Are you coveting sugar today? [Entertainment Circle]

Di smiled and said, "I made an appointment with Director Chen last night for an audition."

The receptionist looked down and said, "Director Chen told you that you don't need an interview when you come. Just report to the crew next Tuesday. An assistant will contact you at the exact time."

"Thank you, is it convenient for me to find him now?" Meng Huanyu asked with a gentle smile.

The receptionist tapped on the keyboard, raised his head and said, "I'm sorry, Director Chen is currently filming in City X, and he probably won't be back until tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"Thank you."

"That... Could you please sign me? I like you so much!" The front desk smiled and took out the paper and pen from the counter.

Meng Huanyu, with undiminished demeanor, signed the autograph kindly and said thank you.

Walking out of the Xingkong Building, his face turned cold in an instant: "Dog thing."

"Eh? Xiaohuan, isn't it?" Meng Tiangang stopped the car not far away, and walked over slowly: "It's been a long time since I saw you. Your empty shell has wasted a lot of my time."

Meng Huanyu snorted coldly, watching him raise the corner of his mouth: "Isn't this what you want?"

"I want it? Heh," Meng Tian looked at the building behind him: "Sheng Xing and Xing Kong are rivals, what's the matter with you here?"

Before Meng Huanyu could speak, he shook the car keys, gloating: "Oh! I heard that Xiaohuan is short of money recently, tsk tsk... You said that the third uncle and the third aunt ran away, why did you forget such a treasure as you? How much do you need to tell brother."

"No need." Meng Huanyu didn't want to waste words with him, so he raised his legs and planned to leave.

"If you're really short of money, isn't Jiang Ye a lesson from the past, don't take it with you." Meng Tian said.

He didn't look at the almanac when he went out, all he encountered was a pile of disgusting stinky shit, first he was slapped by Chen Kang, and then he was ridiculed by Meng Tian.

Meng Huanyu drove to Liu Yu's barbecue shop.Not long after the new year, students and workers have not returned to school, construction, business is slow, Liu Yu is also happy to be idle.

"Come by yourself today?" Liu Yu took out two bottles of beer from the beer basket, "Going to paparazzi?"

"kindness."

"Hey, it's amazing what you said. At this time last year, the paparazzi and I were eating hot pot together at his house, and this year I can see him on TV." Liu Yu drank a glass of beer, shrinking his neck from the cold: "Listen to me Mom said they were all very happy, but the paparazzi had a fight with his parents because they didn't go home for the New Year, and his father..."

"Liu Yu," Meng Huanyu didn't drink, and when he heard him talk, he suddenly interrupted him: "You know he's investing now, right?"

Liu Yu froze, probably because he didn't expect that he already knew about it.

"Don't hide it, tell me."

"Well," Liu Yu said, "I'm running a company with Zhang Fengnian."

"How far is it?"

Liu Yu stopped drinking and looked at him: "1000 million."

580 million is not enough at all, and now there is no one who can lend him 500 million in one breath.

Meng Huanyu took out his mobile phone and walked out of the barbecue restaurant: "I'll make a call."

"Hello? Bro."

"Well, have you made up your mind? Are you planning to come back?" Meng Qin asked.

Meng Huanyu took a deep breath, and the white hot air was blown into his face by the wind: "Well, I'm planning to come back."

"Can you draw 500 million to my card first?"

"What do you want so much money for?"

"Help me, brother, I can only ask you for help."

Meng Qin on the phone hesitated for a while: "Say it clearly, 1000 million is not a small amount, and I can only give you the money after you say it."

Meng Huanyu sniffed: "Don't tell your parents..."

He told Meng Qin everything, except for the grievances he had suffered, and stood outside Liu Yu's barbecue restaurant and stomped his feet coldly.

After hearing this, Meng Qin sighed and said, "Well, I will call 500 million first, and I will call the remaining half when you come back and land in the United States."

"elder brother……"

"Brother, when did I lie to you?" Meng Qin said, "I remember you borrowed the money from me. I'm not very familiar with the company here. Come and help me."

Meng Huanyu wanted to laugh but couldn't: "...Okay, then you must remember to transfer the money."

"Brother Huan, I made you some fried rice, do you want some?" Liu Yu opened the curtain and poked his head out.

"I'm hanging up." Meng Huanyu put away his phone, rubbed his hands, and walked into the room.

As soon as he sat down on his buttocks, his phone vibrated—[xx Bank] 5826 was transferred to your account ending in 25 on the 5th, and the other party: xxx Overseas Bank.

Meng Huanyu put his phone aside, took a spoon and scooped up the fried rice: "It's delicious."

"Hey, you really taste like paparazzi, he also likes fried rice with shrimps."

"Liu Yu, if there is any problem with Ji Qing in the future, you should take care of him more," Meng Huanyu said, "He is too honest, he doesn't say anything, I'm afraid he will be overwhelmed."

Liu Yu had a smirk on his face: "Hey, if you don't bring such a force-fed dog food, he's so suffocated, why don't you still exist!"

Meng Huanyu ignored his indecent remarks, reached out to find the wallet in his coat pocket, took out one of his most frequently used cards from it, and put it in front of Liu Yu: "There is some money in this card, when Ji Qing comes over you Help me to him."

"Why don't you give it to him yourself."

Meng Huanyu put away his wallet: "I can't give it."

He looked up at Liu Yu: "Just help me this time."

"Brother Huan," Ji Qing came in rubbing his brows, "I heard from the crew that you want to make Chen Kang's same-sex movie?"

Meng Huanyu was lying on the sofa, watching the new issue of "Let's Go Adventures". He forked an apple and raised it above his head: "It was supposed to be filmed, but now we won't go."

Ji Qing took his hand, bit off the apple, lifted his head and put it on his lap: "It's fine if you don't go."

"Brother Huan, I went to discuss the company's plan with Zhang Fengnian today, and it went smoothly." Ji Qing bent down and kissed his forehead, "Do you trust me?"

Meng Huanyu buried his head on his firm belly, like a lazy cat, and gave an imperceptible "en".

"When the company is established, it will gradually get better in the future," Ji Qing patted him on the back and said, "I've figured it out, it only takes one year, believe me, I will make you the same as before, without any shortage, Still the best Brother Huan."

Meng Huanyu reached out to hook his neck and kissed him passionately.

Ji Qing took advantage of the situation to wrap his arms around his waist, stroking his soft waist back and forth with his strong palms, closing his eyes and regaining the initiative instead.

Under the heavy night outside the balcony, Meng Huanyu dripped a light tear from the end of his raised eye.

Double bed in the room.

Ji Qing put his hands next to Meng Huanyu's ears, gasping for breath, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Meng Huanyu seldom cried in bed, and when he was made uncomfortable, he would just remind Ji Qing with tears in his eyes.But tonight I cried very hard, and the tears flowed down like I don't want money.

Ji Qing couldn't see him being so wronged the most, and kissed his tears away, reluctant to hurt him again.

Meng Huanyu shook his head, wrapped his arms around his neck, and said hoarsely: "Yes, more."

Ji Qing pecked his face distressedly, bit his earlobe lightly and whispered: "I love you."

A salty tear slipped to his lips in an instant, Ji Qing stretched out his tongue to lick it, and coaxed: "Hey, don't cry."

"I love you too, I love you the most." Meng Huanyu said in a soft nasal voice.

☆、Chapter 33

After the beginning of spring, the dawn came early, and Meng Huanyu took advantage of the few rays of light from the cracks in the curtains to lean up against Ji Qing's forehead gently.

It was too late last night, and it was almost five o'clock when Ji Qing cleaned up the mess on the two of them.He had no work today and slept soundly.

Meng Huanyu kissed his tall nose, stared at him for a while, then stuck it to his eyelids with nostalgia.

Ji Qing, what a sweet dream.

There is still a lingering smell in the spacious room.

Ji Qing subconsciously reached out to hug the person who cried all night last night, but the hug was empty.

He opened his eyes, looked at the empty bedroom for a while, and suddenly his voice tightened: "Brother Huan?"

No one responded.

"Huanyu?" He yelled again, and picked up the phone under the pillow, and the photo of the two of them on the bed cabinet disappeared from the corner of his eye.

08: 06.

The uneasiness in his heart suddenly inflated like an inflated balloon. He took off a pair of trousers and walked outside the room to search around.

"Meng Huanyu!"

nobody.

"I'm sorry for the call you made..." Repeated this eight times, Ji Qing sat on the sofa holding the phone in a daze.

He is gone.

Opening the curtains, the sky suddenly burst into light, casting a thin layer of sunlight in the room.

Ji Qing raised his hand and slapped himself hard.

He was obviously crying last night, but he didn't notice anything strange!

He clearly said he would trust him, but why did he disappear?

Meng Huanyu.

Ji Qing suddenly wanted to cry.

He didn't cry when he was being chased by neighbors, relatives and friends, and he didn't cry when he accepted his fate and abandoned his dignity, but at this moment, there was a sourness in his eyes.

What the hell is this!

"Brother Huan...will you come back...I was wrong, will you come back?" Ji Qing opened his WeChat and sent a series of voice messages.

"Didn't you agree to trust me? How could you leave?" Ji Qing's voice trembled.

"Flight xxxx to the United States..."

Meng Huanyu turned on the phone and stared at the caller ID on it, as if lemon juice had been splashed into his eyes, so sore that he couldn't open his eyes.

He forced himself not to listen to the voice message from Ji Qing, nor to read his message, and silently typed in the chat box——Sorry, I'm leaving, please work hard.

After the transmission was successful, he turned off the phone directly, took his documents and the only piece of luggage - their group photo, and went to the entrance of the flight.

Goodbye, Ji Qing.

"Hello? Xu He, have you seen Brother Huan recently?"

"No, what's the matter?" Xu He asked.

"It's okay, thank you."

"Hello? Captain Zhang, have you seen Brother Huan recently?"

"Meng Huanyu? No, I'm a little busy right now."

"excuse me."

Ji Qing knew very little about Meng Huanyu's circle of friends, and he had no clue where to find him.

He squeezed the space between his eyebrows, and suddenly remembered something. He opened the phone records, and at the bottom there was a call from Meng Qin.

"Hello? Is this Meng Qin?"

"it's me."

"Excuse me..." Ji Qing's words came to his lips, and he suddenly didn't know what to say.He was afraid that Meng Huanyu had already gone to the United States and he was afraid that he had not.

I have a heart buried in my heart, and I only need someone to order it.

"Excuse me……"

"Xiaohuan has come back, you don't need to ask any more," Meng Qin said aloud: "The matter between you two will be settled with this money. Xiaohuan has suffered a lot for you, so don't bother me any more." with him."

"What money? I'm not..."

"Or, do you want him to be more miserable with you?" Meng Qin sneered: "Do you know that he was humiliated by a third-rate gay film director in order to raise money for you? Do you know that he abandoned his parents for you? You And do you know that my silly brother is afraid that I will be worried, so he keeps everything secret?"

"He has never suffered since he was a child," Meng Qin said in a deep voice, "You are the biggest stumble he has ever suffered since he was a child. So, do you still want to look for him?"

Bang -- without a sound, something was bombed to pieces in the season of recovery of all things.

"I'm sorry," Ji Qing couldn't help but put his head on the cold coffee table: "Please... take good care of him, I won't bother him anymore."

Meng Qin hung up the phone.

Ji Qing frowned, rushed to the room and took out all Meng Huanyu's clothes in the closet, and threw them on the bed.

He stared and stared, feeling like a punctured balloon. He lost all his strength and fell down on the bed, unable to extricate himself from being buried in the space that smelled like Meng Huanyu.

He is like a fish, Meng Huanyu is like water.How can fish survive without water?

"Whoo, whoo, whoo..."

Ji Qing closed his eyes and reached out to feel among the messy pile of clothes. He looked at the caller ID and pressed the answer button.

"Ji Qing! The assistant called you and no one answered the phone all morning. Why did you go? Anyway, the contract is still half a year away. Can you stop being so elusive?"

Ji Qing opened his mouth and coughed, his voice sounded like a severely rubbed erhu string.

"what happened to you?"

"Well..." His throat seemed to be stuck with glue: "...Got it."

He hung up the phone, folded the clothes one by one in a daze and put them in the closet, clicked on the music player software on his mobile phone, found his own playlist "Music that Brother Huan Likes", and ordered a random one to go to the bathroom .

In the past, he often went to the karaoke room to sing with Meng Huanyu because of the group practice. He likes to share with him the songs he often listens to, telling him the singing skills in the songs and what is good about the songs.

Ji Qing remembered everything clearly, but the person who spoke was gone.The clothes he has worn, the toothbrush he has used, the songs he has listened to, are like diapers floating in the air, the more he touches, the more painful Ji Qing will be, but he enjoys it so much that he is fascinated.

"Okay, you go slowly!" Liu Yu saw off the last batch of customers, and turned back to the store. Ji Qing came at [-] o'clock in the evening. When he came, he didn't say anything. A bottle of white wine sat at the inner table and drank silently until now.

"Paparazzi?" Liu Yu sat in front of him and called him.

The white wine bottle on the table was already empty, Ji Qing held his head in a sway, his face was blood red.

He tasted good wine, and he didn't make trouble when he was drunk, and continued to pour himself alcohol without making noise or reading.

"Don't drink." Liu Yu held his hand and said, "Let me sleep here tonight. After drinking like this, I can't give you anything."

He walked around the table and wanted to help him upstairs to sleep, but Ji Qing suddenly became angry, pushed him away, and frowned: "No! I...I want to go home...I want to go home!"

Liu Yu sighed: "Ancestor, why did you drink like this?"

"Going back...he'll be scared...he'll be scared..." He closed his eyes and fell on the table, his brows still furrowed.

"Brother Huan? Just call and ask him to pick it up."

Ji Qing shook his head, still muttering: "I want to go back... I want to go back..."

Liu Yu smashed the rag on his shoulder on the table, and said bitterly, "Well, I'll send it back to you when my place is closed."

Ji Qing ignored him, rubbed his fingers over the wine glass, and blushed recalling the first day he met him at the big barbecue stall A.The person who was so hot that he couldn't speak, stupidly looked for water to drink, and unpreparedly drank the remaining half of his glass of wine.

The person disappeared, but the memory became more and more vivid. Like an enemy soldier, he stabbed his heart with a bayonet, pulled it out, and stabbed it in again... the cycle went on and on until his hands trembled and he couldn't even hold the wine glass steadily.

You can't see your fingers in the house, and the curtains of the bay windows are drawn tightly.

"Hey, slow down!" Liu Yu struggled to support Ji Qing, who was a whole head taller than him, and gritted his teeth to turn on the light in the living room.

"Brother Huan? Brother Huan?" He stopped Ji Qing, who was like a wild horse, and shouted in the room.

No one should.

Ji Qing stumbled into the room, unsteady and suddenly overturned a pile of clothes that had been folded before going out at noon.

"Brother Huan isn't here?" Liu Yu followed and asked.

Ji Qing vomited twice on the road, woke up for two minutes and looked up at him, his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, he looked around very slowly, took a deep breath, his eyes turned red.

"He's gone and won't be coming back."

Liu Yu grew up with him for so many years, it was the first time he saw Ji Qing cry, and the glistening tears trickled down his cheeks, which made him a little helpless.

"Don't cry," he frantically took out the card Meng Huanyu gave him before he left from his pocket: "Look, this is what he left for you."

Ji Qing looked at him suddenly and asked, "When did he give it to you?"

"The day before yesterday, he said he couldn't give it to you, so let me give you the card."

With tears on Ji Qing's face, he grinned again.He lay on the bed wantonly and laughed for a while, calmed down and panted lightly, and slowly closed his eyes, just like the slow motion of the tragic death of the protagonist in a TV series.

Ji Qing is dead, his pitiful self-esteem and full of joy were stepped into the depths of the swamp by 500 million.

☆、Chapter 34

Three years later.

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Are you coveting the candy today? V: Let's lick the face of a male god in a suit!Forward/[Ji Qing at the press conference of Qingfeng Design Company.jpg]

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The large characters of Jiangde City in the airport hall gave Meng Huanyu a strong sense of familiarity.

"Excuse me, is this Manager Meng?" A middle-aged man at the pick-up gate came over and asked with a sign.

Meng Huanyu put the phone back into his pocket and smiled modestly: "Jiawang Company?"

"Yes, yes, my name is Li Qingnian, the diplomatic manager of Jiawang. You can call me Xiao Li. The hotel you are staying in has been arranged. I will take you there." Li Qingnian skillfully reached out to take Meng Huanyu's luggage, but Before touching the handle, it was gently pushed away.

"I'll do it myself," Meng Huanyu said with a relaxed expression: "You can lead the way. And you can call me Xiaomeng. You don't have to be so polite. I'm much younger than you, so you don't have to stick to a cooperative relationship. Since I'm here to investigate You will look at the company’s indicators in a realistic manner, which has nothing to do with other things.”

He pushed the box clatteringly, stopped at the airport exit, turned his head and asked Li Qingnian: "Does Manager Li understand?"

Li Qingnian nodded before he could figure out anything from his words, "Understood, Manager Meng can come to Jiawang for inspection at any time."

The driver who came to pick him up waited for the taxi in the front row to drive away, then stopped in front of Meng Huanyu, and the driver got off and put his luggage into the trunk for him.

He nodded in satisfaction, took out the sunglasses on his collar and put them on, opened the car door and got in: "Go to Rongteng Community, Kangding Road."

"Manager Meng, the hotel..."

"No need, I have a family in Jiangde City." Meng Huanyu said.

Li Qingnian dutifully took out his ipod from his entourage to show Jiawang's product sales indicators and user feedback in recent years.

Meng Huanyu turned to the window and interrupted him with a long sigh: "Manager Li, I have just landed for less than 10 minutes, and I have no plans to run yet. Don't worry, I won't report back after I get over this short distance. Late."

There was a rustle in the ear for a while, and the car finally became quiet.

Unfamiliar tall buildings rose from the ground, and there were so many shops of all kinds, some of which still had a little bit of impression in my mind, and some of which I had never seen before.

Meng Huanyu's heart was pounding, he was really close to his hometown, he was afraid of the changes in Jiangde City, the scandals that had died down in the past, and even more afraid of the disappearance of the person in the big city who used to only call him Brother Huan.

In the past few years abroad, he has never stopped paying attention to domestic news, from entertainment news to financial news later, the person in front of him has never changed.

The car drove into the urban area, and the crowded business district brought a long-lost sense of belonging. Meng Huanyu rested his head on one hand, remembering what Meng Tian had said to him in the United States.

"Go back, you will be in charge of the company's Jiangde City inspection project this time." Meng Tian said while hugging his little nephew.

Meng Tian and Lin Qi had a little boy after two years of marriage, he was white and cute.He calmed down, and the company managed less. Meng Huanyu studied in the company for a year step by step, and soon rose to be the deputy general manager, helping Meng Tian.

"Aren't you afraid that I won't come back when I go back?" Meng Huanyu asked.

"Oh, dare you?"

Meng Huanyu teased his little nephew with a smile and said, "Does Mom and Dad know?"

"After so many years, if you don't compromise, then they have to compromise."

The index finger was held by the little nephew's soft and small hand. Meng Huanyu shook his hand and said, "Understood, uncle will come back to see you."

"Sir, we're here." The driver reminded.

Meng Huanyu was stunned for a moment, then put a standard commercial smile on his face again: "Thank you."

After getting out of the car and carrying his luggage, he said to Li Qingnian, "I'll be there tomorrow at Manager Li's company, so you don't have to worry."

"Thank you, Manager Meng."

Meng Huanyu later asked Jiang Zhetao to buy the villa for him.

He pushed open the painted carved gate, and the weeds in the garden were as high as his knees, which hadn't been taken care of for a long time.

The display facilities in the villa did not change much, the sofa and TV were covered with a white cloth, he went upstairs and returned to his room, threw his luggage in the corner, lay on his back on the bed and closed his eyes, like a dream for three years, staying On the night I left many years ago.

Ji Qing, do you remember me?

"Pay attention to the movement, and turn your face to the left." The photographer in the studio, wearing an octagonal hat, waved at the model.

The scene is familiar.

Meng Huanyu stopped in his tracks.

"Our company's shopping mall design and product packaging design are all in cooperation with domestic first-class design companies. Presumably, Manager Meng should have heard of them after living abroad for a long time."

Jiawang is a niche company in China that mainly deals in tea and tea derivatives. It hopes to expand the market, enter the European and American markets, and promote the essence of Chinese culture to the world, and Meng's large shopping mall is the best place for them to enter.

Meng Huanyu crossed his arms and became interested: "Oh? Which one?"

"Qingfeng Design, although it is a company that has only started for less than two years, its design products cover a wide range."

"Well, I heard." Meng Huanyu looked away and continued to walk forward: "I'm very interested."

"Our company is discussing the design draft of the new product with their deputy director of design. Is Manager Meng interested in going to see it?"

Meng Huanyu lowered his eyebrows and said, "Okay."

"About tea packaging, I think the key lies in the convenience of tea storage and use. Porcelain jars have a Chinese flavor but are inconvenient to carry. Iron cans..."

Before he even entered the meeting room, he heard chatter in the room. The manager next to him pushed open the glass door for him. The sound in the room stopped suddenly, and Qiqi turned his head to look over.

Among the few people who counted, he saw the man sitting at the end of the conference table at a glance.

Heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

"Vice President Ji is here anyway, the small company is really flourishing."

Hearing this, Ji Qing stopped turning the pen in his hand, just took his eyes away from the PPT in front of him, and raised his head to meet a pair of eyes engraved on his heart countless times, with his mouth half-opened, unable to utter a word.

"Vice President Ji?" Meng Huanyu blinked, calling him that for the first time.

Ji Qing stood up suddenly, and the pen in his hand fell to the ground with a snap. He frowned and moved hesitantly. Just when Meng Huanyu thought he was going to do something, he turned away from his sight and said to the manager: "The subordinate It's the first time for me to come here, don't worry."

"Hahaha, Vice President Ji really cares about the newcomers. It is a great blessing to have a boss like Vice President Ji!" The manager introduced, "This is Meng Huanyu, the deputy general manager of Overseas M Company, Manager Meng."

"Damn it! Isn't this Meng Huanyu, the scandalous Meng Huanyu from a few years ago!"

"See you again, coveting!"

"Tsk tsk, he's still so handsome!"

The conference room erupted instantly.

"Hello." Ji Qing stretched out a hand towards him in a strange way.

Meng Huanyu frowned and held his hand: "Hello."

The boy standing in front of the projector adjusted his glasses: "I haven't finished yet."

Ji Qing waved his hands lightly, sat back on the chair again, and said without changing his face: "Continue."

He raised his eyes and looked at the boy who cleared his throat. He felt familiar but couldn't remember where he had seen him before, and then looked down at Ji Qing.

Ji Qingxiu's hair was short, his back was straight, and he looked unhuman, cold and distant, but Meng Huanyu could still see his hair twirling, just like what he saw behind his back in the past.

But things are different, he already has a new love.

Meng Huanyu obediently left the meeting room under the arrangement of the manager.

He thought about every scene of meeting, but he never expected that Ji Qing would be so calm, completely pretending that they had never known each other before.

Three years of waiting had worn down four months of affection, and Meng Huanyu admitted it.

He is no longer that little brat who is so single-minded and doesn't care about anything.

Since he doesn't want to remember, it's time for him to let go.

"Tomorrow I will bring the contract." Meng Huanyu said.

"Thank you, Manager Meng," the accompanying manager said with a smile on his face, "It's a pleasant cooperation."

"Happy cooperation." He nodded.

It is a lie to say that he doesn't care. Meng Huanyu can only finish his work here and return to the United States as soon as possible.

He can pretend that he has not been back to Jiangde City, that he has not met Ji Qing, that none of this happened, and continue to pay attention to every detail of him in the United States.

Meng Huanyu walked into the garage and unlocked the car key.

The moment he put one hand on the handlebar, he took a deep breath and swallowed all the sourness he had held back for a long time.

"Are you leaving? The last time was three years, what about this time? Six years? Nine years? Or is it just to make up a farewell?"

A clear male voice suddenly sounded in the empty underground garage, echoing in the empty space.

"discipline……"

Before Meng Huanyu could turn around completely, a tall figure covered him, covered his whole body, pinched his chin involuntarily, and kissed his lips.

Ji Qing attacked the city frantically, and Meng Huanyu obeyed him helplessly.Warm and dry palms slipped in from the hem of the shirt quietly, pinching his waist, pinching it once and for all.

"Hmm...Ji Qing..." He pressed his forehead against his, and couldn't help but raised his hand to stroke his cheek.

"Say! Do you still want to go? Have you ever thought about me?" Ji Qing's eyes were fierce, and a hostility lingered in his whole body.

Meng Huanyu's eyes were full of water, and his lips were completely pink by him: "Yes, I miss you, especially."

Ji Qing didn't say a word, pulled him into the car, and stepped on the accelerator without saying a word.

"Where are you taking me, Ji Qing?" Meng Huanyu asked uneasily, pulling his crumpled clothes.

Ji Qing still didn't speak, just kept driving.

Old newspaper stores, pet stores, trail parks...the scene in front of me gradually became familiar.

It is the neighborhood where they rent the most impoverished.

"Well……"

As soon as the door opened, Ji Qing pressed him against the entrance door and kissed him passionately.

As soon as his lips hurt, his mouth was filled with the smell of rust.

"Ji Qing, Ji, Qing..." Meng Huanyu pushed him away fiercely, "What's wrong with you?"

"You still have to go, right?" Ji Qing buried his head in the hollow of his shoulder and asked heavily.

Meng Huanyu's heart softened suddenly, he was blaming me.

"Don't go, don't go, okay?" He imitated Ji Qing's coaxing tone many years ago, and raised his hand to stroke the knotted hair on the back of his neck and said.

☆、Chapter 35

"kindness……"

Meng Huanyu snorted, Ji Qing bit his neck hard, and kissed him distressedly: "I... miss you so much..."

Meng Huanyu tenderly wiped his eyelids with his lips nostalgicly, and slowly rubbed his clean hairline to his ear, and asked in a low voice: "Then...what's the matter with today's junior? En?"

Ji Qing was amused by the unpreparedness of the vinegar jar that was overturned. With a little strength in his hand, he lifted Meng Huanyu up and hugged him in his arms, making him look down on him completely: "Brother Xu He."

"what?"

"Xu He, please let me let him come over for an internship." Ji Qing pressed against his chest, letting Meng Huanyu wrap his arms around his neck, and leaned him forward quickly, Ji Qing smiled and leaned forward to kiss him...

After a long-lost reunion, Meng Huanyu leaned contentedly in Ji Qing's arms, his chest was fuller than ever before.

It was as if the blood from the whole body was drawn out in an instant and then reinjected with fresh blood named Ji Qing.

"How have you lived all these years?" He reached out and stroked Ji Qing's cheek carefully and asked.

"Ding--"

Ji Qing didn't agree to him, stretched out a hand from under the quilt, and turned on the stereo on the bedside.

Familiar singing accompanied by the lights projected by the speakers wandered in the small rental room.

Meng Huanyu stopped moving.

"Let's live like this."

Listen to the songs you have heard, live in the house you have lived in, hold the clothes you have worn, and think about you every minute.

Ji Qing bowed his head and kissed his forehead and said, "I really can't take it anymore, so I'll go to America to see you."

"Have you come to America to look for me?" Meng Huanyu asked in surprise as he retreated a little from his embrace.

"Well," Ji Qing tucked the quilt up for him and said, "Your brother is right. If I don't do well, I'm not qualified to ask you to come back and suffer with me. I hope to give you the best."

Meng Huanyu cried out unexpectedly against his warm skin.

Countless people have said to Meng Huanyu since childhood, you are so lucky, I really envy you.He never took it seriously.

Until now.

Yes, Meng Huanyu, how lucky you are.

"Ji Qing, it's the best if you know you're here."

"Don't cry, you're all back," Ji Qing coaxed him, stroked the hair sticking to his cheeks and said, "You have been away for three years, and I will fill up all the vacancies in the three years, okay? You spend the rest of your life , pay me all."

"Then..." Meng Huanyu stretched out his little finger with tears on his lips, "Pull the hook."

"You are already thirty," Ji Qing smiled and hooked his little finger up, "Why do you still do this kind of loss-making business that sells you and pays for the count?"

"You think I'm old and stupid?"

Ji Qing laughed louder, hooked his little finger and covered his thumb with his thumb, and said, "No, no, you will always be a child with me."

"I'm your boyfriend! Not your son!" Meng Huanyu was like a wild cat, blowing his beard and staring, scratching Ji Qing's itchy flesh, but he didn't expect him to stay still.

"Okay, okay, boyfriend." Ji Qing twitched his lips, smiling like a villain in a third-rate idol drama, and quickly touched Meng Huanyu's waist with his hands under the covers, scratching his itchy flesh like playing a piano.

"Aiyo...Aiyo...Ji, Ji Qing...hahahahaha..." Meng Huanyu writhed uncontrollably like a little snake in the bed, laughing until tears came out of the corners of his eyes.

"Boyfriend, let's get married." Ji Qing said with his arms around him.

The smile on Meng Huanyu's face hadn't faded yet, Ji Qing stared at him against the light, his eye sockets were slightly sunken, but his eyes were bright, and the water on his pretty lips was moist after the kiss, and he looked good with a bit of sex .

He couldn't refuse, so he surrendered.

"Okay, let's get married."

After the afterglow faded away, the moon appeared early.

Xia Chong whispered quietly, and was shocked by the movement of the people on the roadside.

"Do you think it's better if my shirt is buttoned to the top? Will uncles and aunts think I'm too frivolous?"

"Is there too little to buy? Do you want to go to the pharmacy to buy some tonic medicinal materials? Do you want to wait? My mother said that there is a brand of foot bath in China that is very useful. I will go back and ask to buy one? Or... ..."

Ji Qing suppressed a smile, and pressed Meng Huanyu, who was in a panic, "It's good that you are like this, and you have enough shopping, don't be afraid, my husband is here."

He spoke the last sentence very softly, Meng Huanyu couldn't hear it even if he didn't pay attention.

He hadn't relieved from the tension of meeting his parents yet, and Ji Qing's words made him blush again.

When did this person become so thick-skinned? He used to blush when he was teased, but now it seems to be the other way around.

Meng Huanyu blinked at him, only to realize that the base of this man's ears were bleeding red, he touched his earlobe with a smirk, and said, "Okay, husband."

Ji Qing: ...

Ji Qing's parents lived in an old-fashioned community. Ji Qing offered to change their residence many times, but was rejected. The elderly have lived here for most of their lives, and they are really not used to moving.

Ji Qing simply bought the former rented house.

Panting, Meng Huanyu climbed up the six floors. Standing in front of the wooden door with the word "Fu" on it, he was still very nervous, his back was tense.

Ji Qing quietly squeezed his hand and rang the doorbell.

"Coming!" A clear female voice came from inside.

The door opened, and Mother Ji was wearing a red cheongsam, with fluffy curly hair on her head, she turned sideways politely: "Xiao Huan, come here, come in quickly."

"Mom, Dad, what are you wearing?" Ji Qing said.

Meng Huanyu wanted to show a friendly smile to his future mother-in-law, but he tugged at the corners of his mouth, feeling extremely stiff, so he bent down and presented the gift in his hand: "Hello, auntie, uncle."

Ji's father wore a pair of boxy glasses and a crisp suit. At first glance, he gave people a serious sense of distance: "Hello."

Meng Huanyu: ...the hard-fought smile froze in an instant.

"Auntie is going to cook you fried prawns with green onions, braised eggplant in oil, and stewed pork ribs with white radish. Can you help Auntie?" Ji's mother gently took Meng Huanyu's hand, which gave him a little confidence.

"Okay." Meng Huanyu looked at Ji Qing and followed his aunt into the kitchen.

"Have you made up your mind? Don't you regret it?" Meng Huanyu had just entered the kitchen when he heard Ji's father outside asking Ji Qing.

"Oh... the old man is very pedantic," Ji's mother closed the door and said while choosing vegetables, "You come to help auntie choose vegetables, and ignore your uncle."

Meng Huanyu smiled reassuringly, and took the vegetables in the basket and the plastic bowls in which they were served: "Thank you, Auntie."

"Xiaoqing has good grades and a good personality since he was a child. I haven't worried about him since I was a child. He has his own opinions. His father and I don't know anything and we can only follow him," Ji's mother poured out the shrimp in the sink. , Cut off the head of the shrimp and peel the shell: "But no parent wants their son to be gay."

Meng Huanyu broke off the vegetable stem on his hand.

"Ji Qing has his own ideas and is stubborn. His father and I have no other ideas, but just hope that he will live a healthy and happy life." Ji's mother turned her head to look at him: "But after you left, he Not a happy day."

"Every time I go home, I have to quarrel with his father about this issue. If you are not here, he will give you a title. For three full years, my aunt has no choice but to hand over her precious son to you."

Ji's mother's eyes were filled with water, Meng Huanyu stepped forward and hugged her weakly and said, "I'm sorry...I promise I will never leave him again, and I will take good care of Ji Qing, so that he won't be wronged again."

"Hey...Okay, okay," Ji's mother nodded, "It's all because Auntie didn't control her emotions well and made you laugh."

Meng Huanyu was relieved by the burst of tears. Although Ji's mother and Ji's father were not very optimistic about them, at least they were willing to try to accept his relationship with Ji Qing.

This is the utmost love of parents for their children.

"No, I have to thank my aunt." Meng Huanyu chose the dishes, turned on the faucet skillfully to rinse, and filtered the water. "Come on, I'll help you cook."

"Can you still cook?"

"Well, I have learned a little while abroad." Meng Huanyu said.

When he was in the small collective villa, he watched Danyuan cook for them. Obviously the house has not changed, but there are more people who cook the table dishes, and the whole house suddenly becomes full of fireworks, giving birth to a sense of belonging to home.

Later, when he was abroad, he specially learned how to cook with Aunt Zhang, thinking that one day, he and Ji Qing would have a home, and he would definitely cook a table of dishes for him, so that Ji Qing would also have a sense of belonging at home.

"How are you doing? Do you need help?" Ji Qing's voice came in from the outside, he pushed open the door, and Meng Huanyu was standing in front of the stove in an apron, skillfully shaking his spoon: "When did you learn cooking?"

Meng Huanyu lowered the gear of the range hood, covered the pot to simmer the sauce, turned around with a sly smile and said, "I won't tell you."

"Mom, why do you let him do it?"

"Why, do you feel distressed? Are you still not happy that I eat the dishes made by my own family?" Mother Ji put the chopped white radish into the pot and said: "