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Silvery white, goose-feather-like snowflakes are still falling from the sky one after another.

"Suddenly like a spring breeze overnight," Wu Yuhan opened the window and reached out to touch the pure white snowflakes.

"Thousands of pear trees are blooming." Han Lingxiao continued, wrapping the two of them in down jackets.

The snow scene in the suburbs is beautiful. There are no high-rise buildings and roads in the city. The flowers, plants and trees are all covered with snow-white cotton clothes, and sparrows can occasionally be heard singing.

"The scenery is beautiful, but it can't fill your stomach." Han Lingxiao sat at the dining table and sighed.

"Is there no place around where you can buy food? If it's impossible, can you ask your neighbors for help?"

"It takes half an hour to walk to the nearest supermarket. The restaurant is farther than the supermarket. This place has not been built for a long time and there are no neighbors around." Han Lingxiao chose this place because it was remote and quiet, and it was infinitely close to the paradise in his heart.

"I can't help it, I have enough food and clothing by myself." Han Lingxiao started to rummage through the cabinet and refrigerator again.

"Ling Xiao, are you sure this is your home, and you didn't rent it?" Wu Yuhan's face was full of black lines, and Han Lingxiao looked for things like he was on an adventure.

"Although I bought the house, I have only been here once. I usually hire part-time workers to manage it. I have ordered them to prepare some emergency food for me while cleaning. It seems that I will not come to live in it for a long time. Make them passive and slow down their work." Han Lingxiao put the materials he found into the kitchen, and the only surprise was that he found a bag of quick-frozen chicken chops in the freezer.

Wu Yuhan walked to the cooking counter, "Is there only spaghetti?"

"There is still tomato sauce in the refrigerator." Han Lingxiao spread his hands, "I can only make tomato pasta and fried chicken chops."

Wu Yuhan wanted to cook breakfast for Han Lingxiao, but he had never cooked before. "How about I try it?" Wu Yuhan racked his brains to recall the taste of tomato pasta.

"Forget it, let me do it." Han Lingxiao pushed Wu Yuhan out of the cooking table. He didn't know how to cook, but at least he knew that there was water in the pot and he couldn't pour oil.

"Don't look down on me, I also know that oil is insoluble in water." Wu Yuhan couldn't help but retort, the two always had a tacit understanding in strange places.

"When is the oil heated enough to put garlic?" Han Lingxiao raised his eyebrows. A heavy snowfall made Wu Yuhan's mood better. See, he dares to raise his opinion now.

Wu Yuhan turned his head to indicate that he didn't hear.

Although Wu Yuhan sat obediently at the dining table afterwards and did not disturb Han Lingxiao, the meal was still thrilling.

Wu Yuhan poked at the charred chicken chop, and when he tore it open, he found that the meat inside was still red.

"I'll fry it again." Han Lingxiao took the chicken chop away.

Roll up the pasta with a fork and put it in your mouth. The strong sour taste stimulated your taste buds, and Wu Yuhan swallowed it without changing his face.If you want to comment, you can only say that the salt and salt jar was poured and the ketchup bottle was broken.Too much salt, salty and bitter, mixed with the sour taste of tomato sauce, Wu Yuhan didn't even dare to taste the taste of the food at the end of the meal, he simply put the noodles into his mouth, chewed, and swallowed.

The food on the plate in front of him was swept away by Wu Yuhan, and Wu Yuhan hesitated whether to take the plate opposite.He knew that Han Lingxiao was also hungry, and Wu Yuhan couldn't decide which was more unbearable, the taste of hunger or the taste of pasta.

"How does the pasta taste?" Han Lingxiao cut the chicken chop into small pieces and fried it again.

Wu Yuhan tried to eat a piece of chicken chop, although it was burnt, it tasted good. "The chicken chop is mushy, I'd better eat pasta." Wu Yuhan brought Han Lingxiao's share to his eyes.

Han Lingxiao forked a piece of chicken and put it in his mouth, "The taste isn't that bad, is it?"

"Don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you sleep." Wu Yuhan lowered his head and ate pasta in silence.

"Yuhan, let me try the pasta." Han Lingxiao didn't feel anything was right until Wu Yuhan wiped out half a plate of pasta.

Wu Yuhan paused with the hand holding the fork, then rolled up a large mouthful of noodles from the plate and put it in his mouth.

When Han Lingxiao's fork was infinitely close to the noodles, the doorbell rang.

Wu Yuhan breathed a sigh of relief, but when he looked up, he saw Han Lingxiao's serious face instantly. "Who is it?" Wu Yuhan's voice trembled a little.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen." Han Lingxiao got up and went to the yard to open the door.

Chapter 86

Han Lingxiao unlocked the door and saw another self. "Oh it's you."

"Brother," Han Lingyun looked at the eldest brother with a complicated expression, "If you didn't deliberately disappear, Grandpa wouldn't be in a hurry to call me to Hong Kong."

"That's right, who else can find me the first time except you." Turning sideways, Han Lingxiao let Han Lingyun into the courtyard.

"Brother, is he really worth it?" Han Lingyun stopped Han Lingxiao.

"It's like drinking water. It's cold outside and come in."

Wu Yuhan walked back and forth in the living room, his chaotic pace expressed his uneasy mood.Brothers Han Lingxiao and Han Lingyun had been upstairs for a while, so I don't know what they would say.Just now, Han Lingyun's strong hostility was accurately received by Wu Yuhan. From Han Lingyun's attitude, it can be judged that Han Lingxiao is in trouble this time. Wu Yuhan's heart seems to be bitten by thousands of ants.

Different from Wu Yuhan's panic, Han Lingxiao is quite calm now.He didn't explain anything to his brother, but quietly changed his clothes for going out. "Come on, take me to see grandpa."

"Wait a minute." Han Lingyun called to stop Han Lingxiao, but he didn't know what to say. Grandpa was very, very angry at Han Lingxiao's actions.

"Ling Yun, don't worry. I have the confidence to convince Grandpa." Han Lingxiao patted his younger brother on the shoulder. He was originally from the same root, so he naturally understood his younger brother's worries.

Seeing the comforting smile on his elder brother's face, Han Lingyun's words filled his stomach and were blocked in his throat.Brother has made up his mind, no matter how hard he persuades him, it is impossible for Han Lingxiao to give up Wu Yuhan.

When Han Lingxiao went downstairs and saw Wu Yuhan running around like a headless chicken, he burst out laughing, and the president of the student union who was once in danger also showed an anxious expression.

Wu Yuhan immediately rolled his eyes when he heard Han Lingxiao's laughter, he was going crazy and Han Lingxiao was still in the mood to laugh.

"You, what are you worried about? I said it's fine." Han Lingxiao pulled Wu Yuhan and whispered.

Wu Yuhan didn't speak, but the questionable words were all written on his face.

"you do not believe me."

"No, I believe it." Wu Yuhan hurriedly defended, "I will believe you as I said."

"Even if I have something to hide from you now?" Han Lingxiao quietly probed.

"You hid it from me for my own good, I know." Wu Yuhan raised his head to find confidence in Han Lingxiao's eyes.

Han Lingxiao hugged Wu Yuhan tightly, and said goodbye silently.

"Han Lingxiao, promise me that you will definitely come back."

It turned out that Wu Yuhan was afraid that he would disappear without a sound, and Han Lingxiao suddenly realized. "What are you thinking about, remember to leave a lamp for me."

Wu Yuhan sat at the dining table in a daze, the room became as cold as an ice cave without another breath.Fiddled with the leftovers on the plate absently, picked up a noodle and put it in his mouth, it was salty and sour, Wu Yuhan tasted it slowly, chewed it thoroughly before swallowing it.Han Lingxiao's cooking skills are really bad, and he must tell him when he comes back.After Wu Yuhan finished eating the pasta, he reached out to the chicken chops.Being alone was too lonely, Wu Yuhan began to reminisce about every detail of getting along with Han Lingxiao.Mixing his memories, Wu Yuhan wiped out the remaining chicken chops.

Wu Yuhan stood up, the food for two people gathered in one person's stomach, Wu Yuhan's body protested seriously.After clearing the dining table little by little, Wu Yuhan was reluctant to leave the food, because they were all given to him by Han Lingxiao. He was obviously a rookie chef, but he was able to forcefully add sour and sweet flavors to his life, which was only bitter and spicy. .

Finding digestive tablets in the medicine box, Wu Yuhan climbed onto the bed and wrapped himself into a ball.He could see Han Lingxiao as soon as he woke up, and Wu Yuhan kept hypnotizing himself.

Han Lingxiao followed Han Lingyun to the hotel where his grandfather was temporarily staying, and when he saw his grandfather, Han Lingxiao knelt down in front of the old man without anyone prompting him.

The old man of the Han family is already in his eighties, but he looks only in his 60s because of proper maintenance.He didn't seem to notice that there was another person in front of him, and he continued to close his eyes and meditate.Han Mengru sat beside Mr. Han, watching Han Lingxiao kneel for an hour, daring not to make a sound.Standing behind Han Lingxiao, Han Lingyun also remained silent.

"Ling Xiao, are you here?" Two hours later, Mr. Han opened his eyes.

"Grandpa." Han Lingxiao still maintained his original posture.

"Do you know what's wrong?" The old man spoke slowly.

"Ling Xiao knew he was wrong."

"Since you know you're wrong, keep kneeling, Mengru, let's go out and do some activities." The old man walked around Han Lingxiao.

"Grandpa!" Han Lingyun couldn't help opening his mouth, but Han Mengru gave him a hard look and immediately shut his mouth.

"Ling Yun also come together." Mr. Han said, Han Lingyun dared not refuse.

From noon to sunset, Han Lingxiao's legs had already lost feeling. He gritted his teeth and straightened his back, for the sake of his and Wu Yuhan's future, he must not fall down yet.

Mr. Han went out for a stroll and came back in a better mood, and he didn't leave Han Lingxiao alone. "Ling Xiao, since you admit your mistake, tell me exactly where you went wrong."

"I shouldn't have kept the Han family's stance from grandpa, and I shouldn't have disappeared all day to make you anxious, grandpa."

"Oh? You've been kneeling all afternoon, and you're still awake." Mr. Han took the tea cup handed over by Han Mengru, "Then you can continue kneeling."

"As long as Grandpa calms down, I don't care how long I kneel. It's just about expressing my position at Wu's house. I don't think I did anything wrong."

Mr. Han put down his teacup, "Ling Xiao, you must not forget how I taught you."

"No, I always keep Grandpa's teachings in my heart. The affairs of the Wu family are too complicated, so I have to do it as a last resort." Han Lingxiao's eyes were deep and sharp, which made old man Han shaken.

"Tell me the specific reason, I'd like to see why I did it out of necessity.