love addiction

And she felt a mother's love from Mrs. Ming.

This made her, who lacked maternal love since she was a child, very attached to this kind of warmth, and also got close to Mrs. Ming.

However, Ming Ziyu didn't like to see this scene, he always felt that Ye Qingcheng was his own, and didn't like her getting close to others, no matter if it was a man or a woman.

The cook of the Ming family is very skilled, and the food they cook is delicious. Ye Qingcheng is really hungry and eats a lot.

Mrs. Ming has been enthusiastically serving Ming Ziyu food, and kept saying, this is what you like to eat.

Ming Ziyu didn't like this kind of feeling very much, and looked at Ye Qingcheng several times, with the intention of asking for help, but Ye Qingcheng ignored him, and he could only eat aggrieved.

Ye Qingcheng happened to see his aggrieved little face, and couldn't help but want to laugh, but could only hold back.

After dinner, the two went upstairs to Ming Ziyu's room.

In fact, Ye Qingcheng has been here before, and although it has been so long, this place has not changed. It can be seen that Mrs. Ming intends to keep this place as it is.

Ye Qingcheng also hoped that Ming Ziyu could remember these familiar environments.

"You live here at night, do you know that you have to listen to your uncle and aunt?"

"What about you?" Ming Ziyu asked quickly, with a trace of uneasiness in his black eyes.

Ye Qingcheng looked at him, but couldn't resist the begging look, looked away, and said in a low voice, "I have a job at night, so I can't accompany you, you sleep by yourself."

"Ah..." Ming Ziyu was greatly disappointed, "Mom, are you just leaving me alone like this? This is the first time I've lived here, and they're all unfamiliar people, and I'm afraid."

Ye Qingcheng, "..."

I was afraid that the three words would come out of Ming Ziyu's mouth, it was really against harmony.

But recently, Ming Ziyu often said this, because he is just like a child now, and Ye Qingcheng really has nothing to do with him.

"This is not a strange place, this is your home, you lived here before, don't you remember it at all?"

"I can't remember." Ming Ziyu shook his head, "I always feel that my family shouldn't be like this."

"What should that be like?" Ye Qingcheng looked at him expectantly.

As long as he can remember a little bit, it will be a good thing for Ye Qingcheng.

"I don't know, it shouldn't be like this anyway!"

Ye Qingcheng looked into his eyes, but didn't find any familiar look. Finally, she was disappointed and said to him, "You should go to bed early, you know? Don't think about anything, I'll go to work, and I'll come to you when I'm done."

"...Okay then, remember to call me then." Ming Ziyu said reluctantly.

Ye Qingcheng nodded before leaving the room.

When they went downstairs, Mrs. Ming and Mr. Ming were still there. When they saw her coming down, they looked over.

Ye Qingcheng walked over to say hello, "Uncle and aunt, I have settled down for Ming Ziyu, and it's almost time, I have to go back."

"Qingcheng, you are very tired from running around like this, why don't you live here, I have asked the servant to tidy up the room for you, it is next door to Ziyu..." Ming The wife wants to keep it.

But Ye Qingcheng still shook his head and said with a smile, "Thank you, Auntie, for your kindness. I really have to go back. I will come to see him when I have time. If you have anything to do, just call me."

"Okay then." Mrs. Ming got up to see her off, "I'll ask the driver to take you back."

"Okay." Ye Qingcheng didn't decline politely, after all, it was the kindness of the elders.

Not long after Ye Qingcheng left, Mrs. Ming brought ginseng soup and went upstairs to find Ming Ziyu.

When he knocked on the door, Ming Ziyu didn't make a sound. Mrs. Ming knocked too fast, so he reluctantly said, "Mom told me to rest here. Don't bother me. I'm going to sleep."

"Ziyu, it's me. I brought you ginseng soup. You can drink some." Mrs. Ming said in a soft voice.

"I do not want."

"Zi Yu, you are obedient. Your mother ordered me to make this for you, and you have to eat it." Mrs. Ming could only move out Ye Qingcheng to threaten.

Sure enough, after a few seconds of silence, the door opened.

Inside the door was Ming Ziyu's expression of reluctance, "Did mom order it?"

"...That's right." Mrs. Ming felt that the smile on her face was almost froze.

Only then did Ming Ziyu pick it up, "I can drink it, thank you grandma, you can go back."

"I……"

boom.

door, closed.

Mrs. Ming's face was hurt. This child really only knows Ye Qingcheng.

Forget it, my husband said to take it slowly, so take it slowly.

This night, Ye Qingcheng didn't accompany Ming Ziyu, and returned home alone, which was really a bit uncomfortable.

Every day he pestered her to call her mother, as if she was used to it, suddenly there was silence around her, which made her feel empty in her heart, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep no matter what.

After tossing and turning for a while, Ye Qingcheng sat up, looked at the somewhat empty room, and finally couldn't help calling Ming Ziyu.

She knew it was very late at this point, but she just wanted to hear his voice.

The phone was picked up in almost a second, "Mom, you finally called me?"

"Why haven't you slept yet?" Ye Qingcheng asked worriedly, "Won't you sleep well when I'm not here?"

"Without you, I can't sleep..." Ming Ziyu said a little aggrieved, "I really worked hard to sleep again, and I counted thousands of sheep."

"..." Ye Qingcheng's heart ached inexplicably, and his tone softened and said, "Then you have to go to bed early, you can't be so late, do you know?"

"Well, I see. I will try my best to sleep. Mom, why didn't you sleep?"

"...I'm going to sleep too." Ye Qingcheng explained.

Ming Ziyu paused before asking, "Aren't you coming back to sleep?"

"I can't, it's too far away, I can't come back, you have to get used to sleeping alone, you know?"

Ming Ziyu said unwillingly, "I'll try to get used to it."

Ye Qingcheng thought, if he was by her side, she would definitely pat his head, "Okay, it's getting late, go to bed early, and I'll call you tomorrow, okay?"

"No, I don't want you to call me." Ming Ziyu said very unhappy.

"What's wrong?" Ye Qingcheng thought he was being petty.

Ming Ziyu replied aggrieved, "Because that means I won't be able to see you."

"..."

Sure enough, it is as sensitive as a child.

Ye Qingcheng's heart softened into a mess, and he said comfortingly, "Okay, I will come to see you tomorrow, so you have to be obedient, if you are not obedient, I might not come."

"I will be obedient, I promise to be obedient!"

"That's good." Ye Qingcheng was very satisfied, "You also have to listen to your uncle and aunt, don't call her grandma, call her mother, she is your mother."

Ming Ziyu didn't know how many times he had heard her explain this way, and said unhappily, "I only recognize you as my mother."

"..."

Forget it, there was no point in arguing, Ye Qingcheng didn't mention it anymore, but said a few words of comfort, and then cut off the phone.

Although I'm still not used to it, at least it's much better than before.

On the second day of filming, because it was Ye Qingcheng's first filming, and Chu Linxiang took good care of her, she got off the morning shift and went home to read the script.

Chu Linxiang told her that some adjustments had been made to the script, and Ye Qingcheng hadn't been able to read it carefully because she took care of Ming Ziyu before, so she probably has time now.

As soon as she got home, she just entered the house, and remembered what she had promised Ming Ziyu last night, so she closed the door and went out, heading straight to Ming's villa.

All the servants in the Ming family recognized her, Mr. Ming and Mrs. Ming went out to a banquet, and at this moment Ming Zi met someone playing in the room.

Ye Qingcheng asked the servant not to disturb Ming Ziyu, and went up quietly to see what he was doing.

After listening outside the door for a while, I found that the door was quiet, as if no one was there at all, but the servant was very sure that Ming Zi was inside, so Ye Qingcheng opened the door and went in.

He poked his head out to look around the room, but he didn't see anyone, so he called softly, "Ming Ziyu?"

There was still no response, Ye Qingcheng felt strange, turned his head and found him sitting on the floor not far away, playing with his head down.

Ye Qingcheng walked over, only to find that Ming Ziyu was playing with puzzles.

And it was her jigsaw puzzle, the one specially customized by Ming Ziyu before.

Judging from the completion progress of the puzzle, he has been sitting like this for a while, with a pile of cards scattered on the ground.

Ye Qingcheng stared at it for a while, and found that Ming Ziyu was a master of jigsaw puzzles, and his speed was very fast, and his organization was clear.

And when he was putting together the puzzle, his face was cold, his thin lips were tightly pressed, and he was very focused on doing one thing.

This made Ye Qingcheng stunned, as if he saw Ming Ziyu at work.

At that time, he had this serious expression.

"Ming Zi meets..."

Ye Qingcheng couldn't help screaming.

He turned his head and looked at her, his eyes still focused.

Ye Qingcheng fell into those black eyes all of a sudden, his eyes flashed with joy, and there was joy on his face, "Ming Ziyu, do you remember? You remember who I am, right?"

Because those eyes are too familiar, Ye Qingcheng can't help but think so.

But just for a moment, the indifference faded away, replaced by a touch of surprise, he called out, "Mom, are you back?"

Ye Qingcheng heard the voice of his own heartbreak.

It turns out...it was all my own thinking.

Her nose suddenly became sore, and the grievances of the past few days came to her heart, but she couldn't express it in front of Ming Ziyu, so she could only turn her face away and say, "Well, I just have time, are you playing with puzzles?"

"I found it inside, it seems to be you." Ming Ziyu pointed to the puzzle and said, "Mom is also so beautiful sometimes."

Ye Qingcheng, "..."

She sniffed before saying, "How long have you been sitting here?"

"It seems like a long time." Ming Ziyu rubbed his neck and said a little sourly.

"Then get up and move around quickly. Didn't I tell you that you need to move around more now." Ye Qingcheng went to help him.

Ming Ziyu took her hand and stood up. He originally wanted to stand up straight and show her that he was fine, but he didn't want his legs to go numb, so he softened all of a sudden and threw Ye Qingcheng down.

Ye Qingcheng was completely unprepared, and was firmly suppressed by him.

The lips of the two just kissed like this, kissing tightly.

Time seemed to stand still all of a sudden.

Ming Ziyu stared at her with wide eyes, while Ye Qingcheng froze and looked at him too, as if he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.

She forgot to resist, as if she was pulled back to before Ming Ziyu was injured.

He also kissed her like this, the familiar feeling, the familiar person, made Ye Qingcheng lost.