girlfriend's brother

After tossing around in the middle of the night, the window was already slightly bright, and the footsteps of pedestrians and the cries of hawkers began to drift in from outside the window, but Zhou Hui didn't feel sleepy at all.

He was lying on the bed with his eyes open, and the familiar fragrance lingered in his nose. He couldn't help but took a few deep breaths. It was so good, it was the breath of a living person.If this is a dream, don't wake up again, he doesn't want to go back to the real world where there is only himself and endure everything alone.

The person next to him was sleeping very quietly, motionless, and his breath seemed to be there, which aroused Zhou Hui's sense of fear. He fiddled with the other's long eyelashes with his fingers from time to time, until he saw his eyeballs tremble. stop.

His hands-on behavior did not arouse the other party's resentment and protest.

With a smile on the corner of Gao Yuanxia's mouth, he moved cooperatively from time to time to let him confirm that he was still alive.In the end, he was really amused by the other party's childish behavior, and he burst out laughing with a poof, but he was afraid of offending Zhou Hui, so he buried his cheeks in the other party's neck, and laughed sullenly.

"Why are you laughing again?" Zhou Hui's neck was itchy, and he subconsciously hid to the other side, and was dragged into the bed again the next second.Originally, sleeping with someone else was enough to make him uncomfortable. He was a big man, and he was carried around like a little chick. His self-esteem was seriously hurt, but the thought of losing popularity He wanted to be alone again, so he had to endure it secretly.

Gao Yuanxia felt his forbearable anger, annoyed that she was careless for a while, and crossed the other party's bottom line.The relationship between the two finally made a little progress, but it couldn't be completely ruined because of his impatience. He consciously stepped back a little, widening the distance between the two of them, and asked, "Are you really afraid of my death?"

Zhou Hui nodded: "Yes."

Gao Yuanxia: "What if I really die?"

Zhou Hui lay on his back on the bed, trying to rub against the pillow and shook his head.

Gao Yuanxia asked: "What does shaking your head mean?"

Zhou Hui said, "It means it won't happen."

Gao Yuanxia raised his eyebrows and said, "Didn't you say it yourself? We are destined to die."

Zhou Hui: "Then, then..."

Zhou Hui was at a loss for words for a while, he didn't dare to say what he could do to Song Han, and then he seemed to muster up a lot of courage: "I can accompany you, together, to hell."

Gao Yuanxia raised the corner of her mouth: "Oh? Really? Don't you want to die? You want to start a family and have children?"

Zhou Hui's eyes lit up, then darkened again in an instant, and he said in a broken voice, "Why are you still mentioning these things? These are not as important as you. If you die, I will have nothing. What else can a person do."

There is something surging in Gao Yuanxia's quiet eyes, like the surface of the sea that has been silent for a long time, but is stirred up by an undetectable breeze.Soon, he seemed to think of something again, his eyes that were about to stir up a storm suddenly sank again, and he said in an unclear way: "If the person who died was Song Han, would you also accompany him?"

Zhou Hui frowned: "Why did you mention this person?"

Gao Yuanxia only said: "I just want to know. Will you?"

Zhou Hui froze for a moment: "What's the matter, he's already dead."

Gao Yuanxia: "You haven't answered my question yet."

Zhou Hui: "..."

Gao Yuanxia repeated: "If he didn't do those things and didn't kill so many people, would you love him? Would you hope that the person who will always be with you is him?"

Zhou Hui was staring at the ceiling, but after a long pause, he turned his gaze to Gao Yuanxia's face, wondering, "Why do you ask such a strange question?"

Gao Yuanxia refused to give up: "Can you give me an answer?"

Zhou Hui sighed, and replied, "No."

Gao Yuanxia turned sideways and stared at his face: "Why?"

The person next to him was like Xiang Linsou, so verbose and stubborn that it drove people crazy, but Zhou Hui hadn't thought about this problem, he thought for a while, and then said: "From the first time I saw He didn't have much contact with him at the beginning, until he attended the funeral of this man more than ten years later... I can't even remember his appearance clearly, how could I love him?"

Gao Yuanxia's face was hidden in the shadows, and he couldn't see clearly. Zhou Hui's deep voice sounded from beside Zhou Hui's pillow: "But in the past few months, you have known each other and gotten close. You also cried when you witnessed his car accident. Do you already have feelings for him?"

Thinking of how he collapsed when he saw the tragedy happen in the illusion, Zhou Hui was at a loss for words.

Gao Yuanxia asked: "If he disappears from this world completely, what will happen to you?"

Gao Yuanxia was staring into his eyes quietly, Zhou Hui said, "Just let him disappear completely, and we can live in peace, isn't that better?"

Gao Yuanxia was thoughtful: "Is that so..."

Although Gao Yuanxia has always been a thoughtful person, his non-stop questioning performance at this moment is really confusing, and it reminds Zhou Hui of Song Nuan's previous scene when he acted willfully and coquettishly.He turned his head to look at the ceiling, then turned his head to look at Gao Yuanxia's deeply contoured face, then turned back to stare at the ceiling, and finally couldn't help it, turned back to stare at the people around him: "Do you have a sense of crisis?"

"what?"

Gao Yuanxia couldn't react.

"You are asking questions non-stop now, especially like a sensitive little girl." Zhou Hui answered truthfully.

The sound of hawking breakfast on the street wafted through the street clearly, the people around him should be fine for the time being, Zhou Hui felt more at ease, and drowsiness slowly hit him.

Gao Yuanxia didn't say anything else, and moved to his side after he fell asleep, leaned his body gently, and fell asleep next to him.

When I woke up in the morning, breakfast was ready and on the table as usual.

With a fluffy chicken coop on his head and flip flops under his arm, Zhou Hui sloppily walked to the seat and sat down.He admired himself a little, he didn't go to bed until dawn, but the biological clock forced him to wake up at 9 o'clock.

Gao Yuanxia put the squeezed soybean milk in front of him, reached out and rubbed the top of his head vigorously, lowering his head.He turned his head away and took a sip of soy milk: "I put less sugar, it's so bland."

Gao Yuanxia took a sip and pursed his lower lips: "It's a bit weak."

Zhou Hui took the cup: "Then you don't have to drink it all, I didn't leave a drop."

Gao Yuanxia took the milk in front of her and said with a smile, "You can drink mine."

Zhou Hui took a sip, but couldn't stand the faint milky smell, so he pushed it back.He had disliked milk since he was a child, and the thought of it being milk from an animal made him shudder.

He picked up a piece of snack and put it in his mouth, a faint fragrance rushed into his mouth.

"do you like it?"

The person on the opposite side was in a daze, Gao Yuanxia felt as if his heart was being pinched, shrunk tightly, and it would be pinched at any time, and it was difficult to even breathe.

Zhou Hui took another bite of the food in his hand, hummed, and said, "I like it."

It just tastes a little familiar, as if I have eaten it before.

He didn't swallow it in a hurry, but chewed carefully in his mouth, and he just couldn't catch something that flashed by.

Gao Yuanxia breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, you still like it."

His appearance was so funny, Zhou Hui took a piece and took it with his hand, and handed it to him: "Try it too."

Gao Yuanxia stared at the dim sum on his lips, hesitation flashed in his eyes, but he quickly calmed down, opened his mouth to bite down, and licked the other party's fingers by the way.

After Gao Yuanxia went out, Zhou Hui took out the things in the safe that the Song family found.

Besides that notebook, there are also some things about the Song family.The shock I received that night was too great, and I didn't care to look at many things, so I took them back.

What is recorded in the "Treatment Diary" is basically Song Han's life after leaving the hospital.

It's very strange that Song Han Mingming didn't get better after receiving 3 years of treatment in the hospital, but after being discharged from the hospital, he looked like a normal person, even more outstanding and dazzling than normal people.Every bit of the diary is filled with the comfort and pride of a mother.

Zhou Hui always felt that Song Han's transformation was a bit strange, maybe he was not the only one who felt this unreal feeling, Song's mother was faintly worried when she was delighted——

"On July 7, xxx, Xiaohan was no different from all young people except that he was not close to anyone of the same sex. But I always felt that Xiaohan in front of me was unreal. He was so normal that it made me flustered. He never gave up what he wanted easily. , I can't believe he's back to normal just like that."

Song's mother, Zhou Hui, flipped through the diary, feeling Song's mother's joy and worry.Maybe she is an eccentric mother to Song Nuan, but she is considerate to Song Han. At least in Zhou Hui's view, she has fulfilled her responsibility as a mother to Song Han.

"On January 1, xxx, perhaps because of the sequelae of the treatment, Xiaohan has been solitary. I am a little worried that I have not shown any interest in the opposite sex at the age of 12. Xiaonuan and Xiaohui seem to have plans to get married. I hope The two of them can get married and have children smoothly, so don't give birth to anything, otherwise the three of them will be finished."

"On February 2, xxx, the marriage of Xiaonuan and Xiaohui was finally settled, and my heart became more at ease. I always knew that Xiaonuan was contacting her brother behind my back. Recently, she was always worried. The first time I picked up the phone to make a call but didn't dare, I suspected that she wanted to inform her brother, so I warned her."

"On April 4, xxx, I didn't expect that on such a funny day, she still said everything, and made that phone call willfully in a joking way. I knew this day would come, but I just didn't expect it Will it come so quickly, or in such a cruel way..."

"On April 4, xxx, he was lying there, motionless, and his cold eyes would never stare at me viciously again."

"On May 5th, xxx, Xiaohui came to the house. He hesitated to speak, and I knew what he wanted to say. But this is absolutely impossible, Xiaohan will not allow it. I know, he is in this house, He is watching our every move all the time, and he does not allow anything outside of his control to happen, including Xiao Nuan and Xiao Hui's closeness. I drove them away, and they will not be able to live if they stay in this house."

"On May 5, xxx, Xiaonuan came back again. I don't want her to come back, but there is no way, maybe our family is destined to escape all this. Xiaohan must have noticed something, the house is cold and damp, I feel very uncomfortable Good premonition, what will happen tonight. I know, he hates us, he won't let any of us, maybe including Xiaohui."

The content in the diary is getting more and more panic, Mother Song is already a little incoherent, and it is completely over here.

Zhou Hui stared at that May 5th with chills. At that time, he had no premonition of what would happen when he was a few hours old. He was thinking about the matter with Song Nuan in his heart, and secretly organized his words anxiously.He never imagined that just a few hours after he left, the owner of the diary and the Song family died so silently.

Zhou Hui flipped through the rest of the things, but he started to feel drowsy. He yawned several times and fell asleep before he climbed onto the bed.