My reunion with you is a belated confession

Chapter 20

"Mom, I'm back—"

An unknown object flew out from the second floor and hit Xing Heng's forehead impartially.

Standing at the top of the stairs was a well-dressed woman, with slightly curly long hair scattered on her shoulders, wearing a Valentino haute couture, she was probably going to a dinner party tonight.

"You still know to come back?" Li Yulin's voice came from the second floor.

Didn't you call me back?

"Ah."

"Now you need someone to invite you to come back home. You really think you are the young master of a wealthy family!"

Xingheng didn't bother to explain, and instinctively said that it would be useless to say more: "If you call me back because you want me to persuade Dad to change his mind, then I probably can't help you." The voice was cold, but it also seemed indifferent.

Hearing Xingheng's answer, Li Yulin snorted softly: "Finally I can't pretend anymore, right? Didn't you just return the long and short to mom on the phone? Why, don't you call now?"

I want to call out, did you give me a chance?

"I'm already home, so I won't pretend." I pretend outside to save face, and it has nothing to do with you.

"You..." Li Yulin didn't seem to expect Xingheng to answer like this, and she answered so confidently.

"What about me?" Xingheng looked up at the person walking down the stairs, and suddenly felt a little warmth on his forehead, so he raised his hand to touch it.

Looking at the blood on his hands, Xing Heng couldn't react in his head—it's been a while since he hit his head—why did he bleed?

Li Yulin, who was halfway down the stairs, saw this scene, her eyes changed, but Xingheng could see clearly, there was no distress or guilt, but excitement!

Xingheng ignored it, walked upstairs, and stopped when passing by Li Yulin, his eyes drooped slightly, and his tone was puzzled: "How much do you want me to die?"

Not flustered by being seen through, Li Yulin looked back and saw the blood on Xingheng's face, her eyes couldn't hide the excitement, as if these bloodstains could give her great comfort: "You are right, I am I hope you die, I hope you die without a whole body, even if there is a whole body, I will whip your body, bleed your blood, gouged out your meat and feed it to the dogs." The tone was trembling because of being too excited. in.

"No, no, you are not worthy of a dog who is going to hell." The more Li Yulin spoke, the more excited she became, and even a little hysterical.

How crazy!

"But I won't do what you wish, you should give up on it." After saying this, Xingheng left.

In the bathroom, Xingheng looked at himself in the mirror, his face was covered with blood, his eyes were red, and the blood flowed down the brow bone and slid to the end of his eyes.He suddenly thought abnormally, if he draws a picture with this texture, it should be pretty, or here, just tattoo it like this, engrave this blood stain in the flesh and show it to everyone, then what will Li Yulin be? His facial expression, he was so excited that he didn't know what to do, would he praise him?

The ringing of the mobile phone in his pocket interrupted his thoughts. When he came back to his senses, looking at the person in the mirror, he felt a little strange, like a bloodthirsty pervert. When did he have such perverted thoughts?

He took out his mobile phone, and there was a message from He Mingsheng on it.Without reading the content of the message, Xingheng looked at himself in the mirror again. It was an expression he had never seen before, or he had never had such a good opportunity to see himself in the mirror.He couldn't help thinking, what kind of expression did he have when facing He Mingsheng, would he be so inhumane and want to harm himself?

Xingheng collected his thoughts, looked at his expression in the mirror and finally it was the same as usual, turned on the faucet, and cleaned his forehead.The wound was not serious at all, so I thought to myself while tidying up: Is it lucky or God doesn't accept him?

Lying on the bed, watching He Mingsheng's message, Xing Heng didn't reply for a long time, he didn't know how to reply.

【How about you haven't been home for a long time? 】

It's really not good, I don't want to experience this kind of thing a second time.

Until the evening, He Mingsheng didn't hear from Xingheng. He thought it was because his parents finally returned home, and he was so happy that he forgot about him.

He is happy for Xingheng, but this does not prevent him from being sad that Xingheng has forgotten him.

After eating, Grandpa Feng saw that He Mingsheng was obviously not in a good mood.In fact, in the past six months, Xingheng often came to eat with He Mingsheng, but when he came to eat, He Mingsheng didn't come back, so wherever He Mingsheng was, Xingheng would be there.

"Why, what do you mean by drooping your face? You can't eat without Xiaoxing?" Grandpa Feng joked.

After hearing Grandpa Feng's words, He Mingsheng realized his gaffe: "No."

"Hmph, no?" Grandpa Feng pointed to the dishes on the table: "Have you not tasted the dishes you cooked today?"

He Mingsheng took a bite of the food in front of him: "The same grandpa as usual."

"Taste the dish in front of me!" Grandpa Feng said with a beard and staring eyes, "The dish in front of you is what Xiao Xing likes to eat. Even if I haven't eaten it, I know it tastes good."

He Mingsheng picked up another chopstick of the vegetables in front of Grandpa Feng, and when he touched his tongue, he felt something was wrong, it was so salty!

"I thought someone sold salt today, or you went out to rob!"

With the evidence in front of him, He Mingsheng explained with a little embarrassment: "I probably mixed salt and sugar."

"At what age did you start cooking, and you have been a cook for more than ten years, can this be messed up?" Grandpa Feng said relentlessly.

Judging from this posture, Grandpa Feng is breaking the casserole today to ask the end, He Mingsheng simply put down his chopsticks: "Grandpa, Xiaoxing, he didn't reply to my message today."

Probably because of He Mingsheng's aggrieved appearance, or because he had never shown this side before, Grandpa Feng felt that this kind of He Mingsheng was too cute, and joked: "I tell you to hang on to others on weekdays!"

"I do not have."

"Hmph, haven't you yet? It's fine if you don't express your opinion yourself, and don't let me reveal a little bit of news to Xiaoxing, so that people will guard you for several years in vain."

"Grandpa, I will confess when I go to college..."

"Finally figured it out?" Grandpa Feng put down his chopsticks: "Xiaoxing said that you are a ten thousand-year iron tree, and he can't wait for you to bloom. It seems that now there is some hope."

Seeing that He Mingsheng is so tangled up now, it's strange enough that he can hold back for three years if he doesn't respond to a text message!

"Or don't let me reveal it in advance?" Grandpa Feng asked.

He Mingsheng nodded: "I want to surprise him."

"Surprise!" Grandpa Feng snorted.

"Well, I was just afraid that something might happen, so I made him happy out of thin air." He Mingsheng looked at the mobile phone on the dining table, but there was still no news on it, and continued: "I didn't make any promises before, and he waited hopelessly." He left, but if he made it clear but didn't fulfill it, he would be very sad."

"Aren't you hurting him less often? That's Xiaoxing, leave me here, and I'll make you never see my shadow again."

"I..." He Mingsheng just wanted to refute, but he couldn't find the right words after searching for a long time.It just so happened that a call came from the cell phone, He Mingsheng took the cell phone and walked to the balcony, saying as he walked, "Grandpa, I'm going to answer the call."

Seeing He Mingsheng's happy brows, Grandpa Feng also guessed that it must be Xingheng's call, and raised his hand to scan: "Let's go."

Grandpa Feng waited for He Mingsheng to go out, and he still sat at the dining table without moving. He just looked at the window not far away. like you.