My Fake Brother Is In-Love With Me Again

Zhou Yizhi wandered around the mall, looking at the dazzling array of products, but could not find a suitable gift.

My brother is different from ordinary boys. Ordinary boy Zhou Yizhi can give away his famous watches, famous shoes and even game consoles. But for his brother, three years ago, he had everything he had, even a little richer than Zhou's family. These are not rare things for him. Now, even though he fell into the family after the accident, he didn't care about these extraneous things.

Zhou Yizhi remembers that when he was studying in his last life, his brother didn't spend much of Zhou's money. After going to university, he soon paid off the medical expenses he received from his father that year. He didn't even touch the card that his father gave him pocket money.

His dress is always very simple, except for school uniforms, there are not many private clothes. In summer, it is a clean white shirt or long sleeves, and in winter it is two black down jackets.

But it is probably because of his outstanding height and outstanding temperament that before the corruption incident in the sea market came here, no one in the school ever suspected that his clothes were cheap-this is probably the so-called'handsome man' A linen bag can also be worn with a sense of fashion'.

In short, sending these is too tacky.

In addition, Zhou Yishang had very little communication with him, and he didn't even know his preferences when he was a teenager, so that he was a little blind now, and for a while, I really didn't know what surprises he could give his brother on his birthday.

When she walked to the top of the spiral staircase, she was suddenly attracted by the delicate cakes in the glass showcase. There was a tray at the door for customers to try. Seeing a beautiful girl with a ball head who was very rich and could not move her feet, she immediately greeted her and said with a smile, "Want to try?"

Zhou Yizhi nodded and tasted a new product on the tray.

Sweet, soft and waxy, melts in the mouth.

Although she has always disliked such sweet things, she still thinks it tastes good. She suddenly felt that her brother would like it. Life is bitter enough, let me give my brother something sweet!

But just giving cakes is too common.

Zhou Yizhi couldn't help but raised her head and asked, "Can you offer handmade cakes here?"

"Yes." The waiter said immediately: "Just make an appointment in advance, but the price is a bit expensive, after all, you have to provide customers with materials and workbenches."

Zhou Yizhi smiled slightly, she heard that the price was a bit expensive, and she didn't have any trouble in her heart, and even wanted to book a room.

After Zhou Yizhi got this deal done, she was a little excited. He wanted to tell his brother immediately that he raised his chin and waited triumphantly for his praise, but because he wanted to surprise his brother, he tried to suppress it.

But, still can't help but want to text him.

Zhou Yizhi took out the phone from his bag and quickly edited one.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

In the last life, Zhou Yizhi didn’t even save her brother’s mobile phone number. One night when she was in college, she had dysmenorrhea. She was sweating in the dormitory. Suddenly, she called from an unfamiliar phone number beginning with 177. After she answered it, she realized it was her brother’s voice .

Her roommate was called down and came up with painkillers. At that time, my brother and her were in the same city, but not in the same university, and they didn't know how to get underneath their dormitory.

In fact, Zhou Yizhi no longer targeted him at that time, and the relationship with him has eased. Thinking of him coming to deliver the medicine in the middle of the night, and there was no subway when he went back, Zhou Yizhi was a little bit sad, but because of the pain. It did not go on.

The next day, the long figure would not be seen downstairs.

In this life, Zhou Yizhi also forgot to exchange numbers with Xue Xi because he met every day at home. But she saved his from the housekeeper the other day.

But Zhou Yizhi quickly remembered that his brother in this life might not have saved his number yet.

So she hurriedly sent another sentence.

"I am Yizhi, you save my number."

The teenager had just come out of the hospital with a schoolbag on one shoulder. The sky was already dark, and the electronic stop sign glowed red, prompting the next stop. The wind at the end of autumn was a bit cold and cold, causing his clothes to curl up slightly.

When he walked to the bus stop, the phone in his trouser pocket suddenly vibrated.

Several students waiting for the bus next to him couldn't help but look up at his face. He didn't care and took out his mobile phone carelessly.

But then, before his fingertips could unlock the screen, he froze slightly.

The phone number that sent the text message has no remarks, just a string of numbers, but Xue Xi remembers this string of numbers more familiar than his own phone number.

She would take the initiative to text him?

She actually saved his mobile phone number in this life.

Seeing the second "I am Remembrance" message that popped up immediately, Xue Xi hurriedly opened the screen.

Because it was the first time he received a text message from her, he held his breath, staring at the line, and didn't know how to reply for a while.

After typing in for a long time, the always calm teenager deleted the words one by one. He stood at the bus stop and retreated to the corner, rubbing his forehead with some annoyance. He lowered his eyes and quietly glanced at the crackling beside him, chatting with others on WeChat. The few girls in, again turned their eyes back to their mobile phone screens.

After a long time, Zhou Yizhi received his brother's very plain sentence: "On the way home."

Zhou Yizhi, who was already in the car:...

Brother, you are really a topic terminator.

But soon, as if afraid that the text message would end there, they chased after another sentence: "How about you?"

Zhou Yizhi bends the corners of her lips and replied, "I'm still outside, I will go back soon."

It shows that it has been inputting for a long time, about five minutes or so, continuously typing.

Zhou Yizhi was already in the car, his fingers were holding the phone, and his eyes were staring at the screen of the phone. He was a little expectant to see what his brother would send to himself after typing so long. It seemed like a long sentence.

As a result, new information popped up.

"Oh, pay attention to safety."

Zhou Yizhi:……………………

Zhou Yizhi felt crazy inside. After five minutes of typing, he sent five words? ! Plus the punctuation marks, it’s only seven words! Brother, are you sure you didn't cross here from twenty years ago? Your cell phone is not an old one!

Zhou Yizhi frantically complained about his teenage brother, but the corners of his mouth rose unknowingly.

She held her mobile phone, took the initiative to look for topics, and tried her best to make her tone seem ordinary, as if she was really intriguing, and she had to say it in advance by text message: "If you go home first, help me tell Aunt He, I want to eat fried potato shreds tonight."

Yes, what you want to eat is indeed a very important thing.

If you can't eat what you want, you may not sleep well at night.

It may directly lead to a bad mood tomorrow and a decline in performance.

Therefore, it is normal for the brother who came home before her to tell in advance.

Zhou Yizhi's face was slightly hot, frantically making excuses for herself, completely forgot Aunt He's phone number was lying in her phone address book.

Xue Xili stood on the bus stop, with dark eyes down, looking at the chat page on the phone screen, there were some small smiles in his eyes unconsciously.

Sending text messages in this way, back and forth, is a precious thing for him.

The bus had arrived long ago, and the crowd filed up. Someone looked back at the long-legged teenager who had been looking down at the phone. The night breeze blew across the platform, gently swaying the short black hair on his forehead, and the corners of his mouth were unconsciously pursed, with a vivid smile.

"it is good."

Entered for seven full minutes, and finally he replied.