C17

"Mengmeng, open the door. I have a very important secret to tell you."

"Nope." She said, "Hurry up and leave. If you don't, I'll call security!"

I almost forgot. She's living in a rented apartment right now.

"Then report it so I can go in with Uncle Police."

Yu Meng: "…"

After hanging up He Mingxuan's phone, Yu Meng felt that she couldn't beat him.

"Open the door and I'll be gone."

Yu Meng opened the door doubtfully.

"Hurry up and tell me."

"Do you want to know how to be smart?"

Yu Meng was confused.

"You …" After thinking for a long time, he still cursed himself for being stupid.

"I shouldn't have cared about you!"

Yu Meng frowned, raising her hand to close the door.

This time, He Mingxuan was much more confident. He reached out, grabbed Yu Meng's wrist and pulled his into his embrace.

Steady, accurate, ruthless.

"Bam!"

The door was also shut by Yu Meng's tugging at it.

The dust in the air rose again, and He Mingxuan protected Yu Meng's head in his arms as he coughed non-stop.

Yu Meng struggled, clenching her fist and hitting He Mingxuan's chest again and again.

However, no matter how much strength he used, he couldn't break free from the man's embrace.

Instead, he hugged her tighter and tighter.

Waiting until Yu Meng finally had no more strength left, her entire body went limp in He Mingxuan's embrace, and her crazy struggles slowly turned into silent crying.

Tears rolled down, drop by drop, onto He Mingxuan's chest.

Ever since their divorce, Yu Meng no longer shed tears. She no longer cared about the online scolding, nor did she bother to care about Yu Zheng's and his singing. But now, He Mingxuan's embrace, had actually warmed her face and caused her to shed tears.

It was a familiar feeling that he hadn't felt in a long time, a feeling that defeated all of Yu Meng's bravado.

In the tranquil corridor, He Mingxuan held Yu Meng in his arms, his chin was resting on Yu Meng's head, and he leaned his face close to her ear and whispered into her ear.

"You look really old with that plain face of yours."

Yu Meng: "? …"

She blew her nose and came out of He Mingxuan's embrace, the tender feelings of love and tenderness from before, was instantly dispelled by his words.

"Whatever, what did you want to say to me just now? Speak."

"What I'm trying to say is …" He Mingxuan became serious again: "The way to become smarter, is to forever be together with a smart person who likes you."

Yu Meng furrowed her brows and raised her head. She couldn't understand why a three year old child would believe him when he said it in such a serious tone.

"He Mingxuan, did you sleep after hearing this kind of bedtime story when you were young?"

"You don't believe me?" He Mingxuan lowered his head and approached him again, his hoarse voice filled with the gentleness of the night. "Then, let's try it out, okay?"

Yu Meng was shocked and immediately pushed He Mingxuan away, "What try, He Mingxuan, even if you're joking, you have to know how to do it well too!"

He Mingxuan looked at Yu Meng, his eyes wounded. "Which part of me makes you joke around, is it 'I like you' or 'A way to become smarter'?"

"What's the difference?" In Yu Meng's eyes, it was all nonsense.

"I'm not joking. These two things are true. If you don't believe me, then let's try."

"Try what? Try if you really like me?" Or try if you can make me smart? "

"That's right, just try and see if I really like you. Moreover, the smart me can make you become very smart if you're not smart."

Yu Meng: "…"

He Mingxuan: "..."

Corridor: "..."

The atmosphere froze, because the end of the argument was so strange, so strange.

It was as though he was playing a tongue twister to receive a dragon …

The night wind blew at the corner of He Mingxuan's clothes. He lowered his head and looked at Yu Meng with a disdainful expression: "Yu Meng, you really look like an old man."

Yu Meng was startled, "Old man? "You're the one who is like an old man!"

"I confessed to you so lovingly, but you actually turned me into a tongue twister competition!" He Mingxuan's face turned green and then red: "Have you ever been in a relationship before?!"

He Mingxuan who had suddenly acted on his own accord made Yu Meng feel a lot more at ease.

She breathed a sigh of relief and scolded, "Childish kid."

He Mingxuan also stuck out his tongue, "A boring old lady."

"You!"

Yu Meng pointed at He Mingxuan's nose and said, "You better leave my sight quickly, otherwise, the old auntie will beat up the devilish brat!"

He Mingxuan raised his eyebrows, and his gaze drifted past the tightly shut door. Then, he tidied up his windbreaker, and turned around naturally and unrestrainedly.

"Alright, I'll be going then."

Yu Meng frowned. Such a straightforward He Mingxuan was beyond her expectations.

Turning around, he also saw his own closed door.

She didn't bring her key, and it was impossible for her landlord to open the door for her in the middle of the night. Her phone and purse were all at home, and most importantly, she was wearing pajamas with her slippers on.

A cold wind was rustling in the corridor, causing Yu Meng to sneeze all of a sudden.

"Achoo!"

He Mingxuan, who had only walked two steps for a long time, stopped and turned around, pretended to be serious as he cleared his throat and respectfully bowed to Yu Meng.

"Auntie."

As Yu Meng listened, her eyebrows began to twitch.

He Mingxuan took two steps forward, his words clear and loud: "Auntie Yu."

Yu Meng felt as if ten thousand grass and horses were galloping in her heart.

"Auntie, you must be freezing." He Mingxuan said in a boastful voice, and his expression grew even more serious: "Respects to the elderly and loves to young, quickly put on my coat."

He Mingxuan put the windbreaker over Yu Meng's body, not forgetting to smack her lips. "As you get older, your resistance won't work."

"Little brat, be careful, I might not return the windbreaker to you!"

"Old Auntie, the weather is so cold. Do you want to go eat hotpot with me? When I came over, I saw a fish at the bottom of the sea. It must be delicious with steaming hot water."

Hearing the word "sea fishing", Yu Meng's stomach rumbled.

She hadn't eaten much all day.

"Auntie, did you swallow your saliva?"

Yu Meng rolled her eyes. "You talk too much."

"Then let's go." He Mingxuan smiled, he turned around and squatted in front of Yu Meng with his back facing his.

"What are you doing?"

"You old people definitely won't be able to see it clearly at night. When you get old and have osteoporosis, falling and falling is very serious."

Yu Meng snorted coldly and jumped onto He Mingxuan's back with a vengeful look.

He almost lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs.

"Auntie, not only do you have outstanding IQ, you're also very heavy."

"You talk too much!"

Yu Meng kicked He Mingxuan's butt, her slippers flying after her. A light breeze blew, causing her feet to feel cold.

The next second, his cold feet were wrapped in a warm feeling.

He Mingxuan held onto one of Yu Meng's feet with one hand and stuffed it into the pocket of his overcoat to cover himself.

Yu Meng struggled for a bit, feeling a little awkward.

"Auntie, what are you doing? Are you afraid that I will discover that you have Hong Kong legs?"

With a single sentence, Yu Meng lost all her awkwardness. She then pinched He Mingxuan's arm tightly.

"He Mingxuan, I'll let you know what it means to be more experienced!"

Along the way, he carried her on his back, held her in his arms, and protected her, allowing her punches and kicks to strike him. The rats in the yard were scared out of their wits.

Under the girls' unreserved laughter, curses and threats, the boy was secretly relieved.

She smiled, he thought.

When they finally reached the hotpot restaurant, He Mingxuan placed Yu Meng on his seat and waved his hands in the air.

"Waiter, do you have disinfectant?"

The corner of Yu Meng's mouth twitched.

"Don't tell me you want to wash your hands with disinfectant."

He Mingxuan looked at Yu Meng and suddenly asked, "Have you smelled the taste of dung before?"

Yu Meng frowned, indicating that she didn't understand.

He Mingxuan put his hand on Yu Meng's nose, "Now you smell it, right?"

Yu Meng reacted for two seconds.

"He Mingxuan, you're courting death again!"

With a furious gaze, Yu Meng watched him run back to the restroom, and she slowly calmed down.

In the late night hotpot restaurant, there were only night waiters, and the room was large and empty.

She was sitting cross-legged on a chair, wearing He Mingxuan's overcoat and his temperature on her feet.

How could Yu Meng not know about He Mingxuan's good points? However, what made her even more amazed was his control.

Every single time when her dreams were about to go out of control and hard to hide, he would easily use his to cover them. Every single line that she shouldn't have crossed, He Mingxuan had perfectly dodged it.

Just like when she was in his arms and he couldn't control himself while she was being wrapped up in his embrace, he caught her in the vortex of his memories just in time to cover her up with a joke.

It was as if he wanted to take care of her and care for her, but he did everything warm to anger.

The silence was like the settling of the dust in the night. Only then did Yu Meng realize what was going on.

He Mingxuan probably understood himself too well, which was why he was able to grasp the gap between them so perfectly. He knew where her bottom line was, and what she was most resistant to.

He also knew that she wouldn't give up so easily.

He Mingxuan's skillful skill had caused Yu Meng's eyes to darken.

She was really stupid, so why was everyone around her so smart?

In the past, Tan Yubai had stirred her like a moth to a flame for him half her life.

Now, He Mingxuan had easily seen through her and seen through her …

A cold wind blew, and Yu Meng pulled up her collar, her heart becoming much clearer.

If she were to stay away from He Mingxuan, she would not be able to touch anything that was related to emotions.

At least at such a stage of nothing, she couldn't.