subtle trapping

Liao Zheng was devouring his meal, as if he was starving, but the long-term upbringing in his bones still made him behave like a son-in-law, but they all knew that he was really starving, and they were very distressed.

"Old Liao, eat slowly, or your stomach can't bear it. How long have you not eaten? You are so hungry..." But even though he said disgusting words, his hands were busy serving him soup , and handed the hot meal to him.

Liao Zheng told them the details of the process after eating. It turned out that they guessed right at first, and Meng Chengyang was in the province before he went far. When Liao Zheng found Meng Chengyang, he was in a remote mountain village. Someone from their village went to a neighboring county to deliver some mountain goods, only to see a missing person notice posted in a restaurant.

That person just casually said that this person is a bit like the person who came next door not long ago, and then the proprietress of the restaurant noticed it. Once there are clues, looking for someone is no longer a needle in a haystack.

Liao Zheng received the news that there was Meng Chengyang's whereabouts, and he froze for a few seconds, then went to look for him like crazy, couldn't even drive with trembling hands, touched his face fiercely, and then He pinched his thigh vigorously, maintained a trace of reason, and then drove to find someone.

Liao Zheng was driving anxiously on the expressway. When he got off the expressway, he saw someone waiting at the intersection. After chatting for a few words, the man led the way and entered the village. The road in the small village is particularly difficult, especially in this comparison Although the scenery in the remote village is really beautiful, Liao Zheng didn't care to look carefully, he only thought about that person.

Cars couldn't enter the alley, so they had to stop at the entrance of the village. Liao Zheng followed the person leading the way, and then stopped in front of a door. The person said, "Here we are, right here." Liao Zheng stopped, thinking He even felt a little bit of fear and panic, he was afraid that Meng Chengyang would not see him.

Pushing open the door, Meng Chengyang was sitting under the grape arbor in the yard, lying in a rocking chair basking in the sun, with his eyes closed, the sunlight cast mottled light and shadows on his face through the tiny gaps, Meng Chengyang seemed to be asleep, his hands There is also a book.

The man was about to call Meng Chengyang when Liao Zheng stopped him. The man looked at Liao Zheng and walked out.

The small courtyard was quiet, occasionally there were a few birdsong, and the sun was warm. Liao Zheng walked towards Meng Chengyang step by step, raising his trembling hand to touch his face, but he was caught by something. Tears welling up from time to time covered his face, Liao Zheng knelt down and hugged his head, his shoulders trembled and he choked with sobs.

I don't know how long it took before Meng Chengyang slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw the person sitting beside him was stunned, he rubbed his eyes hard again, but the person was still there, and Meng Chengyang was speechless for a long time.

Liao Zheng also looked at him without speaking, and the two looked at each other silently, looking into each other's eyes, one was deep, the other dodged, the one approached, and the other retreated.

After a long time, Meng Chengyang slowly said, "You, why are you here?"

The corners of Liao Zheng's eyes were still red, and his eyelids were a little swollen, but he kept looking at Meng Chengyang. He didn't answer his words, but said, "I'm hungry."

Meng Chengyang felt a little distressed when he saw Liao Zheng's obviously thinner body, the red corners of his eyes, his exhaustion, his thick dark circles, and his chin with obvious stubble. He whispered, "Why did you toss yourself like this?"

Liao Zheng just looked at Meng Chengyang but didn't speak, his eyes tightly wrapped around him, as if he was afraid that he would run away if he didn't pay attention. up.

"Well, I'll tell Aunt Zhang to cook earlier," Meng Chengyang said, then looked at Liao Zheng, hesitating, "I wonder if you're used to eating?"

Liao Zheng said, "I will eat whatever you eat."

Meng Chengyang turned his eyes away, and slowly got up from the reclining chair. Because of the long-term illness, Meng Chengyang's face had a kind of sickly paleness. His skin was already fair, and with this, his face was almost transparent. It looked weak under the sun, as if it would shatter if touched, Liao Zheng felt pain in his heart from being pulled, and he couldn't breathe in the pain.

Meng Chengyang was wearing casual linen cropped trousers, showing his thin ankles, his shirt sleeves were rolled up casually, and his wrists were also thin. He put down the book in his arms, and then walked into the house. Liao Zheng followed him step by step.

Liao Zheng has watched Meng Chengyang's paintings since he was a child. He likes to watch Meng Chengyang's paintings, and he prefers to watch Meng Chengyang. Meng Chengyang seems to be born like a character in a painting, without any trace of mortal dust, and every movement is graceful and smooth It's like art. In Liao Zheng's eyes, apart from Meng Chengyang, Meng Chengyang is still Meng Chengyang, and he can't hold anything else.

Liao Zheng watched as Meng Chengyang picked up the phone, made a call, and talked to the person on the other end of the phone with a slight smile. Liao Zhengxin had all eyes on him.

"Why don't you eat something else first?" Meng Chengyang said to Liao Zheng after making the phone call, but when he raised his head, he met Liao Zheng's straight eyes looking at him. Meng Chengyang turned his eyes away and said, "It seems that there are still some fruits." After speaking, he walked towards the inside.

Liao Zhengzheng was really hungry. He had been looking for Meng Chengyang with tense nerves and couldn't eat. Now he found his nerves and relaxed, and the hunger piling up for a long time came out all of a sudden. Liao Zheng's stomach growled.

Meng Chengyang searched for a long time to find a bag of leftover biscuits and some fruits. Liao Zheng didn't like fruits. Meng Chengyang knew it since he was a child. A little wanting to laugh, he took out a cup and wanted to pour water for him. Liao Zheng couldn't see that Meng Chengyang was busy, so he pushed Meng Chengyang onto the sofa. They all poured a glass.

Liao Zheng took a sip of water, the biscuit crumbs fell on the expensive clothes, he patted it off casually, and said, "This taste is different from what we used to eat."

Meng Chengyang was stunned, took a sip of water from the cup, and said in a low voice, "There is no such brand here."

Liao Zheng glanced at Meng Chengyang and continued to bite the biscuits. Meng Chengyang liked to eat milk salt soda biscuits since he was a child. To eat, Liao Zheng quietly bought them, and then gave them to Meng Chengyang. When they were young, the two often sneaked together in the room to eat biscuits.

Meng Chengyang ate it, and Liao Zheng also ate it. Meng Chengyang thought that Liao Zheng also liked it, so he gave half of it each time. Liao Zheng knew more about all kinds of delicious brands than Meng Chengyang. He likes to eat one brand, so Liao Zheng pampers him and buys him various flavors.

Every happy time they have together has the shadow of milk salt soda crackers, which are milky and crunchy.

Liao Zheng and others were playing on the court, and Meng Chengyang was sitting next to him eating milk salt soda biscuits. As soon as Liao Zheng turned his head, he saw Meng Chengyang biting the biscuits, smiling and waving to him.

Meng Chengyang's hands were covered with paint while painting in the studio. Liao Zheng fed him with biscuits.

Liao Zheng fought with others, scratched his skin and bled, and stood in front of Meng Chengyang aggrieved. Meng Chengyang was terrified, at a loss, and burst into tears. Liao Zheng said he wanted to eat biscuits, and Meng Chengyang quickly put all All the biscuits were fed to Liao Zheng, and it was later discovered that Liao Zheng had beaten four or five people by himself. Meng Chengyang was so distressed that his eyes were red and he was awkward. It was Liao Zheng who bought him biscuits to coax the good people.

What Meng Chengyang didn't know was that, in fact, it was because of him that this caused a vigorous fight between teenagers. Later, Lu Jinchu and Chen Shen asked Liao Zheng why he didn't call them. Liao Zheng glanced at them and said: "That's my business."

Both of them thought that this guy was a second-year-old and wanted to be a hero, so he ignored him. Later, he sighed when he remembered, this guy was playing tricks so early?

Meng Chengyang is very popular in the studio because of his good personality, well-behaved and handsome, especially gentle and elegant, many people like it, the teacher likes it, and his classmates also like it. As time goes by, everyone knows that Meng Chengyang likes to eat milk salt soda crackers Meng Chengyang generously gave the biscuits in Meng Chengyang's hand, and he accepted and ate the biscuits given to Meng Chengyang by others, but Liao Zheng found out about it later.

Liao Zheng lost his temper when he knew about it. Meng Chengyang didn't know how to coax others. He was always coaxed by Liao Zheng since he was a child. Although he was two years older than Liao Zheng, Liao Zheng usually doted on him. I got used to it before I even noticed it, this time Meng Chengyang was in a hurry.

"I won't give it to them anymore, don't be angry, okay?" Meng Chengyang tugged on Liao Zheng's sleeve and whispered.

Liao Zheng's stature began to grow crazily when he was in the second year of junior high school. He inherited good genes and played a lot of sports. He is tall and thin, a bit taller than Meng Chengyang. Meng Chengyang has a small face. There is still a little baby fat, round and round, Liao Zheng usually likes to pinch his face.

Now Meng Chengyang was looking up, his eyes were filled with anxiety. Liao Zheng wanted to pinch him when he saw it, but he held back.

At that time, Meng Chengyang was really angry when he saw that Liao Zheng didn't speak. He was so anxious that he didn't know what to do. He thought of something in his desperation, so he stood on tiptoe and kissed Liao Zheng, comfortingly said: "Don't Get angry, okay, I'll give you all my biscuits."

It was the first kiss between a 16-year-old boy and a 14-year-old boy.

Liao Zheng always remembered the warm and gentle touch on his cheeks, and the way Meng Chengyang stood on tiptoe carefully.

Liao Zheng's anger dissipated completely, and he lost all temper. He subconsciously hugged Meng Chengyang's waist, leaned into his ear and said, "That's the biscuit I bought for you. It's just yours, no one else's." Don't give it to others, and you can't take other people's things, you can only eat mine."

Seeing that Liao Zheng's anger had subsided, Meng Chengyang quickly nodded with a smile, and said obediently, "Well, Xiaozheng's is the best, as long as Xiaozheng's is."

Liao Zheng felt very relieved, touched Meng Chengyang's waist, and said, "Hey, your waist is so thin." After speaking, he squeezed and hugged him again, and said very satisfied, "It's so nice to hug. "

Meng Chengyang was so itchy by him, he struggled and smiled, "Itchy, stop it, itchy..."

Liao Zheng looked at Meng Chengyang and smiled, feeling itchy in his heart, and unconsciously clenched Meng Chengyang's slender waist with his hands.