paranormal relationship

"What's wrong with me? I have a good temper, gentle and considerate, and I look elegant and temperamental. I used to be the dream lover of many girls in college, but I am useless in your mouth." Han Jun retorted Du Yun with a very good feeling about himself. disgusted.

"Aren't I pretty? I'm a school girl at school, it's your honor to see you!" Du Yun replied unceremoniously.

"Yes, yes, it's my honor. I've always felt that it's an honor in my life to marry you." When it comes to the word school beauty, Han Jun is more obedient to Du Yun now.

Du Yun smiled and said nothing, Han Jun would always say a nasty and sweet word suddenly when they were about to quarrel, which made her lose her temper completely, and the war between the two always ended before it even started.

As soon as Mu Xiran entered the room, he began to do his homework, while Han Ziruo was playing games beside him.

Han Ziruo occasionally glanced at him doing his homework, and said, "Xiran, can you play with your mobile phone? I've never seen you take out your mobile phone to play with it."

"Yes, it's just that I rarely play." Mu Xiran bit his pen and began to think about the central idea of ​​this article.

"Do you have a cell phone number?"

"Yes, but I seldom call. I don't have anyone other than my parents." Mentioning his parents again, the grief in Mu Xiran's heart was ignited again. He couldn't help missing his parents, but Every time I forcibly suppress the thoughts in my heart, I am afraid that as long as I think about it, I will be so uncomfortable that I will not be able to sleep, and I will cry day and night.

After mentioning it this time, he put down the red ballpoint pen, his nose was sore, tears were already rolling in his eyes.

Because Han Ziruo was too focused on the game, he took time to ask questions and didn't turn his head. Naturally, he didn't see Mu Xiran's move.

"What's your cell phone number?"

"Let me take a look..." Mu Xiran took out his phone and sniffed, holding back the tears from slipping down, and purposely reached out and wiped them with the back of his hand, so that the tears would not fall down.

The phone is an iPhone 7, also rose gold, and he searches for his number inside.

After finding it, read the number to Han Ziruo: "132..."

Han Ziruo stopped the game, took the phone from the table and started pressing it: "Slow down, I'm saving."

Mu Xiran said it again, and heard the original ringtone of the iPhone 7. Han Ziruo turned around immediately after hearing the ringtone, and was surprised when he saw the Apple 7 in Mu Xiran's hand: "Xiran, it turns out that your family Are you rich? It’s really hidden.”

Mu Xiran smiled modestly: "It's okay, is this your mobile phone number? I saved it."

"Well, did you sniff your nose just now because you have a cold?" What Han Ziruo saw was his lowered head.

"No." Mu Xiran was thinking about whether to write Han Ziruo's full name, the last two words, or his brother on the phone number note.

In the end, after much deliberation, I still marked a brother. If he has parents and brother, his family will be complete.

"The weather has been getting colder and colder these days. I heard that it might snow tomorrow, so you must pay attention to your health and don't get sick." Han Ziruo said casually, then looked away.

Mu Xiran looked at the notes above, put the phone next to the textbook, and continued to complete his winter homework.

That night, when they were sleeping, Han Ziruo boldly stretched his hand to his waist, and then hugged him in his arms. Through the warm pajamas, he could still feel his slender and soft waist, and couldn't help shouting: "Xiran, your The waist is soft and thin, so comfortable to hold."

For Han Ziruo's intimate hug, Mu Xiran didn't have any resistance this time. He let him hug him from the back and feel his breath on his neck. Everything was so natural and smooth, maybe as long as the relationship is very good , This kind of hug happened naturally, without any embarrassment or discomfort.

It's really like a brother hugging a brother.

Just like that, Han Ziruo fell asleep with Mu Xiran in his arms.

The next morning, which was New Year's Eve, Du Yun saw that it was almost eight o'clock, and the two upstairs were silent.

Han Jun is also at home. After all, today is a New Year's Eve dinner and a family reunion. As for the company, it has been a week off.

"I'll go and see why the two children haven't woken up yet." Du Yun came out of the kitchen and exchanged eye contact with Han Jun on the sofa.

Han Jun gave him a look like you go.

With the sound of going upstairs, the two people in the room still didn't move.

The door was slightly opened a crack, Du Yun leaned his head and glanced inside, but couldn't see very clearly, then pushed the door completely open, and stepped in.

The scene on the bed in front of her made her eyes widen. Because the room was heated, the quilts of the two were kicked aside, only the thighs were covered, and the rest were completely exposed to the air.

Han Ziruo hugged Mu Xiran's waist tightly from behind, and Mu Xiran pressed his back against his chest. The postures of the two were ambiguous, and they were sleeping soundly, especially Han Ziruo's expression, With his head resting on Mu Xiran's neck, the scene was exactly like a boyfriend hugging his girlfriend, and a husband hugging his wife.

This is how the same thing?

Du Yun's brain thumped, and the previous situation immediately came to mind, and the overlap with this time, let it go once, and then again, the posture became more and more presumptuous.Even if the relationship between two people is good, how good can it be?Can it be so good that they wear the same pair of pants and hug each other at the same time, and even something even more unimaginable behind it?

If it really becomes like this, there is no feeling beyond friendship, just pure friendship and brotherhood, and no one will believe it when it is said.

Du Yun was in a state of disarray at this moment, she told herself to calm down, the two of them just had a really good relationship, they hugged each other in sleep, maybe they didn't know it, but it was a subconscious reaction.Yes, that's how it should be, they have nothing, nothing!

After brainwashing like this, Du Yun felt much better. In order not to embarrass the two children waking up, he was about to leave quietly, but Han Ziruo suddenly woke up and saw her leaving back, so he subconsciously called out.

"Mom, you are here."

At this time, Du Yun wanted to pretend that he didn't see it, so he had no choice but to turn around and force a smile: "Yes, I came up to call you for breakfast, and I came in without locking the door."

Du Yun added the latter sentence on purpose, meaning to remind his son to lock the door in the future, otherwise she would come in and see something even more unacceptable to her, then the two of them would be finished!

"Oh..." Han Ziruo responded belatedly, and when he turned his eyes, he found that his hand was still on Mu Xiran's waist, hugging him tightly. Mu Xi then leaned his back against his chest, The posture of the two of them made his heart skip a beat, and he began to sneak a glance at his mother.

This glance didn't matter, what mattered was that he saw the meaning in his mother's eyes.

"Mom, don't think about it!" Han Ziruo quickly withdrew his hand, sat up a little, and explained in a panic.

Du Yun continued to stare into his eyes with a half-smile, and finally turned around with a grim and serious expression.

When eating breakfast, Du Yun kept looking back and forth at the two children on the opposite side. Her strange behavior made Han Jun on the side a little surprised: "You don't eat well, and you keep staring at the two children on the opposite side. What does the child look like?"

Du Yun chewed the rice, his eyes stopped on Han Ziruo's face, and he said sharply: "I'm looking at how my son is so handsome. He really looks better and more charming the more he looks. He is more like me. A little, or a little more like you?"

"It is said that a son looks like a mother. You are so beautiful. Of course a son looks like you. Fortunately, I didn't have a daughter. If my daughter is like me, it would be disfigured." Han Jun did everything he could to praise Du Yun's beauty.

"Yeah, Ziruo, do you think you are like me?" Du Yun's voice became different from before, and there was more questioning in it.

"Yes..." Han Ziruo had heard it a long time ago. He kept silent and didn't look up. He just buried his head in the food. He didn't want to see his mother's scary eyes, as if he wanted to see a hole in his face. , although I don't look at it, but since I was a child, I know what mother's expression is now from the tone of her voice.

Mu Xiran was a little puzzled, why is Aunt Du Yun so strange today?No matter the tone or voice, it sounds weird, it doesn't feel like talking to Han Ziruo, but grabbing something about Han Ziruo, using a yin and yang tone.

"Come to my room after dinner." Du Yun issued an ultimatum.

"Oh..." Han Ziruo's nervousness at the beginning finally calmed down, and what should come will still come.