There is a period in the dream

They hugged each other in the snow for a long time, until the artificial snowflakes became dense one by one, falling all over their heads, melting away, and the hair began to get wet.

The night is getting deeper and deeper.

Finally Zhong Chengming whispered in Meng Heyu's ear: "The snow has melted and the wind is blowing and it will be cold. Xiao Meng will go back to the car first, okay?"

After a pause, he added cautiously, "Can I take you home tonight?"

Meng Heyu felt sore when he heard his words.

Zhong Chengming is full of arrogance in his bones, and one day, he will be so cautious.

"Hmm..." Meng Heyu hid his choked voice, "Yes..."

He reported the address to Zhong Chengming, and soon the vehicle drove onto the quiet road at night.

Doing the math, this is actually only the second time Meng Heyu took Zhong Chengming's car, half a year after the last time.

Last time, Meng Heyu went home with big bags and small bags, and ran into Zhong Chengming on the way.Zhong Chengming couldn't see his distressed appearance, so he offered to give him a ride.

At that time, Meng Heyu was worried about embarrassment, pretended to be asleep the whole time, and thanked each other repeatedly when they got out of the car. The relationship between the two was polite and rusty.

Who would have expected that their relationship has been turned upside down in just half a year.Ever since moving into Tianhaihe, Meng Heyu never thought for a moment that Zhong Chengming would be the first person he hugged and cried in the snowy night.

There were only two or three sporadic vehicles on the entire wide road, but Zhong Chengming's speed was still very slow, and he was frequently overtaken by the rear, but Zhong Chengming remained calm.

The time with Meng Heyu is always lost every second, and Zhong Chengming can't help but cherish it.

What's more, after such a good night, the emotions blended between the two are not the same, and the previous tight string has completely relaxed.

Meng Heyu felt ashamed after crying, and stared at the window pane stiffly, watching the street lamps move back one by one.

He cried like a child again in front of Zhong Chengming.

So Zhong Chengming always treats Meng Heyu as a child, which is not wrong. After all, Zhong Chengming has taken care of Meng Heyu's most vulnerable appearance, so he left a deep impression on him. Subconsciously, he always treats Meng Heyu with the attitude of treating children.

Another person, such as Cao Zixin, has always regarded Meng Heyu as an adult, because he and Meng Heyu have evolved from colleagues to friends, and the most common thing is that Meng Heyu is alone.

Relationships have always been mutual, and Meng Heyu thought that if he could see his own problems back then, instead of blindly blaming Zhong Chengming, maybe the two of them would not have such a deadlock.

Zhong Chengming loves him, so it is only natural that he wants to take care of him, and there is nothing wrong with him.

Human beings are emotional animals, and there are many truths that can only be figured out when you are happy.

No matter how slow the car drove, it finally arrived at the destination. Zhong Chengming parked the car downstairs of Meng Heyu's new home.

"Is it here?" he asked.

"Yes." Meng Heyu replied.

After that, the two of them were silent, and they sat silently in the car seat.

In this old residential house, the street lights were also extremely dim, illuminating the flowers, plants and trees indistinctly.

A black shadow flashed past under the street lamp, it was unknown whether it was a cat or a dog.

The air was silent and then settled. Finally, Meng Heyu said thank you first, took off his seat belt, and pulled the door handle with one hand, but found that he could not open the door.

He turned his head to look at Zhong Chengming.He was sitting firmly in the driver's seat, with his eyebrows slightly lowered.The high bridge of the nose pulls up his entire profile, which undulates like a mountain.

Meng Heyu pulled the door handle again and signaled Zhong Chengming to unlock the car with a sound.

But Zhong Chengming remained motionless, as if he had become a statue.

The street lamps that have been in disrepair for a long time cast too much light, smearing Zhong Chengming's lonely expression.

It took a long time before Meng Heyu heard Zhong Chengming speak.

"Don't go." Zhong Chengming said.

Zhong Chengming followed behind Meng Heyu, step by step up the dark and narrow staircase like a snake's cavity.

The lamp is still an old-fashioned touch lamp, and I don't know how many people's fingerprints are attached to it.This building is really too old, bearing the joys and sorrows of countless people, it has been erected here for more than ten years.

Zhong Chengming asked Meng Heyu if he was still used to living there?

He knew that Meng Heyu had always been pampered. Even if he was kicked out by his family, some friends helped him with a luxurious house. He had never lived in such a dilapidated place.

"Get used to it," Meng Heyu understood Zhong Chengming's worries, and comforted him, "It looks a bit broken at night, but it's still very clean when the sun shines in during the day."

Meng Heyu turned the lock and pushed open the door. When the lights were on, everything could not hide. Zhong Chengming could put all the corners of this room, inside and out, into his eyelids.

It has a very simple layout, but it has all the internal organs, and there are many things that should be there.

A green military overcoat hung on the sofa, and a guitar stood by the wall.

The windows are open, embedding the flowers, branches and vines outside.Meng Heyu is used to opening windows to ventilate, and he is not afraid of thieves.In his words, thieves would not come to this kind of place.

The cold wind blew in carelessly through the windows, blowing the curtains to bulge.Meng Heyu went forward to close the window, and tied the curtains, asking Zhong Chengming if he was hungry.

"There should be quick-frozen dumplings in the refrigerator, do you want to eat?" He asked, paused for two seconds, and then hurriedly added, "Not expired."

"Not hungry." Zhong Chengming put a pair of leather shoes together at the entrance, and stood up straight.

Meng Heyu poured him a glass of water, and went to adjust the water temperature in the bathroom. After the adjustment, he found clothes for Zhong Chengming, too busy to take time off.

By the time the two of them settled down, it was already midnight.Meng Heyu stood at the door of the bedroom, regretting for a moment.

Obviously he was the one who first took the initiative to ask Zhong Chengming if he wanted to stay overnight, but now he is hesitant.

The door of the bedroom was ajar, Meng and Yu breathed deeply together, and finally mustered up the courage to push the door open.

Zhong Chengming was sitting by the bed, wearing Meng Heyu's other pajamas, which were obviously too short, and a large section of skin was exposed at the ankles.

But this is not where Meng Heyu is concerned.

His attention was on Zhong Chengming's arms.Zhong Chengming was hugging a pillow, Meng Heyu's pillow, with his whole face buried in it, as if he was sniffing.

Meng Heyu hesitantly approached with light feet, and shouted "Zhong Chengming" more and more angrily, with a rising end, which was a questioning tone.

Zhong Chengming raised his head, and the panic of being caught only appeared for [-] seconds—or it didn't appear at all. In short, from Meng Heyu's point of view, Zhong Chengming's expression was always the same as before.

He calmly put down the pillow and asked in a declarative tone, "Did you finish washing?"

"Well, I'm done washing..." Meng Heyu sat down by the bed, his eyes still wandering between the pillow and Zhong Chengming, "You just..."

It might be embarrassing to be someone else, after all, it is always embarrassing for an obsessed thing to be smashed.

But Zhong Chengming just smiled at Meng Heyu: "You smell nice, did I tell you?"

Meng Heyu was taken aback, and his first reaction was to grab his neckline, cover his mouth and nose and take a deep sniff: "No!"

Unexpectedly, Zhong Chengming suddenly turned sideways, pressed against Meng Heyu's neck, and took a deep breath.

"No?" he asked slowly.

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The copy says that there is only one chance to chase after his wife, but Brother Zhong has already finished chasing his wife.

But because Xiao Meng will start a career in the future, Brother Zhong will have to suffer for a while