Please don't be so hard on me!

"Take you as Teacher Luo?" Miao Cun put down his pen in astonishment, "Do you know what you're talking about?"

"I know."

"You can't be." Miao Cun flatly rejected him, "You are not the same as him at all."

Luo Minghan asked mockingly: "Didn't you always treat me like him? This should be something you are very good at."

Miao Cun stared blankly at his face, opened his lips, and swallowed what he wanted to say, but he just said vaguely: "I don't understand you."

"Maybe I feel regretful with you."

What regrets?The communication between them until today is nothing but chicken feathers. Even if it is illuminated by the sun, there are some shining colors, but if you take a closer look, it is just chicken feathers.

"If you don't make up for these regrets, aren't you afraid that I'll stalk you after you go out?" Luo Minghan smiled. The red and purple bruises at the corners of his eyes and lips have not disappeared. Still can't hide his handsomeness.

·

Aunt Qian came to unlock the lock at night and returned the room card to Luo Minghan.Lao Yan brought a bunch of ingredients, big and small, to show off his culinary skills here.Miao Cun looked at his busy back, and vaguely remembered the afternoon of interviewing him. He tasted one dish after another, one dessert after another, and scored them one by one according to the standard of opening a restaurant.Lao Yan rolled up his apron and came out to thank him for his employment. Luo Minghan hugged him from behind and kissed him, saying, this is your boss.

"After I leave, will Uncle Yan be fired by you?" Miao Cun tasted the mango coconut milk ice, and used a small, long ice spoon to poke the smoothie that was piled up like a hill.

"I have introduced him to a new restaurant, the treatment is better than mine, but it will be a little tiring, he has already interviewed."

Lao Yan just brought out a new cold appetizer, and said with a smile, "This is the last meal, Boss Miaomiao."

Miao Cun pursed his lips as a smile.The smoothie with coconut milk flavor melts on the tip of the tongue and is not very sweet.

When eating dinner, it was like returning to the villa again.Aunt Qian and the others have always had a separate table, and they will take care of the customers to eat first, and then eat later.The huge room suddenly became popular, and it was no longer eerily quiet like it was a few days ago.

Luo Minghan rarely moved his chopsticks, and most of the time he watched Miao Cun eat. Miao Cun looked at his embarrassed face and gauze-wrapped hands, and understood in his heart that Luo Minghan couldn't eat these peppers, spices and hair at all. Mango is also a taste.

"As soon as you moved here, I seldom waited on you for dinner," Aunt Qian smiled kindly, "I always feel that it's been a long time, and I'm just like my family. I don't feel at ease when I can't see you."

She avoids talking about their breakup, and just treats this meal as a simple, everyday meal.

Lao Yan was still working on desserts in the kitchen, and when he came out, he said to Luo Minghan, "The recipe I gave you last time, the mango in oyster sauce was wrongly written, and I ordered an extra decimal point. Is it salty?"

Luo Minghan smiled: "No, I haven't had time to do it yet."

"Then I'll change it for you and paste it for you again."

"No need," Luo Minghan called to stop him, "I won't need it in the future."

Lao Yan glanced at Miao Cun, said "Ai Hei" twice, and went back to the kitchen.

After dinner, Luo Minghan accompanied him downstairs for a walk.The community is a high-end community with beautiful greenery. Although there is no view at night, but fortunately, the weather is good today, and stars can be seen vaguely.

This was the first time Miao Cun went downstairs in the past half a month, the feeling of stepping on the ground was so unreal, he felt like he had escaped from a prison.

"Aren't you afraid that I will take the opportunity to run away?"

"Not afraid."

"I'm not that trustworthy."

Luo Minghan glanced at him: "You are even more afraid that I will stalk you again later. Thinking about it this way, these three days are not so unbearable, right?"

Miao Cun was silent for a while, and then said for a while, "You don't have to be so smart."

If you see people's hearts too clearly, you can make a lot of money, but it shouldn't be very pleasant.

There are many people in this world who live by intuition. They are intuitive animals, such as Miao Cun. If you like it, you like it. If you don’t feel it, you don’t feel it. The subconscious in your nerves will teach him the instinct of life.

Luo Minghan is a rational animal, he lives by logic and reason.Some moments of getting along, if you use your intuition to feel, they are still very gentle and hazy, but if you use logical deduction, you will only be left with sobriety and pain.

Miao Cun thought, if he was told at this time that he didn't treat him as Luo Yuanhe in the past, he probably wouldn't believe it, because it didn't conform to Luo Minghan's logic.

"Sometimes I also wish I could be a little stupid." Luo Minghan said with Versailles, and smiled.

There are not many stars in the sky, only the Big Dipper can be spelled out, which is very bright, and the clouds are vague and cover it by accident.

"You called me that day and said you missed me." Luo Minghan raised his head.

Miao Cun withdrew his gaze from the night sky and stared at him blankly.

"Forgot?" Luo Minghan didn't expect him to forget so quickly, he pricked his heart like a bee sting, and reminded him: "It's May Day, when you went to sketch."

Miao Cun actually remembered.He looked up again, and Orion was nowhere to be seen today.

"I received your call in the middle of the night that day, washed my face and brushed my teeth, put on a suit and got ready to go to work," Luo Minghan laughed, "I realized it was midnight when I walked out the door."

Miao Cun also laughed, a little surprised: "Are you sleepy?"

"No."

Miao Cun guessed: "Is it the day when Miao Cong told you my identity?"

"Well, I searched your news reports, called Luo Yuanhe, and I said, what is the name of the kid I teased when I was young."

"Then you are..." Miao Cun hesitated, "Are you sick?"

Luo Minghan pursed his lips and did not correct the difference between "angry" and "sad".

"A little bit, it doesn't count, I slept for two days," he said lightly, "When I woke up, I just received a call from you, and when I heard you say that I miss me, I already guessed in my heart that you thought of me as Luo Yuanhe. Willing to believe." He tapped his temple with his fingers and smiled.

The guilt that had been covered up in the bottom of my heart by anger, like a small sprout, broke through the barren sand above and got out.Miao Cun said softly, "I'm sorry."

"You were right that day. I just wanted to have fun with you at first. You treated me as someone else's substitute. We each get what we need, and there is nothing wrong with it." Luo Minghan looked down at him, This glance was very gentle, but Miao Cun didn't see it.

"If possible, I want to keep it from you for the rest of my life," Miao Cun said innocently, "When I get to France, I won't have the chance to meet you again, and you won't know that I once regarded you as Teacher Luo. Well, don’t be sad and angry.”

"Still will know."

Miao Cun raised his eyes.

"When you arrive in France, you should know that Luo Yuanhe is not going to get married, you will still be together, always see your parents, always see me." Luo Minghan said casually, there is always a faint smile on the corner of his lips: "Wait At that time, I should have pretended not to know you, never been with you, and wish you all the best."

Miao Cun didn't know how to blink. After watching for a long time, Luo Minghan reminded him: "Don't look at me with this kind of eyes, I will misunderstand, just leave this kind of eyes to Luo Yuanhe."

Miao Cun glanced hastily, not knowing what to say, so he said "I'm sorry" again.

Luo Minghan couldn't help but wonder, if he had chosen to talk to Miao Cun in such a calm manner from the moment the truth was revealed, would the ending be different now?Probably not.

After walking back to the house, Aunt Qian had cleaned everything inside and out and left.Miao Cun took a shower first, and Luo Minghan reminded him: "You can choose to sleep in the second bedroom."

Miao Cun's toes were clearly pointing in the direction of the master bedroom, he hesitated for a fraction of a second, turned to the second bedroom, and said in a low voice, "Didn't you ask me to treat you as Luo Yuanhe?"

Luo Minghan's smile was hurt, and he was very embarrassed: "I didn't know before, it's okay if you slept with me as him so many times, but now you know, if it's still like this..." He turned sideways, as if unable to stand Holding the bar, poured himself a glass of cold water: "Miao Cun, I will be sad too."

Miao Cun went into the room, lay down, and turned off the light.The room was plunged into darkness and silence, and there was very little movement in the bathroom.He suddenly thought, Luo Minghan's hand was bitten so hard by him, and he has been cooking and soaking for him these days, but how did he deal with it when he took a bath?When wrapping the gauze, he always avoided him, and Miao Cun didn't know whether his wound was bad or good, or how it was healing.

After he fell asleep, Luo Minghan came out of the bathroom, sat alone in the living room and re-wrapped the medicine on his palm, and did not return to the room after that.

Smoked all night.

The smell of smoke filled the house and he had to open the balcony door.In fact, he was just afraid that Miao Cun would leave in the middle of the night.Every time I took a puff, I was worried that the door of the second bedroom would be opened when I took the next puff, and whether Miao Cun would come out so lightly, open the door, and leave in the dark without looking back.

If Miao Cun really left without saying goodbye, Luo Minghan didn't know how to stop him.All he could do was probably just smile nonchalantly and bid farewell for the last time.

At three o'clock in the morning, I finally couldn't bear it anymore, and fell asleep on the sofa under a thin blanket.What I think of in my dream is the tear that Miao Cun fell on his face, which was very hot, and a voice that repeated: So he loves him so much.

The subtext behind this sentence is that Miao Cun never loved him at all.Everything in the past was the illusion he gained as Luo Yuanhe's shadow.

When Miao Cun woke up early in the morning, Luo Minghan had cleaned up the outside, not a single cigarette butt or ash was left behind.After breakfast, Luo Minghan drove him out.The first thing he went to was the shopping mall, and when he entered the jewelry store, he said to sales, "Make up the difference and get a new one."

Both sales and Miao Cun were stunned, looking at the bracelet on their wrists at the same time. Sales kindly reminded: "Sir, our store can be maintained and cleaned for a lifetime, and yours is still very new..."

"There are words engraved on it, so it's inappropriate." Luo Minghan interrupted her.

"Ok."

Sales put on black silk gloves and presented the tray with both hands: "Sir, let me take it for you."

Miao Cun didn't reach out his hand for a moment.

Luo Minghan looked at him tenderly, a little helpless: "If you like it in the future, you can engrave Luo Yuanhe's name yourself."

Miao Cun took off the bracelet, handed it to sales, watched the three letters "LMH" on the inner circle flash under the light, and then disappeared.The bracelet was recycled, and a brand new one was brought out. Luo Minghan asked Miao Cun to pay the price difference, so it was considered that Miao Cun bought it by himself and had nothing to do with Luo Minghan.

Walking out of the counter, Luo Minghan was still in the mood to joke: "Now you can believe that I won't stalk you."

Miao Cun didn't smile, looking down at the brand new bracelet on his wrist without any traces, feeling a bit uncomfortable.

"Don't use my name to make a fuss next time," Luo Minghan said, "You are more deceitful than me."

Miao Cun said, "Oh."

After lunch, Luo Minghan drove out of the city again.Even though one hand was injured, he still drove the car smoothly. After driving round after round of winding mountain roads, Miao Cun looked at the guide signs all the way and knew that he was going to take him to the temple.

But why go to the temple?

This temple is very popular. On the top of the mountain, looking at the big river, there are freighters transporting sand on the river.The main hall is resplendent and resplendent, offering Guanyin. The censer and confession are located outside. Pilgrims can receive three sticks of incense for free, and after lighting them outside the hall and bowing, they put them in the large bronze censer.

"When I was in Xishuangbanna..."

Miao Cun remembered it all at once.He wished the person he likes peace and prosperity, and "by the way" wished Luo Minghan also health and happiness.

"Hold your grudge."

Luo Minghan laughed a bit: "That's right."

The place where the incense is received is full of lay Buddhists who are volunteers. Luo Minghan scanned the QR code and donated a thousand, received three incense sticks, and handed them to Miao Cun.While lighting the lamp, Miao Cun asked, "Don't you have one yourself?"

"If I made my wish, I should put the Bodhisattva in a dilemma." Luo Minghan said casually.

The whole of China is so big, and there are different ways of offering incense and worshiping Buddha in different places. Miao Cun followed the example of others and bowed to the incense. It only took a few seconds to close his eyes and make a wish.Luo Minghan was dissatisfied with his speed, "Why so fast?"

"Just made a wish."

Luo Minghan looked at him.

"Wish you happy."

"Isn't it just by chance this time?"

Miao Cun was annoyed for a moment: "This time I was deliberately alone."

The wind on the top of the mountain is very mild, but it blows the clouds lightly. There are some white pigeons in the temple. The gray-robed monk sprinkled a handful of grains, and the pigeons took off with a rumble.The two walked leisurely along the periphery of the hall, and Miao Cun suddenly asked, "Don't you hate me?"

Not knowing why, Luo Minghan laughed: "Why do I hate you?"

"I used you as a stand-in and beat you like this."

Luo Minghan laughed louder, and teased him in an intimate and deep voice: "You also know what you did wrong?" He looked at Miao Cun very tenderly.

"You messed with me first."

"I just can't let you go." Luo Minghan paused and asked him, "What about you, do you hate me?"

"I've vented my anger." Miao Cun said lightly.

Luo Minghan felt that he was cute everywhere, and he looked like he would take revenge when he beat someone up, but he was so tolerant in his heart.Luo Minghan knew that this was not tolerance for him, but because he knew Luo Yuanhe's intentions, so he felt that everything was not important, and he could settle all the troubles before him.

Luo Yuanhe has been with him for so many years, when he thinks of Miao Cun's weird and cute personality and logic, he has seen and laughed, Luo Minghan is still uncontrollably jealous.

"I proposed to you before...not to revenge you."

"You said it."

"I remember, I just wanted to say it again."

"do not do that."

Luo Minghan paused for a while, then hooked his lips in a self-deprecating way: "Stop talking."

Tree shadows are mottled on the windshield, driving all the way back from the mountain, the shadows are faint, like flowers.Luo Minghan held the steering wheel and asked casually: "Will there be greeting cards for the New Year and birthday?"

Miao Cun was speechless for a while.

"Let's save it first, and send it when you want to send it."

"You don't want it."

Luo Minghan opened the central control, thought for a while, and stopped the car on the side of the road, and then took out the cigarette case, "I don't want to receive it, but I want it, I'm afraid you can send me a greeting card as if nothing happened, and I'm afraid You never send me cards again."

Miao Cun blinked.

It's so strange, Mom, like that afternoon when I was young, you burned my fingers with a lighter.

Luo Minghan took out the cigarette holder from the cigarette case and put it on. Miao Cun handed him the lighter. The two faces were very close. Luo Minghan lit the cigarette first. After taking a deep sip, he raised his hand to touch it in the dense smoke. Touching Miao Cun's face, "I hit you that day, did it hurt?"

"I gave it back to you."

When they returned to the University City, it was already night, and the two of them went back after having dinner outside.Luo Minghan took down the oil painting from the wall, it was very heavy, and the edges touched the wound, causing him to frown in pain.

"what are you doing?"

When the red wine was opened and the cork was pulled out, there was a "boo" sound, just like the sound of the beautiful bubbles being popped in Luo Minghan's dream.

"This painting is actually drawn by Luo Yuanhe, right?"

Miao Cun was at a loss, realizing what he wanted to do, his face changed instantly: "No!"

"I can't stay."

"——It's you!" Miao Cun said in a panic, "It's you who drew it, not Teacher Luo." Afraid he wouldn't believe it, he added: "Really."

But Luo Minghan really didn't believe it, "Although I know that your paintings are very cherished and precious, and it would be a pity to destroy them, you will still draw many good paintings in the future. Since you have already given them to me, let me deal with them." He was serious Seriously, with a calm tone, "As you said, paintings will come close to dreams. Miao Miao, I'm sorry, I can't afford dreams."

"Ms. Xin—our vice president said that this painting is very good," Miao Cun swallowed, his Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes couldn't tell if he was so nervous that he didn't understand. Good homework, you..."

Luo Minghan looked at him and smiled gently: "You will have better paintings."

As he spoke, he tilted his wrist with the mouth of the bottle, and under the joint gaze of the two, the red wine poured down on the oil painting.

Miao Cun forgot to breathe.

The extravagant dream of "treating him as Luo Yuanhe for three days" did not come true, and in the early morning of the third day, the play was no longer sustainable.Luo Minghan sent him back and set him free completely.

"You said before that you have been staying at Luo Yuanhe's house recently?"

"Because the doctor said that I was ruining my body, Teacher Luo said that he took care of me."

"What doctor? I took care of you for a year, but instead of raising you well, I made you sick?" Luo Minghan frowned.

"It's because of my childhood physique."

Luo Minghan sent him to Luo Yuanhe's place.Although he only asked this question after getting in the car, and Miao Cunzu's villa was in two directions from Mr. Luo's house, but Luo Minghan was always driving on the right road.

He seemed to have planned to send Miao Cun to Luo Yuanhe from the very beginning.

The car drove into the community, and Miao Cun got out of the car. He was originally under house arrest, so he didn't have any luggage, and his hands were empty.

Luo Minghan got out of the car with him, "You forgot something."

With a loose palm, a leaden gray USB flash drive hangs down.

Miao Cun took it, and Luo Minghan gently clasped his wrist, approached him with his face lowered, and asked in a low voice: "I can't give it for three days, but just one minute, is that okay?"

"I……"

"Don't be so cruel to me."

There was a faint smell of tobacco in his breath, and he raised his hand wrapped in gauze bandages, and gently stroked Miao Cun's eyes as in the past: "I hope you can believe that I really love you."

Miao Cun didn't move, the USB flash drive was tightly held in his palm.When Luo Minghan's kiss fell, he involuntarily closed his eyes.Kissing and kissing, Luo Minghan couldn't help but hugged him very tightly, hugged his waist, clasped his head, and kissed him earnestly and vigorously, although Miao Cun always passively endured and did not There was no response to him, but he still pried open his lips and tongue, and kissed him until he was out of breath and his feet were weak.

I kissed my head until my head was deprived of oxygen, so I didn't hear the sound of the car passing by and the door closing.

"—Miaomiao?"

Miao Cun froze.

It was Luo Mu's voice.

Standing beside her was Luo Yuanhe, who still didn't understand and said with emotion: "How could it be such a coincidence? Hey Yuanhe, this is Miaomiao, isn't he that student of yours? This little Luo Minghan—" What kind of bastard do you want to scold? He didn't curse, but said "Oh" in embarrassment, feeling that Luo Minghan really didn't pay attention to the occasion.

"Miao Cun." Luo Yuanhe called him with a facial expression.

Miao Cun tried so hard to push Luo Minghan away, but he couldn't at all.He also tried hard to take a look at Luo Yuanhe, but no matter how much he wanted to turn his face away, Luo Minghan pressed him tightly and buried him in the crescent of his neck.

"Let go of me...Luo Minghan, let me go..." Tears flooded into Luo Minghan's neckline, together with this pleading voice.Luo Minghan did not allow him to look up, to speak, or to cry.

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to gamble one last time - you really have no fate."