After falling in love with the disabled president at first sight

Yin Mo didn't answer this question right away, Cheng Cheng was a little nervous, and the rag in his hand was twisted into a ball by him, but he didn't urge him anymore, just stood quietly by the table with his head down and waited.

After a long time, Yin Mo said, "It has nothing to do with you."

"How could it have nothing to do with me?" Cheng Cheng suddenly raised his head, bit his lips, "Yin Mo, if you have a boyfriend, just tell me, no matter how much you like me, I will never meddle in other people's feelings But as long as you are still single, it doesn’t matter if you still have someone else in your heart temporarily, I will try my best to put myself in your heart and take his place.”

He didn't use the honorific title for Yin Mo anymore. At such a time, he hoped that the two of them would be equal and could talk about their emotional relationship, not between the employer and a housekeeper who lived temporarily at home.

Yin Mo didn't care how Cheng Cheng called him, and his attention was all on what the other party said.

He knew that the fastest and most effective way to reject the young man in front of him was to tell him that he was not single.

When it comes to matters of right and wrong, he believes that Cheng Cheng can definitely do what he says, as long as he shows that he has someone he is dating, he will really give up on the convenience, but he finds that he is... reluctant.

Cheng Cheng's feelings are sincere, brave, and passionate, it is so simple and beautiful, even if he cannot accept it, he should not let such feelings end in a simple lie.

He closed his eyes, finished the last struggle, and said indifferently: "Just because I'm currently single doesn't mean I can accept your feelings."

Cheng Cheng got the answer he wanted, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Singleness is enough, and I will work hard for the rest."

Yin Mo's eyes lingered on his radiant face for a few seconds, then quickly moved away: "Go out."

Lu Cheng was taken aback, and raised the poor rag in his hand that had been trampled by him for a long time: "But I haven't finished cleaning the study."

"Get out!" Yin Mo's voice raised a bit, with an undeniable majesty.

Cheng Cheng had no choice but to say: "Okay, I'll go out, don't be angry."

After speaking, he glanced at Yin Mo again, turned around and left the study.

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When Cheng Cheng finished cleaning the area on the first floor and went upstairs, he found that the door of the study room was open, and Yin Mo was no longer inside.

He searched a few places, and finally found the man smoking on the terrace.

At three or four in the afternoon, the sun had not yet set, and the temperature outside was very high, but Yin Mo seemed not to be affected at all, just exposed to the sun.

There were more than a dozen cigarette butts stuck in the ashtray on the rattan table beside the wheelchair. If Cheng Cheng remembered correctly, he had cleaned the ashtray only at noon.

What is Yin Mo worrying about?Is it work, is it the man in the photo, or... what he just said in the study?

But he just expressed his determination to pursue the other party.

Standing behind Yin Mo, Cheng Cheng looked at the short light brown hair that was whitened by the sun, at the still sharp back wrapped in the silk nightgown, at the cigarettes that were constantly changing between the slender fingers, and finally Still raised his hand and knocked on the glass door of the terrace.

Before Yin Mo could react, he had already opened the door and walked to the terrace.

Across the rattan table, he sat down on the chair at the other end. Instead of looking at Yin Mo, he squinted his eyes and looked at the distant mountains together with Yin Mo. Finally, he asked softly, "Can I have a cigarette?"

Yin Mo raised the cigarette in his hand and took a puff. The smoke was lingering and he said lightly: "Kids can't smoke."

Cheng Cheng doesn't like being treated like a child, especially in front of Yin Mo, he turned his head, looked at the calm man and emphasized: "I'm already an adult."

"Yeah." Yin Mo's eyes were still in the distance, and he didn't move after answering.

"Yin Mo." Cheng Cheng yelled, but he didn't know what to say, he pursed his lips, and finally reached out his hand out of anger and took the cigarette from Yin Mo's fingertips, and smoked it quickly before Yin Mo could react a mouthful.

The few times he tried it before, he only took small sips, but he gave up when he found that he didn't like it. This time he inhaled quickly, sucking in a big gulp into his lungs, and immediately began to cough violently.

He coughed until his entire face was flushed, tears rolled down the corners of his eyes, and dripped on his pajama pants. The man beside him finally responded.

Yin Mo pressed the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray, frowned and said, "Adult children can't smoke either."

Cheng Cheng was still coughing, his cough was piercing, obviously the sequelae of smoking a puff were not so serious, but his throat seemed to be choked by something, and he couldn't stop coughing no matter what.

Yin Mo controlled the wheelchair and turned to leave, leaving him alone. He changed his posture and buried his head on his knees. Slowly, he couldn't tell whether he was crying because he was coughing or whether he was coughing because he was crying.

He did not deny that he fell in love with Yin Mo at first sight because of his appearance, but after getting along with him, it was not only his appearance that could attract him.

Even after going through such a big accident, even if he lost his legs, Yin Mo is still a very gentle person in his bones. He will take him in because he has nowhere to go, insist on sending him to the hospital when he burns his hand, and will take him in when he is afraid. Accompany him to sleep.

It is said that distance produces beauty, but he and Yin Mo get along day and night, not only is there no disillusionment, but the more they get along, the more excited they become.

From the initial love at first sight, to living in a villa with a stern face, and then trying to get close to each other, for him, every step is very happy, he never finds it hard, but he can't bear Yin Mo's death because of his liking and hard work. feel troubled.

He seemed to have suddenly lost his way forward, and he didn't know if it was meaningful for him to persist.

How determined he was in the study in the afternoon, and how sad he was when he saw Yin Mo smoking half a pack of cigarettes alone on the terrace.

I don't know if God sensed his emotions, a dark cloud floated in the originally clear sky, and it started to rain like this.

The raindrops hit the terrace and made a "crackling" sound. After a long journey, Cheng realized that the rain hadn't landed on him. He raised his head in a daze, and caught the man's deep gaze unexpectedly.

The wheelchair stopped right in front of him, and the distance between the two was less than half a meter. He was just immersed in his own thoughts, and he didn't notice the sound at all. Yin Mo didn't know how long he just looked at him without saying a word.

Cheng Cheng didn't dare to think how embarrassed he was at this time, maybe it was several times more miserable than the day he met Yin Mo, he wanted to bury his head on his knees, but the other party handed him a pack of toilet paper first.

"Scrub."

Yin Mo held an umbrella in one hand, and the big black umbrella separated the rain curtain, separating them from the outside world into two different worlds.

Yin Mo still had no expression on his face.But for some reason, Cheng Cheng heard a softness in these two simple words.

He stretched out his hand in a daze, took out a piece of paper and wiped the corners of his eyes, then he didn't know what to do, he could only look at the man in front of him again in confusion.

Yin Mo seemed to sigh softly, threw the pack of toilet paper on the rattan table aside, took out two sheets from it with one hand, and began to wipe for Cheng Cheng.

The tissue was almost soaked when it slid from the cheek to the chin, so he changed two more and pressed it on both sides of the young man's nose.

Realizing what he was going to do, Cheng Cheng's back stiffened in an instant, he raised his hand to press the paper, and said in a panic, "I...I, I will do it myself."

There was a strong nasal voice in the words.

Yin Mo didn't say anything, and let go of his hand.

Cheng Cheng didn't dare to use any force at all, and woke up his nose slightly, but still made an obvious noise.

He put down the paper, and Yin Mo drew a few more for him, so he had no choice but to continue what he had just done.

Cheng Cheng felt that he was going crazy with embarrassment, and he couldn't even care about being sad. His mind was full of images of himself appearing in front of Yin Mo with snot and tears all over his face.

After about a century, he found his voice and said, "Let's go in first."

"Yes." Yin Mo looked at the umbrella in his hand and handed it to him.

Cheng Cheng stood up and moved closer to Yin Mo to make sure that the other party would not get caught in the rain, and then carefully moved with the wheelchair.

After putting away the umbrella and entering the house, Yin Mo seemed to be going to continue working, and he was about to prepare dinner, but his legs seemed to be conscious, and he followed Yin Mo into the study.

Yin Mo noticed the person still following behind, turned around and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"I didn't cry." Cheng Cheng knelt down and defended himself in a low voice.

"Ah."

"I just choked," he added.

"Ah."

He ran out of words, and finally gave up on himself and said, "I'm sorry."

Yin Mo raised his eyes: "Why do you apologize?"

"I don't want to upset you, if my pursuit makes you...make you feel..."

Lu Cheng's nose was a little acidic again, he paused for a while, and was about to continue, when Yin Mo said, "No."

His thoughts were interrupted, and he could only look at the man in confusion.

"No worries." Yin Mo turned his back to him and whispered, "Let's go cook."

The author has something to say: indirect kissing (√)

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It is beautiful to be in love with each other, but unrequited love will be very hard. If you are unrequitedly in love with the other party, and the other party still thinks you are a trouble, then it will be very hopeless

Cheng Cheng thinks he is the third type, but in fact he is the first type

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感谢在2020-08-0916:45:39~2020-08-1021:21:15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: Yan Zai 1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Cheng Nanchen 2;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of cats falling in love with fish;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!