Lovers suffer from depression [Quick Transmigration]

Wen Ran rubbed Meng Miandong's hair, and said solemnly: "Don't worry, I won't go back on my word."

"That's good, if you dare to go back on your word, I'll..." Meng Miandong instinctively wanted to threaten Wen Ran with suicide, but luckily he stopped his words in time.

Wen Ran didn't like him talking like that, so he quickly changed his words: "I'll just run away from home."

Of course Wen Ran understood what Meng Miandong wanted to say, he didn't intend to expose it, but followed Meng Miandong's words: "Don't run away from home."

Meng Miandong thought she had deceived Wen Ran, and lowered her eyes guiltyly.

Wen Ran didn't continue this topic, but turned on the TV.

The living room suddenly became lively, breaking the slightly dull atmosphere between the two of them.

It was almost eleven o'clock, Wen Ran smiled and said: "Mian Dong, go to sleep, good night."

Meng Miandong yawned and stood up from the sofa. He was already very tired, but because he wanted to stay by Wen Ran's side for a longer time, he managed not to fall asleep.

He walked to the side bedroom door, ran back to Wen Ran and asked, "Can I sleep with you today?"

When he first came to this house, he slept with Wen Ran, but he never slept together again after that.

Wen Ran was stunned, and agreed: "Okay, you go take a shower, brush your teeth, and wash your face."

Meng Miandong smiled and said: "Yeah, I'll go right away."

Wen Ran glanced at Meng Miandong's back, went back to the bathroom attached to the master bedroom, took a shower, brushed his teeth, and washed his face.

When he came out of the bathroom, Meng Miandong, who was exuding the fragrance of shower gel, was already lying on his bed, and Meng Miandong said to him with an innocent expression: "Wen Ran, Wen Ran, go to bed quickly .”

Miandong, you really put me to the test.

Wen Ran smiled wryly in his heart, then lay down on the bed, letting Meng Miandong slip into his arms.

It wasn't until Meng Miandong fell into a deep sleep that he gently kissed Meng Miandong's forehead and said, "Miandong, good night."

He has been in this world for more than three months, and he has never kissed Meng Miandong, this is the first kiss he stole from Meng Miandong.

Half a month later, the results of the college entrance examination came out, and Meng Miandong, who was only 16 years old, ranked first in the province with a total score of seven points short of the perfect score.

Meng Miandong filled in the law department of University A in his first choice, and was admitted to the law department of University A as he wished.

During the long summer vacation, Meng Miandong went to learn to drive, and he passed all the subjects easily without any effort.

After getting his driver's license, he followed Wen Ran all day long and learned how to make pastry from Wen Ran. However, in pastry, just like in cooking, let alone talent, he couldn't even reach the level of ordinary people. On the contrary, Guan Yao, who occasionally helps to make pastry, learned much faster than him.

Guan Yao graduated from senior year and majored in business management. Recently, she repeatedly encountered obstacles in finding a job.

Therefore, when making fresh milk buns, Wen Ran first told Guan Yao that he was going to open a pastry shop near University A, and then asked, "Guan Yao, are you interested in running this shop?" Is it long? I will ask another pastry chef to help you."

Guan Yao knew that Meng Miandong was admitted to the law department of University A, but she never thought that Wen Ran would follow.

Could it be that Meng Miandong and Wen Ran...

She opened her mouth, met Wen Ran's gaze, and didn't ask anything.

As for being the store manager, she thought about it, but she couldn't make a decision for the time being, so she said to Wen Ran: "Can you give me some time to think about it?"

Wen Ran was not in a hurry to get a reply: "You can think about it slowly, just give me an answer within a month."

Meng Miandong has given up on making pastry. He is sitting next to him reading a novel, listening to the conversation between Wen Ran and Guan Yao, feeling very happy.

Half a month later, Wen Ran got a positive answer from Guan Yao, and at the same time, a new store was also found.

Meng Miandong's birthday is September [-]st, which is the day when junior high school starts.

On August 31, Wen Ran pretended to be unwell and wanted to go to bed early, but got up at 10:30 to make a fruit cake for Meng Miandong, which was decorated with fruits, red and green, which made people particularly appetizing.

It was nearly twelve o'clock when the cake was ready, and he knocked on the door of Meng Miandong's room: "Miandong, come out, I have something to see you."

Not long after, Meng Miandong's vague voice came from the crack of the door: "I'll be right out."

Not long after, Meng Miandong opened the door.

Wen Ran caught his eyes instantly, Wen Ran was holding a cake in his hand, and there were two candles on the cake, one was "1" and the other was "7".

17?

Meng Miandong woke up suddenly, and then Wen Ran walked up to him and said softly, "Miandong, happy 17th birthday."

In his memory, no one had ever celebrated his birthday. The so-called birthday was no different from ordinary days. When he was young, he hoped that someone would remember his birthday, but as time went by, he gradually understood that Now, he is unimportant, unimportant to anyone, no one will remember his birthday, let alone bother to celebrate his birthday.

But... But Wen Ran held a cake and wished him a happy birthday.

Afraid that he was hallucinating, he blinked desperately, but Wen Ran in front of him did not disappear, and even sang a happy birthday song for him.

Wen Ran sang very well, and sang to his heart.

"Thank you." He cried out unconsciously. He seldom cried before. Whenever he encountered sad things, he would only use a box knife to self-mutilate, but he had never encountered happy things. But since he was taken in by Wen Ran, he often cried, not because of sadness, but because of joy.

Thinking about it carefully, after cutting his wrist last time, he never hurt himself again.

This is a good thing, right?Useless, he finally became a normal person.

No, he couldn't consider himself useless.

He wiped away his tears indiscriminately and sniffed again before blowing out the candle.

After the candle was blown out, Wen Ran turned on the light, brought the cake to the dining table, and waved to Meng Miandong: "Miandong, come and eat the cake."

Meng Miandong excitedly ran to the dining table and sat down upright.

Under Meng Miandong's expectant eyes, Wen Ran took out the candle, cut off a piece of cake, put it on a porcelain plate, and placed it in front of Meng Miandong.

Meng Miandong didn't even reach for the fork, but impatiently lowered her head and took a big bite.

Wen Ran saw some cream on Meng Miandong's lips, subconsciously stretched out his hand, wiped it off, and ate it in his own mouth.

This kind of action is too intimate, but the explanation tends to get darker and darker, so he didn't say anything.

Meng Miandong stared blankly at Wen Ran, her heart inexplicably out of order.

Just now Wen Ran ate the cream on his lips, similar to an indirect kiss.

But did you think too much?He and Wen Ran are of the same sex, so of course it is impossible to kiss.

He figured it out, he didn't mind what happened just now, but concentrated on eating the cake.

The cake made by Wen Ran is delicious, even if you eat too much, it will not make you feel bored at all.

The cake was six inches long, and he ate three-quarters of it by himself.

In the end, he touched his belly and said, "Wen Ran, what should I do if I gain weight?"

Wen Ran also wanted to touch Meng Miandong's stomach, so he desperately pressed his left hand on his right hand, so he didn't reach out, but looked at Meng Miandong and said: "I think you are too thin, if you gain weight, I will Very happy."

After staying with him for nearly five months, Meng Miandong has grown a little bit, and he has also gained some flesh. He is not as thin as before, but he still hasn't grown to the height and weight he should have.

"Really?" Meng Miandong blinked, "What if I grow to over 200 catties?"

Wen Ran suddenly remembered Meng Miandong, who was still a brown bear, and dozens of beds that had been crushed, and tried hard not to laugh.

More than 200 catties, even less than one-third of a brown bear.

So, he said sternly: "If you grow to over 200 kilograms, your body may have problems. If you ensure that your body will not have problems, let alone over 200 kilograms, you will have no problems if you grow to a ton."

Meng Miandong imagined himself growing to a ton, and felt chills from fright.

The current self is less than a hundred catties, and a ton is ten times more...

He didn't dare to think about it anymore, and said with a pursed mouth: "I won't grow to a ton."

Wen Ran said apologetically: "I said something wrong, I'm sorry, Miandong."

He stood up again and made a cup of hot milk for Meng Miandong.

Meng Miandong drank the hot milk, she looked so much like a kitten, Wen Ran wanted to pat her head.

After Meng Miandong finished drinking the hot milk, Wen Ran said to Meng Miandong: "Good night, 17-year-old Miandong."

Just like he has no sense of reality for this family, Meng Miandong has no sense of reality for his 17-year-old self after eating a birthday cake.

He has always been pessimistic, never thinking about the future, before he even felt that he would not live to be 17 years old.

But now that he's 17, what will happen to him?

By the way, why should he think about what will happen to himself?

This is something he hadn't considered before.

Will he receive the cake made by Wen Ran?

"Will you make me a cake at the age of 26?" He was standing in front of Wen Ran, and Wen Ran was sitting, and because Wen Ran was wearing loose home clothes, he could see a piece of skin on Wen Ran's back.

He instinctively clutched his heart, nervously waiting for Wen Ran's answer, and after a while, he was hugged by Wen Ran.

Wen Ran's breath sprinkled on his hair: "As long as you want, even if I am too old to walk, I will make cakes for you."

"Thank you." He also put his hand around Wen Ran's waist.

But... Wen Ran will get married one day, right?What if Wen Ran's wife doesn't want Wen Ran to make him a cake?

He didn't make a wish just now, but now he really wants to make a wish: I hope Wen Ran will not get married.

He felt selfish, but his desire to monopolize Wen Ran had the upper hand, and he didn't want to share his Wen Ran with anyone at all.

He knows that he is very dependent on others, but he has never had such a strong desire to monopolize others.

He didn't even dare to think about the scene of Wen Ran's marriage, for fear that he would have to use self-torture to calm himself down.

Suddenly, he felt his cheek being stroked by Wen Ran, and heard Wen Ran say: "Miandong, it's late, go to sleep."

He couldn't help but coquettishly said to Wen Ran: "I want to sleep with you."

Wen Ran nodded: "Then go and brush your teeth."

Meng Miandong ran over to brush his teeth, climbed onto Wen Ran's bed, and slipped into Wen Ran's arms.

Wen Ran didn't even have a girlfriend yet, but he protested in his heart: Wen Ran is mine, no one is allowed to snatch it.

He didn't know that after he fell asleep, he said the same dream.

Wen Ran listened, happy and helpless, secretly kissed Meng Miandong's hair, secretly said: Miandong, grow up quickly.

From this night on, Meng Miandong will sleep with Wen Ran every day.

Half a month later, Meng Miandong will start school.

Wen Ran has already packed his luggage and paid the rent for the shop and house.

Early in the morning, he drove Meng Miandong to University A for a report. Since Meng Miandong chose Tong School, after completing the admission procedures, he took Meng Miandong to the newly rented house.

The house has three bedrooms and one living room, one of which is a study.

By the time they packed all their luggage, it was almost noon.

Meng Miandong will start military training tomorrow, so they went out for dinner and bought sunscreen.

The military training lasted half a month. During this half month, Wen Ran hired a construction team to renovate the store.

The house in the store is not far away, and it only takes 15 minutes to walk. Wen Ran goes to the store every day to have a look, and then picks up Meng Miandong from school.

After a month of renovation, Wen Ran's pastry shop officially opened.

At first, the pastry shop's business was sluggish, but it didn't take long for the business to pick up.

Wen Ran still only makes ten types of pastries a day, and the business hours are still at ten o'clock in the morning, and the pastry sells out very quickly, the highest record is that they are sold out at eleven o'clock.

Wen Ran didn't want to make himself too busy, he wanted to spend more time with Meng Miandong, so even though the guests wanted him to do more, he didn't change his mind.