When Meng Huai thought of that person, he was lying in Xu Moyan's arms.
Xu's hand was on his waist, and Xu's coat was wrapped around his body. However, the scene of his ex-boyfriend holding his hand and confessing to her was replayed inappropriately in his mind. His eyelids trembled with fright. That was so many years ago. In the memory, he was still wearing a blue and white school uniform, full of childishness. And his boyfriend... Boyfriend, Meng Huai had a look of confusion in his eyes. Who was his previous boyfriend? He sat up suddenly, his face full of disbelief. How could someone not even remember the name of his previous boyfriend?
Xu Moyan, who was behind him, opened his eyes and reached out to take Meng Huai back into his arms, "What's wrong? Ah Huai..."
His bony hand gently caressed the cheek of the person in his arms, "Baby, you are distracted."
Intention: Only with sincerity can we exchange for sincerity