mousepad-d2 Chapter 359 You are not wrong, it is me
Chapter 359 You are not wrong, it is me
"No, you're not wrong, it's me." Qiao Minglang coldly pushed away the person standing in front of him, stood up from the sofa he was sitting on, and walked into the bedroom.
"Hey..." How could you be wrong?Obviously it was me who was wrong, so Zhou Xing couldn't figure it out.
Unprepared, he was pushed by the young man, and he fell backwards. Fortunately, he supported the ground with one hand in time to stabilize his body, followed the young man with his eyes, and looked at the young man in a daze. The back of the bedroom.
It shouldn't be!He obviously said that he was so pitiful, did he say something wrong just now?It seems that it is not as simple as a day or two to get the forgiveness of the daughter-in-law.
He had no choice but to get up from the ground, and chased the young man to the bedroom, but before he entered the bedroom, he met the young man's jade-like stern face at the door, staring at him with calm eyes.The half-stepped foot stepped back immediately, Zhou Xing pursed his lips and pulled out a good-looking smile, "Hehe... I just want to come and see you, do I need to..."
...how can I help...
"Get out of the way, don't block my way." Qiao Minglang held the clothes in his hands, and when he saw the man standing in front of him, his handsome face was tense, and he looked at the man expressionlessly.
"I'm sorry..." Zhou Daxing looked at his young man with an aggrieved face, trying to get the young man's sympathy and forgiveness through pity, "I was wrong."
"You're wrong? Where's the mistake?" Qiao Minglang glared at the man, turned a corner, and walked towards the bedroom. Regardless of the people behind him, he closed the bathroom door with his backhand and locked the door.
"Oh!"
If Zhou Xing hadn't reacted in time and took a step back, the door would have slapped him in the face.Looking at the closed bathroom door and hearing the sound of water inside, he reached out and touched his nose. If his wife doesn't drive him out, does it mean that he is on the verge of forgiving him?
He vaguely guessed in his heart why the young man was angry with him, but this matter was indeed his own fault.If I knew that he should have contacted his dear one as soon as he returned to China, instead of waiting until this time to find him.
Hey~ It's really self-inflicted!
Hearing the sound of water in the bathroom, imagining that the person inside was taking off his clothes and taking a bath, he suddenly felt his nose heat up, Zhou Xing hurriedly covered his nose, and walked away with his hands and feet.
The young man took a bath in it, and he just took advantage of this time to take a good look at the house.Although the things in this house have changed a lot, and all the things in the house have been replaced with new ones, but the basic layout is still here, where is the kitchen, where is the bedroom, and the direction has not changed.
He wandered into the house from the outside living room, where they used to sleep.The decoration and style of the bedroom have completely changed. The white walls and the furnishings in the room are simple and elegant. It looks like a place where young people often live.
The first time he walked in, Zhou Xing noticed the big bed in the room, which was covered with sky blue sheets, the quilt was folded inside and placed on the other side of the wall, and two pillows were placed side by side on the bed.
On the bedside table was an alarm clock and a water glass with half a glass of water in it.
A wardrobe, a desk, a few books on the desk, a laptop, and a briefcase next to it.
Zhou walked to the desk, touched the laptop with his hand, turned a corner, picked up a book on the desk, and saw the familiar handwriting at the first glance, he recognized it as the youth's handwriting , Upright and handsome, just like a young man with the same personality and personality.
slam-la-
The water in the shower sprayed down, and the young man standing under the shower closed his eyes tightly, allowing the water to spray wantonly on his face.After a long time, the young man opened his eyes, reached out to turn off the water, picked up the towel hanging by the side and wiped his face.
"Crack!"
The door of the bathroom was opened from the inside. Qiao Minglang came out of the shower and saw someone sitting on the sofa in the living room.
Hearing footsteps from behind, Zhou Xing, who had just sat down on the sofa, quickly stood up again, and smiled nicely at the young man.He was secretly thinking in his heart, but luckily he came out of the room quickly, otherwise he just happened to be caught and he would be finished.
The young man who had just taken a bath took off his formal clothes for going out, and he was wearing a set of black pajamas, with a delicate collarbone faintly visible at the neckline.The young man's freshly washed hair was still wet, and water was dripping from the ends of his hair.
Looking across someone's face with a silly smile, Qiao Minglang acted as if he hadn't seen this person, and walked in the direction of the bedroom, found a hair dryer, and plugged it into a power supply at the door , began to blow hair.
There was the hum of a hair dryer in the room.
"I, I'll blow it for you." Zhou Xing stood in front of the young man, looking at the young man intently, and wanted to tell the young man to let him blow his hair.But as soon as he stretched out his hand and met the young man staring at him, he withdrew his hand back, not knowing what to do.
They have been separated for seven years, and they have not seen each other for seven years. It is seven years, not seven days or seven months.They are no longer young, time has changed them a lot, both in appearance and heart.
The ones standing in front of them at this moment are no longer the ones they were seven years ago, but the ones who have matured today.He remembered that the youth stood in front of him in the past and was a head shorter than him, but now they are both about the same height, standing together, the youth is only half a head shorter than him.
The buzzing sound of the hair dryer stopped, Zhou Xing reached out and grabbed the boy's hand.
"Let go, don't let me say this a second time." Qiao Minglang's eyes fell on the captured hand, he raised his eyes to look at the man, and said coldly: "If you don't want to be kicked out by me tonight If it's outside, just keep holding on."
Zhou Xing had no choice but to quickly put his hand back, and seeing the young man put away the hair dryer and put it on the table at the door, he followed behind the young man, "Honey, tell me, what do you have to do to forgive me.
If you are not happy, you can punch me twice in the face, I promise you will make me laugh, I will never dare to cry, as long as you don't ignore me..."
"Am I such an unreasonable person?" Qiao Minglang stared at this person and asked.
"No, no." Zhou Xing shook his head hastily, how could he dare to nod at this moment, unless he really wanted to sleep outside tonight.
Qiao Minglang withdrew his gaze from staring at this person, turned around and opened the closet, took out a pair of pajamas that he hadn't worn much, and took out a brand new towel and underwear from the lower drawer, and stuffed them into this person's hand together with the pajamas , pushed the person out of the door, and said: "I'm going to sleep now, you'd better not disturb me, let me tell you, I'm not in a good mood right now."
"Now, take your clothes and take a shower, and live in the opposite room tonight, and let me know that you came to my room in the middle of the night, hehe..."
I didn't finish the threatening words later, but the meaning was very clear.
Holding the pajamas in his hands, Zhou Xing watched the bedroom door close in front of him, "Hey~" Wait, I didn't finish my sentence, why did you close the door?
Seeing that the light at the crack of the door was off, he knew that the light in the room was off, so he paused with his raised hand, but he didn't dare to really knock on it, and slowly put it back, "Hey..." Couldn't help it. Sighing, I had no choice but to take a shower with my clothes in my arms.
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Hearing the sound of footsteps leaving outside the door, the young man lying on the bed stretched out his hands and pinched his browbones, sighed softly, closed his eyes and wanted to sleep, his mind was full of the face of the person outside, occupying all his nerves.
In fact, as early as three years ago, he accidentally saw a familiar face on the cover of a magazine. Later, he still couldn't hold back, and went to find some information by himself, knowing some information about that person abroad.
With the development of the times, the information on the Internet has become more and more developed. It is not difficult for him to know the information of a public figure.
But all the information he learned about that person came from the Internet. It was a big star shining on the stage, not the boy he was familiar with.
During these three years, Qiao Minglang didn't want to fly to that country to find Zhou Xing, but in the end, he didn't even buy the ticket to that country.
Until the year before last, he learned from media information that this person had returned to China.
Knowing that this person came back at that time, he was very happy in his heart, and he had been waiting for the other person to come to him.But he waited from anticipation to loss and then disappointment, but he never waited for the person to come back and find him.
Until this evening, this person appeared in front of him without warning and said that he was back. At that time, he felt an urge to cry.But when he knew that this person had already returned and did not come back to look for him at the first time, he felt even more angry, angry that this person had not come back to look for him after so long; angry that this person would rather go to When my former classmates inquired about him, they were unwilling to ask him in person...
Just now I heard that person talk about his life abroad, even though it was only a few words, Qiao Minglang knew that traveling around at that time must have been very difficult.
But while he felt sorry for this person, he couldn't help but feel a little angry. Why couldn't this person call him and ask for help when he encountered difficulties?Can he really ignore him?
In fact, in the final analysis, it was still the person's self-esteem that was at work, and he would rather grit his teeth and walk on than let him see him in such a mess.
Seven years, seven years...
The time is too long, so long that I even wonder if you will come back to me one day.You say that life without me is hard for you.Can I get along just fine without you?
……
The young man lying on the bed raised his hand to cover his eyes, and after a long time, he let out a sigh... There was an indescribable melancholy inside...