Temporary cohabitation

In fact, when he said "whatever you want", he meant "it's okay, you can decide", just giving up the right to make decisions, not trying to annoy people on purpose.

Cheng Shi also knew it, but the gap between knowing and doing it was reflected here.Even if you can understand that he said this without malice, you can't avoid being angered by the harsh words he said casually.

"Don't..." Ren Mingyao has always been most afraid of him like this.Before the tears started to gather, the sockets of the eyes were red first, and I felt that I had committed a heinous crime when I took a look at it.

It was the same when I met him at the door of the coffee shop that day. It made people feel that it was God's fault, and the heavy rain made him embarrassed.

"Isn't it okay if I don't say that again in the future?"

After so many years, he had forgotten how to coax people. Ren Mingyao was in a panic, so he used local materials and pushed the soy milk to his hand, "Take a sip to calm the shock."

"..."

Cheng Shi didn't hold back his smile, looked at him without saying a word, took the soy milk and drank it.

"Let her come as long as you want. My house is not a shameful place."

Ren Mingyao said, "It's inconvenient to stay overnight. She came from out of town to play? Ask her where the hotel is. I have time at night, and I will accompany you to have a meal nearby."

It's good to say that just now, you have to be a bad person first, and then clarify your identity.

Cheng Shi held the cup and shook his head, "Don't bother, it's important that you are busy with your work. She just came over for lunch, sat for two hours and went back in the afternoon, and she should go out with other friends in the evening."

"it is good."

"We also made an appointment to go to the comic exhibition together. Before I go out in the morning, I will help you make lunch."

"Where's Cheng Xiaojun?"

"I'll take him with me."

Ren Mingyao was silent for a while, then whispered, "Okay."

This is not asking for advice and help, but a polite notification after you have made up your mind.It's okay, it should be like this, he arranges everything well, can take care of things like entertaining friends, and even takes care of an extra child.

He's just, no longer like the old Cheng Shi.

No longer show a look of helplessness when encountering things, and no longer look at others for help.He doesn't need to rely on others, relying on his own strength, he can manage his life in order.

Then for the past eight years, he must have lived well.

Even if there is a flood... Even if the situation is a little bit difficult, you can get through it on your own without any extra intervention.

It's not that Ren Mingyao didn't think about it, but at this moment he realized very clearly——

Cheng Shi doesn't need him.

It was he who forcibly intervened and brought people back.

Cheng Shi watched him stop his chopsticks and stare at the empty plate, his expression seemed a little lonely.I was also a little tangled in my heart.

What Cheng Shi was struggling with was another matter.

In fact, yesterday I thought about whether to invite Ren Mingyao to the comic exhibition together, but his friend Ren Mingyao didn't know each other, and it was difficult to have a common topic.His work and interests are niche, and so are his friends.When the time comes to get together, it seems like a dimension has been separated. In case of an awkward situation... it's better not to force it.

"I also have a friend," Ren Mingyao said suddenly, "A few days ago I said I would come over."

Cheng Shi nodded quickly, "Okay. Should we avoid it? I can take Jun to the park to play."

"Avoid what? No need." Ren Mingyao frowned, "He came here to eat, what will we eat after you leave?"

"..."

Cheng Shi hesitated and said "Oh", always feeling that something was wrong, "Then...you can ask him about his taste and tell me? Or what kind of food he likes, I will prepare it when the time comes."

Just come over for a meal and be so considerate to him.He can do whatever he eats.

Dissatisfaction flashed in his heart, but this time Ren Mingyao obviously learned his lesson, instead of declaring it, he nodded and said, "I'll ask him."

Ask or not, talk about it later.

After breakfast, the moving service booked by Cheng Shi also came to the door.

He still has a few boxes of luggage, which will definitely be sorted out until midnight yesterday, which will affect other people's rest and get in the way.Simply store it with the landlord's eldest sister first, and then bring it over this morning to pack it.

Inside the box were his clothes, manuscripts and sundries accumulated over the years, and some small things like a humidifier.Although Ren Mingyao said that the living room and study room can be used, he still puts most of his items in his bedroom.

The winter clothes and socks were sealed in a separate box, but he didn't open it, because he couldn't live when the weather turned cold.

Ren Mingyao watched him rushing in and out, and put the box directly on the bay window, "Why don't you open it?"

"They're all things that won't be needed recently." Cheng Shi said, "It's not easy to take them with you when you dismantle them."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but after saying this sentence, the atmosphere in the room froze for a moment.

Ren Mingyao wanted to help.But Cheng Shi felt that it was best for him to arrange his own things, so he was only allowed to play with Cheng Xiaojun for a while.

After so many days, Cheng Xiaojun and him are still unfamiliar with each other, and they don't interact with each other usually.Ren Mingyao didn't like all human cubs, not any one.But since Cheng Shi opened his mouth, he forced to get closer, in fact, they still treat each other independently.

The three of them didn't talk much.Cheng Shi casually said frankly, which made the atmosphere of the room that was not lively even worse.

Ren Mingyao looked away angrily, staring at the old iron box on his bed and changed the subject, "What about this one? Don't you open it?"

"Ah...which one?"

Cheng Shi was busy setting up his computer and drawing equipment, and all the configurations were restored to the state used in normal work before he felt comfortable. He turned to look at the paint-peeled biscuit box on the bed.

I just put it away casually, it wasn’t something commonly used, and I forgot about it when I turned around, “This is filled with odds and ends that I collected when I was a child. I don’t remember what it is, and I don’t need it.”

Cheng Shi picked up the biscuit box and put it in the drawer under the closet. It seemed that he had no intention of sharing it with him, "That's about it."

Finished.

Not only did he not plan to share it with him, but he even kicked him out of the room.

Ren Mingyao pretended not to hear it, bent down and rubbed Cheng Xiaojun's head, symbolically completing the task of interacting with the child, and then paced around the room again.

Just now, I saw that there were so many luggages, and they were all stored in various parts of the room after sorting out, but I couldn't see it at all.Everything is in the right place and within easy reach without looking cluttered or crowded.

If it was him, he wouldn't be able to clean up in such an orderly manner.Cheng Shi was right not to let him interfere.

These items that are frequently used on weekdays all carry the breath of the owner, and then arranged according to the owner's habits, this cold and cold model room will be turned into a private domain in one fell swoop, with a temperature called Cheng Shi.

"Song Ziyang said that he will come over for dinner tomorrow night." He had nothing to say, and wanted to stay here for a while.

"Okay."

"Why don't you ask the men and women?"

"..."

Cheng Shi couldn't figure out what this meant, so he said conservatively, "It's all right, it's your freedom to make any kind of friends."

This answer obviously did not please Ren Mingyao's heart.

After he left, Cheng Shi wondered if it was because he said that he wanted to entertain friends over for a gathering, so he also invited a friend to his house as a guest.

Just thinking about it is too naive, probably not...

……Bar?

"Does he want to introduce a friend to me?"

After much deliberation, this possibility is more reliable.Cheng Shi picked up the neglected human cub, and had a serious conversation, "Young Jun, don't be like Uncle Ren when you grow up... You obviously have no bad intentions, so why can't you speak well?"

"Ah." Most of the time, Cheng Xiaojun didn't quite understand what the adult was talking about.He still can't understand sentences that are too long, so he can only grab vague keywords and guess with the tone and expression.

But today Cheng Shi spoke in a troubled tone, but with a smile on his face. It was difficult to guess whether he was happy or unhappy with his complicated expression, which filled his young head with confusion.

The dazed expression is also so cute.Cheng Shi buried his face on his chubby belly and took a deep breath. The soap powder mixed with the fragrance of milk made people feel light.

Or maybe it was his lighthearted mood that was transferred to the baby, "Can you cut an orange?"

Cheng Xiaojun: "Ah."

**

Song Ziyang's desire to spend money was secondary, but mainly because he wanted to see with his own eyes, who was the first love that Ren Mingyao had been thinking about for so many years, and who used all means to hide it at home.

In fact, he had always suspected that Ren Mingyao had a hot head, and he didn't even know that there was such a thing.After all, what can you expect in real life for people who can't even use their imagination in the script to deal with their feelings.

What's more, before he came, he was warned by Ren Mingyao not to talk nonsense.Therefore, it is even more conceivable that two people living under the same roof are in the state of living together as a partner, kind of polite.The window paper is as thick as a city wall, let alone punctured.

What kind of person is Cheng Shi on the other side of the city wall?

Song Ziyang's impression of Cheng Shi was full of twists and turns.At first, listening to the gossip and gossip of classmates, being able to get close to a rich woman, I made up the image of a male vixen.Later, I heard that he got married at a young age and became a househusband with children, so he thought that he should be a person who can live a stable life.Even if it has been publicized, it has been smoothed by life.

Song Ziyang felt a little bored.Probably this kind of life that can be seen at a glance is not in line with his ambitions, and Ye Yang will always subconsciously have the idea of ​​"very mediocre" for those who choose this kind of life.In short, it should not be some "amazing boyhood", worthy of Ren Mingyao's unforgettable role.

So much so that after Ren Mingyao explained the relationship between the child and him, this prejudice has not been eliminated-it is even more outrageous if it is not his own. What kind of man is willing to take care of a child at a young age?The male mother is actually by my side?The halo of the Holy Father saves all beings?

I have imagined too many situations, and this evening, it is finally time to reveal the mystery.Song Ziyang stood at the door of Ren Mingyao's house with a stick of red wine in his hand and rang the doorbell, feeling excited and looking forward to the big melon he was about to eat, and even a little nervous.

Ren Mingyao opened the door for him personally.As soon as the door opened, he saw the master holding a cold-looking child with one hand with a cold face, as if stepping into another dimension in a trance.

Cheng Shi was still concentrating on the last dish in the kitchen, and didn't notice the little movement at the door.

"Why are you in a daze, come in. Do you want me to wait for you to change your shoes?"

Ren Mingyao didn't take it seriously, and showed off his hand ornaments, "This is Cheng Shi's nephew."

Although he hugged her, it doesn't mean that he has a good relationship with Cheng Xiaojun.This child is like this, no one will cry or fuss in anyone's arms.

It's just that the big and the small get together, even in such a warm posture of holding a child, they can actually hold a certain "living their own lives" atmosphere, which is very amazing.

"Fuck, I'll believe you even if you say this is your nephew."

It was also the first time Song Ziyang saw such a cool kid. He couldn't help but tease his chin with the red wine bottle, and he didn't care about it. He has been so cool since he was a child, "Where's your... Cheng Shi?"

Ren Mingyao's tone was vaguely uncomfortable, "I'll make braised pork for you in the kitchen."

"Tsk, what I said, if you have the ability, don't eat it later."

The true face of Mount Lu is close at hand.Song Ziyang cheerfully changed his shoes and entered the house, walked around the hallway, and looked at the semi-open kitchen.

When he saw Cheng Shi for the first time, his cheerful expression turned into a shock like "I wanted to eat melons but I didn't expect it to be such a big melon".

At this moment, Song Ziyang didn't even have the time to pay attention to the issue of beauty and ugliness, and unconsciously exclaimed, "He looks... so similar to Zhou Yuxin."

Ren Mingyao had expected this sigh, and said calmly, "It's Zhou Yuxin who looks like him."

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