I won't chase you a second time

Chapter 33

After falling asleep again, within a few hours, Jiang Wensong woke up again, opened his eyes in a daze, and found himself lying in a warm embrace.

Jiang Wensong raised his head to see who it was, and when he looked up, his fluffy hair brushed He Mingxu's chin.

He Mingxu didn't open his eyes, he put his arms around Jiang Wensong's waist, and hugged him even tighter.

Jiang Wensong hadn't fully woken up yet, so he blinked his eyes, and after realizing it, he pushed his shoulder.

He was still thinking about who was holding him.

He Mingxu moved and looked down at him, "Don't sleep anymore?"

Jiang Wensong looked up at He Mingxu, his handsome face was within walking distance of him, he was startled and sat up all of a sudden.

Seeing his panicked expression, He Mingxu also sat up, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Wensong turned to look at the arrangement in the room.

"We were at the hotel, and we went back to Songfeng together." Seeing his confused expression, He Mingxu explained.

After Jiang Wensong finished looking at the room, he turned to look at He Mingxu again.

He Mingxu frowned tightly, his face seemed a little worried.

Jiang Wensong nodded, sat quietly for a while, and moved over to get closer to He Mingxu, as if he wanted to hug He Mingxu.

With his arm softly resting on He Mingxu's shoulder, He Mingxu stretched out his hand and wrapped it around Jiang Wensong's waist.

Jiang Wensong leaned on He Mingxu's shoulder, his eyes were a little empty.

"I forgot again."

Jiang Wensong spoke very softly, his tone full of frustration.

"It's okay..." He Mingxu felt that he should say more comforting words, but when he opened his mouth, he found that he couldn't say anything other than saying that he was okay.

Jiang Wensong was indeed very disappointed with himself, lying on He Mingxu's shoulder for a long time, so he tried to comfort himself, "But I haven't completely forgotten."

"I still remember you."

Jiang Wensong didn't dare to say that he was shocked when he found himself lying in He Mingxu's arms at the first second.

He Mingxu patted Jiang Wensong's head.

Maybe because he felt that relying on He Mingxu was at ease, Jiang Wensong unknowingly started talking more.

"I always forget things," Jiang Wensong seemed to be repeating this matter, "but I went to see a doctor."

"It's not a serious illness," he was eager to explain after finishing speaking, "I just forget things more easily."

"Actually, I'm recovering pretty well."

"Actually..." Jiang Wensong stopped talking, not knowing what to say.

In fact, he wanted to say that he himself was not that bad.

He Mingxu didn't interrupt him.

But Jiang Wensong didn't want to say any more, so he straightened up, looked at He Mingxu, and wanted to ask him, what if I forget you one day.

But when he thought about it again, he had already forgotten about He Mingxu once.

Jiang Wensong frowned and thought about the problem. He Mingxu felt that the room was too dark, so he turned around and picked up the remote control panel to open the curtains, and the bright sunlight just poured into the room.

Jiang Wensong squinted his eyes from the sunlight, looked at He Mingxu, and thought of a good way.

Because He Mingxu was against the light, the photos taken on the phone were not so clear, but he was somewhat hazy and handsome. The bright sunlight well outlined He Mingxu's silhouette. He Mingxu looked at him with a hint of puzzlement.

Jiang Wensong held up his mobile phone and took a picture contentedly, and handed it to He Mingxu, "Isn't he handsome?"

Even though the light is behind him, the automatic dimming of the mobile phone still adjusts the light to the point where the face can be seen clearly. Although He Mingxu in the photo is just looking at the camera with no expression, he is still handsome enough for a casual photo.

Jiang Wensong didn't wait for He Mingxu to answer, he took his phone back and set He Mingxu's photo as the lock screen wallpaper.

He is really satisfied with this photo. The overexposed white sunlight on the top of the photo can perfectly show the black time. The overall figure of He Mingxu is relatively dark, and it is impossible to tell that it is He Mingxu unless you look carefully.

"What are you doing as a wallpaper?" He Mingxu looked at Jiang Wensong's phone wallpaper and asked him.

"I'm afraid I'll forget you." Jiang Wensong lowered his head and was still fiddling. After a while, he suddenly remembered, raised his head and asked He Mingxu, "Why don't you wonder why I forget things?"

"I'm curious."

"Then why didn't you ask?"

"Do you want to tell me?"

"It was just a car accident."

When Jiang Wensong finished speaking, he realized that it was not too difficult to say it, it was just a matter of eight words.

"There was a car accident," Jiang Wensong repeated again, maybe because he said it, he simply said a few more words: "Then my sister-in-law took me back to the south to go to school. The phone number and everything have changed."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and fiddled with the phone he had already fixed, without looking at He Mingxu's expression.

"I'm sorry." He Mingxu said.

Jiang Wensong raised his head in surprise and looked at him, wondering why He Mingxu apologized to him.

He Mingxu's expression was too serious, Jiang Wensong didn't like his expression, he was already cool at ordinary times, but now he looked even more scary.

"It's okay, although I don't know why you apologize." Jiang Wensong shook his head, not wanting to talk about this unpleasant topic anymore, he turned his head to look at the sunshine outside, adjusted his mood and said, "Go and have breakfast. "

Maybe it was because he said something that had been buried in his heart for a long time. Jiang Wensong felt a lot better. After finishing his breakfast without distraction, he raised his head to find that He Mingxu had hardly moved.

"Don't waste food." Jiang Wensong accused him.

After finishing speaking, he still looked at He Mingxu with a not so clear expression.

He Mingxu moved his chopsticks, quickly took a few mouthfuls of rice, and then said, "Pack up your luggage later."

"Huh?" Jiang Wensong thought they would stay in this hotel forever.

Originally, He Mingxu wanted to bring Jiang Wensong home directly. If his mother hadn't gone on a trip a few days ago, and only got the ticket posted on Moments today, he would finally go on a trip again.

Jiang Wensong asked him if it would be bad to go directly to the house.

He Mingxu shook his head and explained that there was no one at home.

Jiang Wensong knew that He Mingxu's family was in good condition, but he was still surprised when he saw this small villa.

In the small villa in the center of Songfeng, Jiang Wensong clicked his tongue and followed He Mingxu with a little excitement.

The greenery in the villa area is very good, and there are several lush trees between each building.

Carrying luggage into the villa, Jiang Wensong looked at it curiously. The whole house is made of wooden furniture, which looks a bit old-fashioned, and the arrangement is clean and tidy without lacking in the breath of life.

"Master He, where should I sleep tonight?" Jiang Wensong joked to He Mingxu.

He Mingxu reached out to pick up his suitcase, "The innermost room on the third floor, wash it up and wait for me on my bed."

"..."

"That's right, I don't think it's good to have sex during the day." Jiang Wensong held the box tightly.