Lan Mingsheng smiled and said: "The car key is right at the door. There are several cars in the cabinet as high as your hand. Whichever one you like, don’t say, you have been driving all the time. Row!"
Yun Mengtian walked toward the door while saying: "Don't worry, I am not interested in driving your car all the time!"
Yun Mengtian said, opened the cabinet, saw a few car keys inside, took a Land Rover, and walked out!
Lan Mingsheng looked at her back, this time, it was finally not that sad anymore.
Because he knew that she would come back if she left.
Lan Mingsheng held a book in his hand and watched Yun Mengtian leave.
He looked at the void in a daze, the book in his hand seemed to be a decoration.
I don't know how long it took, and when he heard the door opening, he looked at the door abruptly.
Then, he saw Yun Mengtian pushing in the big suitcase, walking in with an unpleasant expression on his face.
Lan Mingsheng smiled. She is still the same as three years ago. When she is in a bad mood, she likes to show her emotions without concealment.
When Lan Mingsheng was watching Yun Mengtian, Yun Mengtian also happened to raise his head and glanced at him. He saw Lan Mingsheng sitting in a wheelchair. His position and sitting posture seemed to have changed since he would leave. Has not changed.
Yun Mengtian frowned, isn't he uncomfortable
Seeing Yun Mengtian entering the door, the smile on Lan Mingsheng's face was as scorching as sunlight.
Yun Mengtian uncomfortably pushed the suitcase into the living room: "Why are you looking at me all the time? I just go back and get a suitcase. After saying that I will take care of you here, I will speak and count!"
Lan Mingsheng smiled and lowered his head, and said softly: "I'm not afraid that you won't come back, I just see you come back, happy!"
Yun Mengtian blinked: "Then you continue to be happy, I will go upstairs to pack up things first!"
After Yun Mengtian finished speaking, he carried the big suitcase and walked up the stairs with difficulty.
Lan Mingsheng looked at her back, looked down at her legs, a little annoyed, if she didn't pretend to have a problem with her legs, this would help her take things upstairs.
Lan Mingsheng felt a little uncomfortable. He watched Yun Mengtian disappear at the top of the stairs before he withdrew his sight.
At this moment, upstairs, Yun Mengtian just turned the corner, leaned against the wall and took a deep breath.
Lan Mingsheng's gaze was too substantive, she could clearly feel that he stared at her back intently, as if her back was burning hot.
She squeezed the suitcase tightly and kicked the suitcase with a little temper. She really didn't understand why Lan Mingsheng kept picking her up.
In his eyes, they are more suitable people, childhood sweethearts with a friendship of 20 years.
However, she is not the one he loves after all. Is it necessary for him to be like this
In other words, he has become a habit of being sultry, and he doesn't mind if others will misunderstand him.
Thinking of this, Yun Mengtian felt even more uncomfortable.
She hated Lan Mingsheng doing this to herself, and even more hated Lan Mingsheng doing this to everyone.
She felt that she was really sick and ran to Lan Mingsheng to be abused. Knowing that she would feel uncomfortable, she came.
She took a deep breath, cursed herself a few words, and finally resigned herself to pulling the suitcase to the room.
Anyway... Lan Mingsheng won't be lame for a lifetime, so she will endure it.
Lan Mingsheng naturally didn't know Yun Mengtian's thoughts. He was in a daze in the living room holding the book, and he calculated the time. He always felt that Yun Mengtian had packed his things.
However, Yun Mengtian just didn't see it.
Lan Mingsheng looked upstairs, he was thinking whether to call Yun Mengtian down, but what should he call her down
Is this another problem
When Lan Mingsheng couldn't help it in distress, Yun Mengtian finally appeared at the top of the stairs.
Lan Mingsheng couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, and smiled subconsciously.
Seeing Lan Mingsheng's smiling face, Yun Mengtian subconsciously turned her face away and didn't want to look at it.
She muffled: "You can call me directly or make a phone call. Now, if you don't need my help, I will go to rest!"
When Lan Mingsheng heard Yun Mengtian say that she was going to rest, his eyes darkened.
He thought that she had just met today, and since she decided to come and take care of herself, she should talk to herself.
Unexpectedly, she would rest now.
But thinking that she had just got off the plane today, she should be tired and need a rest, he felt distressed immediately.
In this complicated and contradictory mood, he nodded: "Then you go and rest, I have something to call you!"
Yun Mengtian glanced at him hesitantly: "I mean, I'm going to wash and go to bed. If you are okay, go to bed as soon as possible. If you want to read, try to lie on the bedside and look at it. Before that, I need me. I will try my best to help you with things to help!"
Lan Mingsheng was stunned, but he didn't expect Yun Mengtian to mean this.
He opened his mouth and said: "Then I will go to the room to read!"
After Lan Ming finished speaking, Yun Mengtian quickly went downstairs, pushed him without saying a word, and walked towards the room.
She seemed to really take care of herself as her responsibility, and she didn't want to talk to herself except for taking care of him.
Lan Mingsheng was a little depressed. He felt like he had tied this person unwillingly and unwillingly to his side.
Thinking of this, he felt uncomfortable: "Xiao Meng, are you particularly not waiting for me!"
Yun Mengtian had already pushed Lan Mingsheng to the door, but he didn't expect that he would suddenly ask.
She was startled, and said in a deep voice: "Why would you ask like that?"
If she really doesn't want to see him, why would she be full and take care of him when she is angry.
When Lan Mingsheng heard Yun Mengtian’s words, he thought about it, and then said: "After you saw me today, it seems that you have not been in a good mood. You will take care of me. I know it is due to our past affection. I am very I am happy that you are willing to take care of me, but I really don't want to make you unhappy!"
There is another sentence, Lan Mingsheng didn't say clearly, he didn't want to base his happiness on Yun Mengtian's pain.
Yun Mengtian was a little speechless when he heard his words: "You think too much, I'm in a bad mood... It's not entirely because of you!"
Lan Mingsheng was stunned, not because of him, was it because of someone else
Thinking that Yun Mengtian was unhappy because of others, then she must care about that person, Lan Mingsheng felt uncomfortable again.
Until Yun Mengtian pushed him to the bed and said, "Shall I help you up now?"
Lan Mingsheng was stunned and nodded: "Okay!"
Yun Mengtian stretched out his hand and supported Lan Mingsheng's arm to make him stand up reluctantly, and then sat down on the edge of the bed.
As a result, Lan Mingsheng couldn't stand still, pulling Yun Mengtian directly onto the bed.
The breath of the two people is close, and the faces of each other are close at hand.
Yun Mengtian's small face burned red in an instant, she struggled to stand up abruptly, it looked like she had been stabbed by a needle.
Her tone was flustered, as if she was confessed by Lan Mingsheng three years ago.
She said: "Um... Lan Mingsheng, I'll go upstairs first, call me if I have something to do!"
After she said this in a hurry, she was about to run outside.
As a result, Lan Mingsheng sat up quickly and directly stretched out his hand to hold her: "Little dream!"
Yun Meng struck abruptly, but did not get rid of him and took her own hand. With her back to Lan Mingsheng, she muttered, "You let me go!"
Lan Mingsheng's voice sounded faint: "Xiaomeng, I think we need to have a good talk!"
Yun Mengtian was already panicking, and she was a little incoherent: "Talk...what to talk about, we... have nothing to talk about, we have nothing...no questions to talk about!"
After she finished speaking, she felt annoyed in her heart. She didn't know what she meant by what she had just said.
Seeing her so unnatural, Lan Mingsheng sighed lowly: "Xiaomeng, I know you may not be very happy when you see me, but we can't continue like this. Some things require a limit to escape. I always thought we could sit down and talk peacefully!"
Yun Mengtian's expression was flustered, his face flushed: "You can let go of my hand first!"
Lan Mingsheng's eyes flashed: "Then you promise me, I let go, you can't run away!"
Yun Mengtian turned around and glared at him: "What am I running? I am here to take care of you. If something happens to you, can I really care about you? You let me go first!"
Lan Mingsheng also felt that what Yun Mengtian said was reasonable. She had promised to take care of herself. She would definitely live in this villa, and she would not be able to run far.
Therefore, he trusted it very much and let go of Yun Mengtian's hand.
Then the next second, he saw Yun Mengtian flying away like a bird just out of the cage without looking back.
It wasn't until the bedroom door slammed that Lan Mingsheng reacted in a dumbfounded manner. He was stunned by Yun Mengtian. She didn't want to talk to herself at all, she still had an evasive attitude.
He closed his eyes weakly. Sure enough, everything she didn't want to talk about was nonsense. She even used such tricks.
Lan Mingsheng sighed helplessly, stared at the door and shook his head, thinking of Yun Mengtian's vowed words just now, let him let go of her first.
As a result, as soon as she let go, she slipped away without looking back.
Lan Mingsheng was angry and funny, and finally let out a helpless chuckle.
After sitting on the bed for a long time, he slowly got up, walked over and locked the door.
Then, he took the notebook on the side, turned on the corridor monitoring on the second floor, and looked at the monitoring half an hour ago to see which room Yun Mengtian lived in.
After seeing the room clearly, he put away the computer and breathed a sigh of relief.
He washed with a natural air, put the wheelchair aside, tidied the room, and then leaned against the bed to read.
As time passed, he estimated that it was almost the end, and then he got up and walked outside.
When Lan Mingsheng appeared on the second floor, he was holding a lighted incense in his hand.
He walked to the door of Yun Mengtian's guest room, and seeing that there was no light from the door of the guest room, he knew that Yun Mengtian must have turned off the light and lay down.
He safely sews the chives door in his hand and stuffs it in a little bit.
He was sitting at the door, and the voice-activated light in the corridor had gone out.
Lan Mingsheng stood in the dark, leaning against the wall in front of Yun Mengtian's door.