difficult love

This time Xie Mingjiang suffered from insomnia as expected, lying on the bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, Tan Yixing next to him was sleeping soundly, and not long after returning to the darkness, he would occasionally snore twice.

With two dark circles under his eyes, Xie Mingjiang thought to himself: This kid is really his nemesis.Why didn't Jinguji shoot him on the wall?Why didn't Mo Jinghang find him and kill him long ago?Why did he smash the head of his hand with the whole beard and tail?

Xie Mingjiang didn't stop at thinking, he simply lifted his foot and kicked the person down.

Tan Yixing was in a daze, and landed on the carpet with a bang. Suddenly, a wave of nausea surged up. He jumped up, rushed out of the bedroom, and went straight to the bathroom: "Ugh!"

This process only took a few seconds. Xie Mingjiang first wore an imperceptible smile, and he didn't realize what was going on until Tan Yixing flew away like an arrow off the string.

Xie Mingjiang didn't think there was anything ridiculous, moved to the side of the bed, stepped on the soft and thick wool carpet, and stretched his neck to look at the light in the bathroom.

Tan Yixing vomited up and down.

Xie Mingjiang waited for a while but no one was seen, he pulled up his nightgown and walked out, heading towards the bathroom.

"How much did you eat? You can't finish vomiting for half a day."

Tan Yixing was lying on the edge of the toilet, his face wrinkled into a ball: "I slept soundly, why are you kicking me?"

Xie Mingjiang leaned on the door frame, with his arms around his shoulders, feeling that this scene seemed familiar. He had no good words at first, but his tone was unconsciously soft——

"If you eat less, why can't you help kicking?"

"There must be basil in the creamy pasta just now. I tend to vomit when I eat basil. If you kick me again... Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to you."

After Tan Yixing vomited, he pushed down the toilet, turned around, washed his face and rinsed his mouth, and said nothing, Xie Mingjiang didn't bother himself, turned and left.

After Tan Yixing washed his face, his mind moved and he thought of an idea, so he scooped up a large handful of cold water, chased after Xie Mingjiang in small steps, splashed all of it onto Xie Mingjiang's neck, and then jumped up like a thunderbolt He disappeared in front of Xie Mingjiang.

Xie Mingjiang's back was soaked immediately, and he immediately fried the pan, shouting: "Hey! I need a beating, don't I!?"

Tan Yixing swished onto the bed, rolled up the quilt, rolled to the left side of the bed, whistled in satisfaction, and closed his eyes.

Xie Mingjiang walked over with long legs and saw that Tan Yixing was already like a neatly rolled sushi, motionless.

Xie Mingjiang swung his arm, he really wanted to slap Tan Yixing's nose twice, he probably couldn't feel the pain even with his thick skin.

It can be seen that Tan Yixing's face is pale in the moonlight, and Xie Mingjiang put down his rounded arms again.

Xie Mingjiang held his breath, sat on the edge of the bed, and said to the air, "Correct your habit of sneak attacks! Can you be honest about everything? Are you still a man?"

Tan Yixing should not be considered a man, because he didn't say a word, but just rolled the rolled sushi to the side without any trace, giving him a fairly spacious place.

Xie Mingjiang sighed in his heart, took off his unwearable silk nightgown, got ninety percent naked, got into his bed and fell asleep.

It was almost four o'clock in the morning, and Xie Mingjiang fell asleep. The plane was at ten o'clock in the morning, and luggage could be checked two hours in advance. Baihui knocked on the door at seven o'clock: "Sir, sir!"

No one answered inside.

Baihui changed the knock on the door to a high-frequency knock on the door: "Wake up!! Sir!!"

After two seconds, the door finally opened. Xie Mingjiang was only wearing a pair of underwear, his eye sockets were blue: "What's your name?"

Baihui's face turned red and turned pale again: "Sir, where is your nightgown? Uh, Ah Xing didn't—"

Tan Yixing also woke up, rubbing his eyes and walking to the door.

Seeing that his pajamas were neatly dressed and his movements were quick, Baihui let out a sigh of relief and took Tan Yixing's hand: "Ah Xing, pack up quickly, it will take us an hour to get to the airport."

Tan Yixing seized the time to complain: "I didn't sleep very well last night, I basically didn't fall asleep, I accept the bed!"

"..." Xie Mingjiang resisted so much that he didn't make a sound.

Baihui looked distressed in a cooperative manner: "Why is this happening? Mister's bed should be very comfortable. Ah Xing insists on it. You can try it when you get on the plane and see if you can fall asleep."

What a scene of deep love between master and servant.

Xie Mingjiang watched coldly for a moment, pushed them away, walked across the middle, and walked into the bathroom.

After some washing up, he went downstairs to have a simple breakfast. Sato had already sent a car to take them off. He arrived at the airport at [-]:[-] and went through the check-in security check at [-]:[-]. Xie Mingjiang sat in the VIP waiting room to read newspapers, coffee.

He first turned to the economical edition to browse. As he read, he felt that the people around him were slowly leaning over.

Xie Mingjiang turned his head away, "Why? You want to watch too?"

Sitting next to him, Tan Yixing made a smirk: "No, it's too profound, I can't understand it."

illiteracy.Xie Mingjiang criticized harshly in his heart, rummaged through the newspaper for a while, and pulled out a few pages: "Entertainment page, take it and read it, don't get so close, I have a headache!"

Tan Yixing immediately took the newspaper with a happy smile, glanced at the headline, deeply shocked and regretful: "Ah, Miko Yamada cheated on three men at the same time!"

Xie Mingjiang couldn't help asking: "Is Miko Yamada your idol?"

"No, but I read this news in my classmate's entertainment magazine last week. Why did the newspaper publish it?"

Xie Ming Jiangtou buzzed, put down the newspaper: "Where's Baihui?"

Tan Yixing stretched out his hand and pointed out a place for Xie Mingjiang.

Xie Mingjiang looked in the direction he pointed, ten meters away, Baihui was picking up things in the self-service area.

"I want to eat teppanyaki, udon noodles and ice cream, and she fetched them for me. Oh, by the way, I forgot to ask what you want to eat?"

Xie Mingjiang's stomach twitched when he heard this: "No, I don't have an appetite."

Xie Mingjiang changed his posture, and he was not in the mood to read the newspaper. He took out the Kindle from his bag and put it on his lap, intending to end this boring conversation, but Tan Yixing couldn't read the air, so he put down the newspaper in his hand, and then Go around in front of him.

Xie Mingjiang turned his leg slightly: "Get out of the way, you're blocking the light."

Tan Yixing insisted on putting his face in front of the Kindle: "Chinese? I also understand Chinese."

Xie Mingjiang really didn't want to talk to him.

Tan Yixing opened the conversation on his own: "Really, Sato hired a Chinese tutor for me. I asked for it on my own initiative. I need to know some Mandarin, so I won't be unable to understand the language when I meet my mother in the future."

Xie Mingjiang raised his head and gave him a white look, thinking: It's a pity that your mother is no longer alive, even if she is alive, maybe she doesn't understand Mandarin and can only speak Cantonese.

"My Chinese is pretty good. Believe it or not, find a paragraph and I'll read it to you."

Does it matter whether I believe it or not?

But... Forget it, let's play with him for a while.

Xie Mingjiang radiated a little love, found a travel magazine at random, picked a short and simple article, and pushed the Kindle over: "Come, read it in Chinese."

Tan Yixing showed a bright smile, scanned all ten lines at a glance, and then said loudly confidently: "Jiuyue, the scenery here is extremely beautiful."

He who speaks Chinese sounds a few years younger than when he spoke Japanese. He spoke in the style of a Hong Kong and Taiwan junior high school student. After reading a sentence, he stopped and looked at Xie Mingjiang with expectant eyes, as if seeking praise look.

Xie Mingjiang nodded: "Well, continue."

Tan Yixing cleared his throat: "From here, there is an endless grassland, and in the distance... what's the appointment? You can—"

Bird dare... Xie Mingjiang frowned, and didn't bother to correct him, he just asked, "Slow down, what appointment?"

"Uh." Tan Yixing blushed slightly, raised the Kindle a little higher, and read in a lower voice, "Urgent appointment? It's okay... What do you see Al, uh, the shadow of Mount Albis."

"..."

Xie Mingjiang grabbed the Kindle and glanced at it, only to see it read: "From here, you can see the endless grassland, and you can faintly see the shadow of the Alps in the distance."

Tan Yixing smiled at Xie Mingjiang uncertainly: "Oh, this is a geography book, it's too professional."

"Humph!"

Xie Mingjiang turned his face angrily, and didn't say another word.

Tan Yixing blushed, touched the bridge of his nose embarrassingly, and sat down next to him again. Fortunately, Baihui came back in time and broke the embarrassing situation.

He ate quickly without making a sound. Xie Mingjiang heard him sucking the udon noodles, his face became more and more serious, and he stood up and walked elsewhere.

Seeing Xie Mingjiang go away, Baihui whispered to Tan Yixing, "Is everything okay last night?"

Tan Yixing was thinking while eating ice cream, and remembered something: "Is Xie Mingjiang gay? Does he like men?"

Baihui was shocked: "How do you know? I thought that my husband only likes women, but some time ago he..."

"A while ago?"

Baihui stopped talking halfway, and shook her head: "It's nothing, it has nothing to do with you. Ah Xing, don't worry, Mr. will not do anything to you, after all, you are too young."

"He slept with me?" Tan Yixing pointed at himself, raising his eyebrows, "I'll lend him three guts."

During the whole trip, Xie Mingjiang read and slept, ate and watched movies, and always refused to communicate with Baihui and Tan Yixing. When he got home, he felt that he had been tortured and fell apart during the trip, and took the set without saying a word. He hid in the bathroom with clean clothes, planning to take a bath.

Xie Mingjiang poured some shampoo and rubbed his head, half-lying in the bathtub staring at the TV and falling asleep, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became: In fact, he can skip the funeral at Jingu Temple, but what kind of muscle is wrong, let Why don't you leave your home alone and run to get into trouble?

The bad thing is, he immediately remembered what it was for, which made him even more unhappy, and completely buried himself in the water.

After nearly an hour, Xie Mingjiang came out, Baihui was preparing dinner in the kitchen, and Tan Yixing was sitting at the dining table playing with his mobile phone.

Xie Mingjiang drank half a glass of cold water, calmed down, Baihui poked her head out and asked, "Sir, I'll put Ah Xing's luggage in the cloakroom first, is that okay?"

"En." Xie Mingjiang didn't even bother to open his mouth, and let out a sound from his throat.

"However, how will Ah Xing sleep at night?"

Xie Mingjiang has a villa in the middle of the river, surrounded by several colleges and universities. The environment is very good, but it is too far away from his work place. He basically does not live there. He just lives in this duplex building near the company. The room is Four rooms and two living rooms, one for myself, one for Baihui, one for study, and one for cloakroom.

Xie Mingjiang rolled his eyes around the living room: "Sofa or floor, it's up to him to choose."

"I don't sleep on the sofa, nor on the floor." Tan Yixing immediately stood up and walked in front of Xie Mingjiang, "I can make do with you, since your bed is so big anyway."

Are you addicted to sleeping in his bed?There is no reason for this.

"If you don't sleep, get out!" Xie Mingjiang pushed him away and went to sit on the sofa in the living room, "I'm not Sato, Yamashita, or Fujiwara, I'm up to you."

"..."

"Sir, let Ah Xing sleep on the sofa or the floor, I'm afraid..."

"Go cook your meal, say one more word, and you'll get lost with him too." Xie Mingjiang turned on the TV, frowned and looked at the screen.

"You are too much!"

Tan Yixing took a deep breath, rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the living room, but Baihui grabbed him and winked at him.

Xie Mingjiang turned a deaf ear and tuned to the news channel to learn about the international situation.