MTL - Borrowing a Kiss-Chapter 48 he still loves him

Liang Muqiu finally took the key from Cen Nan.

The fluffy corgi-ass keychain seemed to have gotten a little stiff over the years, and he took it in his hand and opened the apartment door.

At the moment when the door was opened, Liang Muqiu couldn't tell what was going on.

When he moved from here, he threw away a lot of things in the apartment. He heard from the landlord that there will soon be the next tenant here, a few students like him. They will decorate the house as they wish.

This apartment should be beyond recognition.

But when he opened the door, it was the same "home" he remembered, the home he lived with Cen Nan seven years ago.

Beige wallpaper, dark retro furniture, under the black window frame is a dark brown glass side cabinet, which holds Liang Muqiu's favorite china and cups.

There is a fluffy white carpet in front of the sofa, lying here in winter will feel warm, there is a golden glass box on the bookshelf next to it, and there are some odds and ends, earphones, wallets and sweets.

Besides the bookshelf is a pot of monstera. Back then, he couldn't keep anything alive, so this pot of monstera survived by chance.

Liang Muqiu was speechless.

After Cen Nan left, he had gradually changed the layout of his home, and he thought he had almost forgotten what their original "home" looked like.

But when he saw it, he realized that he hadn't forgotten a single minute.

Cen Nan's hand gently wrapped his shoulders and led him inside. The shoe cabinet in the entrance was exactly the same as before. After opening it, there were ordinary gray and black slippers, but who was there? It can be seen that they are in pairs, just like all the supplies in this room, they are for two people.

Change shoes, he took Liang Muqiu's hand and walked inside, whispering, "I entrusted Ren Qihan to help me take this house last year, it was not convenient for me to come back at that time, there were many things It was him who came forward. After I bought it, many parts of the interior have changed. I have redecorated it again. These furniture, the tea set you used, and the decorations, it took a long time to find the same. Yesterday I asked someone to clean it again. , fairly clean."

When he bought this room, he was still in the United States, and he could only entrust a decoration company. He was responsible for remote auditing, nitpicking on all details, and determined to be exactly the same as in his memory.

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When the project was finally finished, the other party was barely able to laugh, and he must have called him a fool in his heart.

But when he did all this, he was not sure that Liang Muqiu would still accept him.

At that time, he knew that Liang Muqiu didn't date anyone anymore, but what if he would be sentenced to death by Liang Muqiu as soon as he returned to China.

He worked hard to build this place, finding out all the details to ensure that it was restored to its original state, just to build a nest for himself.

Tired birds homing.

Even if Liang Muqiu really doesn't love him anymore.

He also has a place to deceive himself.

But luckily, two people came back here today.

Liang Muqiu pushed open the window in the living room, now it's just evening, the sky is still dark, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkles the whole apartment, like a layer of pale golden floating powder, looking through the window In the past, he and Cen Nan's university could be seen.

He couldn't tell what he felt in his heart now, and when he revisited the old place, the heartache was there, but it was not entirely heartache, like the frozen blood flowing again, passing through the heart, stimulating the heart the ups and downs.

He still remembered that there was a small balcony in the bedroom. When the weather was nice, he would sit there and drink coffee. Cen Nan read the thick legal provisions opposite him, and frowned when he was impatient. Together, pressing the pen irritably.

He suddenly turned around and asked Cen Nan, "How did you find the small round table in the bedroom? I bought it with you from the antique store. There shouldn't be a second one."

In the year that Cen Nan left, the small round table suddenly broke a leg without warning, and he reluctantly threw it to the waste recycling place.

Cen Nan was silent for a while.

It was the only thing he could not find exactly.

"I bought a very similar one." He whispered, "If you don't look carefully, it looks like the original one."

Liang Muqiu lowered her eyelashes slightly.

Similar, but not the same.

He stood by the window for a while before walking around the small apartment.

Inside the door, the first thing I saw was the collage on the wall. Several large and small picture frames decorated the blank wall, and there were a few photos of him and Cen Nan hidden inside.

Liang Muqiu stopped and looked carefully.

Some of them went on a trip to the island at the age of 19, some of them went hiking with Cen Nan, and some of them got drunk on his 20th birthday, regardless of hugging and kissing Cen Nan.

Inside, as soft and white as pearls.

Cen Nan stood beside him, looking at the wall, the regret deeply buried in his heart made a comeback at this moment.

He whispered, "Unfortunately, there is no photo of you from twenty-one to the present."

He is a few months older than Liang Muqiu. Strictly speaking, Liang Muqiu is not yet twenty-eight years old.

He missed his Qiuqiu for many years, and in the blink of an eye, he became what he is now.

Liang Muqiu raised his hand and brushed over a recent photo, which they took before Cen Nan went abroad. In the photo, he was smiling brightly, and he had no idea what would happen in a few months.

His eyes were still a little red, but he didn't cry. When he turned to look at Cen Nan, he even smiled helplessly.

"So why did you bring me here," he asked. "You don't really want to come and reminisce with me, do you?"

Cen Nan was silent for a long time, not knowing what to say.

He overestimated himself, thinking that he had stepped into this apartment several times before Liang Muqiu, and he had adapted well. He could rationally control his emotions and slowly and calmly say what he wanted to say Come one by one.

There are champagne and cakes in the refrigerator, roses are hidden in the study, and in this bedroom, there are also several cabinets of gifts brought back from the sea.

He prepared a lot of things and wanted to confess to Liang Muqiu.

But his mind was blank at the moment, and he couldn't think of anything.

He was more nervous than high school.

That's right.

Liang Muqiu recalled inappropriately that Cen Nan also said this yesterday, in bed.

He couldn't help but glared at Cen Nan.

Cen Nan's fingers did not leave Liang Muqiu's skin, he gently rubbed the side of Liang Muqiu's face, his heartbeat was incredible.

I want to ask you, would you like to start over with me?"

Although she expected it, Liang Muqiu was still stunned when she heard this.

That's right, he and Cen Nan are not officially together, his awkward self-esteem prevents him from letting go.

But soon, something that surprised him even more happened.

He saw that Cen Nan tried to smile at him, but failed, and those eyes that were always calm, were as cold and ethereal as the fog in the valley, but now they were red and the end of their eyes was red. But rolled out a tear.

He didn't know if Cen Nan's tears were as hot as his.

But when the teardrop fell, a small crack was smashed in his heart.

He heard Cen Nan say, "I know it's hard to get back together, I left you for seven years, I broke up with you, and when I was eighteen, I swear to you that I would never I will leave you, I will take care of you for the rest of your life, and when you graduate from college, I will marry you. But in the end I broke my promise. I knew you would be sad and how painful you were in the country, but I still left you."

Cen Nan said this, his throat choked with difficulty.

Even he knew that his sin was unforgivable, but he still expected Liang Muqiu to forgive him.

He is the most despicable and shameless villain in the world, but he has to ask his **** for mercy.

He didn't even remember how many years he hadn't cried, and in the past seven years, he hadn't felt pain when he was sent to rescue.

The only two times I cried, one was the death of my grandmother, and the other was when I broke up with Liang Muqiu.

Both are the most important people in his life.

This is the third time.

He suppressed his emotions and looked at Liang Muqiu again, this is his lover hidden in his heart, his bones, his soul, the only thing he desires in the world.

He said softly, "I'm not a good person, Qiuqiu, I know I'm not fair to you, but I still want you to be with me. You confessed to me when I was eighteen. , ask me if I like you, now ten years have passed, this time it's my turn to confess."

He is still handsome and shy, with a youthful spirit.

He bowed his head and kissed Liang Muqiu when it was almost dusk.

Like the summer when Liang Muqiu confessed to him.

Ten years later, Baiyun Canggou, he still loves him.