Temporary cohabitation

On the day Cheng Xiaojun officially moved out, Cheng Shi didn't go to see him off.

He and Ren Mingyao accompanied Cheng Xiaojun to stay at Cheng Yu's house twice a month in advance, and also played around in an unfamiliar city by the way.It was just the opposite of when they were in Maohua. They lived in a hotel, and Cheng Xiaojun lived in his father's house.

In the past half a month, Cheng Xiaojun has gradually accepted the fact that he will live with his father in the future. At Cheng Yu's house, he talked less at first, and after Cheng Shi sent his favorite toys and blankets, he had a lot of love. Big improvement.

Worried that he would not get used to the new room, Cheng Yu intentionally arranged the children's room to be similar to the second bedroom he used to live in Mingyao's house.Cheng Shi also sent almost all the children's supplies at home.The second bedroom is almost empty now.Just a box of old things and a work computer, like a small studio.

Ren Mingyao sent Cheng Xiaojun and his party to the airport instead of him.Sitting alone in the empty second bedroom, Cheng Shi inevitably became sad.

Cheng Xiaojun is a magical child.

Like a fork in a train changing tracks, so many miraculous things have happened in his life in just a few months from the first time he met Xiaojun.Like a kind little angel, seeing that his original life was not satisfactory, he specially came to him and guided him into a life that he had never dared to live.

No matter where Cheng Xiaojun goes in the future, he will love him like his own child.

He didn't dare to send the plane off in person, fearing that when it was time to say goodbye, he would lose control of his emotions, and it wouldn't be good to leave any psychological shadow on the child.

What's more, it's just changing cities and not going abroad, so we can see each other whenever we want in the future.After Cheng Shi calmed down for a while, his mood eased, and he sat down in front of the computer and turned on his work, trying to divert his attention.

Who knew that after a while, Ren Mingyao's video call came over, with a somewhat helpless tone.

"I'm looking for you."

At the airport, Cheng Xiaojun looked at the screen with tears in his eyes, "Cheng Shi."

He was holding a small round bento box in his hand, which originally contained the orange biscuits baked for him by Cheng Shi, but now there were only some biscuit crumbs left.

"Oh... let you bring food on the way."

Cheng Shi had a sore nose, forced a smile and said, "Why did you finish eating so quickly?"

Cheng Xiaojun said, "Why don't you come."

"I still have work to do. Don't you want to go to kindergarten with Dad? We have agreed to do our own things." He encouraged, "Isn't Xiaojun a brave baby?"

Cheng Xiaojun choked and said, "No."

"...Of course you are."

Cheng Shi poked his little face through the screen, "I will listen to my father from now on, eat well and sleep well. I will send you some biscuits, okay?"

"Send ten."

"……it is good."

No video after takeoff.Cheng Shi asked him to get a good night's sleep, and would call him again when the plane landed, and stayed with him until the last minute before boarding the plane, and then reluctantly hung up the video.

Fortunately, he controlled it, and he didn't have a lot of tears and nose as he imagined. He didn't want to leave such an impression on the child, and made Xiaojun feel that separation was very difficult since he was a child.

It's too hard for kids to fly.Cheng Shi thought, why don't he go to see Xiaojun first next week.

It doesn't have to wait until next week, either.Anyway, he is free to work and can leave at any time, and he will meet up when he misses it.It's just that we live a little farther away, it's not a separation.If you bring Ren Mingyao together, you can have another round of fun by the way.

Thinking this way, I still lost the motivation to continue working.When Ren Mingyao returned home, he sat cross-legged on the sofa with colored pencils in his arms, and when he heard the movement in the entrance, he turned his head and glanced blankly.

Cai Pen jumped off the sofa, her short legs were flying fast, she ran to the door and grabbed Ren Mingyao's trousers, stepped back and stood upright, reaching for the large bouquet of roses in his hand, barking curiously.

Ren Mingyao took out one, bent down and handed it to it, "Bring it to Dad."

The colored pencil is happily running back and forth between the sofas with flowers in its mouth.

Cheng Shi couldn't help laughing, took out the fiery red rose from his son's mouth, and plucked the petals.Turning around, he saw that there was still such a big bunch in his arms, and the gene of thrift and housekeeping in his bones was activated, "Why do you buy so many? One will be enough."

Ren Mingyao changed into his slippers and came over with flowers in his arms, "I happened to pass by a flower shop that was offering a [-]% discount."

"..."

"Keep it for fun." He put the flowers in Cheng Zhi's arms, picked up his son and rubbed his clever little head, "It will land in less than two hours, and they will call when they get off the plane. Don't worry. "

"Yeah." We went together a few times before.Before the phone call to report the safety of the landing, Cheng Shi was always a little restless, holding the flowers and playing for a while, and suddenly remembered the box of imitation makeup props that he had left behind for a long time.

When the flower vomiting project was the most popular in the previous issue, Cheng Yu happened to come to pick up the child.During that time, my mind was too chaotic, and I didn't have the mind to play after being interrupted, and I didn't keep up with the imitation makeup project.It has been more than two months now, and the heat has already dropped.

Although no one will read it when it comes out now, but since I remember it, it's better to complete it from beginning to end.Cheng Shi picked off some petals as props, washed them clean and planned to go to the second bedroom to make up the video.

But Ren Mingyao came in with his son in his arms to join in the fun.He set up his phone, and wanted to take a few seconds of video before the disguise. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the father and son's eyes burning brighter than the other. He couldn't help laughing, "Go out first, will someone watch me?" Excuse me."

Ren Mingyao: "Just don't treat me like a human being."

Colored lead: "Wow, woof, woof."

"..."

make trouble.

Cheng Shi simply put the phone aside and studied the imitation makeup that was interrupted last time.With previous experience, from base makeup to eye shadow painting in an orderly manner, Ren Mingyao looked at it miraculously, and asked what it was all the same.

Colored pencils also joined in the fun.The father and son always made him laugh, and the little pearls at the end of his eyes were crooked with trembling hands, "Don't disturb me!"

Originally, I wanted to brew my emotions while putting on makeup, so that I could take good-looking photos later.

How can he be like this, he will cough up blood and spit out flower petals while laughing, and the person in the photo will be crooked to look sick and charming.

The noise took up too much time, Cheng Yu made a video call before the makeup was finished, "Get off the plane, I haven't woken up yet."

In the video, Shen Weiran hugged Cheng Xiaojun and sat upright in the back seat of the car.Cheng Xiaojun rested on his shoulder, her face was squeezed into a white and tender ball, she slept soundly with her head tilted, and drool dripped onto his dark suit jacket, shining on the screen.

Mr. Shen didn't look at the camera, his face was stubborn.

Cheng Shi sighed helplessly, but felt very relieved.

After the phone call, there was only one last step left in the imitation makeup, "It's a pity that I can't find the rhinestones I posted last time... I can't cry when you two are here. Let's make a bunch of tears after taking pictures later."

Cheng Shi picked out the lip gloss from the box, and compared it with his own painting to find a similar color.But thinking about it again, it doesn't have to be exactly the same, just look good, "Which one do you like?"

He found a small clean brush, painted it on the back of his hand with three boxes of lip balm of different colors, and picked it for Ren Mingyao, "These three are all beautiful."

How could Ren Mingyao tell the difference? He only looked at the shades of red, "A little bit of each?"

"..."

Straight men can't say such stupid things.

But Cheng Shi was very generous, and according to his silly words, he mixed the three colors together, painted on his lips, and it turned into a melancholy dark red, like blood deposits, "It's quite in line with the setting."

Ren Mingyao didn't like this color very much.Watching him smear the adjusted blood red on the rose petals and bite into the mouth, remembering the setting he once said about flower vomiting.

It's a disease of unrequited love to death.

He drew tiny cracks along the edges of his cheeks and crumpled the rose petals between his temples and ears.It seems to be depicting a delicate and beautiful mask full of incompleteness, telling that the owner of this mask is not worthy of love because he is not perfect, and will always be trapped in an unspeakable secret love.

Ren Mingyao drove the colored pencils out of the room, leaned over and bit the rose fragments between his lips, spat them aside, kissed him for a long time before parting, and said, "This color is prettier than the one just now."

"..."

"Does it mean that this disease can be cured with a kiss?"

Ren Mingyao looked at him and asked seriously, "Is it cured?"

Cheng Shi was taken aback, pursed his lips and suddenly smiled, raised his face and closed his eyes, "Treat me again."

He didn't feel sad, but the moment he closed his eyes, tears still rolled down involuntarily.

He knew that he had to face up to the past and himself. Only by accepting his imperfect self could he face the future more calmly.He has always known that no one does not understand this truth, but it is too difficult to do.

Until that day, before he accepted himself, someone accepted him before him.

Then he would no longer be afraid.

to the future.

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