GL after coaxing his crush to move in together

Meng Yang couldn't take it anymore, so he fled to the kitchen to make scented tea.

Mother Meng followed and stood by to watch Meng Yang boil the water.

"Mom, do you want to make the tea thicker?" Meng Yang slowly tore open the tea bag.

"I don't drink." Mother Meng crossed her arms and looked into Meng Yang's eyes, "Please tell me the truth."

"Explain what?" Meng Yang propped his arms on the countertop, shrinking back unconsciously.

Meng's mother was born in psychology. Although she later gave up her career for the sake of her family, her professional knowledge is more than enough to deal with her own daughter.

Meng Yangchang was so old that he had never successfully lied in front of his own mother.

"You tricked others into renting together, why on earth?"

"It's really a coincidence." Meng Yang said coyly, "I didn't expect such a coincidence either."

"At first I just wanted to make some extra money, and I happened to hear my college classmates talk about my friends..." Meng Yang's knuckles turned white as he pressed the countertop.

"Your father is going to be the landlord for extra money?"

"I want to ease her psychological burden."

"To deliver dumplings on New Year's Eve?"

"She is alone in the capital, so she must have a New Year's Eve dinner."

……

Mother Meng looked at her quietly, and asked for a long time, "Are you with Liu Zhi?"

Meng Yang shook his head silently.

"You like Liu Zhi, don't you?"

Meng Yang lowered his head.

"Your father explained it to me in the way of 'white co-renting lie', and I felt something was wrong." Meng's mother's voice softened, "If I knew that you lived with Liu Zhi, your father and I would talk to each other today. won't be coming."

"It's my fault for not explaining clearly. Dad thought I was the only one here today."

There are two atmospheres inside the living room and outside the kitchen.When Meng's mother came in, she closed the door. Outside the door, Meng's father laughed, while inside, Meng Yang was timid and flustered.

"Mom won't discriminate and prejudice." Meng's mother said, "Liu Zhi is very good, you like her, mother has no objection."

Meng Yang raised his head and looked at his mother in surprise.

"Do you know why I'm so sure?"

Meng Yang shook his head.

"You like to put the note you left for me on the shoe cabinet." Meng Mu said, "That time you put the note wrong."

The sense of shame overwhelmed Meng Yang in an instant. That time the note fell between the shoe cabinet and the corner of the wall. Meng Yang thought that his mother hadn't seen it, so he packed it up with peace of mind and hid it in the spare pencil case.

"Are you going to sentiment her with companionship and warmth?"

Hearing this, Meng Yang's nose suddenly became sour.

"It's not easy for your father and I to interfere with your own emotional affairs." Mother Meng sighed, "I never thought you would be so persistent."

"In this situation, you need to communicate by yourself. We will go back in a while."

Meng's father and Meng's mother came here with ingredients and drinks, and they were going to celebrate the New Year in their new house with Meng Yang.

Right now, plans are in disarray.

Mother Meng pushed the door and went out, leaving Meng Yang alone to think about the way out.

Father Meng's bold voice echoed in the living room. Mother Meng walked to the cat climbing frame, grabbed the milk ball and hugged it in her arms, and touched Gege's head along the way, her eyes searching for the figure of Lihua.

With these days of careful maintenance, Ge Ge's wounds have recovered to varying degrees, but her legs and feet have not improved.

Meng's mother also loves cats, and she has a good way of stroking cats. The furry children squinted their eyes comfortably.

"Lixing," Mother Meng called Father Meng's name, "It's getting late, let's go back and make lunch."

Meng's father was stunned, and just about to speak, was interrupted by Meng's mother.

"Hurry up, didn't you say that there is still work to be done?"

"I'll forget if you don't mention it." Father Meng smiled apologetically, "Let's go back first."

Meng Yang poked his head out from the kitchen, "Didn't you say you're eating here?"

"Your father invited a friend to play cards." Mother Meng walked to the entrance, "Hurry up."

The door was closed, and the whole house was silent.

Liu Zhi was sitting on the sofa, Meng Yang was standing by the kitchen, the atmosphere was tense for a while.

"Meng Yang." Liu Zhi looked up.

Meng Yang moved over slowly, wanting to struggle for the last time.

"What's wrong?" Meng Yang put the scented tea by Liu Zhi's hand.

This scene is so familiar, Liu Zhi's current state is very similar to Meng Yang that day.

Everything is upside down.

"The landlord is you." Liu Zhi's eyes fell on the glass.

"This..." Meng Yang choked up.

"When the lock was changed, I had already started to suspect it." Liu Zhi analyzed, "The so-called landlord is actually your father."

Her voice was so flat that Meng Yang began to panic.

Liu Zhi dialed the number, and the phone rang twice before being hung up.

Meng Yang's heart tightened, and the cup almost slipped from his hand.

She felt like she was done.

All thoughts are being stripped away little by little, and exposed to Liu Zhi.

Combined with the past, Liu Zhi is determined to move out from here, and then cut off all contact with her, just like high school.

Thinking of this, Meng Yang's eyes became sour, and she hummed lightly, restraining her emotions.

Liu Zhi's fingers curled up, not knowing what to say for a while.

"Meng Yang." Liu Zhi frowned, "Between us..."

Liu Zhi sighed and continued, "It shouldn't be like this between us."

The whole world fell silent, and Meng Yang seemed to be able to hear the ticking of the pendulum in the living room.

"What should it be." Meng Yang raised his eyes and looked at Liu Zhi, "What should be between us?"

Liu Zhi rested her arms on her knees and rubbed her temples.

She has a splitting headache now.

"Will it be like high school again?" Meng Yang choked up, "Don't talk to each other forever?"

"Liu Zhi..." Meng Yang's eyes were flushed, she covered her face and stopped looking at her.

"Are you moving out?"

Liu Zhi felt a dull pain in his heart.

Meng Yang's crying words seemed to have pierced a small hole in her heart, and blood was gurgling out.

There is the same voice in memory.

"Are you moving out?"

16-year-old Meng Yang looked up at Liu Zhi, with tears welling in his eyes.

Liu Zhi turned his face away, not daring to look at her.

"Don't you like being at the same table with me?" Meng Yang choked up, "What's wrong with me, you can just say it, and I'll change it."

"No." Liu Zhi mumbled, "I want to sit in the front."

"You lied." Meng Yang stepped back a little, pulling his desk away from Liu Zhi's.

After a moment of stalemate, Meng Yang said, "Move out."

……

It seems to have always been like this between them.

Two people who like each other are trying to maintain a balance.

Once this balance is broken, the scales tip to one side, and everything that has been carefully maintained collapses.

Meng Yang healed his wounds alone, while Liu Zhi shrunk to dodge.

Every time their feelings die after germination.

"I want to be quiet for a while, I have a terrible headache." Liu Zhi opened his eyes.

Milk Tuan seemed to understand her emotions, leaning on her ankle and rubbing against her.

Meng Yang's eyes dimmed, and he didn't answer anything.

She is so sad.