Everyone didn't expect that the day after the funeral, Cheng Enyou would go back to school, he looked no different from usual, but he was a lot haggard and silent, except for Meng Zeyi, it was difficult for Xia Xiangxi to say a few words to him. Lu Youheng's ashes have been brought home, and Ning Haokun is still living with him, and he has no intention of moving out, but now that the two of them are at a loss, they can't go back to the past. Or because of this, Cheng Enyou suddenly proposed to change the day school to a boarding school, no one objected to this decision, but no one agreed, more just indifference.

On the day Cheng Enyou left home, it was still the school that Ning Haokun sent him to, and the man helped him carry his suitcase, helped him carry his schoolbag, and even hung a water cup around Ning Haokun's neck. However, when doing this, Ning Haokun didn't have any expression, as if he was a puppet.

The weather in midsummer was very hot, Cheng Enyou looked at the man's sweat-soaked T-shirt, and only said, "Let me come." ”

"I'll come."

"No, I can do it myself."

"I don't care if you can do it," Ning Haokun actually pushed this person away, he responded with a look in his eyes: "I don't want to help you, I'm just taking care of you for Youheng, I can't be sorry for him." As long as he hasn't finished it, I'll do it. ”

When the boy heard this, he withdrew his hand. At this time, his sweat was falling down his eyelashes, and it looked like tears from a distance, Ning Haokun's heart trembled, but he recovered his expression just now in the blink of an eye.

His dormitory is on the fifth floor and is a six-person room, but because there are not many boarders at Xinyi Middle School, this student dormitory is often vacant, like this one, judging from the beds, there are only two people. Cheng Enyou glanced around blankly, and when he turned back, Ning Haokun had already made the bed for him. He wanted to help, but remembering the man's attitude just now, he still honestly stood aside. After cleaning up, Ning Haokun didn't stay any longer, just looked at the young man and turned to leave.

Cheng Enyou looked at the desk full of textbooks, strange, those review books look like they will only be used in the third year of high school, could it be that they are graduates who live with them? He couldn't help but walk over curiously, and when he was about to open the cover page, he saw the door of the dormitory open.

"You...... You guys? ”

Unbelievable, the people standing in front of him now turned out to be Jingchen and Meng Zeyu.

"You guys? Why? ”

"What, why?" Meng Zeyu still laughed like that, making people look like they had seen the winter sun, "Senior Jing and I are your roommates." ”

Roommate? Cheng Enyou was stunned, "You guys, you also applied to live on campus?" ”

"What? If you can apply, can't we apply yet? ”

"What are you going to do?"

"What are you not doing? I said," Jingchen walked up a few steps, "Whether you want it or not, I'll take care of your affairs in the future." ”

"Jingchen, you ......"

"I'm one level higher than you, and I couldn't get a room with you, but I just begged my brother with a dead face, and we spent a lot of effort to be in a room with you, Enyou, you can't hide even if you want to hide now."

The boy frowned, "Hide? I didn't hide. ”

"Didn't you flee here because you couldn't face that home?"

That home? Yes, they've already moved once after my father died, and now, even that person is dead, there's so much memory there, it's really, it's too hard to face. Staying there for a minute and a second, Cheng Enyou's mind was full of that person's face, he couldn't stand it, he really couldn't stand it!

"Enyou, let's face the future together."

"We? Together? ”

Jingchen nodded to Meng Zeyu, and at this time, Cheng Enyou actually retreated. Suddenly, the young man fell into Meng Zeyu's arms without warning, his body trembled slightly, he should have cried, and the more he cried, the more he cried. The look on Meng Zeyu's face stiffened, and there was indescribable sadness in his eyes, his distressed expression was something Jingchen had never seen before, and now Meng Zeyu reached out and stroked the young man's back, and then pressed him into his arms and hugged him tightly.

"Enyou, with us here, no matter what people think of you, I always don't change to you, Brother Youheng's matter is also an accident, Jingchen and I won't blame you."

He can't be with Jingchen, but what about the others? What do they think?

On the first day of living in the dormitory, which happened to be a Saturday, the three of them sat together, and Jing didn't know where to take out some wine, it seemed that he had already prepared it.

"We, who became roommates today, still have to do something." Jingchen is a rigid person, he never lets people under the age of 18 drink, let alone be the initiator like today.

"Today is a monthly holiday, and the dormitory teacher is also resting, you can drink with confidence."

He brought a quilt to the other two and filled them with the bottle as he lifted it.

At 9:37 p.m., Ning Hao was still sitting on the sofa, the room was full of smoke, he once thought that this place could become a home for the three of them, but now, in a few days, he was left with himself, it was ridiculous, ridiculous......

He raised his head, and his eyes caught a glimpse of the portrait that Lu Youheng placed not far away, this person didn't even leave a word between deaths, what other wishes and regrets he had, he didn't know anything, except for treating Cheng Enyou well, he couldn't do anything.

Suddenly, he walked into the study, he picked up the brush, and drew aimlessly on the paper, this line, this outline......

A manuscript was completed, and the person on the manuscript was wearing a white T-shirt with a faint smile on his face. The bangs on his forehead are a little thick, revealing some youthful cuteness and innocence, but the lips are slightly pursed, as if he is a little angry. Ning Haokun looked at it and smiled, this little guy is exactly the same as Lu Youheng when he was a child, yes, this is the first time he met that person, he smiled, and the eyes and micro-expressions were the same as now. Ning Haokun turned on the computer, and unconsciously sketched a human figure on the hand-drawn tablet, this person was long and jade, wearing a set of bachelor's uniforms, which set off the noble and arrogant temperament of the person in the painting. The young man was stunned for a long time at the screen, he drew the body costume, but he had not yet perfected his facial features.

"Youheng, Youheng......" He silently pronounced the name, and the brush in his hand began to move.

He's not done yet, he's not done yet.

"I'm not used to it, I'm really not used to it at all, if you can hear it, you can come and see everyone in your dreams."

At this time, the mobile phone rang suddenly, and Ning Haokun was excited, and then he took back his thoughts, it was Jingchen.

"Hey, Xiaochen, what's the matter so late?"

"Brother Haokun, do you have time?"

"What's wrong? Isn't it ...... to him?"

"No," the man said in a quiet, soft voice, "you, can you come to our dormitory now?" ”

Dormitory?! By the way, Jing Huan mentioned that Jing Chen also reported for boarding, he should have thought of it a long time ago, he boarded at this time, and it was clear that he was going to Cheng Enyou. Could it be that there was another accident! Could it be Eun-yo?!

"Okay, I'll come." There was no time to hesitate, Ning Haokun took a coat and left.

As soon as the dormitory opened, Ning Haokun smelled a strong smell of wine, how could there be Meng Zeyu? He...... The young man looked around, could it be that he was also boarding? These three people are actually drinking in the dormitory! The wine in the room was scattered all over the floor, Meng Zeyu still looked like his eyes were out of his body, he was still crazy when he talked nonsense, and even the sheets and quilts were removed by him and draped on his body.

"Enyou, why do you keep avoiding me, what's wrong with me? Thanks! Am I not your brother? Am I not? ”

The most important thing is Cheng Enyou, he is now crying and making trouble with Jingchen, and he keeps calling Lu Youheng's name in his mouth.

"Xiao Chen?"

"Brother Haokun, I'm sorry, if I didn't really can't resist it, I wouldn't have bothered you so late."

"What are you talking about? You go and take care of Zeyu, and Xiao En will leave it to me. ”

Cheng Enyou was really drunk, and as soon as Ning Haokun was about to move, he hugged his arm and shouted 'brother', his frightened and fragile expression was like a young beast left alone after being injured.

"Okay, I'm here, I'm here."

"Brother, I was wrong, I was wrong, everything was my fault...... Please don't be angry, don't tell me to go, okay? ”

"Of course, I will never drive you away."

Cheng Enyou looked at Ning Haokun with teary eyes, there was some disbelief and some joy and fear in his eyes, Ning Haokun's heart softened, and he shouted as usual: "Enyou." ”

The young man suddenly lost his voice, he reached over and pinched Ning Haokun's wrist, as if to determine his body temperature, to make sure that it was a real person in front of him and not an illusion.

"Eun Yoo." Ning Haokun said again.

"You...... Can you stand up? Can you walk well? ”

Ning Haokun sighed, and only sat beside him for a while, his hands gently wrapping around the young man.

"yes, I'm fine."

"So, do you blame me? Do you still blame me for doing that to you? ”

"I never blamed you."

"Really?"

"Hmm." Ning Haokun felt that if he didn't uncover Cheng Enyou's heart knot, he would never be able to jump out, "Although I was a little angry about the previous ones, I never really blamed Enyou. ”

"Brother, I've figured it out, I've understood everything."

"Understood?"

Cheng Enyou nodded, he looked directly at the 'Lu Youheng' in front of him, and said: "In my heart, you have always been regarded as my brother, Lu Youheng, you are my family, and it is the meaning of my life!" Since I was a child, I have cared about your joy and your wishes, brother...... You're really, really, so important to me. ”

"I know, I know it."

"But I don't feel qualified, I don't have the qualifications at all and I don't dare to go as you describe what you want...... Be your own brother. ”

Why are these words becoming more and more wrong?