i only like your face

Han Shaoyun recalled when he and Mo Ming were together...

At that time, Mo Ming was still studying, and he had just taken over a technology company acquired by Shengda. The company's debts were piled up and the management was chaotic. Shi Moming was studying at C University, so he bought Mo Ming an apartment near C University. He would go there for dinner at night if he had no social engagements. If he had a lot of social engagements, he would ask the driver to take him to Mo Ming's place. He would come in when he was full of energy. Just press him on the sofa in the living room to have a good time, and when he is very drunk, he will fall on the bed, and Mo Ming will take care of him patiently.

The emotional bruises and work pressure during that time seemed to be repaired and relieved by Mo Ming. He almost forgot how he got here, but he still remembered those nights when Mo Ming opened the door for him to make dinner. In his memory, it was like an oil painting with warm colors, behind the soft light curtain in the room, Mo Ming would always stand on tiptoe and hug him affectionately, and kiss him affectionately and playfully, and then he got used to it. When Mo Ming came up to kiss him, he could push people against the wall and kiss him all the way.

Whenever Mo Ming's school is on vacation, if he is away on a business trip, he can take a plane to his city or even the country with just a phone call. Later, Mo Ming signed a contract with Xingci to debut and film a movie, and he often goes on business trips Even after ten days and a half months, the chances of the two meeting each other became less and less, but even so, they were never alienated.

Occasionally, he would smoke a cigarette after enjoying himself on the bed and think, anyway, he is not interested in pursuing any true love in his life, so it would be good to raise this little guy for a lifetime.

...

After taking a nap on the plane in the afternoon, Han Shaoyun didn't feel much sleepy right now, holding the warm and fragrant fragrance in his arms, his body became ill within a short while, and after restraining his discomfort for a while, he got up and went to the bathroom with his mobile phone.

After staying in the bathroom for half an hour, Han Shaoying read a few emails on his mobile phone, washed his hands and prepared to leave after barely cooling off, and at this moment, a message was received on his mobile phone.

...is verbal.

The chat box of Wenci suddenly appeared in the information flow.

The contact was broken for three years, but they never deleted each other. It was just that Han Shaoying changed his phone during the period, and the information flow on the page was refreshed.

However, Han Shaoyun didn't immediately realize that it was Wenci, because the remark he gave Wenci back then has not changed, it is still his future wife.

Such a nasty remark name is mainly due to Han Shaoyu's naive dog-licking heart in the second year of middle school. Now when he sees these four characters, he himself is frowned in embarrassment, but it is probably true that time has passed too After a long time, even when I saw the name of the note that I had been modifying foolishly, I didn't immediately think of Wenci, and I only realized it when I saw Wenci's profile picture.

Han Shaoying sat on the toilet seat and clicked on the message.

[Word]: I heard you were injured, is it serious?

Han Shaoyun subconsciously wanted to smoke a cigarette, but he didn't.

In addition to this "just now" message, on the [-]-inch cell phone chat page, there are also some messages from three years ago, which are the stormy output of Han Shaoying when he lost control of his emotions before and after Wenci's marriage .

[Han Shaoying]: Is it worth giving up everything you have in the entertainment industry for that guy?

[Han Shaoying]: I have been working hard to change in the past few years, wait for me to see if I am better, I will try my best to become the kind of person you admire, and prove that I am more suitable for you than Gao Chen.

……

[Han Shaoying]: I saw your wedding photos on the Internet, to be honest, you and Gao Chen don't look right at all.

[Han Shaoyun]: I'm sorry, I didn't attend your wedding today, but if you have a banquet when you get divorced, I will definitely go.

【Han Shaoying】: I will not bless you.

……

[Han Shaoyun]: Wen Ci, I feel so uncomfortable, can you post the voice, I want to hear your voice.

[Han Shaoying]: If Gao Chen bullies you, you must tell me, I will not let him go.

……

[Han Shaoying]: I can't let go of my thoughts about you, what should I do...

[Han Shaoying]: Wenci, I wish you happiness, I still love you.

...

Simply swipe down with your finger, and all you see is black history.

Han Shaolong was a little depressed why these historical messages couldn’t be automatically cleared when he changed his phone. He looked at it now and felt like a shameless harasser at that time. He blocked him, but Wenci's mobile phone must have displayed these things at the moment, and he felt ashamed just thinking about it.

Forcibly ignoring those historical news, Han Shaoying typed in his mobile phone.

[Han Shaoyun]: A little skin trauma, it's okay

He guessed that Shen Xixi should have told Wenci that he was injured.

After clicking to send, the door of the bathroom was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and in the small, quiet space, the sudden movement startled the distracted Han Shaoying, and the phone slipped from his hand.

The bleary-eyed Mo Ming was also taken aback for a moment, he got out of bed in a daze to relieve himself, and didn't notice that Han Shaoying got off the bed.

"Brother Yun, you..."

Mo Ming blankly looked at Han Shaoyong who was sitting on the toilet seat. He rubbed his eyes, bent over to pick up the phone that fell at his feet, and handed it to Han Shaoyong.

The phone buzzed, and a striking line popped out on the desktop of the dropped phone that automatically locked the screen.

[The future wife sent you a message]

Mo Ming: "..."

Han Shaoyun: "..."

Although Mo Ming saw it, he was still sleepy with drooping eyelids and no emotion, like a kitten just waking up.

Han Shaoyu took the phone, got up and pinched Mo Ming's face, turned and left the bathroom: "Use it."

Mo Ming frowned.

He didn't seem to wash his hands.

Han Shaoyong came out of the bathroom and picked up his phone to check the newly received messages.

[Word]: Then I can rest assured, be careful in the future

【Han Shaoyun】: Yes

Han Shaolong put his phone on the bedside, remembering the moment when Mo Ming looked at his phone just now, he felt that the little guy must have noticed the ambiguous note name.

Any normal person would subconsciously think that it was Han Shaoying who was close to him when he saw it.

Looking in the direction of the bathroom, Han Shaoying hesitated whether he should explain to Mo Ming, although this kind of nurturing relationship does not make him special to Mo Ming, but after all, they have been together for three years, and Mo Ming still likes him that much, It's comforting for him to deal with it seriously.

Originally, when Mo Ming came to the hospital today, his mood was a bit off. I don’t know if he was scared by his injury, or because Zhao Cheng said that the woman named Shen Xixi gave Mo Ming a bunch of yin and yang hints about diction in the private room tonight. things...

Let me explain, today is Mo Ming's birthday, so don't feel uncomfortable sleeping later.

The door of the bathroom opened, and Han Shaoyun sat up from the bed, thinking about what to say... There is no need to explain it in detail.

Mo Ming came to the bed slowly, yawned continuously, lifted the quilt and lay down, his heavy eyelids closed safely.

Han Shaoyun: "..."

Hearing Mo Ming's even and steady breathing, the corners of Han Shaolong's mouth twitched slightly, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to push Mo Ming.

Just when he was about to fall asleep, he was woken up, Mo Ming opened his eyes halfway, and his brows were frowned, "I'm so sleepy..."

"Then what, I have something to tell you." Han Shaoying looked serious.

Mo Ming seemed even more aggrieved, wrapped his quilt tightly, turned his back to Han Shaoying, and muttered vaguely: "Let's talk about it tomorrow..."

Han Shaolong stared at the back of Mo Ming's head in a daze for a few seconds.

This guy... isn't uncomfortable?

Han Shaoyun frowned, feeling an indescribable discomfort in his heart. He turned off the light and lay down slowly. Taking advantage of the bright moonlight outside the window, he looked at the back of Mo Ming's head in a daze. Know what you are thinking.

One minute later, Han Shaolong still couldn't hold back, and stretched out his hand to touch Mo Ming's shoulder, only to find that Mo Ming had fallen asleep.