it's you

?He Mingcheng's car parked in the parking space at the gate of the riverside garden.

Chen Simman asked He Mingcheng curiously: "Aren't you going in?"

"The neighborhood is very beautiful," He Mingcheng looked at Chen Siman and explained, "It's not far from my house, and I walk back every day, and I sit here for a whole day, all relying on picking up the car in the morning and evening and parking it for a while to exercise my body." gone."

"Speaking like an old man!" Chen Siman squinted at He Mingcheng with a smile, opened the car door neatly, and stood outside waiting for He Mingcheng.

"The old man's life is much healthier than mine! The uncle downstairs in my house does Tai Chi every day!" He Mingcheng replied heartily, got out of the car and locked the car, walked around to Chen Siman's side, and pulled him up casually. With his hand, he walked towards the gate like the ancient archway.

Chen Siman's hand was tightly held by He Mingcheng, obviously there was no sweat in his palm, but he felt that his palm was wet, and he didn't hold it back forcefully, like a child led by an adult, following He Mingcheng step by step. behind.

There were security guards standing on both sides of the doorman's office, Chen Siman watched He Mingcheng lead him over as if no one was there, his heart was beating, and while he felt scared, he was also mixed with some secret excitement and impulsiveness.However, no one was pointing fingers at them, so Chen Siman jumped for joy.

The two of them walked casually along the winding gravel road.

Seeing that He Mingcheng didn't intend to let go, Chen Simman suddenly felt joy in his heart. He really doesn't care about other people's opinions, and wants to be with me!Thinking like this, Chen Siman bent his fingers a little stiffly, and held them directly. He felt shy and embarrassed, so after thinking about it, the last bad intention squeezed He Mingcheng's finger hard, and then tightly clasped He Mingcheng back. of.

He Mingcheng had already noticed the change in Chen Siman's hand. Not long after Chen Siman's hand was held, He Mingcheng turned his head and looked at him intently.

Chen Siman was embarrassed by being stared at, and asked He Mingcheng: "Why are you looking at me?"

"I think you're cute." He Mingcheng shook the hands they held together, and replied triumphantly.

I'm already cute... Chen Siman was praised by He Mingcheng with a smile, and he also agreed with complacency in his heart.

He Mingcheng's house was chosen for the first phase of the Riverside Garden project, that is, a group of ancient small western-style buildings built in the Chinese gardens built along the river bank in Hebei.

Chen Siman had driven guests to the garden by the river before, and at that time he just took a look outside.The buildings here have only two floors, and the outer walls are made of ceramics imitating city bricks. The simple blue-gray, with dark green railings, and well-designed cornices and bucket arches, make people feel very rich at first glance. Connotation, calm and peaceful.

Chen Siman was led by He Mingcheng. He was surprised to find that the buildings here were not neatly arranged, but scattered randomly. Some were alone surrounded by tall and dense trees, and some were two or three small buildings next to each other. Hidden together in a forest, the gravel road leads in front of the door, and finally merges into a main asphalt road for traffic...

"It's not like a community at all." Chen Siman followed He Mingcheng to a small independent building. He looked at the tall and strong trees around the small building, took a deep breath, and said with emotion: "It feels like a small building here." Garden Park, just looking at these trees makes me happy!"

He Mingcheng opened the anti-theft door, looked at Chen Siman who was feeling the nature with his eyes closed, and stretched out his hand to rub his hair in a funny way, "You can still see the night view built on the river at night, that's even more beautiful."

"Really?" Chen Siman looked at He Mingcheng with bright eyes, "I just know that the Meiliu River is beautifully repaired by the riverside garden, but I haven't come here yet!"

"That night, you just watch it from the balcony. If you don't watch enough, the two of us will go down for a walk and enjoy the wind." He Mingcheng looked at Chen Siman in a negotiable manner, and shook the key in his hand in a tone like coaxing a child. "Now, you're going to follow me upstairs!"

"Ah."

After entering He Mingcheng's house, Chen Siman had the feeling that the two of them were really together.

It's useless to use black and white decoration, fabric sofa, warm background wall, and two large pots of green plants that grow gratifyingly. It looks like it was arranged by someone who likes to live at home.

After Chen Siman changed his slippers, he immediately became a little cautious.

He Mingcheng teased Chen Siman while taking off his coat, "I'm holding hands, what's so shy about being a guest? Sit down quickly, I'll wash the fruits for you."

"Oh." Chen Siman replied embarrassedly, and then sat on the sofa in a well-behaved manner. There were a few books on the coffee table, one of which was still spread out, and one could tell that He Mingcheng must be very comfortable at home.

He Mingcheng brought out a plate of neatly packed fruit with drops of water from the kitchen, on which was a small knife with a coat on it, he saw Chen Siman sitting there not daring to move, feeling a little helpless, he squatted on Chen Siman's He stretched out his hand to cover Chen Siman's hand on his knee: "Do you know what it means after a successful blind date?"

"..." Chen Siman reflexively wanted to pull his hand away, but when he thought that the other party was He Mingcheng, he was a little bit reluctant. He heard He Mingcheng's question, thought for a while and told He Mingcheng what was in his heart.

"I think those who can decide on a blind date must want to live a good life... Then, if the blind date is successful, the two should discuss how to live a good life..."

He Mingcheng smiled gently when he heard Chen Siman's answer, his appearance was already upright, such a smile made Chen Siman feel as if he was about to be drowned by the tenderness in his eyes.

"Then let's discuss how to live a good life, Man Man? I also like what you said, go out together, go home together, cook and clean together, and sleep together on the sofa watching TV..." He thought for a while After a while, he continued: "Manman, I know you have never been in a relationship, so you don't have to feel pressure, okay? You can treat me like a father and brother and rely on me. We can do nothing, just like the usual Like husband and wife, eat and talk..."

Listening to He Mingcheng's words, Chen Simman nodded, and then He Mingcheng who stood up slapped his hair again, "I'm older than you, and you won't suffer too much from being your father and brother!"

Throughout the afternoon, He Mingcheng was just as he said, doing his own things very casually all the time. He looked at the materials in the study and let Chen Siman watch TV and play computer at will. Although Chen Siman wanted to be more casual, but in the end In other people's homes, he followed He Mingcheng in the study room, chose to keep his voice quiet, and played the orange light game on the computer by connecting to the Internet.

He Mingcheng would occasionally look up at him, and Chen Siman felt it, so he looked up and looked back, the two of them looked at each other, smiled and went about their own business.

Chen Siman gradually no longer felt shy and embarrassed, but this kind of quiet tacit understanding made him feel fresh. He watched He Mingcheng use his slender fingers to flip through the documents page by page, and felt that today was a day. Had a great time.

He Mingcheng let out a breath, threw the pen on the desk, then slightly stretched his arms, turned his head and saw Chen Siman staring at him without blinking.

"What are you looking at?" He Mingcheng asked him.

"I'm thinking about something." Chen Siman was a little serious.

"What's the problem?" Listening to Chen Siman's tone, He Mingcheng suddenly thought in his heart, maybe this kid decided to go back on his word because he was too insecure?

"When I was going out today, I heard you on the radio in the car..." Chen Siman frowned, "You only said goodbye when you got off the car, but why did you wait for me in the store in advance?"

"That's not a live broadcast." He Mingcheng raised his eyebrows, "Today's broadcast is a recorded broadcast. In the past, I was the one who broadcast the live broadcast. But considering today is such an important day, of course I have to ask for leave."

"Then how do you choose the letters you read?" A large part of the reason why Chen Siman liked He Mingcheng was because of his programs. In the room, he was lying beside the computer, tilting his head and looking at He Mingcheng, his eyes were full of vivid expressions.

"It's all chosen in advance." He Mingcheng felt that he was really lucky to meet Chen Simman, such a kind and cheerful child!

"There is a time difference between the letters we read and the broadcast of the program, so before the broadcast of the program, we can choose the one with more vivid content and stronger emotions," He Mingcheng propped his chin with his fingers, thinking back seriously , "Sometimes, it is difficult for us to choose, because although some people's letter is not exciting, but what he wants to express is deeply touching, so generally we may take out this kind of letter separately as a theme."

"I thought you were just picking and reading among a bunch of letters!" Chen Siman had such an expression on his face, and He Mingcheng was in a good mood.

"That's the end of the show, the text message exchange stage!" He Mingcheng stood up from his chair, "I randomly picked the text messages sent by the audience."

"Hey? What did you rely on to choose?" Chen Simman also stood up, and followed He Mingcheng while asking.

"Well, there are everything," He Mingcheng reached out and turned on the switch on the wall, and the light instantly illuminated the room.

The two sat on the sofa, talking and laughing happily.

"Sometimes it's the phone number, and sometimes it's the content of the text message."

"I know," Chen Simman suddenly asked as if remembering something, "Then do you always receive the confession? I heard it all, and several times, you read it when you read the letter!"

"Hey?" He Mingcheng asked with a surprised face: "Is there any? What have I been reading?"

"Of course there is!" Chen Siman said with a look on his face, "Isn't it just 'Brother He! I like you'..."