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Zhizhi wasn't considered acquaintance, he could only be regarded as an acquaintance, but he didn't know why he got into Xiaosun's car.

"Then what, let me call you Brother Xiao Wen." Sun Zhizhi said to Wen Han while concentrating on driving.

The two of them were walking in the same car, and they were silent for about a minute, but it was Sun Zhizhi who took the initiative to speak.

"Hmm... okay." Wen Han said mechanically.

Sun Zhizhi: "It's quite windy today..."

Wen Han: "Yes..."

Sun Zhizhi: "Your school uniforms are ugly."

Wen Han: "It's... not bad."

"How is brother recently?"

Wen Han knew that Xiao Sun was asking if Lu Hao was okay, so he replied, "Very good."

Sun Zhizhi nodded: "Well, that's good."

Although Lu Hao forbade Xiao Sun to call him "brother" again, but Lu Hao's people were not here, and Sun Zhizhi still called him very skillfully behind his back in front of Wen Han.

Wen Han thought that Sun Zhizhi should care about himself, not about Lu Hao, so he pursed his lips and said nothing, lowered his head and pretended to play with his mobile phone.

"Uncle Lu added you on WeChat, right?"

Wen Han suddenly raised his head: "Yes."

"Does he often chat with you?"

"Occasionally."

"What are you talking about?"

"It's nothing..." Wen Han thought about it carefully, and it was really nothing. Basically, it was Old Man Lu who took the initiative to talk to him. Most of them were sharing some health-care posts or various chicken soups. The theme was very clear, and he had never done it before.

Sun Zhizhi turned down the sound of the piano music, and said, "Tomorrow, I will go to other provinces for a training camp, and it will take about a month and a half."

"Oh." Wen Han obviously didn't care much about where Sun Zhizhi went, and the two of them couldn't be called friends, so he really didn't know what to say.

"I hope you have nothing to do and chat with Uncle Lu, he is quite lonely..."

When Wen Han heard this, he finally understood the purpose of Sun Zhizhi's visit to him today.He thinks this little grandson is quite filial...

Sun Zhizhi didn't get Wen Han's response, so he just went on and said: "My mother... After my mother left, Uncle Lu was very lonely. In fact, he has always wanted to be close to my brother all these years, but Aunt Hao ... Forget it, I shouldn't be the one to say this." He turned his head to look at Wen Han, and smiled wearily.

Wen Han couldn't react for a while, and after about five or six seconds, he realized that the "Good Auntie" that popped out of Xiao Sun's mouth was not "Good Auntie" but "Hao Auntie", referring to Lu Hao's mother.Seeing that Xiao Sun stopped talking, he opened his mouth and echoed the word "oh".

Sun Zhizhi also seemed to know Wen Han's character very well. He got such a response and started talking again: "Anyway, I have nothing to do with you. I just hope that you can chat with Uncle Lu more in the future. He came back from your house that day. Afterwards, I was in a particularly good mood, and even praised your cooking for delicious food."

Wen Han heard Lu Aiguo's praise from his little grandson, and said embarrassedly, "Thank you."

"Thank you for what I did, Uncle Lu praised you."

Wen Han blushed all of a sudden.

"Brother Lu had a meal of dumplings with us on the first day of the Lunar New Year. Uncle Lu was very happy. It was the first time he was so happy after my mother passed away, and the second time was after he came back from your house..." Sun Zhizhi smiled softly Laughing, he said again: "But I heard that Uncle Lu praised you to the sky, and I really want to try your handicraft."

"Ah."

"You seem to like you a lot, don't you?"

"..."

"I hope you can persuade my brother more and ask him to forgive Uncle Lu. After all these years, many things are not what I imagined in my heart, but Uncle Lu has never had a chance to say it. I will not say it at the beginning of this semester. I'm living in school, but you see it's only a few days since school starts...I have to go to other places, and I'm really not at ease when Uncle Lu is left alone at home...I also came to you after struggling for a long time."

Wen Han was confused, and hesitantly said: "Maybe I can't help you..."

While waiting for the red light, Sun Zhizhi turned his head and looked at Wen Han firmly: "I think you can." After Sun Zhizhi said this, he lightly tapped the steering wheel with his right index finger, repeatedly...

The time of this red light was too long, so long that Wen Han couldn't think of any good reason to reject Xiao Sun, so long that his heart felt empty and full...

After finally waiting for the green light, Sun Zhizhi's driving skills were very stable. During the period, the two of them talked a lot to the point. Basically, Xiao Sun was talking and Wen Han was listening. After a while, the car drove into Lu Hao's old community inside.

Xiao Sun's words have been lingering in Wen Han's mind. He never thought that he would have too much contact with Sun Zhizhi before, but the young man surnamed Sun said so many things to him just now, which made him Today, I walked up to the sixth floor without counting the steps. There was so much information that Wen Han felt that his mind was overloaded.It can be seen that once people's attention is particularly concentrated, they will completely forget the trivial things that they usually pay too much attention to.

Through a layer of fabric, Wen Han touched a hardcover book given to him by the young man before getting off the car, feeling very unreal in his heart.It was Xiao Sun's diary... He thought it would be Lu Aiguo's diary, and opened the anti-theft door in a daze, until he stepped into the entrance, he finally found some real feeling in his heart.

Wen Han doesn't know if everyone is like him, as long as he has something on his mind, he can't sleep.When he turned over for the sixth time, Lu Hao finally opened his mouth and asked him, "What's wrong?"

I thought that the man had already fallen asleep, but he didn't want to be awake after all, so Xiaowen just answered "nothing" sullenly, and he still hadn't figured out how to complete the arduous task Xiaosun entrusted to him.

One conversation changed Wen Han's impression of Xiao Sun drastically. The young man was delicate and thoughtful, hiding the maturity, stability and understanding that young people nowadays do not possess.

"It would be great if he was Lu Hao's real brother." Xiao Wen, who had been successfully brainwashed, thought silently.

Lu Hao put one arm around Xiaowen's waist and said, "If you have nothing to do, go to bed early, don't you have six classes tomorrow?"

Hearing what the other party said, Wen Han remembered that Wednesday is a day like purgatory. Luckily, Lu Hao had memorized his class schedule by heart, otherwise he would have forgotten to bring the golden throat lozenge in a daze, and tomorrow he would rub mint with Sister Yao again. candy to eat.The more he wanted to sleep, the more he couldn't sleep, his eyelids were heavy, but he couldn't fall asleep for a long time, which made people anxious.

5 minutes later--

"Brother Lu, are you asleep?" Wen Han pushed Lu Hao's chest and asked softly.

"It's about to catch, what's the matter?"

"You...do you hate your father a lot?"

"..."

At this time, the heating in the north has stopped, and the electric heater made by Li Zeyu came in handy again in the early spring when it was warm and cold at night.The temperature in the bedroom was not too cold, but Wen Han still regretted asking the question just now, because Lu Hao was rarely silent.

Wen Han neither dared to turn over nor dared to pant. He knew that Lu Hao didn't want to talk, so he hoped that the man would fall asleep early. By tomorrow morning, the two of them could pretend to forget everything about tonight. .

About a quarter of an hour later, Lu Hao broke the low air pressure in the bedroom and said, "Why do you ask this suddenly?"

The pitch is very flat, making people unable to hear the emotions.

Wen Han finally fully realized that what he received from his grandson was a hot potato with a long way to go, but he couldn't throw it away, and he was reluctant to throw it away. Slowly let go of Lu Hao's guard.

He nestled in Lu Hao's arms as if he was afraid of the cold, and the man hugged him tighter with his arms, and Wen Han said in a voice that only two people could hear clearly: "I think your father is very pitiful."

Lu Hao paused for a few seconds, and then slowly said: "To be honest, I hated him very much when I was a child. I hated him for not wanting my mother and me; I also hated others pointing at my back and saying that my dad made broken shoes; I hated him even more when he left. After that, I never came to see me, obviously I lived in the same city... But now, I don't know what kind of feelings I have for the old man, maybe I still hate him, maybe it's not as strong as when I was a child."

"What if he ever wanted to see you, but couldn't?"

Lu Hao sneered: "How is that possible?" He stroked Wen Han's back, and said, "The feet are on his body, so he can go wherever he wants, no one cares, right?"

"What if he has something to hide?"

Lu Hao said firmly: "Impossible."

Hao Wenhui's way of thinking has subtly influenced Lu Hao. For so many years, a relatively fixed thinking mode has been formed in Lu Hao's mind. Everything Lu Hao believes in is what his mother told him. On the thorny issues that are constantly being reasoned and confused, he is very sure of what he said.

Wen Han thought of the diary that Xiaosun gave him, and sighed silently in his heart, only feeling "difficult", really difficult.

It is already difficult to carry on the dialogue at this point, and the current time period is obviously not suitable for the development of any verbal communication.At midnight, it is probably more suitable for normal people engaged in general work to rest and recuperate to deal with the various battles of survival during the day tomorrow.

Some people say that life is like an unknown journey, but Wen Han thinks that life is more like a sudden battle, fighting against oneself, the world, and the established destiny, all conditions are like advanced mathematics It is also mysterious and complex, waiting for explorers to solve puzzles one after another.Perhaps this is the reason why he chose the history department when he was in college. Probably all the established facts in the past will be like a mirror, reflecting the familiar track, so that future generations can follow.

Lu Hao patted Wen Han's back lightly: "I'm sleepy, go to sleep."

"Ah."

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