President Spicy Chicken returned my innocence! [Entertainment]

The butler, Yin Yin, stood outside the door, holding a whole box of protective equipment in his arms, and watched as Mr. Huo went to lie on his side and took a shower of cold water, and used two inhibitors for himself.

The butler was lying on his side, regretful: "Mr. Huo..."

Inexplicably, Huo Lan didn't like his tone, frowned and turned around.

The butler didn't dare to persuade him, so he prepared auxiliary medicine for him to reduce the side effects: "Mr. Liang doesn't mind, you—"

Huo Lan said in a deep voice, "He's not in good health."

Mr. Liang usually behaved too healthy, the housekeeper almost forgot about this, he was stunned for a while, and didn't say anything more.

Huo Lan took an inhibitor, closed his eyes and rested for a while, and pressed his forehead.

The housekeeper handed over the auxiliary medicine: "Are you worried?"

Huo Lan said in a low voice, "His manager said that he went to the flower bed when he was drunk."

In order to prevent Mr. Huo from responding insufficiently to the drunk Mr. Liang, the housekeeper had already explained it to him in detail once, and he was stunned: "Yes... I was found back later."

When the housekeeper and the agent exchanged information, they heard it in detail: "When Mr. Duan went to look for it, he saw Mr. Liang was very drunk and crying alone in the lounge..."

Huo Lan: "He was sober at that time."

The butler was stunned.

Huo Lan didn't say any more, got up and quickly went back to the master bedroom.

Mr. Liang spent a long time in the bathroom.

Huo Lan waited at the door for half an hour, but he was still worried. He tried knocking on the door a few times, but there was no answer.

Huo Lan's heart hung on his chest: "Liang Xiao?"

The bathroom is quiet, only the faint sound of water can be heard.

Huo Lan's chest tightened suddenly, he opened the door and quickly stepped in, and rushed to the side of the bathtub: "Liang—"

Huo Lan barely stopped, and his voice lightened.

Liang Xiao leaned against the edge of the bathtub, sleeping heartlessly.

It seemed that he was probably worried about slipping into the bathtub. In the last limited waking time, Liang Xiao was very conscious of safety and wrapped himself around the hose of the shower several times.

Huo Lan stood for a long while, and was almost shocked by his extraordinarily sufficient safety awareness. He pressed his forehead and squatted down.

Liang Xiao thought he was blocking the light, so he muttered dissatisfiedly, and pushed his head to the side.

Huo Lan cooperatively moved some places away, let the warm light drenched him, and hugged the person to lean on his shoulder.

Liang Xiao must have slept for a while, and the place where he was not soaked in the water was almost cold, and there were several obvious red marks drawn by the spring metal tube.

His complexion is fair, and the red marks are already a bit shocking.But Mr. Liang, who is very safety-conscious, is still very firm. Huo Lan tried to pump him a few times, but he still held on to his safety rope tightly.

"It's okay... I'm here."

Huo Lan coaxed him in a low voice: "I'm here."

Liang Xiao opened his eyes with both hands, and struggled to identify for a long time: "Huo Lan?"

Huo Lan held his hand and kissed his eyes: "Yes."

Liang Xiao's sobriety has completely passed, and he is more relaxed than usual. He is happy to see him, and holding up the shower head, he sprayed water on their Huo Zong's face mercilessly.

Huo Lan: "..."

Liang Xiao really always wanted to know: "Will it freeze into an ice mask? Take it off..."

"..." Huo Lan: "No."

Huo Lan wanted to make him happy, so he patiently answered every question in a soft voice: "It will be covered with frost."

Liang Xiao: "?!"

Taking advantage of his inattention, Huo Lan took over the shower, tested the temperature, and carefully poured some hot water on him: "When I first differentiated, I couldn't control it no matter what."

Liang Xiao thought for a while about the little Huo Lan who had a layer of frost on his eyebrows, and couldn't stop laughing because of himself: "Young and mature... I wish I could see it."

Huo Lan raised the corner of his mouth and patted his head: "Originally——"

Huo Lan paused for a moment, didn't continue, and kissed his forehead: "Have you soaked it yet?"

Liang Xiao was very worried that he would accidentally drown in the bathtub, so he didn't dare to take a good bath, so he reluctantly shook his head.

Huo Lan didn't rush him, but supported him to lean on him firmly, and put the shower back: "Let's soak for a while."

Liang Xiao was very picky, not very satisfied: "I'm panicking."

Huo Lan was slightly startled when he heard the words, supported him with one hand, and tried to feel it: "It's made of cypress."

Liang Xiao didn't know much about cypress, but he knew Mr. Huo's shoulders very well. Sitting in the water, he tugged at Huo Lan's shirt sleeve.

Huo Lan: "..."

Mr. Liang not only has a strong sense of safety, but also has a very accurate estimate of his performance when drunk.

Huo Lan had used inhibitors, so he was no longer worried about freezing him, so he pondered for a while, and stepped in with his strength.

Liang Xiao buried himself on his familiar chest and shoulders, firmly grasping the hem of Huo Lan's shirt, completely relieved, and slowly melted into the water.

Huo Lan protected him, and said softly, "Liang Xiao."

Liang Xiao slipped further and further down, vaguely feeling that pulling the shirt was not enough, so he fumbled and tugged randomly.

Huo Lan: "..."

Huo Lan raised his hand and tried his best to protect it: "Liang Xiao."

Liang Xiao was woken up a little bit, and looked up in confusion.

His eyebrows were delicate, moistened by water vapor, making his eyes clear and clear.

Huo Lan looked at herself in his eyes: "When you have something on your mind, tell me."

Hearing from the butler that Liang Xiao vented his anger when he was drunk, Huo Lan hadn't had time to think about it.It wasn't until Liang Xiao desperately let him go at the gate of the villa that those fragments of knowledge were finally pieced together one by one, and the clues were first seen.

Liang Xiao was too tolerant, swallowed grievances and painstakingly, bored heartily when sick and tired, gritted his teeth and swallowed blood when it hurt.

I couldn't bear it anymore, so I cried soberly by getting drunk.

Huo Lan sometimes even wonders how many things are going on in Liang Xiao's secret place that he doesn't even know.

Huo Lan closed his eyes and tried his best to bear it for a while, but finally couldn't help it, he lowered his head and kissed Liang Xiao in the warm steam.

The shower poured hot water dutifully, and the slightly cool lips rubbed gently, feeling a little emotional.

Liang Xiao was kissed in a daze for a while, then suddenly realized, his eyes lit up, and he actively sat down on his lap.

Huo Lan: "..."

Mr. Liang's positive efforts and many charming emotions have also died.

Huo Lan embraced him, changed his posture, and asked Liang Xiao to lean on him: "You can tell me... I won't be affected."

Liang Xiao leaned against his arms to grab the water, paused for a moment, and the water patterns spread out along the palm of his hand.

Huo Lan was quiet, but felt that what he said was not very accurate, so he corrected softly: "I will hurt, but it won't affect my work and life, and it won't be because I let myself be affected by emotions for too long."

"We're a family now."

Huo Lan embraced him, and continued to say: "We should take care of each other, two people share one's worries."

Liang Xiao's logic after being drunk is very straightforward, and after he said this, he almost blamed himself because of his hidden thoughts: "Is this so?"

Huo Lan nodded.

Liang Xiao looked up: "QAQ."

Huo Lan's chest ached, he patted his head, and said softly, "What's wrong?"

"You have nothing to hide from me." Liang Xiao has no idea about his family, trusts him very much, and can't help but criticize and condemn himself, "I have something to hide from you."

Huo Lan: "..."

Huo Lan felt a little guilty, and said in a low voice, "Me too—"

Liang Xiao didn't listen to his words, turned around and grabbed him: "Huo Lan, do you remember what I said before, the person I met in Jiangnan..."

Huo Lan couldn't move anymore: "..."

"Don't be jealous, help me find him." Liang Xiao's voice was a little hoarse, holding Huo Lan's hand, "Help me find him."

Huo Lan's chest was so suffocated that he could hardly breathe. After a moment of silence, he hugged him into his arms and softly pressed his forehead: "Why?"

"I wonder if he's okay..."

Liang Xiao had never told anyone this before, his shoulders trembled, and he whispered for a while: "I'm sorry for him."

Huo Lan said in a hoarse voice, "No—"

"He probably needed my friend very much at that time."

Liang Xiao was a little anxious, and didn't know how to say it clearly: "He is very similar to you, and he always feels that others won't like him, and he can't talk, but he is actually very nice."

Huo Lan was speechless, staring at Liang Xiao in a daze.

"Really... I didn't understand at the time, so I just ran away."

Liang Xiao was really worried: "Will he not want to make friends anymore? What if someone treats him well again, but he doesn't believe him? He's not as lucky as you, and he didn't meet someone as good as me. I will be lonely and desolate for the rest of my life..."

Huo Lan: "..."

Huo Lan didn't expect himself to be so miserable in Liang Xiao's imagination, he opened his mouth and tried to explain: "He—"

"Just pretend to be yourself, and just think about it."

Liang Xiao was afraid that he would not understand: "You really look alike, if I hadn't been able to knock him down with one hand back then, I would have thought you two were actually one person."

Huo Lan closed his eyes, hesitant to let Liang Xiao throw him down again: "He will be fine."

Liang Xiao frowned: "Then you help me say sorry to him."

Huo Lan shook his head: "You didn't feel sorry for him either."

Liang Xiao's logic in a drunk state can only persist to this point, and he is completely exhausted: "Then he has something to do."

Huo Lan said in a hoarse voice, "No..."

Liang Xiao: "Then I have to say I'm sorry."

Huo Lan: "..."

Huo Lan was approached by him to a dead end. After a moment of silence, he made up his mind and gently picked up Liang Xiao: "Do you want to see him?"

Liang Xiao firmly shook his head: "I don't want to."

Huo Lan: "What if he really wants to see you?"

Liang Xiao froze for a moment, then looked at Huo Lan hesitantly: "Is he angry with me? Could he actually want to beat me up?"

"He doesn't want to." Huo Lan said softly, "He just wants to hug you."

Liang Xiao wanted to ask again, but when he heard this sentence, his chest suddenly stiffened.

Huo Lan waited intently for a while, seeing that he was silent, he was a little worried, and lowered his head: "Why—"

Huo Lan stopped talking, wrapped Liang Xiao into his arms, and wiped away the dripping tears on his face bit by bit.

Liang Xiao didn't make a sound when she shed tears, she pressed against his chest and trembled slightly, a few times she was a little out of breath, and her body sank down.

"never mind……"

Huo Lan hugged him tightly and kissed his eyes lightly: "It's okay...You can cry aloud, don't hold back."

Liang Xiao bit his lip and shook his head vigorously: "No."

Huo Lan said softly: "Why?"

"I have something to hide from him." Liang Xiao was vague, "I just cry for a while, and I can't let him hear it."

Huo Lan's chest tightened: "What's the matter—"

Liang Xiao stopped talking, leaned against him and coughed a few times, slowly suppressing his tears, and passed the breath.

Huo Lan didn't force him, stroked Liang Xiao's hair, took the prepared honey water and fed it to his lips: "Take a sip."

Liang Xiao thinks it's too hot: "I want to drink it cold."

Huo Lan: "..."

Huo Lan never knew that his pheromone had so many uses, so he held it far away to cool him off.

Liang Xiao drank a few sips, calmed down, and suddenly became vigilant: "No...how did he think, why do we know now?"

Huo Lan was worried about provoking him again, and was not sure whether to say it now, so he hesitated: "I—"

"Which island in the Atlantic Ocean is he locked up now?" Liang Xiao became nervous. "Is he tied to a stool and not given water? Is he scratching the soles of his feet with a feather?"

"..." Huo Lan didn't quite know what scripts Liang Xiao had taken over these years: "No."

Huo Lan made up his mind and said softly, "He wanted to see you, so... contacted me."

Huo Lan: "Do you want to see him?"

"I—" Liang Xiao hesitated, a little nervous, "Can I think about it for a week?"

Huo Lan nodded.

Liang Xiao is determined to at least find some teaching aids from the past this week, to make up for the textbooks that have been left behind for many years.

Maybe the two have not seen each other for many years, and it is rare to meet again, and the other party will take out a set of papers for him to take the exam on the spot.

Liang Xiao burped, thought clearly and logically, and couldn't help gossiping: "How is he now?"

"Very good." Huo Lan said, "Meeting someone he really likes, the two of us are together, and our life is better than any day before."

Liang Xiao was completely relieved, and was full of interest: "I also met, what a coincidence."

Huo Lan's heart was so soft that he circled Liang Xiao closer and kissed him lightly.

Liang Xiao especially liked this kind of casual intimacy, and rubbed against him, ambitiously: "I want to send him a message."

Huo Lan nodded: "OK."

Liang Xiao waited for a long time: "Don't you take your phone?"

Huo Lan: "..."

Huo Lan touched the phone, turned on the recording, and found the angle for him.

Liang Xiao solemnly cleared his throat, coughed, his ears turned red, "Fat Sheep..."

Huo Lan frowned, covered the microphone: "What?"

Liang Xiao was about to show off to his old friend who already had a home that he was taking a bath with his home, when he was abruptly interrupted, he was stunned: "I gave him the nickname."

Of course Huo Lan knew it was a nickname, but the little Huo Lan back then still couldn't understand the Jiangnan accent, so he thought that Xiao Liang Xiao just couldn't pronounce the words correctly and raised the final sound: "Why is it called this?"

"Because he's really too fat." Liang Xiao turned off the recording, turned back and told Huo Lan, "He will believe what others say. I said he ran away from home, and he took me home. I said I lost my meal card." He kept holding the meal card for me.”

Liang Xiao couldn't help complaining: "The few bodyguards who bought him lied to him, and secretly bought him some shoddy things to fool him. He couldn't tell at all. I wrote a note after imitating his handwriting, so that those Help people be honest..."

Huo Lan didn't even know about this, and stared at Liang Xiao in a daze, without saying a word.

Liang Xiao thought he told a joke, looked at Huo Lan with a dazed expression, froze, and shook his hands twice before his eyes: "What's wrong?"

Huo Lan pressed his forehead hard, took a deep breath: "It's okay."

Liang Xiao was worried that something was wrong with him, so he murmured: "From then on, I will call him Fat Sheep, and he was very happy when he agreed..."

Huo Lan carefully supported Liang Xiao to lean on him, and stood up in a daze.

Liang Xiao watched him go out, even more worried: "Where are you going?"

"...Go to the snow."

Huo Lan: "Soon."

Liang Xiao's suppressed alcohol wanted to surge up again, and he couldn't help but want to chase him out to build a snowman, so he held back, and when he woke up, he dried himself and changed into his pajamas.

The housekeeper was guarding the door with hangover soup, and was startled when he saw Huo Lan walking out with heavy steps: "Mr. Huo! What's wrong?"

Huo Lan stood firm: "...it's okay."

"You change a pair of shoes, the bottom is full of ice."

The butler supported him: "Did Mr. Liang say something? Don't worry, I've already told Mr. Duan that you are 12 years old..."

Huo Lan: "There's no need to talk about it."

housekeeper:"!!"

Huo Lan was in a complicated mood. He took off his soaked clothes, dried them, changed into his pajamas, and sat at the table in a daze.

The housekeeper was worried: "You... have you heard something?"

Huo Lan: "Yes."

The housekeeper asked: "What did you hear?"

Huo Lan closed his eyes: "Back then—"

Huo Lan didn't continue, brought the hangover soup and took a sip.

……

The young Huo Lan returned to Huo's house for the first time. He was cold and indifferent and refused people for thousands of miles. He was arbitrary and tried his best to inject funds into the pharmaceutical factory that was almost closed down, and changed the name of the pharmaceutical factory himself.

Back then, the housekeeper was still afraid of him, and asked cautiously, "Why did you change it to this..."

The young Huo Lan was indifferent and lonely, standing by the window without explaining.

That night, the young Huo Lan entered the small study alone, with his shoulders straight and his back focused on keeping his diary.

[I gave his meaning and painstaking efforts to the pharmaceutical industry, and I will fight with my back and fight for the last time. 】

[I will persevere and will not live up to the name he gave me. 】

……

Huo Lan had a severe headache, so he closed the diary and handed it to the housekeeper to lock it up, so that no one could see it again.

At the bottom of the diary, an iron painted silver hook pierces through the back of the paper.

【Flying. 】