it's you

?The car is driving on the Meicheng Bridge across the Meiliu River. There are no high-rise buildings around. The calm river is connected to the blue sky. Everything is bright and refreshing.

Chen Siman listened to He Mingcheng finish reading his text message on the radio with a smile on his face, with a deadpan expression on his face. He obviously calmly accepted the fact that he had committed a stupid crime in front of He Mingcheng.

He Mingcheng murmured, then smiled softly in the soothing background music, and then said softly: "Why do you want to belittle yourself? He is willing to be with you, naturally because you have advantages that others don't have... Maybe it's because you are kind, or maybe it's because you can bring him warmth..."

"Even if you are an ordinary person in the eyes of others, as long as he likes you, you must be a treasure in his eyes..., being able to be with his precious treasure, he must enjoy what you bring to him happiness!"

"I also have someone I like, hahaha... Although I can't stay with him all the time, I know that he will definitely listen to my radio to pass his free and boring time in the day..."

"Ah!" He Mingcheng suddenly said with a smirk: "The director pointed me to look at the Weibo of our radio station..." Then He Mingcheng asked with a hearty smile:

"What's the matter with everyone? Hahaha, I didn't deliberately abuse single dogs! I'm really happy to share it with you!"

"Well, to be happy is to show it off! The stimulation you receive has increased, and the accumulation is the motivation to pursue happiness!"

He Mingcheng coughed lightly: "Today's show is coming to an end, I want to say that I am very happy now... In the end, I also hope that everyone can get a share of their own warmth..."

"Then, see you tomorrow!"

Chen Siman's depression originally buried in a calm state of mind is like the mist rising from the mountains. After listening to He Mingcheng's words, it recedes bit by bit like the mist after the sun rises, leaving behind a Blissful clarity.

Chen Siman let out a breath, thought for a while and couldn't help himself, and laughed out loud.

There's nothing wrong with being stupid!That person is willing to embrace everything about you, and your whim will become a cute shining point, right?To put it bluntly, Mung Bean will see you right, you know that it's really wonderful to have such a cute thing...

Chen Siman thought optimistically, he would always be like this, all the things that did not come to an end, he would always think in a bad direction, but the more he thought about it, the more he would let himself relax, and then he comforted himself and said: : Ah, that's the worst. Isn't it good now...

Come out of the Meicheng Bridge, walk along the main road for 15 minutes, then turn right, you will find Songjiang Road, and then walk forward for a few minutes between the tall buildings on both sides, you will find the radio station.

Chen Siman glanced at the time, it was almost dinner time, and an old program teaching life tips had already started on the radio. Chen Siman disliked the content of the program as being too housewives, frowned, reached out and turned off the radio, Then he drove towards No. 382 Songjiang Road according to the familiar route.

The colleagues at the radio station found out that He Mingcheng was in a particularly good mood after he came out of the studio.There was a smile on his already handsome face.

Sister Lan sorted out the manuscripts in her hand, stood up and greeted He Mingcheng with a smile: "Big handsome guy! What happened to the live broadcast today? How can you be so happy?"

When He Mingcheng was transferred to Meicheng People's Broadcasting Station, it was Sister Lan's program that replaced him.Sister Lan is an old man in the stage, and she can be regarded as a pillar.The head of the station has always wanted to mention Sister Lan's position, but due to the miscellaneous relationships in the station, she has always only considered it but has no results. Seemingly mediocre but actually promoted, he became the anchor of the noon news.

Sister Lan is grateful to He Mingcheng, and usually has a friendly relationship with He Mingcheng, so as not to embarrass He Mingcheng, who is unfamiliar with the place, in the stage. Sister Lan is not worried that He Mingcheng will fail to manage this relationship...

"It's nothing." He Mingcheng smiled politely at Sister Lan, and explained: "My partner just sent me a confession text message..."

"Oh!" Sister Lan smiled knowingly, "Understood! Understood! When will my husband be so romantic, I will be so happy!"

Sister Lan was joking, and Xiao Li, who hosted the children's program, followed suit and said, "Sister Lan, you haven't read our radio station's Weibo. Since Brother He came, you have gained a lot of fans!"

"Brother He showed his love on the show just now, whoops! Let's put that Weibo at the top! It's full of crying faces!"

Everyone in the office spoke to each other, and He Mingcheng generously allowed them to tease him. This kind of happiness of being rewarded with kindness was heard in his ears and sweet in his heart.

Sitting in his seat, He Mingcheng took out his mobile phone, found Chen Siman's number in the contacts, touched the word Chen Siman with his finger, thought for a while, and edited a text message.

"Fullness brings me happiness~(≧▽≦)/~"

The face expression was given to He Mingcheng by Chen Siman. Although He Mingcheng likes to see Chen Siman's face expression, but if he uses it, he has a bit of psychological barriers - a man in his 30s, how can he use something like this little girl... …

However, He Mingcheng expected that the moment Chen Siman saw his facial expression, his expression must be very exciting, so he specially typed ~(≧▽≦)/~ if he was in a bad mood.

Alas, it's a pity... I can't see it...

Chen Simman raised his eyebrows when he heard the ringtone of the text message—his mobile phone was so quiet all day, the people who could call and send him text messages were Sun Yangyang and He Mingcheng, think about the stupidity he committed in the morning, use All the toes know, it must have been sent by He Mingcheng ╭(╯^╰)╮.

Chen Siman found an unmonitored place and clicked on the text message. Seeing the content sent by He Mingcheng, he felt a little sweet in his heart, but then he felt that He Mingcheng's expression was really mocking himself, and he felt stuck again.

Zuo Zuo was about to arrive at the Radio and Television Building, so Chen Siman turned off his cell phone without replying.

He Mingcheng sat in the seat and swiped the webpage for a while, but there was still no movement on the phone for a while, he sighed in his heart amusedly: "The kid must be shy, I have to coax him tonight..."

Just thinking about it, the phone turned on.The person who called was Chen Siman, whom he was thinking of.

"Hey! Full."

"I, I'm downstairs! Let's go to lunch!"

"Why are you so active today?"

"What are you talking about! It's already 11:30! Come down quickly!"

He Mingcheng smiled and agreed, then put away the phone, tidied up the desktop, and walked out of the office.

The colleague who ordered takeaway looked up and said in an envious tone, "He'er, your takeaway is here so soon? Which one?"

He Mingcheng couldn't hold back the desire to show off, and replied to the other party: "How can I order takeaway when I have time, my family came to see me for dinner, and urged me to go down!"

"Nimma! This person is showing off! Isn't that right!" The colleague would also compliment the scene, and exaggeratedly asked the resting people around him.

He Mingcheng didn't care about what the people in the office said, and walked steadily to the elevator to the first floor.

As soon as he arrived at the gate, he saw Chen Siman standing beside his small taxi waiting for him, but when he saw He Mingcheng coming out, Chen Siman turned his head to the other side with a swipe!

He was a little embarrassed to see He Mingcheng... After all, he was liked by the public, no matter how he thought about it, he felt ashamed...

He Mingcheng saw Chen Siman's small movements, and smiled indulgently and helplessly. He walked to Chen Siman's side, stretched out his hand and stroked his hair, "What do you want to eat, Manman?"

"..." Chen Siman didn't know what expression to make to face He Mingcheng, so he lowered his head and murmured, "I haven't figured it out yet..."

"Then why did you come here?" He Mingcheng clasped Chen Siman's wrist, walked in front of him, and pulled Chen Siman across the road.

Chen Simman hesitated for a moment how to answer He Mingcheng, should he just make up a reason, or should he not say anything at all... Chen Simman thought about it, but still felt that he had to be frank, only by expressing his thoughts, two people could understand each other very well!

There was He Mingcheng on the left and right to protect him crossing the road, Chen Siman lowered his head slightly shyly, and the dead pig replied briskly without fear of boiling water: "I just want to eat with you!"

The road passed quickly, and when he got to the side of the road, He Mingcheng looked down at Chen Siman, and said softly, "Okay! If you want to eat together, you can eat together! Let's have a big lunch at noon!"

"Hot pot? Barbecue? Crayfish?"

In the end, the two of them went around to a small alley under the sun. There were various small restaurants open in small stores next to each other. There are three sets of tables, and many people in work clothes are sitting there waiting for the boss to bring the meal...

Chen Simman looked at this scene, a little surprised, "Didn't you just come to Meicheng not long ago? How did you find such a deep place! I lived here as a child, and I have never been here before!"

He Mingcheng picked a shop that looked clean but not crowded, and pulled Chen Siman to do it.

"Hey, there are so many young girls in the stage." He Mingcheng took Chen Siman's hand and rolled up his sleeves for him, "They all know how to eat, and you can always find such a good place..."

"I secretly remembered it, and just wanted to bring you to eat once."

☆, end chapter

?Chen Siman followed He Mingcheng into the small alley.

It is said to be a small alley, but it is actually the distance between the old-fashioned residential buildings.Because it is next to the commercial center, the storerooms on the first floor have been converted into small restaurants. There is no room to sit inside, so we set up parasols, tables and stools outside, hoping to entertain as many guests as possible.

Chen Siman followed He Mingcheng to shuttle between the plastic stools with few gaps. It happened to be noon, and the whole small alley was full of people. Sometimes when he met a person who was eating Liangpi, Chen Siman would say sorry in a reserved voice, Then he tried his best to follow He Mingcheng in front of him sideways.

Chen Siman looked at He Mingcheng's back with a little surprise. How could someone like He Mingcheng, who wears a shirt and a suit, sits in an office and blows the air conditioner, and obviously loves cleanliness, adapt to this environment so much?

As if feeling something, He Mingcheng turned his head and smiled at Chen Siman, then stopped, and suddenly took Chen Siman's hand, dragging him through the bustling crowd without any scruples.

A lot of people were talking loudly, but Chen Simman seemed to feel that he didn't hear anything. He used to always feel that in public, two men holding hands would definitely be said to die, but He Mingcheng led him to do this. She wasn't afraid at all, but she still wanted to say it out loud to show off—everyone was busy with their own affairs and didn't care about themselves.

He Mingcheng pulled Chen Siman to a stop in the middle of the alley, the two found a gap, and He Mingcheng asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"Well, cold noodles. After a while, cold noodles will become obsolete." Chen Siman thought for a while before answering.

It happened that there was a Chao family snack across from the two of them, so they didn't go any further and went into the nearest shop.

The proprietress wearing an apron came out from the cash register and asked with a smile on her face, "What are you two eating?"

"Two bowls of cold noodles will be enough." He Mingcheng responded as he sat down, took the napkin on the table and wiped the table again.

"The little girls in our stage always come here in gangs." He Mingcheng stretched out his hand and patted Chen Siman's head, "Sitting in a chair all day long, I feel like I've stretched my muscles after being squeezed."

When He Mingcheng said this, Chen Siman also felt it, and then moved his shoulders: "It's just a little..."

At noon, it is the peak time of people-flow.After shopping, a group of middle-aged aunts began to attack various snack bars with big bags and small bags. Chen Siman, who was waiting for the meal, leaned on his chin and looked at the people crowded in the small alley, a little bit happy with himself.

"Oh! Isn't this full?!"

The waiter in the small restaurant just brought two bowls of cold noodles to Chen Siman's table. Chen Siman straightened his body, and the waiter probably saw Chen Siman's face clearly, and greeted him warmly.

Chen Siman glanced at He Mingcheng who looked up with some embarrassment, and called out in a slightly awkward tone: "Third Aunt, why are you working here?"

"Hey! Doesn't this mean that my Liangliang has gone to a key high school! I don't need to stay at home all day, and I don't have any fun as a housewife, so I just come out and find some work to earn some pocket money!"

"Oh..." Chen Siman replied without interest. Out of politeness, Chen Siman asked meaningfully: "Has Liang Liang gone to high school? I still treat him as a child..."

In fact, it’s no wonder that Chen Siman didn’t know about these things. From the moment he supported himself, he only cared about his own affairs. A bunch of people surrounded, sympathized, and then said that he was perverted, and he might as well not go instead of being wronged.

His third aunt wanted to show off that her son went to a good high school, but she didn't blame Chen Siman for his indifference. She said beamingly from the corners of her eyes and brows: "Oh! This key high school is always difficult to pass. My Liangliang's math! Full marks! Only ranked in the top 20 in the city! Tell me... How fierce is the competition for this kid now..."

"Well...it's not easy..."

There were still two bowls of cold noodles on the table, and He Mingcheng didn't eat them either. Seeing Chen Simman standing up listlessly and having to deal with it all the time, he couldn't help turning his head and laughing quietly. I understand, the atmosphere between these two people is awkward at first glance, probably his child and this relative are not very good...

Chen Siman didn't say anything, anyway, his third aunt didn't need him to talk, she could go on talking by herself.

"It's a coincidence to say that, do you know who the head teacher of my Liangliang is? I taught you that..." His third aunt said to herself, "The teacher is pretty good, and he asked about you during the report coming..."

"... What do I have to ask..." Chen Siman said in a low voice, but his expression changed a bit, um, a little sad and a bit aftertaste, and finally condensed into a numbness, looking aside.

He Mingcheng realized something was wrong almost instantly, but Chen Siman's third aunt was still babbling non-stop. Chen Siman didn't pay attention when he saw it, and He Mingcheng knew that his third aunt touched Chen Siman's taboo, so he also I just paid attention to what his third aunt said.

"...It's not like I said, how good you were at studying back then. I always heard your mother say that you were always the first in grade. Why did you learn such a problem?"

"...Look at you, you're so mad at your father! You're also hurting your mother..."

"Hey, my sister has been counting on you all her life! Why don't you learn from me? What do you want to be like a second child..."

But anyone who understands can tell that there is something wrong with these words, and He Mingcheng is not willing to let Chen Simman be wronged, so he quickly stopped Chen Simman and his third aunt's words, and said in a kind tone: "Well, auntie, look, there are still people who want to order food over there , you can't go..."

As a result, before He Mingcheng finished speaking, his third aunt suddenly looked at He Mingcheng up and down with curiosity and disgust, and then asked Chen Siman in an inconceivable tone: "...Is this not true?" It will be your...so what?!"

A male boyfriend?Pooh!How to say it... His third aunt looked at Chen Siman who nodded directly, sighed, and shook her head, "Where are you telling us to put our face..."

"I don't need you to save face for me." Chen Siman curled his lips and picked a mouthful of cold noodles to eat, "You should take care of your own face and save yourself a while when the boss sees you discipline the juniors from here and then scold you."

Chen Siman's sudden rebuttal stunned his third aunt for a moment, then she turned her head to look at the proprietress standing at the cash register, and muttered as she walked, "I'm just a pervert, I don't know how to see a doctor..."

This meal is obviously not in the mood to eat again, He Mingcheng probably found out some clues from his third aunt's words, seeing Chen Siman poking his face, he stretched out his hand and smacked Chen Siman's head, "If you don't want to eat, don't eat it. You are not allowed to waste food in front of me. I am still an advocate of saving food in Taili!"

Chen Siman drooped his shoulders all of a sudden, with a sullen face, "I couldn't even have a good meal with you."

"It's okay, I fooled you a few times anyway, but you didn't enjoy eating, so I'll go back and make something delicious for you at night." He Mingcheng smiled at Chen Siman.

After that, He Mingcheng coaxed Chen Siman a few words, and then went back to work. Chen Siman sighed deeply, got into his small taxi, and drove aimlessly on the spacious road.

Originally, Chen Siman wanted to let go of himself, but unfortunately his third aunt's words were always in Chen Siman's head, and Chen Siman was lying on the steering wheel with his mouth pouted.The loud dynamic music came from the radio, and his mood became even more irritable. He couldn't help but clicked his tongue, and drove home anyway.

After He Mingcheng got off work, he first went to a nearby vegetable market, and then drove directly to Chen Siman's house.

As expected, Chen Siman's car was parked downstairs.Aunt Wang, who was going to dance in the cave on the same floor, happened to run into He Mingcheng who was leading the dishes upstairs, and stopped He Mingcheng with a strange face, and asked, "Young man, who are you looking for? I live here so It's been a long time, I haven't seen you, hey!"

"It's my first time here too." He Mingcheng picked up the things in his hand and made it up casually, "Chen Siman asked me to bring him some things a few days ago, and I just happened to drop by on something."

"It's Manman." Aunt Wang frowned, and said with a bit of distress: "I saw Manman coming back this afternoon, so I knew he was in a bad mood. He must have met his family's unhappy relatives. Hey , when you see him, spend more time talking with him."

"Hmm! OK!"

Aunt Wang saw that He Mingcheng agreed, and went downstairs to dance again, humming a little tune.

He Mingcheng took out the key and opened the door of Chen Siman's house. The puppy ran out of the bedroom whimpering, the bell on his neck jingled, and stopped by He Mingcheng's legs and rubbed his head against him.

He Mingcheng put the things in his hand on the ground, took off his shoes, picked up the puppy, and asked it with a smile, "Where's your father?"

The puppy was about to run to the ground purring, but when He Mingcheng let go of his hand, the puppy ran into the bedroom again and disappeared.

He Mingcheng followed in.Seeing a person wrapped in a colorful quilt, Chen Siman looked like he was about to fall asleep but couldn't sleep well. He opened his eyes and watched He Mingcheng walk up to him, and then he sat up hugging the quilt with a clatter.

"I'm uncomfortable."

"Because of your third aunt?"

"Ah."

"Then can you tell me what happened?"

It's actually quite a simple thing.

Chen Siman had long felt that there was something wrong with his orientation. He used to watch porn with a few children living in the neighbor's house, and he just felt disgusted. He said something like "Oh shit, you can still be a man, this place doesn't dislike you...", he sneaked a few glances, but he still felt that he still had more to say.

Then Chen Siman, who was still a young boy, hid all these uneasy little secrets in his diary.

Then, there was a scene where parents cared about their children. His mother saw him depressed, but couldn't ask any questions, so she looked through his diary.

This was a good read. When Chen Siman came home from school, his father asked him, like a trio, if he liked men?

Chen Siman was weak at the beginning, but his father had already decided that Chen Siman was different from other people. When Chen Simman said something, his father would just say don’t fool me. The two fought back and forth, and in the end it seemed that everyone forgot about it. Knowing what their original intention was, what they finally fought for became the absolute authority of the father and rebellion against the son.

Simply, Chen Siman admitted it in a broken jar. Even though he was not sure whether he was really interested in men at that time, his father got anxious and just stood up from the sofa, but suddenly fell down again...

"The doctor said it was a sudden death..."

"Do you know, I was completely dumbfounded at the time! My mother passed out as soon as she heard it..."

"My dad just finished his physical examination at work! Except for a little high blood pressure, he is in good health!"

"I must be angry... I haven't figured it out yet, why, why did I admit it!"

"The relatives at home all said that my dad was mad at me," Chen Siman buried himself in the quilt, speaking more and more anxiously, his voice was so muffled that He Mingcheng couldn't hear his words clearly, but He Mingcheng still sat on the edge of the bed, He stretched out his hand and patted Chen Siman's back little by little. He didn't need to hear clearly, because at this time Chen Siman didn't say these things for the purpose of communicating with him. What Chen Siman wanted was to find his sadness and pain. Just share it personally...

"I don't know how this story got out. Those people in the family first said that it was a disease and could be cured, and encouraged my mother to see a doctor for me..."

"Although I was quite annoying, my mother regained her energy... Later, not long after, my mother disappeared."

Chen Siman raised his head, his eyes were red, and two lines of tears were quietly streaming down his face.

"I thought it's been years, I'm not upset!"

"Let my third aunt say that, I feel that I have lost the two people who love me the most..."

"I'm the only one left!"

"No one nags me about how much I spend on meals, no one praises me for being great, and no one scolds me for being fucked. I should be living a happy life!"

"I'm the only one left..."

"He Mingcheng,"

"I'm so sad."

He Mingcheng, who had been listening to Chen Siman all this time, suddenly raised his hand when he heard the name. He held Chen Siman's face with one hand, just in time to gently wipe away the tears on Chen Siman's face with his thumb.

Then a hoarse voice sounded in the small dim room, "I've heard a word before,"

"Only when you lose the best, can you know how to cherish the better things."

"So, I'm not the person who loves you the most in your life, I will love you more, huh?"

"The person who has the most fate with me is you,"

"Believe me, you are not alone now, nor in the future."

As he said that, He Mingcheng kissed Chen Siman's non-stop tears.

There was a puppy lying on his feet, wanting to jump onto the bed, but his body was not high enough. The anxious puppy ran around on the ground whimpering, and was accidentally caught in the thick bed. in the curtains.

The curtains were drawn, and the golden-orange afterglow shone into the room, casting two black silhouettes tightly hugging each other on the floor.

The warmth always fell on the two people who were crying while kissing lightly.

So a person's fate is like a needle that is knitting a sweater. I don't know when the roll of wool that I spend with me day and night is used up, and I have no choice but to get acquainted with another roll of wool again. They agreed to go on together.