There is a period in the dream

The air conditioner was cut off and didn't work.Zhong Chengming didn't think the room was hot and dry at first, but Meng Heyu's words made him sweat suddenly, running down from his neck and down his spine.

Immediately, he couldn't maintain his sitting upright, and he was uncomfortable all over, almost as if he was sitting on pins and needles.

His bewilderment is not obvious, but if you listen carefully, you can still hear it from his tone: "Enough is enough, don't talk about it."

In Zhong Chengming's steady life, this was the first time he encountered such an unmanageable situation. He couldn't come up with a solution, so he could only order Meng Heyu to stop praising.

It's not that he hasn't received thanks, his students always express their gratitude at the end of the email text respectfully, but Zhong Chengming has never received such deep gratitude, as if he saved his life.

"It's just an apple pie." Zhong Chengming said.It's not a big favor.

"It's enough," Meng Heyu said happily, "I'm so happy, thank you Brother Zhong!"

This person is really simple, but also very special, especially when Zhong Chengming started to not know how to get along with him.Several years of psychological counseling have failed, and he has become that alien who knows nothing about interpersonal communication.

Zhong Chengming stood up almost as if he was fleeing, opened the cupboard with his back to Meng Heyu, and took out a bag of unopened bread.

"Here you are," he threw the bread in front of Meng Heyu, "if you still can't eat enough."

Then Zhong Chengming didn't stay in the living room for a long time, lit the candles, and went back to the bedroom alone.

Meng Heyu was indeed starving, but he still cared about not being able to finish his food, so even though he still had a lot of room in his stomach, he only cut a slice of bread, tied the bag again, and put it back in the cupboard .

He could fall asleep when he was full. He sat at the table, thinking he had to say hello to Brother Zhong before leaving, but Brother Zhong entered the room.Meng Heyu was hesitating what to do, Zhong Chengming came out holding the candlestick, and holding a dark object in the other hand, Meng Heyu couldn't see clearly.

When Zhong Chengming approached, Meng Heyu could vaguely recognize it: "This is..."

"Power bank," Zhong Chengming said indifferently again, "Didn't your phone run out of battery?"

Meng Heyu sat in his seat and looked up at Zhong Chengming who was standing there.

The candlelight flickered, reflecting his face's emptiness and reality, but in Meng Heyu's eyes, he felt that Zhong Chengming was too shining.

"How can you be so kind, Brother Zhong," he stopped the tears, and almost burst out again, "You are so kind!"

Zhong Chengming was not only panicked this time, he was simply shocked.

Kindness.

For the first time in his life, he received such an evaluation.

Meng Heyu gave him too many firsts, too many experiences that he didn't expect.

Meng Heyu is also a different kind of person.

He will not remember Zhong Chengming's sarcastic remarks, he will only remember Zhong Chengming's kindness to him.

"Brother Zhong, I took your power bank, will it be useless for you?" Meng Heyu asked while being moved.

"You don't need to worry about it." Zhong Chengming replied coldly.

Meng Heyun nodded his head twice, handed his hands forward, and respectfully took Zhong Chengming's power bank: "Then thank you Brother Zhong, I only need to charge half of the battery, the main thing is to use WeChat—ah, say Wake up, Brother Zhong, I haven’t added you on WeChat yet!”

Zhong Chengming's first reaction was to say no, but looking into Meng Heyu's eyes, the words of refusal reached his lips but he couldn't say it for a while.

If exchanging names is just a shallow social ritual that doesn't count as the beginning of a relationship, then exchanging contact information should be.

Facing Meng Heyu, Zhong Chengming's thoughts twisted into a deadlock. He neither wanted to hand over his mobile phone number, but also wanted to hand over his mobile phone number.

The air was quiet for two seconds, but Meng Heyu interpreted the meaning of Zhong Chengming's silence, and immediately shook his hands and said, "It's okay if Brother Zhong doesn't want to add it! I know Brother Zhong likes to be alone, so it doesn't matter if you don't add WeChat." of."

Zhong Chengming knew that every word Meng Heyu said was his literal meaning, if he said it was okay, it meant that he really didn't want to force Zhong Chengming.Meng Heyu doesn't lie.

It’s just that for some reason, in this way, the vacillating scale in Zhong Chengming’s heart leaned to the side of agreement instead: “Let’s wait for your phone to turn on first.”

Meng Heyu was charging the phone at Zhong Chengming's house and waiting for the phone to turn on. The first thing he did after the screen lit up was to scan Zhong Chengming's WeChat QR code.

Zhong Chengming's profile picture is the original gray portrait, and the circle of friends is blank—Meng Heyu is not surprised, it should be said that if Zhong Chengming will post to Moments, Meng Heyu will be surprised.

"Then I'll go back to sleep first!" Meng Heyu stood by the door and greeted him.

Zhong Chengming, as always, did not express anything.

Meng Heyu didn't mind either, and still had a bright smile on his face: "Brother Zhong, good night, have a good dream!"

After Meng Heyu left, Zhong Chengming began to look through his circle of friends.

As Zhong Chengming expected, Meng Heyu's circle of friends is quite colorful, and they are not guarded against others. There is no setting that they can be seen for three days, and they can be flipped back to three or four years ago.

And Zhong Chengming really turned back to three or four years ago. The reason he gave himself was that after all, there was a power outage and there was nothing to do.

Although Meng Heyu's circle of friends is lively, the frequency of the excitement is not high. Recently, it has been less, only two or three times a month, and each time they are sent out to eat.

There are also some group photos of friends gathering, but the photos must be eaten at the end.Zhong Chengming is not unusual, there is no way to tear off the label of foodie from Meng Heyu.

Barbecue hot pot roadside stalls, cake pudding donuts, the entire circle of friends turned down, Zhong Chengming is still more interested in non-food posts, especially a family photo that looks old.

In the photo, Meng Heyu is small, sitting in his grandmother's arms, only seven or eight years old, but it can already be seen that he is a beauty.

Like Zhong Chengming, Meng Heyu's family is also very large. In the photo, excluding parents and grandparents, there are five children in total.

And Meng Heyu told Zhong Chengming that he was the youngest among the group of brothers and sisters.That's right, it must be soaked in doting and growing up since childhood to raise a clear and transparent person like Meng Heyu.

Zhong Chengming zoomed in with two fingers to look at Meng Heyu's face, thinking that he was the most successful one among the bunch of mixed races.

His older brothers and sisters are all like experimental products, there are always some imperfect flaws that need to be filled in, but when it comes to Meng Heyu, his parents finally perfected the algorithm and created a final product that can't find any faults.

In the photo, Meng Heyu’s grandfather was wearing a military uniform. After carefully identifying it for a while, Zhong Chengming confirmed that it was the military uniform of the former Soviet Union.Meng Heyu is of Chinese-Russian mixed race.

His mother was beautiful, with a temperament that could be felt through the photos, a smile on the corner of her lips was just right, a restrained and charming oriental beauty.

Meng Heyu didn't inherit her mother's smile, Zhong Chengming recalled Meng Heyu's smile by the door, he was so silly that even his eyes narrowed.

Zhong Chengming continued to check Meng Heyu's circle of friends one by one, and there were many group photos with friends in college, each of which was a hippie smiling face.Meng Heyu likes to make funny faces when taking pictures, and in response to that sentence, a good-looking person can really do whatever he wants.

And when Meng Heyu is not making funny faces, it is usually when he is serious about playing music.

Meng Heyu once formed a band in college, was the guitarist and lead singer in it, and participated in many joint school music competitions.

The keyboard player of the same team seems to have the best relationship with Meng Heyu. Every time they take a group photo, they hang shoulder to shoulder with Meng Heyu. Meng Heyu even sent a photo with him alone.Zhong Chengming sat at the table and quietly looked at the pair of good partners in high spirits in the photo. In the deepest part of his heart, a strange feeling stirred up unconsciously.

It turns out that people can be so intimate with each other.

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Brother Zhong, do you know that only when you like someone will you read his Moments one by one...