Ex-boyfriend turned cute meow

Le Ming felt that he had miscalculated.

The timing of opening that video was wrong.

If he and Ding Ran "dissolved the past" after he returned to his body, there would be a different atmosphere between the two of them tonight.

Ding Ran's head was leaning against his head, and the pillow was wet from the tears dripping from Ding Ran's eyes.

Although Ding Ran did not admit that he was crying, he cried quietly for more than ten minutes before falling asleep.

After Le Ming gently wiped away Ding Ran's tears with the soft fur on the top of his head, he wanted to press his lips gently as before, but he looked down at his furry paws.

His face is also covered with cat hair.

If the kiss continues like this, Ding Ran may wake up in shock.

Le Ming got into the bed again, and sighed in Ding Ran's warm embrace.

Just wait a little longer.

Soon he will be able to return to his own body, no need to worry that he can't do anything when Ding Ran is sad.

Two days later, after Ding Ran returned to work at the company, Ding Ran's company was not far away, and he could even go home to have dinner with him at noon.

Therefore, the time when Le Ming asked Xu Min to pick him up was half an hour after Ding Ran left the house, almost racing against time.

"I put all the things you asked me to bring in this briefcase. Tell me when you want to take it, and I will help you."

Xu Min carefully placed Le Ming in the passenger seat, then pointed to the briefcase in front of him.

Le Ming glanced up, and he immediately understood, took out the laptop, opened it, and put it on the passenger seat.

"Le Song will come to Xingshi today. This is something I am quite confused about. How do you know that Le Song is in Xingshi today, and it happens to be in the house you are going to?" Xu Min asked.

Le Ming didn't say anything, just snorted softly, opened a webpage and browsed intently.

Le Song will come to Star City, naturally because of the news he released and the email he sent to Le Song in his own name.

A cunning person like Le Song should have already guessed that he, who is unconscious on the surface, can control some things secretly. Although he may not be able to guess the exact reason, he will definitely be sensitive to all the information that can be revealed. interest.

Xu Min drove the car into the community where Le Song's house is located. This community is very large and the houses are very sparse. Most of them are single-family configurations, and each household has its own garden.

At first glance, Le Song's house looks a bit like a scaled-down version of Le's house.

Xu Min also helped Le Song with many errands, so he had also been to this mansion.

However, he didn't know that Le Song locked the unconscious Le Ming in this house for a month.

Xu Min turned his head and looked at Le Ming who was busy typing on the keyboard in the passenger seat.

From the moment Le Ming entered the community, he never looked up once, just like Le Song and Le Song's residence were not worth taking his attention away.

Even though he came here this time, he should be fighting against Le Song.

Xu Min waited for a while, and received a message from Le Ming:

"After you send me in, wait downstairs. According to our original plan, you don't go upstairs if anything happens."

"However, Le Song can recognize my car, and the servants in his house will also tell him that I have been here, so he will definitely be more vigilant." Xu Min said.

"I'll make him stop paying attention to you." Le Ming continued typing on the keyboard.

"I understand." Xu Min nodded.

Xu Min took out a set of small dual-mode devices, and after strapping one of the dual-mode devices to Le Ming, Le Ming motioned for him to open the car door.

Xu Min got out of the car and walked around outside the passenger seat, opened the door and gently supported Le Ming on his arm.

After Xu Min rang the doorbell, a woman dressed as a servant walked out of Le Song's house. When she saw Xu Min, she bent down respectfully: "Mr. Xu, do you have an appointment with Mr. Le? He I'm not at home now, so I might ask you to wait a while, and I'll give him a call."

"No, you are busy with your work. I made an appointment with him, but I came early." Xu Min took a step inside.

Xu Min hung the coat between his arms, and Le Ming's small body was just covered by the coat.

When the servant turned his back to prepare refreshments, Le Ming lightly jumped up the right-angled stairs beside him, and went up the stairs without making a sound.

And Xu Min pretended to wait in the living room for a while, took the tea made by the servant, pretended to answer the phone, and walked out from the main entrance.

If you don't count the period when he was in a coma, Le Ming never came to Le Song's house.

But Le Ming only took a few steps on the second floor, and he could roughly guess that the structure of this house is the same as that of Le Zhai. This room was supposed to be his own room in Le Zhai, but it became Le Song's room in this house.

The room had probably just been cleaned by the servants, the door was only ajar, and the cold wind coming in from the window of the room vibrated the door slightly.

Le Ming rubbed the door open with his body, and got into the room through the crack.

Le Song's room—no, it should be said that the decoration style of the room is almost completely copied from Le Ming's room. This so-called "Le Song's room" still shows some daily habits different from Le Ming's. Items belonging to Lesong only.

There are several photo frames on a small wall in the room. The protagonists of the photos in the photo frames have transitioned from Le Song’s childhood to today’s [-]s, and Le Ming’s parents have been accompanying Le Song to take pictures from the beginning to the end.

As for Le Ming, it was as if he had never existed, and there was no sound in these photos.

Perhaps in Le Song's world, his existence has not been welcomed, even to the point of wanting to make him disappear.

Le Ming was sitting quietly on the floor of this room, his eyes staring at those photos without emotion.

It wasn't until he heard footsteps coming from the corridor that he moved and got into the shadow of the curtain.

The tall figure of Le Song stood at the door of the room, the knife-like shadow stopped straight on the ground, and after a few minutes, he moved forward a few steps in a twisted manner.

"Le Ming?" Then Le Song called out in a low voice.

Le Song took off his tie casually and threw it on the table. With a low laugh, he sat down on the chair in a comfortable posture: "Don't you want to meet me? Why can't you hide?"

"How was your visit to my room?" Le Song pointed to the environment beside him, "Do you feel familiar?"

"But, this should be mine in the first place," Le Song lowered his voice sarcastically, "everything on you was mine in the first place."

The branches outside the window fell on the curtains, and the curtains were lifted. Le Ming pressed against the gap in the wall, watching Le Song's eagle-like eyes looking in the direction of the curtains.

"Oh, I forgot, you shouldn't be able to speak now." Le Song stood up, unbuttoned the cuffs on his shirt slowly, and walked towards the window, "But I still want to know how you became what you are now. Such."

"My dear brother?" Le Song stretched out his hand and pulled the curtain forcefully, and Le Ming's figure had nowhere to hide, and was revealed at his feet.

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I still plan to continue double-updating such a deserted article tomorrow, isn’t it worthy of praise_(:3ゝ∠)_