my mysterious boyfriend

Chapter 49
Before I nodded, Yu Minghui continued: "Tell me about your past few years, I want to know."

I froze there, and it took me a long time to force out a few words from my throat: "Which aspect do you most want to know?"

Stretching out his hand to stroke the wind-blown hair, Yu Minghui said: "I really want to know, if you want, the more detailed the better."

I leaned against the small guardrail at the intersection, nervously twisting my hands together, and after a long silence, I said, "Change it, I can't do this."

I really can't do it.

What I am most afraid of is to explain my life in the past few years to others.

I also thought that Yu Minghui would be very persistent, but I didn't want him to stare at me thoughtfully for half a minute, and then he said: "Then I'll take you back first. It's indeed too late."

I don't know what God is joining in the fun at this time, not long after Yu Minghui finished speaking, the sporadic drizzle suddenly became thicker and denser, and fell down with a clatter.

I hurriedly took out the umbrella from the bag and opened it, and raised it up to help Yu Minghui block the rain.

Taking the umbrella over very naturally, Yu Minghui said lightly, "I'll do it."

After a pause, he said again: "No offense to you, the umbrella is too small."

After he finished speaking, he moved towards him, and my shoulder touched his arm all of a sudden.

My face couldn't help but feel hot, and fortunately, the street lights were dim enough, so Yu Minghui must have not noticed my strangeness.

Because the rain was getting heavier and the umbrella was not big enough, we walked for nearly 10 minutes for half of the short distance.

Naturally, I would not propose to take a taxi. After all, I have no money. After all, I am greedy and want him to accompany me for a longer walk.

As for Yu Minghui, I don't know why he didn't stop the taxi.

When I arrived downstairs where I lived, and looked at the lights at the stairs, I saw that Yu Minghui's shoulders were more than half wet, while my upper body was not even wet except for some wet trousers.

As for Yu Minghui, he didn't say at all that he was more than half wet. Instead, he shook the water off the umbrella vigorously, then handed the umbrella to me and said, "Go upstairs."

I pushed the umbrella over and said, "It's raining, you take it with you."

Yu Minghui looked up and looked up, he said casually: "It's raining too much, it's useless to have an umbrella, I'll wait for the rain to stop before leaving. Of course, if someone is willing to invite me up for a cup of hot tea, I will I wouldn't mind either."

I stood there completely speechless.

He really controlled the whole audience! Fuck it, Yu Minghui raised his foot and stepped on the stairs, and he continued, "Which floor do you live on?"

I was completely led by the nose, so I responded smoothly: "The third floor, 301."

Yu Minghui went upstairs.

I followed behind him, feeling that he was the one who lived here, and I was just passing by with soy sauce and went to his house to ask for tea.

After standing in front of the door and taking out the key, I just came to my senses, and my embarrassment arose spontaneously.

Where I live here, I only see a little sunshine for two hours in the morning, and the other wall is covered with moss. Doesn't this make Yu Minghui see that I am even more stretched and embarrassed?
I was in a daze when the old man on the opposite side opened the door roughly and came out. He glanced at Yu Minghui and me with a trace of curiosity, snorted from his nostrils, and went downstairs.

Yu Minghui frowned, and he said, "Open the door."

(End of this chapter)