Summer has mango, winter has you

Tao Xiangming originally thought that his first-hand cooking skills would leave a better impression on the Ning family's parents, but for some reason, except that Ning Heng ate with bright eyes and chewed like a little chipmunk, although the two adults were equally full of praise, But from time to time, he will show a rather serious expression.

Ning Heng didn't realize that the atmosphere was not right at all, eating the excellent food cooked by Tao Xiangming, he felt that he had lived for so many years and experienced the beauty of life for the first time.Tao Xiangming's every word was played back in his ears non-stop, leaving him no time to think about anything else.

"Mom." After eating, Ning Heng suddenly looked at Ning's mother, and said very seriously: "Actually, I don't like apples."

"Huh?" Mother Ning couldn't hide her shock at all.This was the first time that Ning Heng had clearly shown his likes and dislikes in front of them other than mathematics. In the past, no matter what he was asked, he would only say "yes", "no", or "anything".

"So, can you not bring me an apple on Monday?"

Tao Xiangming was listening, and he was so pleasantly surprised that he waited for Ning's mother to ask, "Then what fruit do you like to eat?"Who knew that Mother Ning didn't follow the routine at all, and said three "yes" in a row, and said happily: "Then you can buy fruit at school to eat, just remember not to buy mangoes! I can only pick apples, don't I don’t know how to applaud, so please ask Xiao Tao and Xiao Cao to help you as a staff.”

"Yes." After Ning Heng agreed, he picked up the leftovers and walked to Tao Xiangming who was helping to clean up. There was a hint of expectation in his eyes, "I just told my mother, and she said that she will not bring me apples in the future."

Tao Xiangming's heart was utterly soft, "Good boy, I'll pick some fruit for you from now on."

Ning Heng took a deep breath suddenly, ran in quickly and put the dishes on the kitchen counter, and then ran into the bathroom in a hurry.

Tao Xiangming hurried to the door, "Ning Heng, what's wrong? Is there something uncomfortable?"

If he managed to show off his culinary skills and let Ning Heng eat his stomach badly, he would fight for the ground with his head!

"No, nothing." Ning Heng sat on the toilet seat, covered his heart, and panted heavily.This seems to be the first time in my memory that someone praised me for being good...

I used to see my classmates' parents hugging and praising them, as if they were watching a mime, far away from me.It wasn't until today that he suddenly realized why the teacher showed pity when he was sitting alone in the classroom waiting for the nanny to pick him up.

Ning Heng never felt sorry for himself, because he was very clear-headed at a very young age, and he knew that what his parents did was worth a million times more than taking care of a child at home.

They just gave more energy and love to this country.

He doesn't need others to praise him for being good and cute, and he doesn't need to hear words like "Mom and Dad love you".

Yes, he has enough mathematics.

But, why did Tao Xiangming feel so happy that he couldn't breathe when he heard Tao Xiangming say that he was "good"?

"I..." He buried his head in his knees and murmured to himself, "I am no longer Ning Heng."

Outsiders knew nothing about his psychological struggle.The Ning family absolutely did not watch TV at night. After chatting, everyone went back to their houses. Mother Ning told Ning Heng that if he was thirsty or hungry later, he would go under the TV cabinet in the living room to get food and drinks for Tao Xiangming. .

"Tao Xiangming, what time do you usually go to bed at night?" Ning Heng sat on the head of the bed, the neckline of his wide pajamas was slightly open, his beautiful collarbone was unconsciously exposed, and a large book was held in Xiaobaibai's hands From Tao Xiangming's eyes, it looked like he was waiting for him to go to bed, and he couldn't hold back his teasing at all.

However, he didn't like the unfamiliar way of calling him by his full name at all.

"I can do anything, as long as you have the time." Tao Xiangming said, climbing up to the other side of the bed devoutly.Fortunately, Mother Ning prepared two quilts in advance, otherwise he might not be able to sleep all night.

According to Ning Heng's usual concept of time, it was still early, if he read the book, he could wait until he was extremely tired and fell asleep automatically.But today was obviously not the usual situation, and Tao Xiangming kept emphasizing that he was in poor health and couldn't stay up late.

"Then let's sleep."

They turned off the lights and lay side by side on the bed. A full half an hour passed. Tao Xiangming sometimes moved his arms and feet, feeling uncomfortable anywhere.He thought wildly that if he couldn't bear it at night and sleepwalked on Ning Heng, then the Ning family would be cut off from him forever.

In the quiet environment, a clear voice that belonged to the person next to the pillow suddenly sounded: "Can't you sleep?"

"Huh?" Because Ning Heng remained motionless, Tao Xiangming thought he fell asleep instantly.

"I can't sleep either." Ning Heng turned on the bedside lamp, and the soft light cast down, hitting his face round and round, and reflecting into those pure and clear eyes.

"Then let's talk." Tao Xiangming forcibly moved his head back, for fear that he would accidentally put his mouth on it.

Ning Heng gave a "hmm", and rolled his face on the pillow twice with the arc of nodding, his face was very lovely.Tao Xiangming grabbed his thigh under the pillow, and rubbed his thigh as if it were his cheek, wanting to cry without tears.

"Tao Xiangming, do you like broadcasting and hosting very much?"

He obviously didn't want Ning Heng to call him by his full name just now, but at such a close distance, being called these three words clearly as if whispering in his ear, still let the great magician Tao who has no theory but no practice Inexplicable palpitations.

"Well, I have liked it since I was a child. Because people praised my voice very early, and gradually, I also felt that it is very meaningful to use my voice to make others happy."

Ning Heng was thoughtful, "That's it. I can't remember when I started to like mathematics. For a long time, mathematics was my only and best friend."

"Ning Heng..." Tao Xiangming stretched out his hand and patted him on the back, "What about now?"

"Now……"

Mathematics lost its absolute charm for the first time, and Ning Heng didn't know whether it was good or bad.

"You are...a very, very good friend." The kind that is so nice that you want to touch it.Ning Heng's face was hot, and he shrank back into the bed.

But I want to be a boyfriend!Tao Xiangming swallowed these words, looked at Ning Heng's innocent eyes, and felt guilty and heavy.Although they are similar in age, it always feels like they are attacking young boys.

He quickly changed the subject, "By the way, you have followed my Weibo, maybe a little bit of the video or audio I posted?"

"Ah."

"Do you think my voice is nice?"

"It sounds good."

"Then let me count the sheep for you." Tao Xiangming felt that he was already very pure, but he didn't expect that this proposal would have a great impact on Ning Heng. It was like the most alluring mango. He knew he would be allergic to it. But it was still hard to refuse.

"One sheep, two sheep, three sheep, four sheep..."

Ning Heng closed his eyes tightly, and there seemed to be a string in his heart trembling with Tao Xiangming's counting sheep. Not only did he not feel sleepy, but he became more and more awake.

Contrary to him, there was an increasingly soft voice in his ear: "One hundred and one sheep, one hundred and two sheep, one hundred and three... huh..."

Ning Heng opened his eyes and looked sideways. The big boy whose face was still facing him had fallen into a deep sleep, his lips were still slightly parted, as if he was about to count the next sheep.

"Tao Xiangming, good night." He said softly.