Meng Ting looked at Yan Sui for a long time, then raised his hands and hugged Yan Sui's neck tightly, then buried his head on the side of his neck.
"Thank you," no matter whether Yan Sui could do it or not, he should be grateful for his heart to protect him. After being reborn, he wanted to be a waste when he woke up, because he planned to beat himself up, but he didn't expect that he would meet Yan Sui.
While he is grateful, he doesn't know how long he can hold on to this luck, but undoubtedly when he can hold it, he will use all his strength to hold it, not just because he wants to stay away from the trajectory of his fate , and because this person is Yan Sui, who is already special enough to him.
"We don't need the word thank you."
As Yan Sui said, his expression showed a little helplessness, and he raised his hand to rub Meng Ting's hair. He knew in his heart that it would take some time and some actions on his part for Meng Ting to establish absolute trust in him.
Meng Ting's mood gradually warmed up in Yan Sui's warm embrace, his hands were still tightly wrapped around Yan Sui's neck, and he asked in a low voice, "Are you still going to the study?"
Yan Sui smiled lightly when he heard the words, he continued to rub Meng Ting's hair and said, "No, I'll watch TV with you here."
"Okay," Meng Ting agreed, but he didn't sit still, he was still so tightly wrapped around Yan Sui's body, not to mention watching some TV, maybe he didn't hear clearly what was said on TV.
But Yan Sui's embrace, his breath, made him feel safe and liked, so he just wanted to cling on and hold her like this.
About half an hour later, Meng Ting fell asleep leaning on Yan Sui's shoulder.
Yan Sui first picked up the fur ball on his leg and put it aside with one hand, then circled around Meng Ting's shoulder with one hand, and picked up his thigh with the other, just like that, without waking anyone up, picked him up, one step at a time Step forward to their room.
Putting the man back on the bed, Meng Ting still didn't wake up, Yan Sui breathed a sigh of relief, but Meng Ting's hand was still around his neck and did not let go, Yan Sui didn't care about taking off his clothes, so he just lay down with his clothes on, and continued to pat him gently. Holding Meng Ting, he didn't get out until he was completely asleep.
He dimmed the lights, went to the study room, and took out the computer, but it wasn't that there was still business to do, but he urged the person who went to investigate thoroughly, and first passed him some of the information obtained from the investigation. He took the computer Is to see this.
The light and shadow fell on Yan Sui's face, his expression gradually changed from serious to cold, if it wasn't for Meng Ting still sleeping soundly beside him, he consciously suppressed his emotions, his expression would probably be a little uglier.
The best thing for Meng Ting to investigate is the seven years after he and his grandma came home, from seven to fourteen years old, it is these seven years that a child really grows up to be a governor, but Meng Ting's life in these seven years... It was so infuriating.
Meng Ting's grandma was indeed his own grandma, but the relationship between her and Meng Ting's biological mother, Yu Meixuan, was not good in the first place. Unlikely.
She took the money from Meng's family, played horse hanging games all day long, and locked Meng Ting at home. It was common for her not to go home for three days. I don't know how to cry, even if I'm so hungry, I'm afraid I can only bear it for life.
In the information Yan Sui read, there was a photo of Meng Ting when he was eight years old. His face was pale, his hair was yellow, his face was as big as a palm, his eyes were extraordinarily big, and his eyes were full of fear and helplessness. Get any kind of love, only captivity and starvation.
This situation lasted until Meng Ting was nine years old, when he became very ill and almost died. His grandmother was a little afraid, but there were more fears than Meng Ting. She's just money.
After recovering from illness, Meng Ting, who had never received basic education until the age of nine, was sent directly to the third grade of a neighboring elementary school by her, so she expected Meng Ting to be able to keep up with her homework and understand in class. It is too difficult for others. One can imagine how helpless Meng Ting will be when he first arrives at school, and how his teachers and classmates will look at him.
Being so old, illiterate, unable to answer any questions asked, out of tune with everything around him, without being punished or scolded, this kind of strange gaze is enough to crush a young boy who is only nine years old.
And this doesn't mean that Meng Ting's grandma has started to take responsibility. She still plays her cards, and only gives Meng Ting some money when she thinks about it. It's even more impossible to pick up and drop off from school every day. Their living place is very chaotic. The specialness of Ting is obvious, and it is easy to become the target of some older children who like to bully.
From the third grade to the graduation of junior high school, Meng Ting's daily life was how not to starve and how not to be beaten, and to make himself a little normal in the spare time.
Yan Sui looked at the few photos, each of which made him feel extremely distressed, Meng Ting was so afraid of taking medicine and hanging bottles, he probably fell at this time, what kind of feeling is it that he is so hungry that he can only take medicine? Yan Sui couldn't imagine what happened.
Yu Meixuan was too irresponsible, Meng's family was too irresponsible, and Meng Ting, the grandmother, was also extremely irresponsible. It is a miracle that Meng Ting is still alive and retains such a disposition after encountering these things.
Yan Sui put the computer aside, and then lifted Meng Ting's right hand out from under the quilt. There was a long and thin scar on the palm of his hand. According to the information from the investigation, he had this scar when he was fourteen years old. It was before he was sent to closed high school.
It was left by Meng Ting's confrontation with others when he almost killed someone by mistake. The scar left on him was a middle-aged man who broke into his house suddenly and wanted to molested him.
After carefully investigating the man in the information, he was originally one of Meng Ting's grandmother's lovers, and his grandmother was also half responsible for Meng Ting's misfortune.
What was going on at that time, no one except Meng Ting and him knew, but no one thought that Meng Ting would be so ruthless, crippling his roots, and almost killing him.
That person didn't die, the Meng family spent money and means to suppress the matter, and as punishment Meng Ting was sent to a closed high school, the name is to make him correct the violence in his bones.
As for Grandma Meng Ting and that man, they are still living well in Donglin Town.
These are all the contents in the materials, there may be mistakes and omissions, but it is what happened to Meng Ting in those seven years, if it was like a nightmare.
Yan Sui looked at the wound on Meng Ting's hand, and the coldness on the corners of his eyes and brows became even more chilly. He thought that there was a shadow of the Meng family behind this matter, otherwise there would be no one who should be punished and should not be punished. Instead, they continued to suffer.
As for who it is, it is still uncertain for the time being, but now he has checked together, and he will not let people who are related to the Meng family go.
Yan Sui put Meng Ting's hand back on the quilt, quietly got up and walked to the balcony connected to the room, made a few phone calls, then went back to the room to put away the computer, went to the bathroom again, and came back to the bed without any sleep. For other things, Meng Ting wanted him to sleep with him, so he stayed with him.
He lay down slowly, took Meng Ting into his arms and hugged him, leaned over and kissed his forehead, and whispered, "Meng Ting, good night."
Seeing Meng Ting falling asleep, Yan Sui's tightly locked brows loosened a little, and he stretched out his hand to stroke his forehead hair. He hugged him, and after a long time he himself closed his eyes and fell asleep, but the feeling of distress The feeling didn't dissipate from his chest until he fell asleep for a long time.
Meng Ting woke up in Yan Sui's arms, yesterday's haze was swept away, he was hugged obediently, when Yan Sui was about to wake up, he leaned up and kissed him on the forehead, "Yan Sui, Good morning."
Yan Sui's eyes gradually regained their clarity, and then Meng Tingjiao's beautiful smiling face was reflected, his brows and eyes were bent, he looked at people with a smile, his lips were slightly pursed, Yan Sui felt his forehead, and the light of his eyes fell on his lips again unconsciously. Hang around a bit more.
He raised his hand to rub Meng Ting's cheek, "Did you sleep well?"
"Very good," Meng Ting moved up with one hand supporting his body, then held Yan Sui's cheeks with both hands, lowered his head and kissed his lips, Yan Sui didn't respond, Meng Ting's own cheeks were more Yan Hong, so he continued, "I slept with you, and we both slept very well."
It was so good that he wanted to kiss Yan Sui more, but as for why it was lips, he just did it out of his heart.
Yan Sui pursed his lips lightly, and when Meng Ting was about to slant to one side after finishing speaking, his hand pressed the back of his neck to prevent him from leaving, the two of them looked at each other, Meng Ting's cheeks were even brighter. It turned a little red, but he still understood what Yan Sui meant, and slowly approached, and then his lips touched, and the two exchanged a gentle and tired morning kiss.
After the kiss was over, Meng Ting slowly opened his eyes. He continued to hold Yan Sui's cheeks with both hands, and then leaned closer to rub against the person. He whispered, "Yan Sui, I like you." like.
"Yes," Yan Sui responded, holding Meng Ting's waist and sitting up together. He rubbed Meng Ting's hair, met his gaze, and said seriously, "I like you too, Meng Ting."
Meng Ting's eyes lit up when he heard this, and his smile couldn't hold back anymore.
He couldn't help but said again, "I will always like you."
Even if one day Yan Sui doesn't like him anymore, he will still like Yan Sui.
Yan Sui raised his eyebrows slightly, pinched the tender flesh of Meng Ting's cheek, and said with certainty, "This is what it should be."
Now that I like it, I naturally want to always like it. He is, and Meng Ting must also be.
The two of them got up and went for a morning run together, and walked around with Rhubarb for half a circle. After returning to the room to wash, they went to the dinner table for breakfast.
"I'm not going to the company today, we'll set off together tonight."
Hearing this, Meng Ting raised his face from the porridge bowl, looked at Yan Sui, blinked his eyes, then shook his head, "No need, I'm not afraid of them, I was just a little bit sad yesterday, now I'm gone Not at all."
Meng Ting felt that he felt sad yesterday because he had a great time these two days. When he understood what was good, he also knew what was bad. That's why he was sad. He just hated the Meng family. Not afraid.
"Go to the company if you have something to do. It doesn't matter if I wait for you to go home, or I wait for you over there."
Yan Sui thought for a while before nodding, "Okay, I'll go home early."
"Well," Meng Ting smiled when he heard the words, and went to drink porridge again. Knowing Meng Ting's big appetite, Wang Ma specially prepared this big bowl for him that can cover his entire face, so that it can be served again without having to keep filling it all the time. Sex is full, anyway, Meng Ting is very happy to use it.
Yan Sui left to go to the company, Xiao Bowang's mother came to Yan Sui and Meng Ting's room with a few servants, cleared out half of the space that originally contained Yan Sui's things, and added things that belonged to Meng Ting. The room tidied up for Meng Ting directly became his storage room, although there is nothing in it at present.
In Yan Sui's study, there is an extra desk near the window, which is also prepared for Meng Ting. At the same time, Meng Ting also received his own laptop and tablet. Yan Sui also prepared other things for Meng Ting. , but those have to be handed over to him by himself.
After those people withdrew, Meng Ting looked at the room again, his eyes were uncontrollably hot, he didn't feel much at first, but now he really felt that this room belonged to him and Yan Sui.
They put their clothes in one cupboard and their shoes in another cupboard, and the other half that originally belonged to Yan Sui was completely occupied by him, this feeling is particularly good.
"Yan Sui will be back in two hours, we will go pick him up then."
Meng Ting rubbed the hairball, with an undisguised expectation on his face.
"Meow," Fuqiu closed his eyes and called softly, then continued to take a nap in his master's arms.
Although Maoqiu and Rhubarb were ugly, they were much more well-behaved than ordinary pets. Meng Ting took Rhubarb to recognize the family members, and he didn't bark at them when he saw them.
Maoqiu is inconvenient due to injury, and even if he wants to climb a sofa, he has to go to Meng Ting's feet and wail softly, and when he gets on the sofa, he just waits in Meng Ting's arms, just like his master, Wang Ma and Xiao Bo are already changed their minds.
Meng Ting played with his mobile phone for a while in the room, and then he heard Da Huang's call and a woman's scream.
"What is this, throw it out!"
To be able to talk like this in Yan's house, she is still a woman, no doubt it is He Wan.