There is a period in the dream

Meng Heyu gave many reasons for asking for shelter, but Zhong Chengming keenly captured the most important reason: "There is no food."

Love to eat is probably the most distinctive feature of Meng Heyu. Although Zhong Chengming has social barriers, he will not fail to notice this.

Meng Heyu is also considered a sensible person, and would pretend to be asleep to avoid embarrassment. This time, he must be hungry and going crazy, so he came to ask for shelter.

And the fact is true: "Yes, there is nothing left. I usually don't have time to cook, and I have never prepared ingredients at home. I have eaten all the ready-to-eat ones, really—"

He rubbed his stomach, and after only a few hours of hunger, he felt a little bony: "I'm really hungry."

"Then come in." Zhong Chengming said helplessly.

Could it be that in this situation, he can still lock people out.Zhong Chengming thought to himself that he had no choice.

It is often the hardest step to take the first step. Since he has already helped Meng Heyu once, it is not difficult to continue helping, as if he has formed a kind of inertia.

Meng Heyu lowered his head and was about to step into Zhong Chengming's house, but remembered that Zhong Chengming's house might not have guests' slippers, so he folded his feet and went back to get his own pair.

In the room, Zhong Chengming blew out the candles, put on a brighter flashlight, and shone the light on the wall, making a white wall miserable.

When Meng Heyu came back and asked why the light source was changed, Zhong Chengming simply explained: "The broken one is the central power supply. I don't know when it will be repaired, so try to use the flashlight sparingly."

When the power went out, he looked for the flashlight, only to find that the flashlight that had been used for many years seemed to be aging and leaking electricity, so he only lit candles and kept the light of the flashlight until it was really needed.

In this situation, in his eyes, there is a need: Didn't Meng Heyu just say that the house is very dark?

The tone of Zhong Chengming's explanation was calm. Meng Heyu thought that he should be very experienced in dealing with typhoons. Unlike himself, he didn't even know how to buy more food.

Thinking of this, he felt both admiration and fear in his heart. The admiration was the admiration for Zhong Chengming's calmness, and he was afraid that he would become a burden: "Brother Zhong, let's use the candle instead! You don't need to turn on the flashlight for me."

"fine."

Meng Heyu still wanted to fight, but Zhong Chengming's next sentence made him shut up consciously: "You don't need to worry about it so much."

It was a very indifferent tone to others, but Meng Heyu only thought that Brother Zhong was really a good person.

Say to turn on the flashlight for him, turn on the flashlight for him.

The light beam shot out and hit the wall, illuminating the space to the maximum extent, so Meng Heyu saw Zhong Chengming's house, which was very empty.

There are only tool furniture, dining table, sofa, and the rest are all blank.He didn't even have a TV, let alone any decorative items, and there was only one clock on the entire wall, and the minute hand pointed to nine o'clock in the evening.

Since the price of Tianhaihe's house is high, the living area is naturally considerable. This makes Zhong Chengming's house even more empty, as if it has only been renovated in half, a very dull residence, without any human touch, and it doesn't look like a person living alone place.

Meng Heyu didn't want to look around too much. After all, this is someone else's home, and there is really nothing to look around here. It only takes a second, and all the corners and corners are drawn into the eyelids.

"What to eat?" Zhong Chengming opened the refrigerator, and there was still some residual air-conditioning in it, which quickly melted into the air.

"Anything is fine!" Meng Heyu replied in a second.Zhong Chengming is willing to take him in, and he is already thankful. He would ask for food even if he is willing to take in rotten steamed buns. He is really hungry.

Zhong Chengming looked back and forth in the refrigerator, and finally brought out a box of bright red packaging——

Apple pie.

Meng Heyu was completely unexpected, and his whole body was rooted in place.

"What's the matter?" Zhong Chengming's puzzled expression was very subtle. In this room with only an old flashlight as the light source, Meng Heyu couldn't even see his slightly frowning eyebrows clearly from a few steps away. .

He also couldn't concentrate to observe, staring straight at the paper box containing the apple pie, and asked, "Is this for me?"

"Yeah," Zhong Chengming replied, "but it's been left all night."

It's been left overnight, that's what he bought yesterday morning, hasn't he finished eating it yet?Meng Heyu asked: "Brother Zhong doesn't like to eat?"

"Yesterday was the first time I tried it, it was too sweet, I don't like it—" Zhong Chengming felt that Meng and Yu asked too many irrelevant questions, wasting each other's time, "Do you want to eat or not?"

Meng Heyu stood by the dining table all the time, with his hands stuck to his sides stiffly, looking cute and miserable, as if he had been punished for no reason by Zhong Chengming, a bad teacher.

Zhong Chengming's words seemed to have lifted his restraint, and he immediately moved, eating and eating in response, and sat down in his seat.

Zhong Chengming also sat back in his seat and continued to work in front of the computer.

Because of the power outage, the router couldn't be used, and the network was naturally disconnected. Zhong Chengming is now reading a student's thesis while connected to his mobile phone data.Although he doesn't like to communicate with students face-to-face, he always completes the rest of his duties with full marks, especially when he is very cautious when making comments on students' papers, and he responds on time.

When typing the second paragraph, the computer still had 20.00% of battery power left, Zhong Chengming wanted to save some power for emergency use, so he suspended the work at hand and covered the laptop screen.

He and Meng Heyu were sitting opposite each other, and the flashlight was placed horizontally between them, so as to illuminate them to the greatest extent.

So as soon as Zhong Chengming put the computer on, he faced Meng Heyu directly.His right hand was busy stuffing the apple pie into his mouth, making one cheek bulge.

Meng Heyu looked a little dazed, as if he was thinking about something, but he didn't seem to be thinking about anything, just distracted.

His eyes are bright.

It was so bright that Zhong Chengming was startled, and for a moment he suspected that his hypothesis had been proved most conclusively: under Meng Heyu's eyes, it was not the vitreous lens, but beads, jade, or gems.

He has always been aware that Meng Heyu's eyes are an unreasonable dream for him, which may be why he helps Meng Heyu again and again, against his own principles.

He couldn't move his eyes, staring at Meng Heyu closely, and Meng Heyu also looked at him.

After an unknown period of time, Zhong Chengming heard a very soft whimper, very slight, like the cry of a newborn animal unable to lift his strength, then Meng Heyu lowered his head slightly, and Zhong Chengming watched him shed tears.

He finally understood why Meng Heyu's eyes were so bright.

Full of tears, of course it lit up, Meng Heyu was crying.

Zhong Chengming couldn't react.

It has been a long time since he saw anyone cry. The only emotions he can experience in his daily life are the respect and fear of his students, the jealousy and flattery of his colleagues, and the appreciation and dissatisfaction of his superiors. number.

Without the most basic great joy and great sorrow, I don't know joy or sorrow, let alone panic.

Panic, he hasn't felt this way for a long time.

His life has been going on in an orderly manner according to his plan, the most streamlined social interaction, and not even an ineffective and dangerous relationship will expose his inner essence described by his parents as a devil.Work is a necessary prerequisite for survival, and the talent given by God is exchanged for rich material.

Everything is under his control, the most, that is, like today, a typhoon, a natural disaster, but he is still prepared, there are ways to do anything.

But Zhong Chengming had nothing to do with the person in front of him who was crying for no reason.

Then we have to find the reason, and the matter can be solved easily after finding the reason: "Why are you crying?"

Meng Heyu wiped his face with his left hand indiscriminately, with the palms of his hands and the backs of his hands together, constantly wiping the tears from his cheeks.

How embarrassing, he thought, he was a man, a Russian, how could he cry in front of other people?If Papa saw him like this, he would be punished for dinner.

But, but...

"It's so delicious," Meng Heyu cried while clenching the hand holding the apple pie, almost holding the already softened crispy shell into a long strip, "It's really delicious..."

Zhong Chengming's feeling is very subtle.

On the one hand, he felt that it was childish for a big man to cry like this just for this reason, but on the other hand, he couldn't help but feel that the person in front of him was really innocent... he searched all over the world and couldn't find another one. .

Everything is written on the face, and what is on the mind can be seen clearly.

So every word of his has extra weight, because Zhong Chengming now knows very well that Meng Heyu is a person who doesn't know how to lie, every word of him is the truth, and every compliment is sincere:

"Brother Zhong, I was really hungry just now, and I suspected that I was going to die." Meng Heyu cried and took another bite of the apple pie. Your life!"

"Brother Zhong, you are so kind, you are the best!"

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Brother Zhong: Crazy Heartbeat