Lock text system: The hero please respect yourself

Lan Mingsu lay on his shoulder.The hair was wet, mixed with Jian Shaomei's, it was hard to tell whose.The breath has calmed down, but they leaned against each other and did not separate. Lan Mingsu held his face and kissed him carefully.

We are all Chinese and don't like to talk about love and love, but the more we can't say it, the more it accumulates in our hearts, fermenting like wine.

"What do you want to do after the matter is over?" Jian Shaomei asked.

"……go back to work."

"I know you're going back to work, what else?"

"..." Lan Mingsu was speechless.His life was boring, and he never had anything else to do, so he asked, "What about you?"

Jian Shaomei hugged him tightly, and whispered: "...I want to date you."

"........."

"Have dinner, go back to your house to play the piano for you, and then stay at your house overnight..." Jian Shaomei smiled and bit his lips lightly, "...I want to be by your side all night and night, let you Can't sleep."

"..." Lan Mingsu blushed slightly, "Okay."

"........."

Everything is good, good, this kind of thing is good, so obedient, it doesn't matter when someone sells it.

Their bodies have never been separated, and Jian Shaomei pressed his waist to push them closer, making them more tightly bound.The evil fire in his body suddenly flowed, Lan Mingsu took a deep breath, lowered his head with a smile, and leaned on his shoulder.

"do you like it."

"I like it." Lan Mingsu was ashamed.For Jian Shaomei's affirmation and praise, he has always given it generously.

His legs tightened uncontrollably.

Jian Shaomei didn't know about this place at first, but he guessed that it might be a real KTV, so he didn't ask.A careful person like Lan Mingsu thinks this place is safe, so this place must be safe.

Jian Shaomei felt a little annoyed, picked up her phone to check the time, and whispered: "It's almost midnight, it's time to go."

"En." Lan Mingsu lowered his head and slowly got up.

Jian Shaomei: "..."

... He just said something casually, and this person really had to leave.

He restrained the desire to pull Lan Mingsu to sit down again.

Lan Mingsu picked up the white shirt on the sofa: "Qian Yao looked for me today."

Jian Shaomei raised her eyebrows.

"Everything is going according to plan. I'm going home for dinner next week, and I'll pretend to tell her Qian Yao's intentions."

"You want to see your mother."

"Ah."

"...Can I go with you?"

Lan Mingsu turned around: "...what are you going to do?"

Jian Shaomei lowered her head, and flicked her messy hair casually with her fingers: "I'm afraid you won't be safe by yourself. Forget it...it's okay."

"........."

Lan Mingsu didn't know what to say.It's not that he doesn't want to take him home, but his mother...

Lan Mingsu put on her clothes and picked up the phone.There are very few people looking for him now. He didn't know when he developed the habit of flipping through Weibo casually. Once he unlocked it, a profile photo of Jian Shaomei appeared on the screen.

The number of fans has reached 98, and the various comments under the photo are approaching [-], and it has been on the hot search several times.Guo Beilin really paid a lot of money for his debut. Before his face was officially revealed and the album was released, many media predicted that he would be the most popular newcomer in the next few years.

Young, talented, and attractive in appearance, if Jian Shaomei didn't do stupid things that ruined his future, within five years, he would definitely have a place among the first-line stars.

And this young man who is soaring and about to soar into the sky is standing beside him at this moment.

[Look at me, look at me!I am your wife! 】

[No one is allowed to sleep with him!Only I can sleep! 】

Lan Mingsu watched the countless shouts.

"What's wrong?" Jian Shaomei asked softly.

Lan Mingsu buckled the phone, suddenly pulled Jian Shaomei's tie, pulled his face in front of her, and blocked it with his mouth.The two stood and kissed, and the kiss deepened. Jian Shaomei put his arms around his waist, pushed him against the wall, and whispered in a dazed way: "Let's go to the hotel tonight, go to his Qian Yao, I I don't want to care about anything."

"........."

Lan Mingsu closed his eyes.

I was impulsive just now, but now it is difficult to end.

...It's just that he didn't want to end up either.

Lan Mingsu gently pushed Jian Shaomei away, looked at him intently, and said restrainedly: "I want you to only look at me, no matter how many people like you... Isn't it selfish?"

Jian Shaomei's eyes moved slightly: "No."

Lan Mingsu didn't dare to look at him, she lowered her head and said, "It's late at night, let's go back... Let's talk about the future."

Jian Shaomei grabbed his wrists: "Mr. Lan, please make it clear..."

Lan Mingsu hugged him and whispered in his ear: "Shaomei, do you want me?"

"……Um."

"I, I..." Lan Mingsu stammered.

"Speak, don't be afraid." Jian Shaomei kissed his lips lightly.

Lan Mingsu's eyelashes trembled: "I'm afraid I hurt you, I'm afraid you'll regret it...you don't have to live like me..."

"I can get married, have children, and have a happy family?"

"Ah."

Jian Shaomei kissed him on the forehead, and sighed softly: "Mr. Lan, don't you understand? I don't want to do those things with others at all."

~

Jian Shaomei seemed to have something on her mind, and had been in a daze for a few days.

Guo Beilin couldn't care about anything, Jian Shaomei held the guitar from time to time, and scribbled notes on paper, sometimes he didn't eat, sleep or talk, and his hair was like a pile of weeds.This was his state when he was creating, and he couldn't be disturbed. Guo Beilin quietly asked people to withdraw temporarily, so that Jian Shaomei could write new songs without any psychological burden.

In the middle of writing that day, he suddenly picked up the recorded score and tore it up.

It is extremely rare for him to look like this, Guo Beilin was quiet for a long time: "Can't you write well?"

Jian Shaomei lowered her head dejectedly: "I can't write the feeling I want."

"..." Guo Beilin looked at him silently, walked slowly to his side, and patted his shoulder lightly, "Let's go to Lan Mingsu's house for dinner, he is on vacation today, he shouldn't be working."

Jian Shaomei picked up her coat and ran out.

Lan Mingsu had given him a key to the house, and when he arrived, there was no one at home, probably Lan Mingsu had gone shopping.He opened the door with a key and smelled himself. He hadn't bathed for two or three days, and his whole body smelled strange.He found a set of Lan Mingsu's home clothes and walked into the bathroom.

The water was rushing, and after a while, the sound of opening the door came from the living room. Jian Shaomei picked up the shower head and quickly washed off the soap foam on her body, tied a towel around her waist, and wiped her hair walked out.

"Mr. Lan, it's me—"

His voice stopped abruptly, and he met the three people in the living room.

Standing in the middle was a strange middle-aged woman, who turned around quickly when she saw his appearance, and the man in his thirties who looked somewhat similar to Lan Mingsu, also turned away immediately.Lan Mingsu had already bowed his head and walked up, took off his coat and put it on him: "Why don't you tell me you're here?"

"I just wanted to see you all of a sudden..."

"Go get dressed."

"This is..." Jian Shaomei panicked in her heart.

"My mother, and my brother."

Jian Shaomei's eyelashes trembled, and her nose became slightly sore.

~

"Hello, Auntie, my name is Jian Shaomei." Jian Shaomei smiled, wearing a neat shirt and trousers, with her legs gathered, sitting on the sofa in a very tutored manner.

Just now, the team leader and several major criminal investigators have come to say hello, asking them to have dinner first, and discuss the next steps in the evening.Jian Shaomei felt that her first impression was too bad, and she couldn't get in the conversation, so she had to stand and wait.

"Hello." Lan Mu is a very temperamental woman, tall and thin, with clear eyebrows. It can be seen where Lan Mingsu inherited her good looks.Holding a teacup, she said kindly, "I've heard about you. Are you studying music?"

"I'm a senior this year, and I'm about to graduate."

"How did you meet?"

Lan Mingsu's eyelids moved.

Jian Shaomei smiled: "...I met at work."

The man sitting beside him subconsciously glanced at Lan Mingsu, his eyes moved slightly, revealing an intriguing question.

Lan Mingsu said: "It's getting late, let's go out and have dinner."

The woman said politely: "It's not convenient to talk outside, so you can eat something here, it's okay to be simple."

"...Alright. There are still some dishes in the kitchen."

Jian Shaomei quickly stood up: "I will help Mr. Lan cook."

He followed Lan Mingsu to the kitchen, and asked anxiously in a low voice, "Why is your mother here? Didn't you agree that you are going to find her?"

"She wants to discuss the countermeasures with the team leader in detail, and she also needs to meet Qian Yao for dinner. We discussed it and took it as she was worried and couldn't wait to rush over by herself, so it would save trouble."

Jian Shaomei glanced at her quietly again, wanting to cry but without tears: "Does she have a particularly bad impression of me now?"

Lan Mingsu: "...No."

"She saw that I was shirtless, and saw me in your bathroom, she must think that I ... what happened to you ..." Jian Shaomei's nose was sour.

Lan Mingsu thought in his heart, that's not wronging you... right?

"She won't do anything to you, don't worry about it." He comforted.

With Jian Shaomei's background, even if his mother objected in her heart, she would not say it outright... The elders do things like this. If they don't want to talk to Jian Shaomei's father directly, they will definitely not show any emotion on the surface.

"How can I please her?"

Lan Mingsu was silent for a moment, then raised his head and said: "Aren't you very good at attracting aunts? I see that there are quite a few who call you dear sons and good sons."

"Don't make trouble."

"...you can answer whatever she asks."

"Really..." Jian Shaomei was chopping vegetables uneasily, "I'm just afraid..." Suddenly, someone touched his waist lightly, Jian Shaomei was startled, and immediately turned away.

"Your mother is here, don't move around."

Lan Mingsu blushed slightly: "Yes."

So calm and calm, I have never seen him be so careful before...

The man sitting on the sofa looked at them from a distance without any trace, and said softly as if talking to himself: "Mingsu seems to like this boy very much."

Mother Lan didn't speak, just holding tea.

"It's rare to see him so happy... Although he doesn't say it, the concern in his eyes is real." The man said meaningfully.

Mother Lan stared blankly at the teacup in her hand.

~

Even though Jian Shaomei didn't have much family life, she felt that the relationship between Lan Mingsu's family was really weird.At the dinner table, they were as polite as strangers. Lan Mingsu didn’t like to talk, and neither did his brother. Lan Mingsu casually asked about his brother’s and mother’s jobs, but couldn’t find anything to talk about. What he said also revolved around Jian Shaomei.

After dinner, Lan Mingsu went to take a shower, and his brother went inside to send a few work emails. Only Lan Mu and Jian Shaomei were left in the living room.

Mother Lan stood outside the window, silently looking at the row of cars on the opposite street: "Which car is it that monitors Mingsu?"

"From the front, the sixth car."

Mother Lan nodded, and after a long time, she asked again: "Mingsu is very good with you."

Jian Shaomei whispered, "I like Mr. Lan."

Mother Lan blushed slightly, as if she was extremely uncomfortable with such a direct expression: "You are also born..."

"...No, I'm not interested in other men."

Mother Lan was startled.

"Emotions are hard to say." Jian Shaomei showed an indescribable expression on her face, "I have never liked anyone since I was a child. I only like music. I didn't know until I met Mr. Lan. He is also a piece of music, the longer you listen to it, the happier you will be..."

Blue Mother lowered her head.First love, why didn't she have such a pure relationship with Lan Mingsu's father back then?

She was silent for a moment: "You can see that Mingsu and I don't have a good relationship."

"........."

"Want to know why?"

Jian Shaomei didn't dare to speak out.

Mother Lan signaled with her eyes, and Jian Shaomei quietly took out the earplugs and turned them off.

Mother Lan looked out of the window for a long time without saying a word, and said softly: "Actually, it's my fault too, it's all my fault."

~

Lan Mingsu came out in casual clothes, wiping her head with a towel, and all the family members disappeared, leaving only Jian Shaomei sitting on the sofa.

Lan Mingsu asked casually, "Did they go to the next door?"

"Ah."

Lan Mingsu poured himself a glass of water, and not long after, a person stuck to his back, stroking his waist: "Why doesn't your apartment have surveillance cameras installed by Qian Yao?"

"It was installed, I found it out, and I returned the camera to him personally."

Jian Shaomei laughed softly.

"What did you say to my mother just now?"

"It's nothing." Jian Shaomei pressed her chin on his shoulder, gently took off his earplugs and closed them, and slowly tightened her arms around his waist.

"what are you going to do?"

Jian Shaomei said in a low voice: "Mr. Lan, what happened before is in the past."

Lan Mingsu's body moved.He wanted to turn around, but Jian Shaomei hugged him tightly: "Mingsu, don't be afraid... There is nothing wrong with you."

Fear climbed up from the bottom of my heart like a vine, and Lan Mingsu's body trembled slightly.

Do not……

Jian Shaomei put her lips on his neck, and said in a barely audible voice: "I never knew why your temperament is so restrained, you are so young, but you are just waiting for the days to pass , don’t want the future, and don’t dare to pursue anything…”

"Those are long gone..." he said calmly.

"No, there is no past...you are still afraid." Jian Shaomei kissed his ear, "Now you are not alone, you have me."

When I was in the second year of high school, I realized that I was different from others. How scared should I be at that time?He was so scared that he couldn't sleep, and there was no one to complain, so he told the mother he had always respected and admired tremblingly.

Lan Mingsu closed her eyes, Jian Shaomei's smell enveloped her whole body like rain and mist.

His mother was his only hope, but that hope was not shattered.After the mother was silent, she reassured him that it didn't matter if he was different from others, and told him not to talk to anyone for the time being, but to study well first and get admitted to the ideal university.

He worked hard with joy and finally lived up to expectations.

It's a pity that just after the college entrance examination, his mother sent him to a place where he was treated for three months.

"What kind of... treatment did you receive there?" Jian Shaomei hugged him tightly.

"Electric shock, medicine..." Lan Mingsu's lips trembled slightly.

The memory came back, like dust flying up in the dark corner of my heart, that corner was full of spider webs, there was pain everywhere, and there was no room for sunlight.

"Voluntary?"

"I don't know, I don't understand, I don't want to be a son who disappoints her..."

Scared, so scared, as if the 17-year-old was also hiding in that corner, waiting silently and alone.

What is he waiting for?

Jian Shaomei hugged him tightly and leaned against the wall: "Mingsu, Mr. Lan, you have never been wrong, you are the best person I have ever met in my life, the kindest and gentlest person... "

Is it?

The curtain was lifted, and the scorching sun shone on him.

Lan Mingsu covered his eyes, feeling weak all over, and began to cry softly.