Lovers suffer from depression [Quick Transmigration]

One afternoon after Meng Miandong recovered, he and Wen Ran went to visit Zhong Jiayu's grave.

Zhong Jiayu's tomb is in a public cemetery, surrounded by other tombs, and Zhong Jiayu's photo is pasted on the tombstone.

Zhong Jiayu in the photo is full of youthful spirit, as if she can overcome all difficulties and hardships.

Meng Miandong burned some paper money for Zhong Jiayu, squatted down in front of Zhong Jiayu again, and chattered about the interesting things in the past.

Obviously these things have passed for a long time, but they are still vivid.

Zhong Jiayu was his only friend, and his only friend passed away half a year ago.

Without him...

Without him, Zhong Jiayu must still be alive, right?

He might not be able to not feel guilty in his whole life, right?Although he is well aware that guilt doesn't change anything, it's just self-punishment.

The paper money was burned to white ash, and when the wind blew, it fluttered into the air.

Meng Miandong stood up, looked at Bai Hui who was going away, and said to Wen Ran beside him, "Let's go home."

Wen Ran nodded, and took Meng Miandong's hand.

Since it is not the Ching Ming season, there are not many grave-sweepers in the cemetery, and at first glance, it is particularly deserted.

Wen Ran drove for more than two hours before they got home.

On the way home, Meng Miandong called to apologize to Zou Xinghe. Zou Xinghe didn't blame him, but asked about his physical condition.

After returning home, they rested for another day, and then they went to work separately.

Three days ago, Meng Miandong went back to the company and apologized to everyone, and was accepted again. No one rejected him because of his previous episode of Fregely delusional syndrome.

Wen Ran has also been re-appointed by University A as a professor, and the professor is still foreign trade practice.

They met in the cold spring, and now it is autumn.

A few days later, one week before the Mid-Autumn Festival, Wen Ran went on a business trip to a city that required a three-hour flight for an exchange and study.

Originally, Wen Ran was scheduled to come back two days before the Mid-Autumn Festival, but Wen Ran did not come back, but the news of the typhoon came first.

Meng Miandong's company had a typhoon holiday, and it was calm in the morning, but in the afternoon it started to turbulent.

In such weather, there is no way for the plane to land.

He stood in front of the window and called Wen Ran, but the phone hadn't connected yet, and he couldn't help calling: "Wen Ran..."

Calling out this sound, he almost cried, they have been living together for a long time, looking around, his house is full of traces of Wen Ran, Wen Ran's mug, Wen Ran's pillow, and the refrigerator Wen Ran bought Post, Wen Ran bought new tableware...

As soon as he walked to the bedroom, Wen Ran's pillow immediately came into view, and when he opened the closet, Wen Ran's clothes were mixed with his clothes, making it impossible to tell you from me.

Open the drawer under the closet, and inside is Wen Ran's underwear and socks.

He suddenly remembered that when he was searching Wen Ran's paper bag, he accidentally came across Wen Ran's underwear.

At that time, he felt ashamed, but now that he thought about it, he still felt a little throbbing.

In fact, he was already tempted by Wen Ran at that time, right?Otherwise, as a male, why would he feel ashamed if he just touched his underwear?

But now he wanted to do something more shameful, he took out a pair of Wen Ran's underwear and buried his face in it.

Coincidentally at this time, the phone was connected, and Wen Ran on the other end of the phone called softly: "Mian Dong."

"Wen Ran." Meng Miandong had a feeling of being caught for doing something bad, but his lips and teeth were disobedient and confessed, "I'm at home now, squatting in front of the closet, and I buried my face in your underpants."

Wen Ran was taken aback, then smiled and said, "I prefer you to bury your face in the underwear I'm wearing."

"Hooligans." Meng Miandong had never done this before. Hearing Ranyi's words, he blushed immediately, but he still agreed, "When you come back, I will bury my face in the underwear you are wearing."

He hasn't heard Wen Ran's answer for a long time, and after a while, Wen Ran's already hoarse voice came into his ears: "Mian Dong, don't seduce me, it makes me want to hug you now."

He boldly said: "I want to be hugged by you right now."

Wen Ran is currently in the hotel. He originally planned to leave for home today, but it is not yet known whether the flight will be cancelled.

Hearing what Meng Miandong said, he couldn't help but said: "I can't come back now, you lie down on the bed, bury your face in my underwear, do it yourself, I want to hear."

Meng Miandong seldom does it by himself, the most frequent period is the period when he often has erotic dreams after breaking up with Wen Ran.

His first reaction was to refuse, but when he thought of Wen Ran not knowing when he would be home, he agreed: "Okay, I'll show you."

He lay on the bed, buried his face in Wen Ran's underwear, held the phone in one hand, and reached down with the other to comfort himself.

More pleasure hits me immediately than when I do it alone.

Is comforting yourself such a comfortable thing?

He never knew.

Wen Ran on the other end of the phone smiled lightly, and directed: "Stimulate the roots more."

Meng Miandong did as he did, and not long after, his whole body became limp and he had to fall on the bed.

The side of his face happened to be Wen Ran's pillow, which was covered with Wen Ran's smell.

As soon as the smell entered his nasal cavity, his body seemed to be electrified. He was so sensitive that he couldn't even touch it, and he couldn't even grasp the phone.

He didn't touch it again, just lay down, and after a while, his body was stained with dirt.

Before he came back to his senses, he suddenly heard Wen Ran say: "My sleepy winter is so tempting."

Panting for breath, he desperately grabbed his phone and kept calling: "Wen Ran, Wen Ran, Wen Ran..."

Even during the time they broke up, he could see Wen Ran through the cat's eyes every day, except for the three days when Wen Ran was hospitalized.

But this time Wen Ran has been away for five days, and there is no way to return on schedule.

He thinks this is the taste of lovesickness, right?

It's really a very bitter taste.

Wen Ran listened to Meng Miandong calling his name, his heart softened in a mess, this is the Miandong that he was able to hold in his arms with great difficulty, and his Miandong was calling his name.

He turned on the news, which was reporting the typhoon situation in City A. Although the weather on his side was clear, it was obvious that the plane had no way to land in City A.

He could only keep responding: "Miandong, Miandong, Miandong..."

Meng Miandong couldn't help crying, and pretended that he had nothing to do, and said in a brisk tone: "Your plane can't take off on time, right? It doesn't matter, I will obediently wait for you at home."

Meng Miandong is not good at hiding his emotions, Wen Ran knew that Meng Miandong must be crying now.

In this world, he has not been separated from Meng Miandong for so long.

Especially after they reconciled, except for working hours, they stayed together all the time, sometimes even standing side by side when brushing their teeth and washing their face in the morning. ?

But now he obviously can't go back.

Thinking of this, there was a knock on the door of the room, he went to open the door, a colleague from University A was standing outside, the colleague said to him: "Wen Ran, the flight has been canceled as expected, and it is estimated that it will not take off until the day after tomorrow."

Meng Miandong on the other end of the phone also heard what his colleague said: "The day after tomorrow... the day after tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, Wen Ran, I will wait for you to come back for the Mid-Autumn Festival. What kind of mooncake do you like? I'll prepare it first, it's lotus paste bean paste Yes, the ones with lotus seed paste and egg yolk, the ones with milky custard, fresh meat, or..."

Wen Ran interrupted: "Miandong, don't cry. Also, the typhoon is very strong outside City A right now? You stay at home obediently and don't go out."

Meng Miandong sniffed and said, "I will be very good, Wen Ran, I will wait for you to come back."

Wen Ran sighed: "I will be back as soon as possible."

After hanging up the phone, Meng Miandong didn't even have the strength to take a bath, so he lay on the bed, absorbing the smell of burning.

After the filth had solidified, he was so uncomfortable that he had to get up to take a shower.

He used to have a lot of hickey marks on his body, but they are all gone now.

The tears on his face had been washed away, but he was so lonely that he wanted to cry again.

Smell it, smell it, smell it...

After taking a shower, he washed the sheets, and when he hung them out, it was already stormy outside.

Wen Ran is scheduled to come back from the typhoon three hours later...

Three hours later, he went to the airline's official website to check the flight, and the flight status was changed to cancel.

Wen Ran couldn't come back.

Another two hours passed, and it was clearly only four o'clock in the afternoon, but it was completely dark.

The whole city seemed to be pinched in the palm of some huge monster, impenetrable.

The wind and rain became more severe, and he suddenly felt that the whole building was shaking like an earthquake.

He felt very scared and wanted to ask Wen Ran for help, but he took his hand back a moment before calling Wen Ran.

He can't make this call, he can't make Wen Ran worry.

He suffered like this, and only opened the refrigerator when his body finally got used to it.

He has eaten all the food that Wen Ran made in the refrigerator, and now only the dumplings made by Wen Ran are left.

He took the dumplings out, and after the water boiled, he put the dumplings down.

The dumplings are stuffed with fresh shrimp and salted egg yolk. There is a lot of stuffing and the skin is very thin. If you are not careful, the skin will break and the stuffing inside will slip out.

He is a fool, he can't even make dumplings well, and when Wen Ran makes dumplings, he can't even break a dumpling.

After the dumplings were cooked, he put the dumplings in a bowl and ate them bit by bit.

After eating dumplings, the power went out, so he curled up on the bed and looked at his phone.

Unexpectedly, there will be no Internet soon, whether it is a wireless network or a mobile phone network.

He could only put down his phone and order himself to go to sleep.

But he couldn't sleep well at all, the bed seemed to be shaking, and the outside window seemed to be broken.

It wasn't until early in the morning that the wind and rain stopped a little bit before he fell asleep.

He was in a drowsy sleep, his body seemed to be hugged by someone, it was a very warm embrace.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and when he looked back, it was actually Wen Ran.

Wen Ran looked very embarrassed, his hair was still dripping, but he smiled brightly at him: "Mian Dong, good morning."

Meng Miandong glanced out the window, it was still raining outside the window, he looked at Wen Ran again, and asked, "How did you come back?"

Wen Ran kissed Meng Miandong's eyebrows, and replied: "I bought a car, and I drove it back, but the car got flooded, so it probably needs to go to a repair shop."

"You big fool, aren't you afraid of accidents when you drive in a typhoon?" Meng Miandong cried, "If something happens to you, what should I do?"

Wen Ran hugged Meng Miandong in his arms, and comforted him: "I won't have any accidents, because I want to see you."

Meng Miandong stared at Wen Ran and said, "How long have you been driving?"

"Because some highway sections were closed, I drove for almost twenty hours." Wen Ran tasted Meng Miandong's lips and teeth, and complained, "I thought my Miandong would welcome me very warmly."

Meng Mian Dongzai carefully inspected Wen Ran from head to toe, and after making sure that Wen Ran was intact, he said shyly, "How do you want me to welcome you warmly?"

Wen Ran bit off the first button of Meng Miandong's pajamas, and smiled like a gentle scum: "What do you think?"

Meng Miandong allowed Wen Ran to bite off the buttons of his pajamas one by one, and took off Wen Ran's clothes, leaving only his underwear.

He buried his face in the panties and sucked.

Wen Ran rubbed his hair, and when he was caught off guard, he turned him over.

"Hmm..." He couldn't help moaning under Wen Ran's attack.

In the low voice, he heard Wen Ran ask: "Miandong, where are the condoms?"

He replied with red eyes: "I read a lot of books on related knowledge. Although it is better to use condoms, as long as you clean up after the event, you can use them. So I threw away all the condoms."

"My Miandong is lustful." Wen Ran smiled, and then possessed Meng Miandong.

This is the first time Meng Miandong has tasted the feeling that there is no estrangement between Wen Ran and Wen Ran, it is simply ecstasy.

He slightly opened his eyelids, looked at Wen Ran, Wen Ran's sweat dripped on his face, and it was hot.

Wen Ran hugged him very tightly, and he also wrapped Wen Ran tightly.

By the time his body calmed down completely, the typhoon outside had almost subsided, from violent storms to light rain.

He looked at his Wen Ran and confessed: "Wen Ran, I love you."

Wen Ran met his eyes: "Mian Dong, I love you too."

He lowered his head, put his ears on Wen Ran's heart, listened to Wen Ran's heartbeat, and at the same time secretly thought that the luckiest thing in his life is to fall in love with Wen Ran, as long as Wen Ran is by his side, he They will be able to move forward bravely, maybe they will encounter some difficulties in the future, but he is confident that they will be able to get through it hand in hand, until the hair is gray, he will not let go of Wen Ran's hand, and Wen Ran will not let go. will let go of his hand.