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?? He Pingsui's originally fierce movements slowed down a little, and ? gently pulled his face.

??The overhead light illuminated the room like daytime. Meng Tinghe was lying on the piled quilt, the flushing of the corners of his eyes and the smile in his eyes were clearly visible.

??He Pingsui took off the tie on his hand, stroked the red marks on it, and pecked him on the lips: "Thank you, baby."

?? Meng Tinghe moved his wrist, ? fumbled for a few seconds on the messy bedside with his backhand, ? turned off the vibrating phone alarm clock.

??He Pingsui grabbed Meng Tinghe's hand back and blew on his wrist.

??The movement moved a certain unspeakable part, and a small muffled groan escaped from Meng Tinghe's lips uncontrollably.

??He Pingsui's lingering vicious aura completely dissipated,? His words were full of helplessness and tenderness: "Why did you set the alarm clock?"

??Meng Tinghe's voice was a little nasal, and he answered the question seriously: "Because I have to get stuck."

?? A sense of ritual at zero point? Although it seems to spoil the atmosphere a bit.

???

??…

?? Interrupted by this,? All movements become light and gentle.

?? At the last moment,? He Pingsui carried Meng Tinghe to another room, and? put his lover on the clean and tidy bed.

??Meng Tinghe was so tired and sleepy that he could barely open his eyes.?One hand was still stubbornly grabbing He Pingsui's fingers.

"I'll turn off the light and go to sleep." He Pingsui coaxed him while turning off the lights in the room, leaving only a small lamp in the corner.

?? I don't know which word in his sentence touched Meng Tinghe's point. As soon as the words fell, Meng Tinghe, who was still sleepy, tried to open his eyes, and stared at He Pingsui for a few minutes. Seconds, and looked at the only light source in the room.

"What's wrong?" He Pingsui asked while touching his face.

??Meng Tinghe looked at him and said, "I want to turn off the lights."

??The voice is light and soft, no different from acting like a baby.

??He Pingsui looked down at Meng Tinghe.

?? The person who was looking at him was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open, but he still looked at him seriously and expectantly.

??The beautiful eyes are soaked in mist, gentle and calm, more attractive than the starry sky and light.

??He Pingsui paused for a long time, then replied in a low voice: "Okay."

??…

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?? When the sun shines in through the gap in the curtains, He Pingsui suddenly opened his eyes.

??It's dawn.

?? Without the expected nightmare and awakening, he slept very smoothly until dawn.Even if it is inevitable to fall into a dream, there are still gentle eyes of her boyfriend inside.

??He Pingsui stroked Meng Tinghe's graceful and neat ridgeline, kissed his forehead, and was forced to leave the bed to go to work.

??Before he got up, Meng Tinghe followed his body temperature and hugged him up again.

?? "Clingy."

?? Having said that, He Pingsui didn't show any impatience on his face.

"Do you have something to do in the morning?" Meng Tinghe grabbed him in a daze and asked.

?? "Well, you may be busy in the morning and afternoon, so you should have a good rest." He Pingsui thought about it, and then told him seriously, "Don't go into the kitchen by yourself."

??Meng Tinghe buried himself in the pillow and said perfunctorily, "Oh."

??…

??Facts have proved that He Pingsui's worries were unnecessary.

?? Excessive exercise made Meng Tinghe extremely sleepy.At noon when He Pingsui came back after finishing his work, he was still lying on the bed.

??He Pingsui forced him to pick him up, and after feeding him some porridge, Meng Tinghe fell asleep on the bed again.

??On the other hand, He Pingsui, who really worked hard——Mr. He, after being satisfied, was refreshed and full of energy.

?? When Meng Tinghe really woke up, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

?? He glanced inside the master bedroom as he passed by.Yesterday, their huge bed had been tidied up.

??...Suddenly, I don't dare to imagine the mood of the person who was cleaning up when he saw this picture.

?? Good thing his gadgets didn't stay there.

??Meng Tinghe's pipa had been brought over and placed in the living room.

?? This is the official gift he prepared.

??…

"Yes, it's not important to cancel tonight's schedule anyway." He Pingsui instructed Special Assistant Yang on the phone while pushing open the door of the suite.

??In the bedroom, Meng Tinghe had just finished a short video conference with his team.

??The members of his new team have excellent work experience and professionalism, and they can understand the tasks assigned by him well and execute them perfectly.

??Meng Tinghe quickly adapted to the identity of the hands-off shopkeeper, soaking in lazy pleasure.

??He Pingsui hung up Yang Jun's phone and walked up to Meng Tinghe: "Baby, are you going to my house tonight?"

??The foundation of the He family is in Yan City. When He Pingsui said his family at this time, he naturally did not refer to other houses he bought outside, but his main family in Yan City.

??Meng Tinghe sat up, his thoughts diverged for a moment, and he thought very carefully: "Is there any event at your house? Well, if I go to your house, I should prepare some gifts."

??Although he did not have much affection for He Bairan, at least the courtesy he should have was indispensable.

"There are no events, the old man is not at home, and he is on a business trip abroad." He Pingsui pressed his gesture of wanting to order something funny, and shook his head to explain, "You don't have to be so polite, I just want to show you Where I lived for 18 years."

??Meng Tinghe stopped his movements and looked at He Pingsui quietly.

?? How could he resist such a request from his boyfriend.

??…

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??He Pingsui called the driver who came to He's house, and brought Meng Tinghe to his house.

??The He family is a prominent family in Yan City, similar in status to the Meng family in Beijing City.The building where the He family is located is solemn and luxurious, but compared with the Meng family, it is inexplicably more dull.

?? Walking all the way in, there were not many people on the road, and the main house was deserted. He Pingsui's relatives were not there, and the people who worked in He's family didn't have the guts to go up and wish this unfriendly grandfather a happy birthday.

??Although He Pingsui said that it was not his birthday before, when Meng Tinghe saw this deserted and silent scene with his own eyes, his heart still inevitably felt a pain for a moment.

??He Pingsui didn't enter the villa in the center, but walked around to a house in the back.

?? "I only lived in my dad's house for three years, and then I came here with my mom."

??He Pingsui led Meng Tinghe to the front of a smaller villa.

?? Although no one has lived here for a long time, it is cleaned every day. There is no dust when you walk in. The whole house is clean and tidy.

??He Pingsui pushed open a room on the second floor.

??Different from the layout and style of his several houses in Jiang City, this room contains many models and machines that adolescent boys would play with.

?? "When I was in junior high school, I didn't throw it away." He Pingsui took his lover by the hand and introduced the things in the room one by one.

??It circled half a circle and stopped on a night light beside the bed.

??He Pingsui put down Meng Tinghe's pipa lightly, and asked his opinion: "You still have an agenda, finish it first or listen to me first?"

??——Wait until I organize the language.

?? Of course Meng Tinghe chose to be courteous to the birthday star.

??He Pingsui fiddled with the switch of the night light, squinting his eyes to recall the past.

??…

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He Pingsui had told Meng Tinghe before that his father, He Bairan, and mother, Yun Dian, were childhood sweethearts, but due to ambition and desire, He Bairan did not marry Yun Dian, who was in a poor family, but chose a well-matched one. Zhu Xiulin.

?? He didn't marry Yun Dian until he had firmly grasped the He family and his career was steadily rising.

??20 years have passed between them, and when they finally stood together, there was no love left, only obsession and guilt.

??And when Yun Dian was pregnant with He Pingsui, He Bairan still didn't give her the attention she needed.

??Waiting and anticipation turned into disappointment. In addition, she was pregnant at an advanced age. Even with a dedicated nursing team to treat her, Yundian still suffered from severe postpartum depression.

?? Her spirit inevitably deteriorated a little bit.

??During He Pingsui's childhood, the most common ones were his mother crying and laughing in a trance, and his two brothers and sisters laughing indifferently and mockingly.

?? Only rare his father's concern.

??When he was seven years old, he and Yun Dian had already moved into this clean house.During that time, Yun Dian's condition miraculously improved a lot.

??It's a pity that some people can't understand it.

??He Rong, the big sister who was born at odds with him, on a certain day when He Bairan was on a business trip, relying on the strength of an adult, she easily locked the seven-year-old boy in the room and locked all the doors and windows , and even turned off the switch.

?? Yun Dian was in poor condition that day, but He Rong stopped the doctor.

??Seven-year-old He Pingsui was locked up from noon that day until the next afternoon.

?? At night, he sat on the cold floor and listened expressionlessly to his mother's crying and laughing voice next door, and her intermittent sad singing.

?? She sang, it turns out that the flowers are blooming everywhere, and like this, they are all ruined.

??He Pingsui didn't close his eyes all night.

?? When the door of the room was reopened and light came in, He Pingsui narrowed his eyes uncomfortably.

?? There is a lot of noise outside, which makes people's eardrums hurt.He Bairan pushed He Rong in front of him, and ordered: "Go and apologize to your brother."

??He Rong, who has been a young lady for more than [-] years, is still muttering unwillingly: "Isn't it just locked up for a day?"

?? Oncoming is a spiky metal airplane model.

??He Rong was stunned for a few seconds, covered his slashed face, and scolded sharply: "He Pingsui! What are you doing!"

??He Pingsui shook his hand, his face was a little pale, but his eyes were full of disdain: "You deserve to be my sister?"

??…

??After that day, Yun Dian asked him if he was hurt or scared. He said no. He comforted his mother and said that it was okay.

?? It really doesn't matter, he is still wanton and arrogant, and all malicious and malicious intentions will only be dismissed carelessly when they come to him.

?? The only thing that changes is that a lamp will be lit at night.

??…

?? During the time when he and He Rong were torn apart, the He family was in dire straits every day.It wasn't until He Rong was driven abroad that the He family calmed down.

?? Yun Dian's condition gradually improved a lot, but the melancholy between his brows never disappeared.

?? On the last day, He Pingsui stayed by the hospital bed, listening to his mother's intermittent instructions.Outside the door was He Bairan standing silently, and outside the window were lightning, thunder and pouring rain.

?? Another thunder fell, and the hospital fell into darkness for a few seconds.

??He Pingsui lowered his eyes.

?? For so many years, he always seemed to be imprisoned in darkness.

??…

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"Actually, it's not a big deal. The reason why I didn't tell you is because I felt that I was too incompetent at that time. I couldn't do anything, and my life was so embarrassing." He Pingsui tried his best to speak in a less dull tone. After finishing the past, he smiled slightly, "What if you think I'm so useless and don't want me?"

??Meng Tinghe's throat was blocked and he couldn't speak a word.

?? He was only seven years old at that time.

??Meng Tinghe surrounded him, and there was a barely perceptible cry in his voice: "Why would I not want you?"

??He Pingsui pressed the corners of his eyes with the pads of his thumbs.

??Meng Tinghe sniffed, let go of him, took out the pipa from the piano case, and looked up at him: "I composed a piece of music, I didn't think of the name, but I want to give it to you."

?? The room was quiet for a while, and then the gentle sound of pipa music sounded.

??He Pingsui stared unblinkingly at Meng Tinghe who played for him alone.

??See, though he was once imprisoned in darkness, yet he held his light.

??The author has something to say: Alas, Mr. He is also Mei Qiang himself.

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??Thanks to Mufeng Xiaoxiao and Tongxuan for their nutrient solution!

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?? Note: "It turns out that the flowers are blooming all over the world, but they are all ruined like this" comes from Kunqu Opera "The Peony Pavilion"