my brother is not human

Xia Zhihan went out to the kitchen a little nervously. When they were young, they simply set up a wooden round table in the kitchen and sat around the whole family.

Sure enough, Dad came, and Zhihan saw his shadow.Presumably I can ask about his grades this time, and he has a lot to say to his father.

He walked over, and then stayed at the round table, surrounded by his father, mother and a child. He walked over and saw that it was Xia Zhiyin who was still haunted.

He happened to be sitting there, talking to his father obediently, wearing that warm yellow sweater, his body was clean, and there was no sign of running around at all.

How could it be possible, Xia Zhihan was furious.Even he had just returned home in less than 10 minutes, how could Xia Zhiyin find it by himself so quickly?He can't even find his way to and from school, let alone the Minghuai River, which is so far away? !He looked at Xia Zhiyin with some fear, and a chill came up behind his back. Is his younger brother still human?Or, is this person still his younger brother?

He hesitated to sit next to Zhiyin, not daring to look at Xia Zhiyin, he didn't know how he came back suddenly, but he was very afraid that he would tell him.

He ate his meal like sitting on pins and needles, only holding a little dish in front of him, just wanted to drag Xia Zhiyin away quickly, and ask him how he came back.

As he thought about it, he couldn't help but cast a glance at Xia Zhiyin, his dark dream-like eyes were so cool that he couldn't see the bottom, Xia Zhihan shuddered from the bottom of his heart, feeling that he was a little scary.

The dinner table was safe that night, and what Xia Zhihan was worried about didn't happen. Xia Zhiyin seemed to have completely forgotten about it, and didn't mention it at all, acting the same as any other day.Pa gave each of them a small dick and sent them back to the house.

Xia Zhiyin spontaneously occupied a wooden table in the hut, and began to do her homework carefully.Xia Zhihan looked at his back, and suddenly wanted to research whether this person was his younger brother. He was waiting to find this person's fox tail.

He stood behind the door, staring at Xia Zhiyin for a long time, hiding in the shadows, staring blankly, watching him do his homework, calculate on straw paper, drink water, fold open the little note written by the girl, seriously turn back. . . .

After all, it is still not a little different from the morning. .

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That day passed in a daze, and in the blink of an eye, Xia Zhihan had grown into a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, mixed in a poor class in No. [-] Middle School.Time passed, and the whole family moved to a nearby city, lived in high-rise buildings, and left Minghuai Town. I heard that the people in the town were almost empty, and there were basically no people left there.

However, at that time, he still couldn't figure out what was going on there, let alone ask his younger brother, which gradually became a mystery in his heart.

It's just a mystery that he forgot in the back of his mind. At this time, the most important thing in Xia Zhihan's heart is no longer how to compete with his idiot brother. Although he is only thirteen or fourteen years old, he has grown up. He felt that his soul had matured.

In the third year of junior high school, Xia Zhihan seriously stayed at school every night for self-study, because Lin Zhilan, his front desk, also went there for self-study every day.

Xia Zhihan is not popular, has a bad personality, and is the same in his studies.As the saying goes, three years old and old, he can do that kind of thing when he is young, and he may become an anti-social person when he grows up.

His leg was born with a problem. When he was very young, his parents took him everywhere to seek medical advice, and that's what happened later.Sadly, he is not only physically disabled, but also mentally distorted.He came to school every day, holding some huge extra-curricular books to read without moving.

At that time, there were a lot of big books outside the school, such as cultivation and martial arts, each of which was thicker than a brick. At school, he just read his books without saying a word.In this kind of poor class, fighting is very common. For someone like him who doesn't disturb the classroom discipline or cause trouble, the teacher treats him as a transparent person.

Xia Zhihan was biting his nails, watching "Shenwu Continent" silently with his eyelids down, and feeling the aroma of the front table.He was surrounded by that kind of aura, although the two of them were quite far away and couldn't smell her at all, but the miraculous Xia Zhihan could feel her aura, even the air nearby was warm of.

He is waiting, every day he is waiting for a time.A girl behind him would pass notes to Lin Zhilan every night, so he asked him to pass them on. This was his only chance to get close to Lin Zhilan, and he waited for this time every day.

Finally, the girl behind patted him on the back and said with a smile: "Hey, help me to Lin Zhilan." Xia Zhihan didn't look at him, lowered his eyelids, and took the note expressionlessly, Gently touched Lin Zhilan's back in school uniform with his index finger, and handed the note to her.That night, those two people passed back and forth three or four times. Maybe Lin Zhilan thought it was too troublesome, so she turned her head solemnly.

She looks very ordinary, with a chubby oval face, black round eyes, and very dirty clothes. She is the kind of junior high school student who grabs a lot, but Xia Zhihan is very fascinated by every carrot and every hole. .

She said, "Thank you."

Xia Zhihan raised his eyelids from the book and glanced at her. Xia Zhihan couldn't fit such a huge book in the desk, and he didn't want to read it on the table blatantly, so he put it on his lap, half-lowered head on.

He raised his eyelids, glanced at her coldly, and said nothing.

Lin Zhilan smiled awkwardly, then turned back silently.Lin Zhilan knew that she was not good-looking, and Xia Zhihan was so handsome, so how could she talk to her.Xia Zhihan is mysterious every day, she doesn't know what she is watching so fascinated by it.He is a little older than the classmates in the class. It is said that because of his bad legs, he goes to school late.

He has a short cropped head, pale skin, and a cold face. He wears a black T-shirt all year round, as if it hasn't been washed.He usually doesn't talk much, Lin Zhilan thought, it's a good thing he doesn't like him, otherwise he wouldn't be able to do anything.