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Liang Heng moved his fingers, but finally couldn't hold back, he stretched out his hand and rubbed Zeng Yu's hair vigorously, messing up his hair completely before he was satisfied.

Zeng Yu looked at Liang Heng with feigned anger, but saw suspicious red marks on his collarbone and neck.Zeng Yu shyly avoided Liang Heng's still burning eyes.

Moving his hands down, Liang Heng gently pinched Zeng Yu's still flushed cheeks: "Little ancestor, go take a shower and go to bed. Don't you have to wait for the test results tomorrow?"

The word bathing caught Zeng Yu's ears, he smiled, tried his best to suppress the shyness that had persisted for a long time, and deliberately braved up to meet Liang Heng's teasing eyes: "Isn't this going to help me?"

Looking at his still bandaged right hand, Zeng Yu said again: "Isn't it convenient to take a shower with one hand just now? Why didn't you ask me to wash it for you?"

Liang Heng: ...

The next morning, before Zeng Yu woke up, there was a faint scent of roses lingering on the tip of her nose.

It's not as warm as a red rose, not as sunny and bright as a yellow rose, nor as cool and damp as his pheromone mixed with rain.

When Zeng Yu woke up, she first recognized that it was the smell of white roses in her memory.Light, silent, moistening things silently but people can not ignore the taste.

Guessing what, Zeng Yu's long eyelashes trembled but she didn't open her eyes immediately.

He remembered that the first bouquet he gave Liang Heng a few years ago was white roses.

It was the final day of the intercollegiate basketball game.

After Liang Heng scored the last three-pointer and won the game, Zeng Yu walked towards Liang Heng, who had already returned to the sidelines, holding a bouquet of white roses that made his heart tremble under everyone's gaze.

I don't know if it's true, but Zeng Yu found out that the flower language of the pure white rose is "I am enough to match you[1]".

They were not together then.But before going to the competition site, Zeng Yu changed her mind when buying flowers to celebrate the victory of the competition, and replaced the sunflowers with white roses with a hint of courtship.

After Liang Heng accepted it with a smile, amidst Li Xing and the others' booing and Liang Heng's eyes of anticipation, Zeng Yu did not confess.

"The sunflowers in the flower shop are sold out, and the white roses are on sale today." Zeng Yu remembers explaining herself in this way.

Because although he had such a proud temperament, he didn't really think that his despicable self was worthy of that bouquet of white roses and the clean and bright Liang Heng.

The fragrance of the bouquet of white roses that he had held for a long time in his memory coincided with the smell in reality, and Zeng Yu, who was lying sideways, opened her eyes.

The first thing that catches the eye is a cluster of white roses, the petals are as clean as snow, filling the bedside table next to the hospital bed and the surrounding floor.

Zeng Yu's heart skipped a beat.

He quickly sat up, and saw Liang Heng standing at the end of the bed holding a bouquet of beautifully packaged white roses, with the most gentle smile on that face that Zeng Yu couldn't get enough of.

Liang Heng took off his usual shirt and trousers, and changed back to his college style, wearing a black casual jacket and jeans.

A few years ago, the simple and elegant packaging of the bouquet of flowers also passed through the day and night, and came to Zeng Yu again.

"you……"

"I found that flower shop, it's near S University, and it's still open." Liang Heng walked through clusters of pure white and delicate white roses, walked up to Zeng Yu, and handed the flowers into his arms.

Zeng Yu's eyes followed Liang Heng's movements, only to realize that the room was already filled with white roses.Each blossom released its beauty and fragrance towards Zeng Yu.

Except for this hospital bed, medical equipment, and a road big enough for one person to pass through, the entire ward has become a dew-scented garden.

"Why are there so many flowers?"

These flowers were placed as a display in the originally dull ward, and Chaoyang even slipped in through the window to peek and sniff.

Liang Heng also looked around, as if he felt that the arrangements made by getting up before dawn were barely satisfactory to him.

"Just to let you know, I didn't buy this at a discount."

Zeng Yu said at the time that she bought the bouquet of white roses because of a discount, but Liang Heng wanted to make it clear that she had prepared them specially.

"Then why do you buy so much?" Zeng Yu also asked deliberately.

Seeing Zeng Yu who was raising her head and looking at her with a smile, Liang Heng's nervousness that had been growing since last night reached its peak.

"Didn't everyone say that white roses are also suitable for expressing love?" Liang Heng said, "It must not be wasted."

He also looked back at Zeng Yu silently, and after a long time, he said word by word: "Confession is very important and cannot be skipped."

During these years of separation, Liang Heng even thought more than once, whether it was because they were together before he had time to confess his love, that relationship ended hastily and painfully.

So this time, he must make up for the sense of ritual that he should have.

"Isn't it that I'm chasing you?" Zeng Yu's heart was full of excitement: "Why do you still need to confess?"

"If you walk towards me, I will also walk towards you, so you don't have to wait too long." Liang Heng sat on the side of the bed, holding Zeng Yu's hand: "I can lead you."

"After you came back, I was always afraid that it would be too empty to say just one word of love, but I always wanted you to know." Liang Heng explained himself bit by bit.

"Actually, I will never be calm enough in front of you. I used to be, and I still am now."

"Every time I looked at you before, the love in my heart almost overwhelmed me, but I was always afraid that the surging love would push you too hard. So I always think slowly, the best is the slow flow, we are together The days are still very long."

"Now I know there's something crazier in that love - because you left once, I can't help but want to lock you up and lock you up so you can't leave me .”

Hearing this, Zeng Yu wanted to say something, but Liang Heng clenched his hands a little, "Listen to me first."

"When we first met again, I saw your evasion, hesitation and dodge. At that time, I thought, what should I do if you just came back and don't want to have any contact with me?"

"I don't know what I've been doing these years. If I say I've been waiting for you, I haven't looked for you. But if I say I don't expect you to come back every day, I don't believe it myself."

Liang Heng's thumb gently rubbed the back of Zeng Yu's hand, tenderly.

"So there's nothing to do." Liang Heng said firmly and somewhat paranoidly: "No matter what your thoughts are when you come back, I will definitely keep you. I can do whatever I want, as long as I have that result."

Zeng Yu hugged the flower and buried it in Liang Heng's arms, feeling the slight vibration of his chest when he spoke, and dense soreness flowed through her heart.

"But seeing you finally plucked up the courage to approach me again, saying that you would chase me from the beginning, want to participate in my life, and understand my daily life, I found that besides the result, it seems that I can regain a process of accumulation. "

"I don't have to force you, restrict you, and imprison you. We can walk toward each other with the same purpose. So as long as I know that you will still be with me in the end, no matter how long the process is, I will be very happy. "

Liang Heng put his hands on Zeng Yu's shoulders, feeling his warmth under the clothes slowly flowing into his heart, before continuing: "But now I don't want to continue this process."

"Because your pheromone came suddenly, I don't want you to have one more tangled point besides the previous considerations."

The process of two people getting along slowly and getting closer to a new start is very beautiful, but Liang Heng can't accept the addition of obstacles to this process.So he moved forward the confession that was originally scheduled for Zeng Yu's birthday next month.

Liang Heng slightly squeezed Zeng Yu's shoulders, making him look at him, "So I want to confess my love before your test results come out."

"I have to let you know, whether you have pheromone or not, whether we will have a baby like you or like me, I only want you."

"So, do you want to stay with me?"

"Think clearly." Liang Heng let go of him, stepped back a little, and opened the distance between the two of them.

"Because after agreeing to me, I will no longer restrain myself in front of you. I will allow myself to demand all your emotions, and I will monopolize all your love and care. I also need you to only see me with all your heart and eyes."

"Of course." Zeng Yu didn't want Liang Heng to be far away from her, she took the initiative to get closer and took his left hand, "I want to be with you every day, I want to cling to you all the time..."

Liang Heng leaned forward and kissed Zeng Yu, stopping all he had to say between his lips and teeth.

This was not a gentle kiss, it was Liang Heng's undisguised domineering and undeniable strength.Zeng Yu also obediently raised her head to accept his kiss, opening herself to him without reservation.

The impulse that could not be suppressed before, the love that could not be controlled, and the reaction of the susceptible period that could not be restrained, finally became the kiss between lovers that is now justified.

From now on, Zeng Yu was his.

The roses blooming in the rain are only owned by him, and the warm and bright sunshine is only owned by Zeng Yu.

Last night, Zeng Yu felt that she was already very happy.

Because Liang Heng didn't despise his irrepressible estrus reaction, didn't hate being affected by his pheromones, and was willing to touch him, get close to him, and help him relieve.

But now, Zeng Yu once again felt that what Liang Heng could and wanted to give him was far more than he imagined.

What Liang Heng said just now that he wanted, what he wanted to obtain and monopolize, Zeng Yu had also thought about for many years.

He used to hide in a dark corner and dare not speak out, but now he can really hold everything he wants firmly in his hands.

Fortunately, after so many days and nights of separation, he didn't need to make elaborate arrangements, pretend and scrutinize, and he was able to have all of Liang Heng's love and complete heart.

Zeng Yu knew that after the reunion, Liang Heng had been telling him with his own attitude and actions: there is no need to bother to seek, what he wants belongs to Liang Heng's love and intentions, Liang Heng is willing to give it to him, and has been waiting for him to get it.

Even, Liang Heng was still the same as before, willing to walk towards Zeng Yu, holding in both hands what Zeng Yu wanted, like that bouquet of white roses, filling Zeng Yu's arms.

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[1] The language of flowers comes from the Internet