paranormal relationship

The eyes of the three people turned to the door almost at the same time. Mu Xiran stared blankly at Han Ziruo for a while. The jacket was a dark blue mid-length padded jacket, the trousers were loose black casual sports jeans, and a pair of white and red jeans were on his feet. The sports shoes with white edges, the brand cannot be seen clearly from a distance, but it can be imagined that they are all famous brands.

She has short hair, no bangs, a silver earring on her right ear, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a high nose bridge, sexy thin lips with slightly upturned arcs on both sides of her mouth, and a small dimple on the left corner of her mouth. The sun is handsome and cute.

Han Ziruo quickly glanced across Mu Xiran's face with what he thought were sharp eyes, and at the same time retracted his gaze, he was distracted by the orange slippers on his feet, originally because of Mu Xiran's With a delicate and delicate appearance, the little favor he had left for him was completely destroyed by the pair of orange slippers on his feet.

Before Han Jun introduced him, Han Ziruo came to the sofa step by step, threw the black schoolbag off his shoulder and threw it on it, and said, "I'm going upstairs!"

With his appearance, he completely ignored Mu Xiran, as if he regarded Mu Xiran as an existence like air.

Mu Xiran saw that Han Ziruo was half a head taller than him when he passed by him, so he couldn't help but look at his back a few more times.

Seeing that his son was not polite at all, Han Jun apologized to Mu Xiran only after watching him go upstairs, "Xiran, don't mind, Ziruo was spoiled by his mother since he was a child, and it is the same with other people."

Mu Xiran nodded without thinking too much: "Uncle Han, I don't mind."

Living under someone else's fence, how can you care so much, just go with the situation, this is what Mu Xiran considered the moment he entered the Han's house.

"Xiran is really sensible, if Ziruo is half as obedient as you." Han Jun said and patted his head habitually. This time, Mu Xiran's reaction was as if he knew it in advance, without any unnaturalness.

When Sister Xu saw that Han Jun loved this boy named Xiran so much, she couldn't help but began to have doubts about the boy's identity. Could he be Han Jun's illegitimate child born to another woman outside?Suddenly having such an idea, Sister Xu was taken aback by her own idea, and finally the more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was very possible.

"Xiran, if you go up to the left room on the second floor to play games, why don't you go up there and get to know each other, you'll get along with him later." Seeing Mu Xiran standing in the living room, Han Jun was at a loss, somewhat restrained So he found a chance to get acquainted with his son.

Mu Xiran turned around obediently and ran to the second floor.

There are two bedrooms on the second floor, one of which is on the left side of the stairs and the other one is on the right side of the stairs. As long as the door is opened, the two bedrooms can see what is going on in the living room.

Mu Xiran knocked on the door on the left, and heard Han Ziruo's voice coming from the room: "Who is it..."

"It's me, Mu Xiran." Mu Xiran's tone was as calm as possible.

"Who is Mu Xiran?"

As if it was intentional, the people in the room didn't buy it, and the words they said were especially harsh.

Mu Xiran didn't speak, but just stood motionless at the door, with his head lowered, with a dazed expression.

Unable to hear the other party's voice, Han Ziruo thought that Mu Xiran had left, so he got up and walked a few steps, and when he came to the door, he opened the door all at once.

"You didn't leave..." The strangeness in Han Ziruo's eyes flashed, and as he lowered his gaze, his gaze naturally fell on his pair of orange slippers, and he said in a displeased tone, "Why are you still here?" Wear my shoes."

"Your father asked me to wear it." Mu Xiran's voice was as low as a mosquito, and he still didn't lift his head.

Han Ziruo's eyes just subconsciously swept over him, black down jacket, black jeans, he likes black so much?

"Come in!" Han Ziruo turned around, "Remember to close the door."

Mu Xiran walked in cautiously, closed the door behind his back, and when he turned around, he found that Han Ziruo's room was well-organized.The speckled quilt on the bed is folded in the shape of tofu cubes, clean and tidy, the wardrobe as smooth as white jade is on the inside of the bed, the bedside table is on the outside of the bed, and it is also in the corner of the door, and in the corner opposite the bed is a black computer Desks and chairs, the computer screen is diagonally facing the end of the bed, the window is next to the computer, and one side of the computer desk and chairs is facing the door.

So as soon as Mu Xiran came in, he saw Han Ziruo sitting at the computer desk playing games.

Han Ziruo turned around and found Mu Xiran standing beside the bed like a log, his gaze was fixed on the computer screen, as if he had sensed Han Ziruo's gaze, Mu Xiran glanced at him quickly, His fair little face turned red all of a sudden, his expression was full of embarrassment and embarrassment, and he felt at a loss as to what to do.

"Did my dad ask you to come up, or did you come up by yourself?" Han Ziruo turned his head and asked suddenly, with a strange sense of distance in his flat voice.

For some reason, from the first time Mu Xiran saw Han Ziruo, to Han Ziruo's tone of voice and attitude towards him, Mu Xiran felt fear and tension in his heart.The invisible aura emanating from Han Ziruo's body gave him a sense of inviolability and a sense of distance that was difficult to get along with. In short, when facing Han Ziruo, his whole brain nerves would be highly tense, and his voice would be much quieter. An involuntary bodily conditioned response.

"Your father asked me to come up." Mu Xiran stood there motionless.

"There's a stool over there!" After Han Ziruo dropped this sentence, he stopped talking to Mu Xiran.

Mu Xiran took the chair next to the computer and sat next to him.

Just like that, the two of them were speechless throughout the whole process. As time passed, apart from the sound of Han Ziruo's fingers tapping on the keyboard, it was the sound of their breathing. At this moment, only the word embarrassment can describe the atmosphere of the two of them staying together. .

Mu Xiran's eyes were fixed on the dazzling game background and dynamic music on the computer screen, as well as the characters that Han Ziruo was familiar with.

"F*ck!" This was the first sound Han Ziruo uttered after they hadn't spoken for many minutes, and it was still exploding.

"Lu Jiajie, are you a pig?" Han Ziruo pressed the keyboard quickly and sent the other party a message that Mu Xiran couldn't understand.

"Zi Ruo, Mom is back!"

While Du Yun was walking towards the kitchen with large and small bags of melons, fruits and vegetables, he raised his head and shouted at the stairs. It was hard to imagine that the loud and shrill voice came from a woman with a slender figure, an outstanding temperament and a beautiful appearance. issued from the body.

Sister Xu hurriedly stepped forward to take the bag in her hand, and said with a bit of embarrassment on her face: "Ma'am, I was the one who did these things, and I'm sorry for asking you to go out and buy vegetables yourself."

Du Yun said indifferently: "My son rarely comes back once a week. I want to cook delicious food for my son myself, so you can help me. There is nothing to be ashamed of."

"Okay, I'm going to wash the vegetables!" Sister Xu ran to the kitchen to get busy after saying that.

"Sister Xu, is Ziruo back?" Du Yun asked while pulling Sister Xu's arm.

"Upstairs." After Sister Xu responded, Du Yun ran up the stairs, and she went straight into the kitchen.

"Zi Ruo, I'm playing games again." Du Yun said and opened the door.

This kind of reckless behavior caused Mu Xiran to turn his head in shock. The first reaction in his brain was that this woman should be Han Ziruo's mother. He left the seat naturally, with his legs straight, looking respectful, and his arms hanging down. On both sides of the body, because they were too nervous, they clenched their hands and kept playing with their fingers, trying to dispel the tension in their hearts in this way.

When Du Yun saw Mu Xiran for the first time, he was quite puzzled. He passed Mu Xiran and came to Han Ziruo's side. He leaned his head towards Han Ziruo and asked softly, "Ziruo, is this your classmate?"

"He was brought back by Dad, and I don't know who he is." Han Ziruo stared down at the screen intently, and answered in a moderate voice, with a somewhat perfunctory tone.

Du Yun didn't ask any more questions. He came to Mu Xiran and put his hand on his shoulder. Because of the sudden touch, Mu Xiran's heart jumped and his body trembled.Because his personality is not the kind of familiarity, but a bit familiar. When facing strangers, he generally doesn't like to strike up a conversation first. When being struck up, he is more nervous and at a loss.

"What's your name?" Du Yun asked in a friendly tone. This child is really shy, sensitive, and a little timid. Otherwise, how could he be frightened by his own touch?

Simplicity and freedom are two types.

Mu Xiran rolled his eyes and found that Du Yun was beside him. He couldn't find the direction in which he was looking at Du Yun. He found a random focus point and began to answer: "My name is Mu Xiran."