what is the relationship between us

Meng Xinci doesn't open Weibo very often, only when he has something to say, and even if he does, he doesn't read any comments or browse other things.That number is in a state where there are no fans and no attention, and there is nothing worth watching.

But this time when he opened it, he was really taken aback. He gained a lot of fans for no reason. Not only that, almost every Weibo also had a lot of comments.

Those few words and phrases that I don't remember why I posted them were interpreted by netizens, coupled with their imagination, and turned into a brand new story.

Meng Xinci was having lunch, and was so shocked when he saw Weibo turned into this, he couldn't even eat his meal.He held his chopsticks and looked at the phone in a daze. With so many attentions and comments, it was impossible to delete them even if he wanted to clear them like before.

Ning Wang was sitting opposite him, and he was discussing with him who made Xu Kaici so bold that he dared to have a showdown with his family.Later, the more he saw Meng Xinci's state, the more strange it became, and he gradually stopped his voice.

He raised his hand and waved it twice in front of Meng Xinci, and asked him, "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Meng Xinci didn't make a sound, he was still in a daze, Ning Wang patted him again, and Meng Xinci came back to his senses.

Meng Xinci handed the phone to Ning Wang, frowned and said anxiously: "Brother Xu has no way to survive with his father, and I probably have no way to survive online."

Ning Wang took the phone over, flipped through it casually, and then frowned.Why can this kind of broken account be found? This account is not as powerful as Ning Wang, and there are so many comments now.

Ning Wang thought that it might be Meng Xinci's drama, but didn't it mean that the theater didn't care?How could such a thing happen?

"Do you still have a drama theater recently?" Ning Wang asked Meng Xinci.

Meng Xinci shook his head, "No, there are a few children's dramas after school starts, and I send them all by email. Even if I go there occasionally, it's at the children's department."

"Hmm..." Ning Wang thought for a while, and carefully suggested to Meng Xinci: "Why don't you go back and find some time, or go and see it, I think this should have something to do with your drama, maybe it's not as good as you imagined. Difference."

Meng Xinci thought for a while, nodded, then smiled and told Ning Wang to leave it alone and eat first.

He said: "Good or bad, it doesn't matter that much, anyway, I plan to resign."

Ning Wang was still reading those comments, and he found that there were some comments similar to novels, which were quite satisfying to read, and Ning Wang relished reading them.

He absent-mindedly said to Meng Xinci: "Don't, why did you quit such a good job, and he didn't...Meng Zi, Meng Zai, answer the phone quickly, that person is calling you!"

He was watching well at first, but suddenly a phone call came. Ning Wang thought for a while and realized that this is the person Meng Xinci talked about that night?He handed the mobile phone to Meng Xinci, and sat beside him to eat quietly without disturbing or eavesdropping.

Meng Xinci picked up the phone with his heart in his throat. It was so noisy over there. He didn't know where Wan Junxiu was.

He didn't dare to speak, he didn't know what Wan Junxiu wanted to say, what happened on his Weibo just a second ago was enough to make him uneasy, and Wan Junxiu's sudden call made him not know how to deal with it.

The hand holding the phone was already sweating, he had already stood up, and he felt that Wan Junxiu must be busy, he had already figured out how to ask the teacher for leave, and then bought the fastest train to go home.

No no no, the train is too slow, the plane will be faster.

Fortunately, Wan Junxiu spoke. If he didn't speak again, Meng Xinci might have to go to the office to ask for leave.

He said: "Are you free now? I... I'm at the high-speed rail station, can you pick me up, I don't know the way very well..."

Meng Xinci breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he is fine.

Immediately Meng Xinci reacted, and asked him in disbelief: "You mean you are in Shanghai?"

"Well, I'm in Shanghai."

Meng Xinci put the bowls and chopsticks aside, and asked Ning Wang with his eyes to help him deliver them to the plate collection place.He was flustered and excited, and he told Meng Xinci loudly: "You just stay there, don't run around, I'll be there right away!

"No hurry, take your time. Have you eaten yet? Come back after you have eaten."

It would be noon, and Meng Xinci must have not eaten yet. When Wan Junxiu first started calling, he was worried that he would disturb Meng Xinci for dinner.

But he really missed Meng Xinci so much. He never closed his eyes for a moment during the journey. As the train moved forward, his heart rose a little bit in his throat.

The ghost knows how regretful he is, and how much he hopes that this train can go faster, so fast that he can get back all the lost time of these two years.

When Meng Xinci arrived at the station, he saw Wan Junxiu at a glance. He didn't seem to change. It was the same as the first time Meng Xinci saw Wan Junxiu many years ago.

He was dressed in gray and black sportswear, and sat quietly on the wheelchair with his legs splayed inwards. He was still wearing the black backpack.

Long time no see, Wan Junxiu was still sitting quietly smiling at him, but Meng Xinci suddenly didn't dare to approach him.

He was clearly on the road, but he urged the driver to drive faster.

His throat was throbbing, and Meng Xinci didn't even know where to put his hands. He scratched his hair, wondering for a moment whether he should step forward, and he wanted to say something.

It was Wan Junxiu who came to him holding the joystick, but in fact he couldn't say anything.

For some reason, he felt that the child had grown taller again.

The child in my memory is wearing a baggy school uniform, obediently bobbing a student's head, and looks like a child forever.

But now Wan Junxiu felt that he shouldn't be called a child. He was wearing a shirt and a pair of jeans on his straight legs.The shoulders are wide and the waist is thin, and the hairstyle is much better than the old grandfather in the community.

Meng Xinci is no longer a child, but a man who can handle things.

After being silent for a long time, Wan Junxiu only murmured: "I've lost weight, I've lost a lot of weight."

Meng Xinci bent down, and only reached out to touch Wan Junxiu's back, which was stiff.Still unable to say anything, he just quietly pushed Wan Junxiu out of the station.

The Didi driver in the mobile phone will arrive in a while, and the sun is so hot outside, Meng Xinci stretches out his hand to block Wan Junxiu in front of him without thinking too much, to shield him from the light.

These things seem to be engraved in Meng Xinci's bones. Even after such a long time, as long as he stays with Wan Junxiu, these things will be awakened and he can react immediately.

When the car came in front of the two people, Meng Xinci picked up Wan Junxiu and helped him into the car.

He didn't feel that he was thinner, but felt that Wan Junxiu was much lighter. Just now when his arm was on his body, Meng Xinci only felt like a handful of dry wood, but he didn't feel much flesh.

"You've lost a lot of weight. Don't you eat?" Meng Xinci lowered his eyes and asked Wan Junxiu as he stuck to Wan Junxiu so that Wan Junxiu could sit on his back.

Until now, Meng Xinci felt it was real when there was real physical contact.

That Wan Junxiu who only appeared in dreams had really come before him.

When he got in the car, Meng Xinci suddenly realized that he didn't know what Wan Junxiu was here for.At that time, I just felt that Wan Junxiu's back was stiff, so I took Wan Junxiu to find a convenient hotel to stay in for granted, because I wanted to rest anyway.

He tilted his head and asked Wan Junxiu in a low voice: "Are you coming to Shanghai... for something?"

Wan Junxiu nodded, slowly moved the hand that was resting on his lap, and gently rubbed Meng Xinci twice as before, "Well, there is something, very important."

"Then do you want me to take you there first?"

Wan Junxiu shook his head, "No, you can go anywhere, I'll listen to you."

Meng Xinci didn't dare to look at Wan Junxiu, but Wan Junxiu's eyes never left Meng Xinci for a moment.It's really different, Meng Xinci was not so shy before, but now Meng Xinci must be shy, even his neck is a little red.

Meng Xinci faltered and hawed, his heart beating all the time. "Then I'll take you to the hotel first and have a good rest first. If something happens, I'll ask for leave tomorrow to accompany you. Why didn't you let Li Rui accompany you? It's not convenient for you to travel alone."

Meng Xinci himself felt as if he couldn't speak, and whatever he said was bullshit.

He obviously wouldn't do this in front of Wan Junxiu before, and he obviously talked a lot in front of Wan Junxiu.

There was a driver in front of him, and it was inconvenient for Wan Junxiu to say these words, so he also lowered his head and remained silent.

After finally reaching the hotel entrance, Meng Xinci refused to let Wan Junxiu sit in a wheelchair again. Although Wan Junxiu didn't say anything, Meng Xinci knew that he must be uncomfortable.

He bent down, let Wan Junxiu lie on his back, and asked the driver to help push the wheelchair into the hotel.

Meng Xinci never put Wan Junxiu down until after checking in.

Wan Junxiu's feet were hanging in the air, and he would occasionally kick Meng Xinci with the movements of the two of them. Although he didn't feel it, he had been recited by Meng Xinci many times over the years, and he knew he would definitely kick him again. Meng Xin resigned.

He whispered, "I'm sorry, Xinci."

Meng Xinci didn't speak, and didn't speak until the door: "I'm very happy when you come. I'm really happy. I'm so happy that I can't talk, let alone a few light feet."

He put Wan Junxiu on the bed, fetched a basin of water for Wan Junxiu, washed him quickly, and put on dry diapers.

Wan Junxiu felt a little regretful and sad when he saw Meng Xinci just doing these things with his head down. If he really said everything he wanted to say in a while, these things would follow Meng Xinci for the rest of his life.

He blinked, and the light in his eyes dimmed again.

Meng Xinci couldn't figure out why Wan Junxiu came all the way to Shanghai because of the exhausting journey, and what was worth Wan Junxiu's trip.

Massaging his stiff back, Meng Xinci couldn't help complaining: "I don't ask for help when I'm so far away, and I don't know what is worth the trip."

"because of you."

Wan Junxiu suddenly stretched out his hand. He wanted to pull Wan Junxiu, but he couldn't open his curled hand, and finally just vainly rubbed against Meng Xinci's arm.

Meng Xinci's eyes were wide open. He was afraid that he had heard wrong, so he grabbed Wan Junxiu and asked, "What... what did you just say?"

Wan Junxiu was lying on his side. This posture was really not suitable for talking. He begged Meng Xinci to help him sit up.

The stiffness in the back has not yet been rubbed away, and this sudden change in body position still feels like tearing the back.Even though Meng Xinci was careful, no matter how hard he supported his back, Wan Junxiu still let out a muffled snort.

He was almost leaning on the quilt pillow, crooked and ugly, but it was more formal than just lying down.

Wan Junxiu raised his hand and pointed at the backpack with a finger like a chicken paw, "There is a piece of draft paper that you used before in the interlayer, can you get it for me?"

Meng Xinci rummaged for a long time before he found the piece of paper under his backpack. His personal belongings had already wrinkled the old draft paper.

It's the words I wrote before, and Wan Junxiu's densely packed name.

Seeing this piece of paper suddenly, Meng Xinci remembered how he felt when he first fell in love with Wan Junxiu.

Boredom, joy, and sadness are all mixed together, and finally written quietly on paper, and then hidden in a dark place where no one knows.

Meng Xinci's hands holding the draft paper were trembling, and the corners of his eyes were red.

"There is a long and muddy road. I am on this side and you are on the other side. I am always walking in your direction, but this road is very long. I walk very slowly. In order to meet you soon , can you come to me too?"

Wan Junxiu opened his mouth slowly, he can remember this sentence without looking at it now, every word of this sentence is like a knife, sharply cutting off every piece of flesh in his heart all the way to Shanghai.

He held his head up, looked at Meng Xinci whose tears were already rolling in his eyes, and forced a smile.

He went on to say: "It's so difficult to walk alone, so I'll walk a little bit towards you. Would you like to take it easy?"

Wan Junxiu wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Meng Xinci's sudden bending and kissing.

It was still a kiss with tears, as if every time he and Meng Xinci kissed each other when they were awake, Xinci was crying.

He reached out and wiped away Meng Xinci's tears with the back of his hand, and took the initiative to kiss Meng Xinci.

"Don't cry, don't cry in the future, at least don't cry when kissing, okay?"

Meng Xinci nodded and wiped away the teardrops on his face with his backhand, but found that it seemed useless, the more he wiped, the more tears would flow.At first, it was only the end of the eye that was red, but now the entire eye socket is red.

It seemed that the grievances that had accumulated for two years all burst out at this moment. No one could know or understand those longings that engulfed him when he was alone.

He kicked off his shoes, hugged Wan Junxiu, lay on his body and cried like he did many, many years ago.

Tears fell down his chin and onto Wan Junxiu's shoulders, every drop of hot tears burned a scar on Wan Junxiu's body.

Wan Junxiu endured the pain, slowly raised his arms, and patted Meng Xinci's back repeatedly.

It's really thinner, and the shoulder blades are more obvious than before, even if I feel that I can feel them with the few hands left.

The crying stopped, but Meng Xinci still refused to let go, just hugging Wan Junxiu.Although the posture was awkward and he was uncomfortable, it was nothing compared to the hug he had been waiting for for so many years.

"Wan Junxiu, you don't need to come, I will run towards you, you just have to wait for me." He whispered on Wan Junxiu's shoulder.

After thinking about it, he shook his head and said, "No, no, you should have come earlier. You don't know, I've been waiting for you for two years."

"It's not two days, it's not two months, it's the alternation of day and night, the change of seasons, two painful and lonely years."

The author has something to say: I feel... If I don’t confess my love, my hair will turn gray.

感谢在2021-02-2713:35:24~2021-03-0105:08:03期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mines: 9 double-flying potions; 1 dog brother from the WIFI team; thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of dog brother from the WIFI team; 3 bottles of lillymm; thank you very much for your support ,I will continue to work hard!