Huang Yi's Meng Qingfan

As winter passes and spring comes, the gray and white in the school is dyed with colorful colors again, dense buds hang on the bare willow branches, and peach blossoms fall on the quiet path.

Erhei caught up with the three people in front of him panting with his schoolbag on his back, and pointed at Huang Yi for a long time before saying a word, "You are...you are only 17 years old!"

"What did your brother feed you to grow up?" Dahei asked puzzled, thinking about it was wrong, Huang Yi had just been adopted by Meng Qingfan for a year, and he was the one who cooked in their family.

A few people knew about the relationship between Huang Yi and Meng Qingfan in the last semester, but Meng Qingfan was really young, only eight or nine years older than them, and it was really hard to call him uncle, so everyone unanimously decided to call him brother. alright.

Huang Yi picked up a peach blossom that fell from the grass and smelled it, then threw it down with a look of disgust, "No, I will be eighteen in two days, and I will be an adult by then."

He had been waiting for this day for a long time, and the first semester of his freshman year was over before he knew it, and now it has been nearly a month since the start of school.He and Meng Qingfan still live together every day, and his liking for Meng Qingfan is no longer liking, he loves Meng Qingfan very much.

In the past six months, he almost said the word "love" many times, but he was afraid that Meng Qingfan would think that he was still a child and would use such unfounded excuses to reject him.

So he waited until he was an adult, then he could confidently say "I love you" to Meng Qingfan as an adult.

He had always regarded An Yi as a rival in love before, but since he had a duel between men with him a few days ago, he understood that An Yi's dependence on Meng Qingfan, no matter whether he admired him, was all based on the starting point of a younger brother superior.

"Does that brother like you?" The words An Yi asked him have been echoing in his head since that day. He can say that Meng Qingfan loves him, but he dare not say that Meng Qingfan's love is different from his love. the same.

As long as he looks at Meng Qingfan for the things he likes, he will definitely buy them for him. No matter how tired or busy he is at work, he will still come to school to pick him up and learn how to cook for him.Meng Qingfan was so kind, so good that he didn't dare to imagine what he would do if one day Meng Qingfan didn't want him anymore.

Sometimes he would cowardly think, in fact, this is not bad, no matter what kind of love, Meng Qingfan loves him anyway.

But every time I have the idea of ​​retreating, a strong unwillingness will surge in my heart.He didn't want to have to introduce himself as his son when others asked about his identity.He wanted to hold Meng Qingfan's arm, and proudly tell those who spy on his lover that this man is his.

"Hey! Why are you always in a daze recently? Couldn't it be that Alzheimer's disease has advanced?" Er Hei said exaggeratedly, shaking in front of Huang Yi's eyes.

"I won't be demented if you are demented. Don't worry, Qingqing is here. I'll go first. See you on Monday."

Huang Yi saw Meng Qingfan's car approaching from a long distance, hurriedly greeted his roommate and ran over.

Meng Qingfan took Huang Yi's schoolbag and put it in the back seat, straightened his hair that was blown by the wind because of running, and said softly: "Fool, every time I come to pick you up, I have to run, aren't you tired?"

Huang Yi picked up Meng Qingfan's thermos and took two sips, he laughed, "I'm not tired, it's called a magnetic field, every time you get close to me, I'll be sucked in."

Huang Yi spoke very seriously, as if there was such a thing.

"Would you like to spend her coming-of-age birthday at home or outside?" Meng Qingfan asked, looking back at Huang Yi.

"At home, I'll cook. Let Meng's father and the others come with him, as well as Brother An Yi." After confessing to An Yi that day, the relationship between Huang Yi and him has improved, and even Meng Qingfan finds it strange.

"Okay, listen to my son."

After Meng Qingfan finished speaking, he drove home and called home to inform Huang Yi of the time for his birthday.

The two passed by the supermarket and bought everything they needed back home. An Yi sent a message just now, saying that he would bring the cake the day after tomorrow, so Meng Qingfan drove the car home directly after coming out of the supermarket.

Because Meng Qingfan had to work, Huang Yi's birthday could only be moved to the evening. Although he wanted to stay up late to deal with it in advance, Huang Yi refused.

In fact, Huang Yi is very disturbed now. The reason why he called his family over is to give him some encouragement and support. He also has a little luck and hopes that everyone can help him.

During this week, Huang Yi has been thinking every day, how should he tell Meng Qingfan that he is more likely to be accepted, and there are not many drafts in his notebook.

On Sunday morning, An Yi came with a cake. Meng Qingfan took the cake and put it on the dining table, and asked while putting on his coat, "Why are you here now, do you want to have dinner?"

An Yi glanced at Huang Yi, quickly put the car keys into Meng Qingfan's hand and pushed him out of the door, "I'm just here for dinner, bro, you're going to work, you're late."

Meng Qingfan stood at the door holding the car keys dumbfoundingly, it was weird for Yao'er to come together today, why is An Yi not normal now?

Huang Yi nervously grabbed An Yi's hand, his voice trembling, "I'm afraid."

An Yi pulled Huang Yi to sit on the sofa and began to comfort him in various ways, implying in his heart that he never dreamed that one day he would help Huang Yi pursue Meng Qingfan. There is no absolute in this world!

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Meng Qingfan came home from get off work on time, followed by two old people.Huang Yi poked his head out of the kitchen to say hello and went back to cooking.

It was quite early in spring, and it was completely dark outside at seven o'clock. Five people sat around the dining table, An Yi took the cake on one side and put it in the center and lit eighteen candles.

After the candles were lit comfortably, I went to turn off the headlights in the room. In the whole room, only circles of warm orange light were emitted from the dining table.

Papa Meng and Papa An smiled and took out two big red envelopes and handed them to Huang Yi, who accepted them with a shy smile.

Huang Yi turned to look at An Yi uneasily, An Yi held his hand and squeezed it, and said, "Little Yi, make a wish, today is such a special day, your dream will come true."

Huang Yi looked obsessively at Meng Qingfan's soft face under the candlelight, his heart pounded in his chest, he swallowed nervously, and said to Meng Qingfan with an imperceptible tremor in his voice: "Qing Qing, you haven't given me a gift yet?"

Meng Qingfan smiled and said, "I'll give it to you after you make your wish, good boy."

"Then will you help me realize my wish?"

"meeting."

Huang Yi's eyes were covered with mist, his fingers were firmly grasping the plastic tablecloth on the dining table, and he opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't remember a single word of the manuscript he had memorized for so long, and he was anxious to think of a few words , but my mind is getting more and more confused.

"Qingqing, I like you, I want you to be with me, like Papa Meng and Papa An!

After Huang Yi finished speaking, the dining table fell silent for a moment, and the sound of the second hand of the big wall clock on the wall in the living room fell on the apex of people's heart one by one.

Looking at the silent Meng Qingfan, Huang Yi finally couldn't hold back the tears in his eyes. He choked up and said, "Qingqing...I love you! I'm already an adult...I want to be with you."

Meng Qingfan got up and walked to Huang Yi from the other side of the dining table, gently wiped away the tears on his face, and said softly, "Yaoer, close your eyes."

There were still crystal teardrops on Huang Yi's eyelashes, he blinked when he heard Meng Qingfan's deep and gentle voice, and slowly closed together.

With a smile on the corner of Meng Qingfan's mouth, he took out a small box from his trousers pocket. When he opened the box, there were two rings. He picked up one of them and put it on Huang Yi's slender and fair ring finger slowly and solemnly.

Meng Qingfan kissed Huang Yi's trembling eyelashes, and said softly, "Happy birthday, Yaoer."

Huang Yi held Meng Qingfan's shirt tightly with one hand, slowly opened his eyes and looked at the ring on his ring finger in disbelief, and hot tears slid down again.

Meng Qingfan stretched out her hand and brought the ring box in front of Huang Yi, her voice was full of magnetism and temptation, "Yaoer, help me put it on."

Huang Yi took the ring box with trembling fingers, and carefully picked up the men's ring of the same style in the box. The ring slipped slowly from Meng Qingfan's fingertips, and it was firmly put on the ring finger.

Huang Yi lowered his head and didn't dare to look at him, he kept choking up and asked, "Qingqing...you too...you love me too, don't you?"

Meng Qingfan caressed Huang Yi's cheek with the ring-wearing hand, and kissed the person in front of him deeply, "Idiot, of course I love you."

Huang Yi hugged the person in front of him tightly and began to cry silently. The intense love, the sad forbearance and the unspeakable grievances for so many days have all found a way to be released.

An Yi wiped the corners of his eyes silently, and applauded them together with the two fathers, wishing them sincerely.

"Good boy, don't cry." Meng Qingfan caressed Huang Yi's back in pain, his voice full of distress and love.

Huang Yi smiled through tears, and looked up to see Meng Qingfan touch his lips.On his birthday, he got the most precious thing in his life.

Meng Qingfan held Huang Yi's hand tightly. Sure enough, he wanted to give happiness to the person he loved, but he was worried about others giving it to him.

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