Please don't be so hard on me!

On the return trip, Miao Cun and Luo Minghan walked together.

Luo Minghan asked Lily to arrange a car, and said that if there was another problem, she could leave tomorrow. Xiangxiang, an assistant with an annual salary of hundreds of thousands, was so scared that Lily arranged three cars, one for people and two for escort.This made my aunt very happy. The night before, I prepared a bunch of souvenirs for the two of them to take away. Miao Cun even said that he couldn’t put it down and take it away. Now it’s all right, and the trunks of the three cars are directly filled. .

If it hadn't been for the city not allowing raising, my aunt would have wanted Miao Cun to take away one of the peacocks—of course, this proposal was firmly opposed by Luo Minghan.

"When you take the chicken feet back, remember to put them in the refrigerator immediately. For those dried fruits, you can give half of them to Miao Jiancheng, and keep the rest for yourself. Auntie will mark them for you. The red ones are top-quality fruits, and the blue ones are inferior products. Don't give it wrong, give some of the fresh mangosteen to the classmates, and get along with everyone..." The auntie took his hand and chattered.

Miao Cun nodded his head when he heard a sentence, looking very cute.

My aunt stroked his hair, "Come back when you have time during the winter vacation."

"Ah."

My aunt said so every year, but Miao Cun only visited once.He didn't want to disturb his aunt's original life all the time.

Luo Minghan stood by the car and waited. There was still time, so he didn't rush.Tired of waiting, I lowered my head and lit a cigarette.The car was parked at the canteen at the entrance of the village, the one where Miao Cun invited him to drink soda, and the door of the store was blocked.A few people stood at the door, watching the excitement from a distance.

"Yan'er's son, right? He grows better every year."

"Huahua is amazing and has won many awards."

Luo Minghan smiled when he heard this, and pressed the lighter with his face down.

"That's great. Autism can exist today. It looks quite normal. It's no different from normal people. Don't you think so?"

Another person echoed, "Yeah, who said no, she was dumb and stupid when she was a child, but Yan'er left early, otherwise she would be waiting to enjoy happiness today."

The smoked lips loosened, Luo Minghan was stunned, his eyes passed through the smoke, and looked at Miao Cun who was being held in his arms by his aunt.

The car drove all the way to the entrance of the village. When Miao Cun turned his head, he could still see his aunt standing at the intersection through the rear of the car watching him off.

"Your aunt is very kind to you." Luo Minghan took his shoulders and rubbed his hair: "Don't be so hard to leave, I will accompany you back to see her next time."

Miao Cun looked up at him, with a mocking smile on his face, as if he saw through Luo Minghan's casual remarks.

Luo Minghan coughed lightly to make amends for himself: "Take it as a vacation."

Miao Cun is wearing the bracelet on his right hand, the silver light is very bright, his wrist is white and skinny, originally tied with a red string, now it is worn with the bracelet, it looks more unique.

"Who gave you this?" Luo Minghan took his hand.

"Mum gave it."

This is a red braided rope that looks nothing from a distance, but looks very delicate when you look closely.His mother left early, so logically speaking, the color should have faded long ago, but Miao Cun's hands are still bright and stiff.

"You are well protected." Luo Minghan rubbed his fingertips, raised his face, and smiled at Miao Cun.

"This is new. She made up 80 pieces for me, and I change one every New Year, so I can change it until I'm [-] years old." Miao Cun said flatly, "She's afraid that I won't receive any gifts during the New Year alone, and I don't have lucky money."

Luo Minghan was completely stunned.A mother who knows that her time is numbered, and knows that after her death, the future of her autistic child is uncertain. She does not have so much ability to shelter him from the wind and rain, so she can only weave a little bit of companionship and concern. into such a bracelet.

Even if you are 80 years old, your mother still has to worry about whether you have someone to accompany you during the New Year.

"Did you know that this rope was made by my mother herself from spinning to dyeing to weaving. The spinning thread of our Dai people is also an intangible cultural heritage," Miao Cun pursed his lips, his eyes were bright, as if he had returned to his childhood, "She was sitting in the yard on the first floor shaking the spinning wheel, humming a song while shaking."

He actually hummed, very softly, in a broken tone.Luo Minghan was silent for a while, and Miao Cun seemed to realize something suddenly, the song stopped abruptly, and he said "I'm sorry".

"Sorry for what?"

"It's nothing." Miao Cun pretended to be relaxed, pulling away from that emotion: "You probably don't like hearing this."

There is something wrong with him, these things were originally meant to be told to Mr. Luo, but he has been timidly delaying, why tell Luo Minghan first now?

Luo Minghan paused, "As long as it's about you, I like to hear it."

Under his attack, Miao Cun felt nervous all over his body, and Luo Yuanhe said these words to him gently and deeply, and his heart became violently disturbed, so that his face became a little hot.He thought silently in his heart, Mr. Luo, I am too depraved, but finding fakes is fun, I am guilty.

...he was a little bit overwhelmed.

·

Although Luo Minghan was a young master with a temper, he took good care of Miao Cun. The things sent by his aunt were difficult to check in. Luo Minghan found a place to pack and reinforce them at the airport, and sent them all by express.

The two got on the plane with ease, and Miao Chou unfolded the blanket in the first-class cabin and murmured to himself, "I've never been in first-class before."

This made Luo Minghan so cute.The economic conditions of the predecessors he dated were not bad, and each of them seemed to have descended from dignity to the world, and Miao Cun became a fresh and refined little white flower in his eyes.He said emotionally, "I will let you fly first class from now on."

Miao Cun said "ah" in embarrassment, "I thought you had a private jet."

Luo Minghan: "..."

"Do you have any?" Miao Cun asked solemnly.

Luo Minghan spit out three words coldly: "Yes."

That is not chant.

"Teacher Luo can also have it, but he didn't want it."

There was a world-class collector who was extremely enthusiastic about Luo Yuanhe's works and wanted to send him a private jet, but Luo Yuanhe declined.This matter was publicized by some talkative exhibitor, and all the students in the Academy of Fine Arts knew about it in an instant, and Luo Yuanhe's idol index soared to the top again.

Luo Minghan folded his arms and sat with a big horse, his eyes closed and his face was so cold that there was no expression on his face.

After holding back for a while, he was about to die of anger, opened his eyes and clasped Miao Cun's hand: "You admire him a lot?"

"Worship." Miao Cun didn't think about it.

What the hell does Luo Yuanhe have to admire, isn't he just good at painting?Will it be amazing to draw?Except for painting, where is he not a first-degree disabled?Luo Minghan gritted his teeth: "Why don't you worship your boyfriend?"

"What can I worship you for?" Miao Cun's blank face was very serious.

Luo Minghan squeezed out two words: "Too many."

Miao Cun had no choice but to follow him, like stroking a shattered lion, "I know you are young and promising." There was someone beside him, and Miao Cun leaned into his ear and said the rest of the words: "I started from nothing, Tsinghua's undergraduate and master, Extremely smart, with a bright future, handsome and suave, with eight-pack abs, and big..."

There was no sound.

Luo Minghan squinted at him, his tone low and frivolous: "Say it, why don't you say it?"

"I haven't experienced it again... I won't talk about it." Miao Cun avoided his gaze.

Luo Minghan is the best at coercing people, showing that easy-going posture, his lips pressed against his ear: "Have you really never experienced it?"

Miao Cun's heart was about to burn, Luo Minghan said bastardly: "...you have to think about it carefully."

He didn't say "recall", but he wanted to use "aftertaste", what is the aftertaste!The aftertaste is made to die, the head is blank, the scalp is numb, the eyes are absent, the thigh cramps are suffocating?Miao Cun bent his knees, covered his face in the stall and said in a low voice, "I am a goldfish, I have forgotten, who are you?"

Luo Minghan laughed out loud, and after a while after the flight attendant passed the security check, he said a little seriously: "Don't always mention Luo Yuanhe, I will really be jealous."

·

The city's new airport has been put into use. Disembarkation and boarding take the same boarding gate passage, and share a commercial area. Those who catch the plane and those who have just landed merge into one. Many unexpected encounters and long-lost reunions are born in this way.

Luo Minghan didn't notice Xi Xiaohan until the other party called his name.When he raised his eyes, his footsteps stopped.

Xi Xiaohan is still the same, every piece of fabric on his body is full of high-end tailoring, under the natural curly chestnut hair, is a face covered with a mask.Seeing that Luo Minghan saw him, he took off his black mask, tilted his head and smiled at him: "Long time no see."

Luo Minghan really wanted to have a cigarette.

Pushing a trolley case, Xi Xiaohan walked slowly in front of Luo Minghan, and greeted Luo Minghan in a familiar and relaxed manner, "You seem to be the same as before. The last time I met Guan Yingtao and asked him how you were, he didn't answer me." , let me ask you myself." He smiled sweetly, with a bit of pampering, "So, how are you doing?"

Luo Minghan looked at him deeply: "Not bad."

Miao Cun immediately realized that this should be Luo Minghan's first love.

"I've walked downstairs of the International Trade Center several times, and I always wanted to go upstairs to meet you for a cup of coffee." Xi Xiaohan said with a little regret, and his voice softened: "But thinking about it, you definitely don't want to see me. I am afraid that you will kill me."

With the attitude of retreating into advance, Luo Minghan took a deep breath and kept within the boundaries of a gentleman: "I'm joking, why should I kill you?"

Xi Xiaohan stared at him carefully for two seconds, then turned his eyes and noticed Miao Cun.It's hard to describe his glance, he just turned around Miao Cun lightly, but he seemed to have come to a certain conclusion, a disconcerted smile appeared on his face, "Your friend?" He asked intentionally.

Luo Minghan emphasized: "Boyfriend."

Miao Cun wanted to leave.If he's not there, maybe this is the beginning of the relationship between the two, he is redundant and boring here.He grew up amidst all kinds of inexplicable hostility, and he can easily distinguish between goodwill and hostility. Obviously, Xi Xiaohan belongs to the latter for him.He didn't have time to accompany him in acting here.

Xi Xiaohan's eyes returned to Miao Cun again, this time, he stayed for two seconds condescendingly, "Hello."

He greeted with the tone of a child.

Miao Cun raised his hand lazily: "Hi."

Xi Xiaohan laughed inexplicably, stopped talking to him, but continued to look at Luo Minghan, understating: "When did your vision change?"

Luo Minghan's patience with him reached the limit: "Indeed, it has become taller."

Miao Cun: "..."

Why are you fighting and racking me up!

Luo Minghan's expression was indifferent, but Xi Xiaohan showed fascination at this moment, and quickly restrained himself, and smiled slightly: "By the way, the doll you gave me before... is the limited edition, I have been holding it all the time. Sleeping, the Chinese main store of that brand is closed, do you know where else you can buy it?"

"what happened?"

"It's nothing, just hugging and sleeping every day, there is a place that is worn out, I want them to fix it for me."

In the midst of people coming and going, Luo Minghan was silent for a few seconds before asking: "...you still hold it."

Xi Xiaohan let out a "huh", suddenly felt shy, lowered his face and touched the side of his nose: "Don't laugh at me, it's still in my suitcase now."

That doll was outrageously expensive, and Luo Minghan brought it back from London, and it did have a lifelong maintenance service.It's just that he thought that Xi Xiaohan should have thrown it away long ago.

"I'll give you the sales number of the UK head office."

"You deleted and blocked my WeChat account."

Luo Minghan paused for a moment, then took out his mobile phone: "Add it now."

Xi Xiaohan took out his mobile phone slowly, and clicked on the WeChat QR code interface. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Miao Cun, "I forgot about it," he quickly retracted his mobile phone, "I'm urging to board the plane, let's go first, let's talk about it next time."

In the end, Luo Minghan failed to scan his QR code, and Xi Xiaohan brushed past him like a breeze, "Bye."

His back was submerged in the rush of people.

The information on the bulletin board kept updating. Luo Minghan didn't look back for him, but he did stay silent for two seconds before saying to Miao Cun, "Let's go."

Miao Cun didn't move, hooked his finger at him, and said impatiently: "Come here."

Luo Minghan didn't know why, so he leaned down slightly, Miao Cun put his arms around his waist, and clasped his shoulder with one hand, acting very well to make a gesture of being held in Luo Minghan's arms forcefully.

She tiptoed her lips together and kissed actively.

Luo Minghan: "."

This is the first time that Miao Cun has taken the initiative to him, so he can fuck him.

He turned against the guest and held Miao Cun tightly, holding his palm-sized face in one hand, and kissed back forcefully and hotly.

With the winning ticket in hand, Xi Xiaohan turned his head, thinking that he could see Luo Minghan lost his mind: "..."

That's what's good about metropolises. Public kissing by same-sex people is nothing, and it doesn't slow down their hasty pace.Miao Cun felt that Xi Xiaohan should have left, so he backed away a little, "... that's enough."

Luo Minghan observed him with great interest.

Just now, he had a gesture of enclosing the land and calling the shots, but now he knows that he is embarrassed.

"What is this? Jealousy? Or a declaration of sovereignty?"

"Neither of them," Miao Cun pushed the trolley case again, and said lazily, "He deliberately bullied you, and I just helped you find a place."

Luo Minghan was startled, and laughed out of nowhere.

"What are you laughing at?" Miao Cun frowned.

"Laugh at your stubborn mouth, and thank you for your kindness by the way." Luo Minghan took his hand naturally, "If you openly admit that you are jealous, I will be happier."

"Are you so obsessed with making me jealous?" Miao Cun couldn't understand.

"Because I like you," Luo Minghan restrained his smile, with a handsome expression on his brows, "There is no one who doesn't want to find the feeling of being cared about by the person he likes."

In fact, Miao Cun understood that Luo Minghan was just playing a very, very, very realistic love game, even a strategy game.He probably didn't regard Miao Cun—or those previous lovers—as a real person.

And only treat them as game characters that can be attacked and will not hurt.

Once the strategy is in place, play again, and when you get bored, go to the next copy, the next script.

As the target of the attack, Miao Cun feels very sweet every day, as long as he is paired with this face that is exactly the same as Luo Yuanhe, the sweetness will be doubled.

But if he gets raided more times, he will get annoyed, okay?

At this moment, Miao felt the irritability.He realized that as long as he followed his heart and showed indifference to Luo Minghan's personal affair and debts, Luo Minghan would keep probing and attacking.

Then he will be bored to death!He just wants to play love games with the double, and he doesn't want to be an NPC who gives him experience!

Miao Cun decided not to sing the opposite tune, but to follow Luo Minghan's script: "Okay, I'm jealous."

He raised his eyes, filled with innocent grievances, but the expression on his face was very calm, which made his jealousy so beautiful that it was touching.

"I'm really jealous. I persuaded you to go back to him at the night market that day on purpose. I kissed you today on purpose. I just want to hear from you that you will never go back to him. I just want to tell you in front of him. He and you are already in the past tense." At the end, he asked coldly angrily: "Are you satisfied?"

Luo Minghan was more than satisfied, he was almost delighted.

It was the beginning of September, and the city ushered in the most comfortable weather. On the sidewalk outside the city track, a tree arrived in autumn at this moment and dropped its first leaves.

two and a half months.

Luo Minghan spent a total of two and a half months from meeting Miao Cun for the first time, to thinking about him when he was moved, to the real comprehensive strategy today.It takes longer than ever before, but it's more exciting, more replayable, and more experiential.

If this was a strategy game, Luo Minghan would give Miao Cun five stars.

Guan Yingtao, who slept until the afternoon, received a WeChat message from Master Raiders: "Take him to play when you have time."

Guan Yingtao slept soundly, pondered over this line for a long time, his eyes slowly widened.As expected of Luo Minghan, he won it after going to Banna?It's hard to end without opening champagne.