There is a period in the dream

Zhong Chengming stood straight facing the elevator. At first Meng Heyu thought he was going downstairs, so he made way for him, but Zhong Chengming didn't move a step.

His eyes fixed on Liang Chenghong.

He recognized this person. Before the power outage, he looked through Meng Heyu's circle of friends and saw many photos of this person.

He is the keyboard player in Meng Heyu's band, and whenever he takes photos with Meng Heyu, there is infinite intimacy between them.

Zhong Chengming couldn't help but be vigilant.

Now his gaze followed this man up and down, watching him put one arm on Meng Heyu's shoulder like this, attaching half of his body weight to Meng Heyu's body, just like every time they take a photo together.

There was a pungent smell of alcohol in the air, and Zhong Chengming felt dizzy for Meng Heyu.

He really wanted to step forward and tear the keyboard player off Meng Heyu like a sticker.

But here, Meng Heyu faced Zhong Chengming, who refused to move, and had no intention of arguing with him, only wanted to not provoke him, so he couldn't hide.

Just as he was about to bypass Zhong Chengming, unexpectedly he was willing to move again.

He blocked Meng Heyu's house in one step, and blocked Meng Heyu like a mountain. The intention of opposing Meng Heyu was obvious.

Meng Heyu was upset enough tonight, and Zhong Chengming's appearance made him feel like he was one head and two big ones.

"What on earth do you want?!" Meng Heyu suddenly raised his head and stared at Zhong Chengming.

"Are you taking him home?"

Meng Heyu felt that Zhong Chengming was more elusive than the most complicated math problem in the world.It was clear that he ignored him before, but now he came to ask him who he brought home.

"It's none of your business who I bring home?" Meng Heyu's good temper was gone, and he reached out to push Zhong Chengming away, "Excuse me."

But Zhong Chengming refused, and grabbed Meng Heyu's arm while shoving: "Calm down, I have something to tell you."

Telling someone to calm down when they are angry is usually counterproductive.

Meng Heyu immediately turned up the volume: "But I have nothing to say to you! Zhong Chengming, you'd better stop!"

His emotions became agitated, and Liang Chenghong woke up a little bit from his drunken state, and there was movement.

He raised his head and squinted at Zhong Chengming.Alcohol weakened his thinking ability, but strengthened his intuition, which made him immediately smell the hostility in the person in front of him, and his tone became as fierce as Meng Heyu: "Who are you?!"

Zhong Chengming didn't intend to talk to the drunk, but this annoyed Liang Chenghong. He immediately tightened the arm muscles on Meng Heyu's shoulders, and pulled Meng Heyu closer to him: "Don't harass Xiao Meng!"

This kind of action, which is no different from taking an oath of sovereignty, squeezed Zhong Chengming's heart tightly.

Now Zhong Chengming can finally be sure that the danger he perceived at the beginning is indeed real.

Every time the keyboard player took a photo with Meng Heyu, the intimacy was beyond the scope of friendship.This cognition is like a tube of sour injection that penetrates into Zhong Chengming's veins, and along with the blood flow around the whole body, it gradually corrodes Zhong Chengming's heart.

He missed Meng and Yu too much.

It was not him who met Meng Heyu early, but the drunken alcoholic in front of him.

Fortunately, Meng Heyu got up immediately, threw off Liang Chenghong's arm, and said angrily, "Enough Liang Chenghong! Aren't you harassing me too?!"

Zhong Chengming felt at ease immediately.

Fortunately, Xiao Meng only hated this man.He knew that Xiaomeng had always been devoted to love.

Liang Chenghong was thrown away by Meng Heyu, staggered two steps, leaned on the wall to stand still, and was a little slow to react to Meng Heyu's rejection.

However, Meng Heyu didn't bother to talk to him anymore, and only asked Zhong Chengming: "You are the same Zhong Chengming, why are you blocking my house? Don't you hate me?"

Only then did Zhong Chengming and Meng Heyu get back to the topic: "I saw the Moments you posted, and I think there is a misunderstanding between us."

"Huh? Circle of friends?" Meng Heyu didn't focus on misunderstanding at all, "I understand, I will block you later."

The matter of blacklisting is too merciless, and Meng Heyu has never considered such a decisive way to deal with it.

Who knew that he would cause so many troubles for no reason, Meng Heyu regretted it now.As the saying goes, when you should stop and continue to suffer from chaos, it really makes sense.

Speaking of Moments, Meng Heyu suddenly remembered something, turned his head and asked Liang Chenghong: "Did you also see my Moments? Did you follow me all the way home?"

When Zhong Chengming heard this, he clenched his fists: "Are you following Xiaomeng?!"

Meng Heyu turned his head again: "Don't call me Xiaomeng!"

Zhong Chengming's heart ached again, Meng Heyu's dislike for him was so clear, if he had a showdown with him, it would be even more difficult for the two of them to end.

Zhong Chengming took a deep breath to stabilize his emotions, and explained to Meng Heyu again under his voice: "There is a misunderstanding between us, can we talk about it?"

Talk, talk, talk to him one or two.

Do you want him to set up a conference table?

"I'm not in the mood." Meng Heyu was in no mood at all, "Zhong Chengming, get out of the way, I want to go home."

As usual, Zhong Chengming might give Meng Heyu time when he saw Meng Heyu's irritable appearance.But tonight there was an unknown person beside Meng Heyu, and Zhong Chengming couldn't move.

"I just need to confirm one thing," Zhong Chengming said, "Who is the person who came out of the nightclub with you that night?"

"Nightclub?" The dizzy Liang Chenghong caught the harsh words and interrupted suddenly, "Xiao Meng, why are you going to the nightclub?!"

Problems came one after another, pinching Meng Heyu left and right, making him dizzy even if he wasn't drunk, and for a moment he wanted to shut them both out.

Liang Chenghong went crazy with drunkenness, and asked why repeatedly, and finally Meng Heyu couldn't take it anymore, and asked back: "Why should I go to a nightclub? Liang Chenghong, why don't you think about it first, who made me homeless?" return?"

Zhong Chengming frowned: "Homeless?"

Liang Chenghong straightened up quickly: "Xiao Meng, you really went to the nightclub! Did you sell it?!"

Meng Heyu immediately uttered Russian swear words, what happened to his eyes in the past three years, how could he be such a stupid and bad person as his best friend: "Am I so despicable in your eyes?! No matter how poor I am, I can't sell it!"

"But……"

"I'm going to work!" Meng Heyu interrupted Liang Chenghong's doubts, "UA taught me bartending, didn't you fucking learn it too?!"

No one could understand that Russian swear word just now, but Zhong Chengming and Liang Chenghong both understood this fucking sentence.

One of these two men had known Meng Heyu for three years, and the other had known Meng Heyu for half a year. Whether the time was long or short, they had never heard Meng Heyu swear.

This increasingly chaotic development stopped immediately, and the air gradually became quiet.

Complicated emotions were still intertwined, and Zhong Chengming felt more and more uneasy. After a period of silence, he was finally forced to speak first: "Little..."

——Don't call me Xiaomeng!

This sentence passed by Zhong Chengming's ear again, he was choked up, and changed his words in time: "Meng Heyu, I really have something to tell you, and I must say it."

Meng Heyu was so tired, so tired.Since Zhong Chengming's words must be said, it's useless for him to resist, isn't it?

But Zhong Chengming lowered his eyes in the next second: "It's my request, let me be with you."

...what is this.

While using commands to indicate that he must speak, he asked in a low voice.

All the developments tonight were unexpected, especially Zhong Chengming's cowardly gesture made Meng Heyu even more unbelievable.

"I first apologize for my attitude in the past," Zhong Chengming continued, "I'm sorry Meng Heyu, I didn't mean to target you."

Leaving aside the amount of information in Zhong Chengming's words, Meng and Yudan softened their hearts for no reason when they looked at his soft-browed face.

Zhong Chengming waited quietly for Meng Heyu's reply. After an unknown amount of time, he finally heard him say, "We can go together, but you must leave before twelve o'clock."

Meng Heyu turned his eyes to look at Liang Chenghong again: "You too. All of you must leave before twelve o'clock."

Zhong Chengming breathed a sigh of relief, and an imperceptible smile floated on the corner of his mouth.

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Xiaomeng is so difficult!