[The Pretender Lou Cheng] Non-public Notes

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After Mingtai returned to the room, he didn't come out again. Mingcheng cut an apple and gave it to him. He only said that he had fallen asleep and stopped eating.Mingcheng stood in front of the door for a while, his crooked and slender fingers froze in front of the door, and finally said nothing.

Back in the downstairs bedroom, Ming Lou just got out of the shower and was untying the belt around his waist to change into pajamas.Mingcheng walked over and took over Minglou's work. He took off the bathrobe by the collar, and then put on clean pajamas for Minglou.

"Do you think I've gone too far?" Ming Lou asked suddenly.

Mingcheng stopped buttoning him immediately, he lowered his eyes slightly, and continued with his hands, "No, brother also has reasons for doing this." Although Mingcheng said so, he seemed to be Some words are insincere.

"But you still blame me, don't you?" Minglou sighed softly, how could he not see Mingcheng's heart clearly, he even turns his breath into tones and connects them into beautiful music.

Minglou covered Mingcheng's buttoned fingers on his chest, felt the thin knuckles slowly pulling away from his palm, and suddenly felt a pain in his heart, but he didn't show it, he just pretended to be natural He took the button from Mingcheng's hand and continued to fasten it.

"I didn't mean to blame big brother," Mingcheng explained, "I just... just..." Mingcheng "just" for a long time, and finally just sighed, "I'd better go and see Mingtai. "

Ming Lou watched him turn and leave, the door closed slightly with a "click".

Mingcheng didn't go upstairs, and Mingtai would definitely not open the door, he just sat on the steps leading to the second floor.He didn't want to lie to Minglou, but he felt really uncomfortable. He was afraid that he would lose his temper to Minglou uncontrollably.

The atmosphere at home has never been so depressed, and he has never seen Mingtai with such a sad expression.

Mingtai is always like a little sun.

When Mingcheng was young, he envied Mingtai very much. He would act coquettishly to his elder sister, and act arrogant to his elder brother. Wherever he stood, he was surrounded by adults. He was the most favored young master of the Ming family, the child of the benefactor of the elder brother and elder sister. .

Although Mingcheng is just a servant of the Ming family in the eyes of outsiders, Mingtai truly regards Mingcheng as his elder brother, which makes Mingcheng pamper him willingly.

Mingcheng is not sure that Mingtai will definitely show up tomorrow, but if he does... Mingcheng doesn't want to think about what struggles he has gone through to make this decision.

Perhaps, Minglou hoped in his heart that Mingtai would not appear.Mingcheng thought, so he would have a reason to completely kick Mingtai out.

His eyes flicked to the photos on the piano next to the stairs.On the day of the photo shoot, Mingtai was not satisfied with any tuxedo he wore, and he was also picky about his posture. Mingcheng still remembered that he said angrily to him—"You are so troublesome." In the end, Minglou made a gesture to hit him, so he came over to stand Well, the posture is also the most common one.

After tomorrow, the days of talking and laughing like Yanyan carefree are really never going back.Mingcheng smiled wryly, and sat on the steps for a while, feeling that his mood had calmed down a bit, before he got up and went back to the room.

Minglou was already half lying on the bed, holding the "History of the Peloponnesian War" in his hand, and even the page number was the same as last night.

Mingcheng walked to the other side of the bed, lifted the quilt and got in.He moved his body towards Minglou and got closer.

Minglou couldn't help but slightly raised the corners of his lower lips. He closed the book in his hand, turned off the bedside lamp, and lay down too, "Mingtai will make it through, don't worry, didn't you keep telling me to trust him? , why did you waver yourself?"

Minglou knew what Mingcheng was thinking, but it was something he could do nothing about. Mingtai had to go through this test, so he could only reach out and rub Mingcheng's cheek, speaking comforting words.

"I'm not as firm as elder brother." Mingcheng sighed quietly, "This is really too cruel for Mingtai. You let Mingtai assassinate 'you', assassinate his elder brother who has raised him for 20 years..." Mingcheng opened his eyes wide, frowned and asked Ming Loudao, "If Mingtai and I switch, think about how I would feel."

"Do you think I haven't experienced it?" Minglou asked suddenly.

Although the tone seemed flat, how could Mingcheng not hear the hidden heartache in it, he couldn't help being stunned, and it took a while to understand.

That's right, when he was in Paris, the eldest brother received an order from the military command to wipe out a group of communists, but unexpectedly found that he was his task.

At that time, because I was another party involved, I never considered the mood of my eldest brother at that time.Afterwards, the eldest brother rarely mentioned that incident, let alone the feelings at that time.

Now that I think about it, what a cruel thing he did to Minglou.

"Brother..." Mingcheng was full of guilt, and hugged Minglou tightly. He wanted to say "I'm sorry", but he had promised Minglou that he would never say these three words again, so he could only murmur unceasingly, "Big Brother, Big Brother, Big Brother..."

"Shh..." Minglou stopped Mingcheng from apologizing, hugged Mingcheng back, stroked the hair on the back of Mingcheng's head with his gentle palms in a comforting manner, raised his jaw slightly and pressed a kiss on the center of his brow , "It's all over... It's all over..."

Minglou and Mingcheng left the house early in the morning, just as Mingtai came back from a morning run.

"Big Brother, Brother A Cheng, good morning." Ming Tai stopped walking, leaning on his knees and gasping for breath.

"Wake up so early." Mingcheng greeted him with a smile.

Mingtai nodded, raised his hand and wiped the sweat dripping from his forehead with his sleeve.

Knowing that Mingtai must have something to say to Minglou, Mingcheng said, "I'll start the car." He left a space for the two of them to be alone.

"You've been wearing this sportswear for several years. Didn't Elder Sister buy you a new one? Why don't you change it?" Minglou looked at Mingtai and said. I can't see such a Mingtai anymore.

Mingtai smiled slightly, and replied, "You gave me this dress, it's comfortable to wear, and I don't want to change it."

It's rare for Mingtai to say some thoughtful words in such a serious manner. Minglou showed a gratified expression and urged him, "Look at you sweaty ones, go in and change quickly, sweat sticks to your back, and you'll get sick easily."

Mingtai nodded obediently, "Okay, listen to big brother."

Minglou smiled and waved to him, then turned and walked in Mingcheng's direction.

"Brother," Mingtai suddenly stopped him, Minglou recovered and heard Mingtai ask, "Are you leaving without breakfast?"

"Yeah, I'm in a rush for a meeting." Minglou looked down at his watch, and asked Mingtai again, "What about you, what are you doing at home?"

"Review your homework and prepare for the exam." Mingtai replied obediently.

"Remember to cook." Minglou instructed him.

But Mingtai blurted out, "I don't have time." Seeing Minglou looking at him suspiciously, he added, "I have something to do this afternoon, I have to go out."

Minglou laughed reassuringly, "Then whoever goes home first will do it, okay?"

"No problem." Mingtai looked at Minglou and said slowly, "Brother, goodbye."

"Goodbye." Minglou said.