Kuaiwen: Trust me! The boss is very gentle

"Little Lingdang, you have lost a lot of weight. Are you wronged? You must remember to tell Brother Yun..."

Zhou Fanyun and He Ling walked to their residence. Zhou Fanyun looked at He Ling's thin face and couldn't help but ask.

He Ling shook her head and said, "Brother Yun is worried! I'm living a good life, now I just treat it like losing weight!"

A helpless smile appeared on Zhou Fanyun's face. He looked at the building in front of him and asked, "Little Lingdang, do you want to come over and have a look? You haven't seen your brother Yan for a long time."

He Ling's eyes lit up and she nodded vigorously.

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"Brother Yun, why don't you think Brother Yan is here yet? This meal has been reheated twice, so slowly..."

Speaking of this, He Ling's eyes suddenly lit up and she thought of something. She waved to Zhou Fanyun with a smile, and whispered: "Do you think Brother Yan has awakened the snail power...hehehehe..."

Before He Ling could finish speaking, a slap fell from the sky on the back of He Ling's head. Under Zhou Fanyun's helpless gaze, a big bump quickly swelled up on the back of He Ling's head.

"Oh, you're arranging me like this while I'm not around? Little Lingdang, your wings are stiff, aren't they?"

A clear but smiling voice sounded behind He Ling. This was Zhou Jiangyan who had heard He Ling spreading rumors as soon as he entered the door.

"Hey...Brother Yan! How did you...! My, my fault! My fault!"

He Ling touched the big bump on the back of her head, thinking about the strange looks she would receive tomorrow, and she was ready to have an attack. But then he thought about it, and then he thought about Brother Yan, whom he had longed for, and he became embarrassed.

"Jiangyan, you haven't seen the little bell for a long time, haven't you?" Zhou Fanyun helped Zhou Jiangyan hang up his clothes. He walked to the dining table again and started to arrange the dishes.

"Well, but you should be able to see it recently, right?" Zhou Jiangyan walked to the table and sat down. He glanced at He Ling.

"No! I won't leave after I'm here!" He Ling ran to Zhou Jiangyan and sat down, looking at Zhou Jiangyan with his eyes.

"But you can't live here." Zhou Jiangyan reminded him.

He Ling's face changed immediately, and she said: "Why! Don't you have three bedrooms here? Give me one, you can't live here!"

Zhou Jiangyan told He Ling about Tong Qi in two sentences.

He Ling's eyes widened and she was unhappy. She stood up, pulled Zhou Jiangyan's clothes, and begged Zhou Jiangyan and Zhou Fanyun pitifully to sleep in the same room... It would enhance the relationship between the two brothers!

But he was rejected by Zhou Jiang Yan Chou on the grounds that he was not used to He Ling's little bell tinkling day and night.

He Ling felt that Zhou Jiangyan was saying in disguise that he disliked her, so she started to behave and use all the tricks she could to shamelessly want to live with them.

Seeing them playing around, Zhou Fanyun's thoughts drifted back to his childhood.

At that time, they were only about 6 years old, and they were still staying at Xiao Lingdang's home...

In Xiao Lingdang's big villa, there is often such a scene in their living area: He is sitting in a corner holding a thick book, He Ling is pestering Zhou Jiangyan to play ball, Zhou Jiang Yan was calculating how the parabola could hit He Ling's head.

They seem to be very harmonious, but in fact they are each immersed in their own world.

And he, whether subjectively or objectively, is the most marginalized person. He had wondered if he left while they were playing, would they notice?

But, he didn't try. He didn't dare. These two people were the only few he had left.

He can't afford this game.

Just like now, the two of them look so harmonious. He Ling was making some irrelevant jokes, while Zhou Jiangyan was seriously trying to tease He Ling.

There is no room for a third person in this room.

His body instinctively withdraws. Just like before, concentrate on reading your own book and don't exclude yourself by listening to the tinkling laughter.

But this time, he made a different choice.

His heart told him that he wanted to fit in, he didn't want to be left out. At least he had to be brave for once.