Meng Ting looked at Uncle Wen's back, belatedly realized that his reaction was a bit too much, he lowered his head to get out of Yan Sui's arms, but found that he was holding him quite tightly.
"Why are you here?"
"you are sick?"
The voices of the two people almost overlapped, Yan Sui didn't wait for Meng Ting's answer, he grabbed the man and continued to walk to Meng Ting's room, and Meng Ting was also dragged away obediently, originally he didn't think his illness was a big deal, but Yan Sui's serious look made him feel that he must have done something wrong somewhere.
"It rained a little while running in the morning, I'll be fine after a night of sleep."
But he has actually slept more than one night, the sleep condition is too bad, it can't achieve the rest effect he wants, but it makes his condition worse, but Meng Ting is not so conscious, he hasn't I found that I was not the same as when I was seventeen or eighteen years old.
"have you eaten?"
Yan Sui hugged Meng Ting and sat down on the sofa in front of the bed, then asked again with a frown.
"Eat, I ate everything you sent someone to." Even though he couldn't eat it, he still ate it all.
"Yeah." Yan Sui's expression softened slightly, and he continued to ask, "Have you taken your medicine?"
This time Meng Ting was silent, if Meng Qi asked him this question, he would definitely not answer, but it was Yan Sui asking him, he didn't want to lie to him.
"I can't take medicine," Meng Ting's lowered eyes showed a little panic, he grabbed Yan Sui's clothes and quietly clenched it, "I can't help but take a lot..."
Yan Sui's expression froze, even his body was extremely stiff at this moment, but it was only for a moment, Meng Ting didn't notice it at all, and he returned to normal, he continued to hold Meng Ting's waist with one hand, and the other hand With a lift, he lifted his chin up.
"When did this happen?"
Yan Sui still tried his best to control his tone, but the words he said were still very cold.
But Meng Ting didn't feel much of this coldness, he raised his head and thought for a while before replying to Yan Sui's words, "Eight years ago."
"Yan Sui, I'll be fine if I don't take the medicine, really," he leaned forward, put his hands around Yan Sui's shoulders, buried his head on the side of his neck, and he didn't even notice that there was a slight change in his body. Trembling, "I'm ready, really."
The price is that he can no longer touch any pill-like things. It's not that he can't control himself not to take too much medicine, but the process of taking it is already a kind of torture for him.
There are too many problems with him, so many that he despises himself.
How could he be so bad? With such a past, how could he want to make himself better or worse? He has been bad from the bottom of his heart since a long time ago.
Yan Sui hugged Meng Ting back, hugging him very tightly. Eight years ago, Meng Ting was less than ten years old. Even in ancient times, he was a child who didn't know anything. What happened to him was probably much more serious than what he had originally guessed.
The orphanage, the Meng family, and even his grandma had to re-investigate.
"Why do you take the medicine?" Yan Sui asked, stroking his back with his palm, maybe it would make him feel better.
"If you don't want to say it, don't say it."
The degree to which he tends to soften his heart towards Meng Ting has already exceeded his expectations.
Meng Ting continued to wrap his arms around Yan Sui's neck, resting his face on his shoulder, and couldn't help rubbing against him, before saying, "Grandma and I were not in good health for a while, often fell ill, and we have a lot of medicine at home. …”
"I'm always hungry, I think I'm sick, so I take a lot of medicine..."
Meng Ting took a look at Yan Sui, and saw that he didn't show any disgust, he breathed a sigh of relief, "I found out later that it was useless, so I stopped taking it."
"How long have you taken it?" Yan Sui's expression became a little colder, what does it mean to be always hungry... Is Meng Ting so hungry that he ate the pills as a meal!
Meng Ting was silent for a while before answering his words, "I don't really remember... I really didn't eat after that."
His eyes fluttered, extremely uneasy, but the next moment he hugged Yan Sui's neck even more tightly, "You said you wanted to look at me, I already believed it, you can't go back on your word."
Of course, even if Yan Sui regretted it, he didn't know what he could do. If he was beaten, he shouldn't be able to beat him. To keep him, he didn't seem to have the capital to keep him.
"Pack up your things, start today, you live with me."
He was already worried about putting Meng Ting in the Meng family. After more than ten days, they were going to live together, and it didn't matter if it was earlier.
Meng Ting would definitely be able to understand such simple and clear words, but he didn't immediately follow Yan Sui's words. He froze for a long time, then let go of Yan Sui's hand slightly, raised his face, and looked very serious. Looking at Yan Sui calmly, there was a little joy and uncertainty in his eyes.
"Yan Sui, I seem to like you more."
Yan Sui's heart warmed up when he heard this, but he was still a little bit dissatisfied with Meng Ting's "likeness". Meng Ting liked him very much, so there was no "likeness". But he thought so, but didn't open his mouth to correct it.
Meng Ting lay on Yan Sui's body for quite a while before getting up to tidy up.
In fact, there is nothing to clean up, he came to Meng's house alone, so he didn't have a few extra clothes these few days, no, there was an extra cell phone given to him by Yan Sui, which already belonged to him.
Yan Sui looked at his only luggage, and didn't ask any questions. He walked over and held Meng Ting's hand, "Let's go."
Meng Ting was held by hand, and the intense tension in his heart still couldn't dissipate.
Can he really leave the Meng family? Is he leaving the Meng family soon? If this is a dream, it must be the most beautiful dream he has ever had.
Yan Sui turned his head to look at Meng Ting for a while, but took off his suit jacket and put it on Meng Ting's body, "Put it on, don't be cold anymore."
Meng Ting nodded, and put it on as promised.
Meng Ting was 1.76 meters tall, while Yan Sui was 1.89 meters tall. The clothes were naturally a bit too big for Meng Ting, especially the sleeves, he couldn't find half of his hands.
Meng Ting deliberately rolled up his sleeves, exposing his hands, and then took the initiative to hold Yan Sui's hand. He liked being held by Yan Sui, and he also liked holding him.
Secretary Wang, Wang Feng, negotiated with Uncle Wen in the living room for a while, but he got the ID card and household registration booklet that Meng Ting had just prepared and delivered in the morning. By the way, he also learned that there were more cafes and restaurants under Meng Ting's name.
Yan Sui looked at Meng Ting beside him, "Sit here for a while, I'll talk to Grandpa Meng, and I'll be back soon."
"Okay," Meng Ting nodded obediently, he knew that Yan Sui was going to talk about taking him to live in Yan's house.
In his heart, he was very willing to trust Yan Sui, but he still had some uncontrollable doubts and worries about him being able to take him away now. You must know that this was something he could not do in his previous life until his death.
Meng Ting's face was flushed abnormally, and he was wearing Yan Sui's suit jacket. They stayed in the room for not a short time, and Meng Ting looked at Yan Sui's back with such earnest eyes. Uncle Wen and Wang Feng were overthinking for a moment.
"Cough," Wang Feng looked away from Meng Ting's body, his boss should not be so beastly as to attack a minor.
Although the age of the ID card and household registration booklet has been changed, it still cannot change the fact that Meng Ting is under the age of eighteen.
"Can I have a glass of water?" When Wang Feng coughed, Meng Ting also felt that his throat was uncomfortable, and his voice was a little hoarse, even Wang Feng who was willing to firmly believe in Yan Sui's principle was also shaken.
With a wave of Uncle Wen's hand, a maid brought up a glass of warm water. Meng Ting took a sip and started to drink it.
When Old Man Meng heard Yan Sui's decision to take Meng Ting away in advance, he was very surprised for a while, but in the end he agreed. It didn't make any sense for Meng Ting to stay at Meng's house for more than ten days. On the contrary, Yan Sui Showing this special to Meng Ting surprised him very much.
He thought that Meng Ting would live a good life just by being snubbed by Yan Sui after marrying him, but he didn't expect that this grandson with many problems not only caught He Wan's fancy, but Yan Sui also seemed to have his fancy.
Of course, Yan Sui has been able to firmly grasp the position of the head of the Yan family for these years, and he dare not underestimate him in any way. It's hard to say what kind of schemes this mother and son are playing.
"Yes." Old Master Meng nodded, and he smiled at Yan Sui, "I will often bring Meng Ting back to see me in the future."
Yan Sui's expression was still the same calm, but he was relieved, "It should be, we will come back often."
After the two chatted for a few more words, Old Man Meng got up to send Yan Sui out. They appeared in the hall, and everyone looked over.
Feng Zejiao and Li Yifei were also there, and they each asked Meng Ting a sentence for a long time, but they didn't ask anything, but Uncle Wen explained to them for a long time.
"You stay, I will take Meng Ting away."
Old Man Meng smiled, and then looked at Meng Ting. This was the first time he had seen Meng Ting clearly so seriously. His skin was fair and his eyebrows were picturesque. Among his grandchildren, Meng Ting was indeed the most handsome in appearance. The most outstanding.
"Have a good time with Yan Sui from now on, don't make trouble."
When Old Man Meng was speaking, Yan Sui had already walked to Meng Ting's side, the two of them looked at each other, Meng Ting's heart finally settled down, he looked at Old Man Meng, bowed lightly, but did not respond to his words.
"You take care."
In the future, even if he couldn't get along with Yan Sui, he would never return to Meng's house.
"Let's go." Meng Ting turned around, smiled at Yan Sui, stepped forward with both hands, and firmly held his hand.
Yan Sui is the warmest and brightest sunshine so far in his gloomy life, the sunshine that can only be caught by him.
Yan Sui turned his head and nodded slightly to Mr. Meng and the others, and then led Meng Ting to go outside. Wang Feng took Meng Ting's luggage and followed them a few steps behind.
"I will have a good time with you." Meng Ting felt that it was meaningless to say this to Mr. Meng, but it was necessary to say it to Yan Sui, since it was he and Yan Sui who were going to live.
"Also, I don't cause trouble." Meng Ting thought that most of the time, he was still very quiet, "I will be obedient, I will listen to you."
Yan Sui glanced at Meng Ting, and raised his hand to touch his forehead, the heat still couldn't dissipate, he changed his hand to let Meng Ting hold it, and he was holding his hand, and directly hugged Meng Ting, almost He half-wrapped him in his arms.