I calmed down for several days, did not go to Sheng Minou, and even changed his name on the phone to "Don't touch".
The truth is unexpected, but I'm not really angry, I just need some time to digest this.
Besides, no matter what Sheng Minou was going to do back then, now that things have passed, what's the use of me being angry alone? Even if Sheng Minou was exposed by me, he wouldn't blink.
And to be precise, I'm not angry, it's fear.
I know that this world is not that important to him, and the people in this world are not that special to him. If he felt the need, he could drop everything and leave without hesitation. He has no awe of death, and naturally he will not feel guilty for those who are left behind, let alone think about what the world without him means to me.
People always show extraordinary perseverance in pursuit of a little sweetness in life, and Sheng Minou is my sweetness.
With him, I can survive no matter how difficult it is, and I can climb up in hell, but if I lose him, this world will be completely bitter to me, it will no longer be so important, and it will no longer be so special .
In a very bitter world, how can people not be afraid.
A few days later, on Saturday, it was the day of Xiao Suiguang's banquet. Zheng Mimi asked me to dress casually, it was a family dinner after all, so I went straight there in a T-shirt and jeans. She was waiting for me to enter the venue with me outside the gate early in the morning, and carefully prepared a glass of red wine for me as a door-to-door gift.
I held the red wine in my arms and knocked on the door of Xiao's house, walked through the door and entered the house under the guidance of the butler, and came to a compact but warm reception room. I saw Sheng Minou sitting on the bed.
All my smiles froze on my face in an instant, and I turned to Zheng Mimi beside me, asking why she didn't tell me that Sheng Minou would be there with a smile on my face.
Zheng Mimi was even more surprised than I was, and said in a voice that only the two of us could hear: "I don't know, my uncle didn't tell me there was him."
Zheng Mimi was still holding my arm at this time, and we were so close together, in the eyes of others, it was like an intimate whisper between lovers.
"Sure enough, it's the period of passionate love. You have to bite your ears when you walk, for fear that others will not know your love." Xiao Suiguang beckoned us to pass.
Sheng Minou was sitting on the sofa. We seemed to be chatting with Xiao Suiguang before we came in. His posture seemed very casual, with his forehead resting on his hands, his elbow resting on the armrest of the sofa, and a glass of whiskey filled with ice balls in his other hand. Hearing the movement, he turned his eyes to the door. While Xiao Suiguang was joking, he swept over Zheng Mimi and me lightly, and his eyes fell on our intertwined arms.
"Young people always have endless things to say." He looked straight at me and smiled at me, "It's understandable."
I pulled my hand away from Zheng Mimi in an instant, and I stammered: "Mr. Sheng, Mr. Sheng laughed."
Sheng Minou didn't speak, Xiao Suiguang smiled even wider, and he stabbed me back.
"Oh, I'm still shy."
If this was a martial arts movie, I could spit out a liter of blood right now.
Zheng Mimi quickly sat beside him, pretending to be ashamed and said: "Okay, uncle, don't make fun of us. By the way, cousin, why didn't you see her?"
"Don't mention her. I came back drunk last night and went out again early in the morning." Speaking of his only daughter, Xiao Suiguang couldn't stop sighing.
I silently sat next to Sheng Minou, not daring to get too close, leaving about half an arm's distance between them. During the subsequent conversation, he didn't even glance at me, he only answered Xiao Suiguang and Zheng Mimi's words from the beginning to the end, as if he treated me like nothing.
I felt like I was sitting on pins and needles, several times I wanted to quietly lean over to do some small movements, but I was afraid that the two people on the other side would find out, so I almost scratched my head and scratched my head.
God doesn't know if he's playing tricks on me, why every time, regardless of whether it's the same sex or the opposite sex, Sheng Minou always bumps into any scenes that seem to be intriguing but are actually clear? First Mo Qiu, then Shen Xiaoshi, and now Zheng Mimi!
I was having this soulless conversation quite torturously. After about half an hour, the servant said it was time for dinner, and we moved to the dining room.
"Excuse me, I'm going to the bathroom." Sheng Minou glanced at me, turned around and left.
"I'll go down too!"
I seized the opportunity and quickly followed him, followed him around, and arrived at a somewhat remote bathroom. After him, I quickly went in and locked the door behind me.
"Brother, listen to my explanation..." Preemptively, I hugged him from behind, pressed my cheek against his back, and said coquettishly, "I really have nothing to do with Zheng Mimi, my heart is you Is it you or you. I smell of you all over me, do you smell it?"
Ever since I got Sheng Minou's perfume, I spray it every day, on the closet, on the bed, and on my body.
"It has nothing to do with me, let go." Sheng Minou stood still, but his voice was cold.
The last time he smiled and said congratulations to me on the night, I was gagged by my tie and almost died in bed, this time I'm an idiot to believe it really doesn't matter.
"My darling, my baby, my good brother, I only love you in my life, Zheng Mimi is just playing on the occasion, I promised to be her boyfriend for the last time, I can't go back on my word." Nasty, maximize your love talk skills, "My heart has always been yours alone, don't you believe you can touch it?"
I turned in front of him and took his hand and was about to press it to my chest.
Sheng Minou frowned, and suddenly withdrew his arm when his fingertips touched the lapel of my shirt.
"I said, it has nothing to do with me."
He passed me, walked to the sink, bent slightly, and applied the hand sanitizer all over his hands, as carefully as a doctor about to go to the operating table.
I really came to wash my hands.
I sighed softly in my heart, crossed my arms and leaned against the wall to look at him.
"Brother, I haven't bothered you these days, and I haven't called you to harass you. Do you miss me?"
He turned on the water valve to rinse off all the foam on his hands, and then picked up a wet towel to wipe it off.
"What do you think?"
"I think you miss me."
He looked at me in the mirror, with a sneer on his lips, but he didn't say anything harsh.
Looking at him in the mirror, my heart moved, and I asked, "Brother, if I die suddenly one day, will you be sad for me?" After asking, I felt hypocritical and insisted on asking for an obvious answer.
I lowered my eyes and laughed at myself: "Forget it, no need to answer."
Sheng Minou brushed me and walked towards the door, a breeze was blown, and the voice came from behind.
"Come out if you don't go up, don't make Mr. Xiao wait for a long time."
"Okay..." I dragged out my voice, answered him lazily, and walked out the door weakly.
When Sheng Minou and I returned to the restaurant again, we found that there was another person on the table, and Xiao Meng came.
Sorry, it's short, I'll try to write something tomorrow