Refinement, masculinity

Meng Ling fell into a deep sleep. In his dream, there was an endless blackness. The ground was made of unknown material. In the extreme darkness, there was glistening water, but there was no reflection, and even the sound of footsteps could not be heard. Occasionally, there is a breeze in the air, with very light sobbing, intermittent, making people feel inexplicably sad and depressed.

With his hands in his pockets, he walked slowly along the direction of the wind. He had a wide field of vision. There was clearly nothing in front of him, but after walking ten steps, he could see a person curled up not far away. His gaze paused, and he walked slowly up. before, looking at him indifferently.

"Meng Xiaodong," Meng Ling said slowly, "we finally met."

Meng Xiaodong hugged his knees with both hands, buried his head deeply in his arms, when he heard a voice raised his head, his pretty face was covered with tears, and he asked blankly, "Who are you?"

Meng Ling raised his eyebrows, not knowing what a dual personality looked like in the eyes of the other party. In his eyes, Meng Xiaodong still had that pretty face, but judging by Meng Xiaodong's performance, he didn't seem to think that they looked alike, but this was not what he cared about. Question, he asked indifferently: "Have you heard of dual personality?"

Meng Xiaodong shuddered suddenly, in disbelief: "You...you are..."

Meng Ling nodded, and said calmly, "I don't know when I appeared. I watched the show for half a year. You are really stupid."

Meng Xiaodong shuddered again, choking with sobs: "What do you know, no one has ever treated me so well."

"How good is he to you? Apart from smiling at you every day and talking to you once in a while, what else has he done? Oh, he gave you a mobile phone, but it was for the convenience of contacting you, thanks to you being a treasure all day "Meng Ling looked indifferent, and said unceremoniously, "Do you think about it because he likes you? You have been dating for half a year, and you have held hands three times and hugged once. The duration was very short, and they were all to appease you. What Le Rong said is true, he just looks down on you and despises you."

Meng Xiaodong's face turned pale: "Shut up!"

"It's nothing to be cheated, but you are stupid if you don't want to admit the truth when you know you've been cheated." Meng Ling paused every word, "You are really pathetic and pitiful."

"I told you to shut up!" Meng Xiaodong broke down again, tears could not stop falling, obviously reaching the limit, "I don't believe it! You and Le Rong are liars, I don't believe you, I have nothing, I only have him ...He won't lie to me, he made me believe him, I will definitely believe him, I..."

Before he finished speaking, he only heard a "pa", his head was knocked to the side, and he was a little dazed for a moment, and then he slowly felt a burst of burning pain. He covered his face and shrank back in fear.

"Are you awake?" Meng Ling withdrew his hand, his expression remained unchanged, his voice was very calm, without any anger, "You really have nothing, but you can fight, if all the orphans in the world are like you, then don't live Now, look at the house you stayed in during the winter vacation, he is also an orphan, and he is living just as well now, how about you?"

Meng Xiaodong wept silently, without saying a word.

Meng Ling knelt down in front of him and looked at him calmly, not knowing what was going on in his heart. He actually hoped that Meng Xiaodong would disappear forever, but after watching the play for half a year and witnessing the whole process of being cheated, he replaced him. I don't think it's worth it.

He said softly: "You are where you are today because you asked for it. You are often bullied because you dare not resist and are not smart enough, which makes those people worse. You will always be weak, you feel that you are inferior and pitiful, you will always be like this, you will become more and more cowardly and timid, you dare not even speak out loudly, and you are useless and stupid as hell, what do you think you are doing alive?"

A suppressed choked sob came from Meng Xiaodong's throat, and more tears came out. Meng Ling moved his body, sat on the ground, and stopped talking. Meng Xiaodong cried for a long time before he stopped, and slowly wiped away his tears. His voice was hoarse: "You that's right."

Meng Ling hummed, but didn't even give him a look.

Meng Xiaodong sniffed, focused on him, and stared at him: "You and I look a bit alike, but you are prettier than me."

"Oh." Meng Ling was very calm. Anyway, the outer shell would not change. He was not at all curious about what he looked like in the other party's eyes.

"What's your name?"

"Meng Ling."

"Oh."

"Ah."

Meng Xiaodong: "..."

Meng Ling: "..."

The atmosphere froze for a while. Meng Xiaodong was not as calm as Meng Ling. After a long silence, he couldn't help it: "What Le Rong said...is it true?"

Meng Ling knew that he wanted to talk, and finally looked at him again: "What do you think?"

Meng Xiaodong's eyes started to turn red again, he took a deep breath, but did not shed tears: "I think it's..." He only felt the pain in his heart, and he finished his words with difficulty, "...it's true."

"Well, you're not stupid enough yet."

Meng Xiaodong subconsciously wanted to lower her head, but recalling what she said just now, she raised her head again: "She said I have something on me..."

"there is."

Meng Xiaodong was startled: "You know?"

"I only know that there is something, but I don't know what it is." Meng Ling briefly explained the function of ignoring the prohibition and the fact that the hypocrite used him to steal the spirit grass, and looked at him, "Now you understand why he deliberately approached you .”

Meng Xiaodong's eyes became hot, but he couldn't hold it back, and hurriedly wiped away his tears: "How did you know?"

Meng Ling avoided answering: "Let me ask you a question, what should you do if you meet Qi Jun after waking up?"

Meng Xiaodong froze for a moment, then shook his head: "I... I don't know either."

"If you look like this, he can see through you in just a few words, do you believe me?"

Meng Xiaodong acquiesced.

"Listen well, no matter what he asks, you are not allowed to confess me. Put it all on Le Rong, and say that she told you this." Meng Ling paused slightly, only feeling a little fuzzy, and suddenly understood something , stood up, "I don't seem to have to worry, the body belongs to me."

Meng Xiaodong was startled: "What do you mean?"

Meng Ling looked down at him: "If one day you confront Qi Jun and Qi Jun confesses the matter, apologizes to you and asks you to continue helping him, will you be willing?"

Meng Xiaodong opened his mouth: "I..."

"Stupid."

Meng Xiaodong: "..." He didn't say anything yet.

"I've already told you the danger, but you'll still help him with some sweet words, won't you?" Meng Ling stared at him until he looked down. He turned and left, "Even if you die for him He won't even blink, think about it."

His figure quickly disappeared, leaving only Meng Xiaodong sitting there sadly, silent.

Meng Ling opened his eyes, and in front of him was a familiar dormitory, with an arm across his waist, and someone's regular breathing could be heard clearly in his ear, he turned his head to look at Duan Cheng, and pushed him.

Last night he wanted to go to McDonald's to deal with it all night, but since he met Duan Cheng, he no longer wronged himself to stay up all night, but asked Duan Cheng to send him back to the dormitory, and set up illusions and enchantments, so that the people in the dormitory would still think he was He didn't come back. When it was almost dawn, Duan Cheng would take him downstairs while he was asleep and put him on the bench in the dormitory area, so that when Meng Xiaodong woke up, he would feel that he was thrown down by Le Rong, but he didn't expect Being able to talk to Meng Xiaodong, let alone gain control of his body, the original plan had to be changed accordingly.

Duan Cheng woke up quickly, opened his eyes and met his eyes, startled, thought it was Meng Xiaodong, then fixed his eyes, and immediately hugged him happily: "Daughter-in-law~"

"..." Meng Ling pushed him away silently.

Duan Cheng begged Bai Lai to hold his hand and put it on his lips to kiss, and asked curiously, "Why is it you?"

"Well, he's been too stimulated, and he won't be able to figure it out in a short time."

"That's great!" Duan Cheng pressed him into his arms and rubbed him, then leaned forward and kissed his neck wantonly.

It took Meng Ling a lot of effort to tear him apart: "I'll go wash up before dawn, and then you take me out."

Duan Cheng was surprised: "Where are you going?"

"Throw it into a hospital at random, and then notify my homeroom teacher." Meng Ling got up and got dressed, "I will have nothing to do with you after that."

Duan Cheng was even more puzzled: "What are you going to do?"

"Now I am in control of the body, too much change in personality will make people suspicious."

Duan Cheng understood: "Pretend to have amnesia?"

Meng Ling glanced at him appreciatively, and before he even opened his mouth, he heard him say, "Don't praise me, your husband is always smart."

"..." Meng Ling opened the door silently and went out.

Duan Cheng followed him all the way, and took him downstairs after he packed up, went to have breakfast first, and then took him to the hospital: "This is opened by my family, you can have any proof you want."

Meng Ling was surprised: "Isn't your family a family of cultivators?"

"My family is different from ordinary families, I will tell you slowly in the future."

Meng Ling didn't ask any more questions. He lay on the bed in the emergency room and watched him arrange everything. He thanked him and reminded, "Don't forget what I told you."

Duan Cheng nodded obediently: "Kiss me."

Meng Ling: "..."

"What are you doing, you didn't let me sleep with you last night, so you can't kiss me today?"

Meng Ling: "..."

"Don't look at me like that, we've already kissed, what's the matter with a kiss? Ah? What, what, la!"

Meng Ling endured it, and endured it again, feeling that he really owed him too much, so he took a breath, leaned over as if death was at home, and quickly touched his face.

Duan Cheng stretched out his hands to hold the back of his head to prevent him from retreating, he tilted his head to cover his lips, and kissed him lingeringly, he let go after a long time, licked the corners of his mouth, and walked away arrogantly.

Meng Ling's homeroom teacher came in time. After talking with the doctor, he found out that it was amnesia, so he invited the director of the orphanage. After discussing with them, they decided to let him go back to school. Maybe he could remember something.

It was almost noon at this time, and the class teacher specially asked the class monitor to take good care of him. The class was agitated for a while, and they surrounded him curiously. But Meng Xiaodong didn't have many friends, and Meng Ling was mostly silent, so everyone dispersed quickly.

Meng Ling glanced at the time, and got up to go to the bathroom before class was over. Qi Jun happened to be standing in the corridor, and when he saw him, he stepped forward with a gentle smile on his face: "Xiaodong."

Meng Ling didn't look sideways, passed him and continued walking.

Qi Jun's smile froze, he hurriedly grabbed him, and asked worriedly: "What's wrong with you? I asked you during recess, and they said you didn't come, are you feeling unwell?"

Meng Ling broke away slowly, brushed off his sleeves in disgust, and looked at him calmly.

Hypocrites, we're finally coming face to face.