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Sheng Ming's residence is cleaner than Ning Qiubai imagined.

No, it cannot be said to be clean, it is completely clean.

Ning Qiubai looked at the dark black curtains, dark black sheets, and even the dark black sofa covers, feeling that the light in the whole room was much dimmer.

He looked at Sheng Ming who was picking up the keys: "You like black so much?"

I vaguely remembered that Sheng Ming's bedroom was also completely black.

Sheng Ming paused and replied calmly: "Probably influenced by the phoenix."

"The phoenix is ​​black?" Ning Qiubai looked at Sheng Ming's expression, keenly felt that Sheng Ming seemed to be in a bad mood, and thought about his words, "You didn't make it clear last time... the semi-parasitic state, How much does it affect you?"

Sheng Ming handed him a bunch of keys: "Are you sure you want to discuss this issue here?"

Ning Qiubai watched the movers carrying the boxes up, and quickly made a zipper gesture on his mouth.

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On the large flat floor of nearly [-] square meters, the bedroom allocated to Ning Qiubai is also unbelievably large.

Sheng Ming has already prepared the things in the bedroom in advance, the style is completely different from the black outside, it is the warm beige color that Ning Qiubai prefers.

Ning Qiubai hung the clothes in the closet, and noticed a pair of newly bought cotton slippers in the closet.The breath of life blowing towards his face made Ning Qiubai finally have a sense that he was going to live with Sheng Ming soon.

He walked out of the bedroom and saw that several workers did not leave immediately, but were replacing curtains, sofa covers and other things, he was stunned and looked at Sheng Ming.

Sheng Ming took a cup of hot coffee from the kitchen and handed it over: "You don't like it."

"I don't dislike..." Ning Qiubai defended, seeing Sheng Ming's eyes, and explained honestly, "Well, it's not that I don't like it, the main reason is that black makes people feel a little depressing-but It's your home, just decorate it as you like."

Sheng Ming said, "I want this place to be your home too."

Ning Qiu's pale face couldn't help feeling a little hot, and he quickly glanced at the movers, lest they hear.

A few workers, as if they were deaf and blind, were dedicated to their work.

Ning Qiubai took Sheng Ming's hand and went to the balcony.

Sheng Ming's tight lips were relieved a lot because of Ning Qiubai's action.

From Ning Qiubai's invisible perspective, Sheng Ming let out a little breath, and subconsciously clenched Ning Qiubai's hand.

Sensing Sheng Ming's force, Ning Qiubai turned his head, just in time to see An Xin in Sheng Ming's light gray eyes.

He seemed to have discovered some new continent, his eyes lighted up slightly, and there was a little joy in his heart.

Sheng Ming pursed his lips again, not knowing what Ning Qiubai was laughing at, just looking at him.

Ning Qiubai felt a bit narrow-minded, and asked, "Are you nervous just now?"

Sheng Ming: "...No."

"I saw it." Ning Qiubai said firmly, scratching Sheng Ming's palm slightly with his fingers, watching Sheng Ming withdraw his hand like a snail whose tentacles were touched, he couldn't help laughing, "I see You speak so proficiently, I thought you were very stable."

If it was the Sheng Ming whom Ning Qiubai just met, there would definitely be a hundred words to tease him back now; however, Sheng Ming in this state just turned his head away so that Ning Qiubai could not see his expression clearly, and complained in a low voice One sentence: "I am also in love for the first time."

Ning Qiubai noticed the blush on Sheng Ming's ears, and his heart was suddenly as sweet and refreshing as if it had been watered by a Liquan spring.

It turns out that he is not the only one who is nervous about their relationship with the past that has undergone earth-shaking changes. The seemingly mature and reliable Sheng Ming will also feel tentative, hesitant, and hesitant because he does not know how to get along with the new relationship.

With this appearance, Sheng Ming really has the feeling of a big boy in his early years.

Ning Qiubai felt that he was an adult and should be responsible for stability and guidance in the relationship, so he generously reached out and took Sheng Ming's hand again, deliberately teasing him: "Do you want to kiss?"

Sheng Ming turned his head, and Ning Qiubai's face was reflected in his eyes.

He was silent for a moment, opened his lips and said honestly: "Yes."

Ning Qiubai was taken aback for a moment—he thought Sheng Ming would continue to be shy, but this reaction was different from what he thought?

Without giving him a chance to think, Sheng Ming grabbed Ning Qiubai's wrist backhand with one hand, pressed the other hand on the back of Ning Qiubai's head, and leaned over slightly to kiss her.

Ning Qiubai's eyes widened in an instant, and he instinctively wanted to back away, but the hot hand behind his head didn't give him any chance to escape, but instead pressed a little harder.

Hmm...it seems different this time...

Ning Qiubai, who was kissed so captivated and whose head was like a paste, was experiencing both suffocation and pleasure at the same time, thinking in a daze: last time he stuck to his lips very purely, why this time...

When Ning Qiubai felt that he was about to suffocate, Sheng Ming finally stood up straight.

Ning Qiubai gasped for breath for a while, and suddenly realized that he forgot to breathe through his nose just now.

Too shameful!

Ning Qiu raised her eyes and glared at Sheng Ming with a white face and red ears.

Sheng Ming's cheeks were also dyed pink, and he noticed Ning Qiubai's eyes, and thoughtfully: "Do you want to kiss again? But I'm already hard, and kissing again may be more dangerous."

Ning Qiubai: "..."

Don't be so frank in odd places!

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Fearing that the gun would go off, Ning Qiubai rejected Sheng Ming's "enthusiastic service" and turned the topic back to Sheng Ming's phoenix who was still in Schrödinger's state of seizing the house.

"The influence of the phoenix on me..." Sheng Ming's expression slowly calmed down.

He didn't answer Ning Qiubai's question immediately, but asked, "Do you think it will affect the division of good and bad? If so, what is good and what is bad?"

Although Ning Qiubai is not a person with a particularly high EQ, he was keenly aware of Sheng Ming's hidden meaning from Sheng Ming's question.

He pondered his words for a while, and said, "I think the influence is divided into good and bad, and the standard of good and bad must be different according to different people's standards."

He gave an example, "Like if you're craving berries because of the phoenix influence—well, don't stare at me like that, I'm just giving you an example. If you're craving berries, and you're going to eat a lot of them, Your family members will definitely worry about your health, and this is considered a bad influence for them; but if your body itself needs certain elements in the fruit because of the phoenix, then this influence is actually a bad influence for you. OK."

Ning Qiubai looked at Sheng Ming's pensive expression, and finally concluded, "So, for you, whether the impact is good or bad is up to you to judge."

It's just that it may not be accepted by others... Ning Qiubai added silently in his heart.

Sheng Ming sat on the sofa, pulled up the hat strap of the sweater, bit his teeth in silence.

Ning Qiubai saw Sheng Ming biting the drawstring, and immediately thought of the toothache but irresistible "creaking" sound when he was biting nylon rope and wool when he was a child, and couldn't help pinching his fingers.

A thought flashed across, and Ning Qiubai was suddenly taken aback.

Sheng Ming often makes this movement when he is thinking, and now it looks... a bit like a bird trimming the feathers on its wings with its beak?

Once you start to associate, the more you think about it, the more you feel like it.

Ning Qiu frowned unobtrusively, stretched out his hand to hold Sheng Ming's hand, and asked what was hidden in his heart: "Do you think the influence of the phoenix...isn't bad?"

Sheng Ming raised his eyes and looked at him quietly.

After a while, he held Ning Qiubai with his backhand, and said in a low voice, "Actually... sometimes, I can't tell whether I'm Sheng Ming or Phoenix."

These words were like ice water pouring down from the head, sweeping away the charm and shyness left by Ning Qiubai's passionate kiss from the balcony.

He raised his eyes and looked at Sheng Ming: "You have always acted as Sheng Ming."

Sheng Ming nodded, then shook his head, showing rare hesitation.

Under the pressure of Ning Qiubai's eyes, Sheng Ming finally admitted: "A lot of times, I am acting. Playing the Sheng Ming they know."

Ning Qiubai looked at Sheng Ming, and unexpectedly found that he didn't seem so shocked.

Maybe he had expected it a long time ago... It started when Sheng Ming's personality repeated horizontal lines when he changed his age.Ning Qiu thought in vain.

It wasn't that Sheng Ming suffered a severe blow in those years and his personality changed suddenly, but that after the unreal game was taken away by the phoenix, Sheng Ming had already begun to be confused about who he was.

Therefore, Sheng Ming, who entered the fantasy game at the age of 15, will show a kind of inhuman frankness and responsiveness like a god... And then, probably to prevent his family from worrying, Sheng Ming began to return to the naughty way he was when he was young. The child model, and in the following years gradually fixed in the image they just met.

But this is not because Sheng Ming has found himself, but because Sheng Ming believes that he in that state is the "he" that other people think of.

In short, acting.

The perfect actor who can fool everyone.

Ning Qiubai didn't know what kind of emotions he should have for a moment, his head was in a mess, and finally he only grasped one question: "Then you now, is the real you?"

Sheng Ming was startled, and the corners of his lips were slowly pursed.

Ning Qiubai added emphatically, "Don't lie to me."

"I'm not lying to you." Sheng Ming repeated in a low voice, and then said, "I'm not particularly sure—I'm not sure if this is the real me, or the one I played out that you like the most."

Speaking of the last sentence, obvious frustration appeared on Sheng Ming's face.

If it's the latter, it means that Sheng Ming who has pursued Ning Qiubai is still the Sheng Ming played out.According to Sheng Ming's understanding of Ning Qiubai, Ning Qiubai would not agree to such a deception, and must get rid of him and leave.

Sheng Ming raised his eyes and glanced at Ning Qiubai, the pitiful light in his eyes unconsciously made Ning Qiubai think of a dog that was splashed with water.

He looked at Sheng Ming, he didn't know whether he should be angry or laugh, but his mood climbed back strangely.

He knew what Sheng Ming was worried about.

After acting for a long time, the actor has entered the play himself, and he can't tell who he is. Not to mention, the shadow of "Wolf is coming" will also cover the people around him.No one likes a lover who is acting all the time.

Ning Qiubai is of course the same.

In the beginning, he really had this kind of fear and rejection subconsciously, wondering whether he was deceived by Sheng Ming's superb acting skills.But looking at Sheng Ming now, Ning Qiubai felt that the ice layer of doubt in his heart was slowly melting and disintegrating.

Will be frustrated, will be pitiful... Fortunately, Sheng Ming is still a living person, not a written program.

If even this was a premeditated performance by Sheng Ming, then Ning Qiubai would admit it.

Ning Qiubai raised his hand and tapped Sheng Ming's forehead, and suddenly laughed: "Since you think you might be acting, why did you tell me?"

Sheng Ming rubbed the spot that Ning Qiubai had pointed at, and replied without thinking, "I want this to be your home, a place where you don't need to bother to guess and doubt."

Different from the Sheng family's love for him with a distance due to pain and guilt, Sheng Ming wanted to give Ning Qiubai a home without distance, as warm and cozy as a winter fireplace.