Ah Kam

Huo Xiling and Zhang Pengliang met again on the street.At that time, a boy wearing a dark blue scarf and a beige woolen short coat was picking Christmas cakes in a cake shop, surrounded by a large group of young and beautiful girls, chirping like they were having a grand discussion meeting.

Huo Xiling walked over recklessly and challenged, "Broken in love?"

Zhang Pengliang looked up at him, and grinned arrogantly: "No, you don't know how happy I am. Oh, some people can't eat grapes, and their teeth will go soft when they see grapes."

The girl on the side asked a question in surprise. Everyone had heard that Zhang Pengliang was famous, but they hadn't really verified it.

Huo Xiling was dizzy from the noise like a sparrow, and suddenly felt old, so he had to smile and wanted to say BYEBYE to him temporarily.

Unexpectedly, it was Zhang Pengliang who held him back: "Hey, wait, I have something to tell you." As he spoke, he turned around and coaxed a group of little girls to leave.

Huo Xiling watched the sparrows reluctantly scatter in confusion, and glanced at the flirtatious handsome guy: "You're having a good time? Do you still miss the girls?"

Zhang Pengliang took the cake handed over by the clerk, and said while counting the money: "The college will have a dance tonight, and they came to ask me to host it." After stuffing the money, he looked up at him, "The girl is really nice, but I You won't cheat, what are you worried about?"

Huo Xiling was angry and funny: "Why should I worry! I just think you're a weird kid. A while ago, you were crying and saying that Huo Xilin didn't dump you. Now that you're living a sweet life, you're clinging to girls again. , you are not afraid that the ten-thousand-year vinegar essence will acidify you to death." After a pause, he asked again: "What do you want to ask me?"

"When are you going back to America?"

"Fuck, you care about this?" Huo Xiling couldn't help but swear.

"I don't care about you. Didn't you say that Huo Xilin is going to get married? I guess he doesn't look like he will fight against all difficulties for me. I just want to go to the United States with you to see how the Huo family is. How about it, let's see the true face of the family that can scare Huo Xilin, who is not afraid of anything and everything, to marry a woman. Hey, I'm really curious, my family is relatively rich, and I've seen people like A gangster family like Lin Yao, but I really haven't seen such a big family that has been hereditary for so many years." Zhang Pengliang walked all the way and said, holding the cake in one hand and putting the other in his pocket, with a smile on his face, no matter how hard he looked at it. It's like talking about a desperate thing.

For the first time, Huo Xiling looked at the tall boy seriously.

The brows and eyes are very straight, bright eyes are always full of sunshine, it seems that any sadness that falls on his face will only become a thunderstorm, and then disappear without a trace.

"... You also feel happy in this way?" He couldn't help mocking the arrogant smile just now.

Zhang Pengliang looked at him sideways, with a faint smile: "Anyway, I like him now, and he still likes me, so why not happy? As for the future, maybe my relationship will fade before he gets married, who knows."

Huo Xiling was stunned, and after a while, couldn't help but patted him on the shoulder and laughed: "I appreciate it!"

I don't know how that kid Huo Xilin would feel if he heard this conversation?Are you angry, or unmoved? "Is that all?" He suddenly felt that it should be an interesting thing to be friends with this kid.

"Oh, and," Zhang Pengliang pointed to his car: "Take me to Huo Xilin's place, anyway, you have a car. Don't say it's not on the way, anyway, I think you're free."

... This damn impolite brat!

But it was true that the day before returning to the United States, Huo Xiling did not notify Zhang Pengliang. Instead, he ran to Huo Xilin's office at night, shaking out Zhang Pengliang's words in every detail.

He didn't have any good intentions, he wanted to see these two people make a mess—even though he couldn't see the excitement anymore.However, Huo Xiling still somewhat didn't want Zhang Pengliang to really set foot on the road to the United States. That child was neither stupid nor naive, only his innocence could not be erased from his temperament. Generally speaking, he was still a person that people could quickly fall in love with. type.

But when Huo Xilin heard these words, he just sat on the sofa, neither happy nor worried, and didn't react at all. He just responded lightly: "Of course I know."

"Have you done it?" Huo Xiling went straight in.

"Yeah." Simple answer.

"...Damn it, you are such a beast." He curled his lips, "You dare to play with a straight man!"

Huo Xilin ignored him, and waited for the other party to leave the office indignantly before he found Zhang Pengliang's phone number and called him.

User shutdown.

Huo Xilin tossed his phone aside, and after all the calculations, he hadn't seen this guy who was said to be struggling with his final exams for at least two weeks, and it would be Spring Festival soon.The tradition of the Huo family is that all members must be present during the Spring Festival.He is no exception, and the deadline for his return to the United States is only ten days away.

He closed his eyes, remembering the last time he had entangled on the bed. The guy raised his head, his well-shaped chin was obviously sweaty, and his eyes, which were always slightly unconvinced, were slightly squinted. He would grit his teeth and beg himself for mercy, and then be tempted to say the word "love".

He never felt the slightest hesitation or fear in his words and deeds.Zhang Pengliang is not afraid of love, nor is he afraid of loving, but now it seems that he is afraid of looking forward to it.

Still love without any trust.

Huo Xilin picked up his phone again and sent a text message.

Three days later, Huo Xilin still didn't receive any message from Zhang Pengliang. The other party's mobile phone was always turned off. When he called Guan Jin, he said that Zhang Pengliang had gone to another place. As for more details, there was only one sentence from Zhang Pengliang: " Don't let Huo Xilin know."

Don't let yourself know?

Where can this brat go?

Huo Xilin made an overseas phone call to the United States, and Huo Xiling, who was overwhelmed with work, reported depressingly that he had never seen your sweetheart.

my heart?my darling?If that was the case, I would not have been killed by this darling!Huo Xilin finally got angry, picked up his coat and skipped work openly.

Guan Jin, who had just returned from the laboratory, was stuck in the alley of Aomori Hall, with a defensive face on his face: "I really don't know where I went. His parents have gone abroad, and I can't find him. The school is already on vacation."

Huo Xilin only felt the corners of his eyes twitch, and he smiled at the boy who was pricking up his hair like a wolf cub and said, "Did he tell you something?"

Guan Jin pursed his lips, and finally seemed to think for a while before slowly answering: "He has also gone abroad. It seems to be an exchange student. Before he left, he asked me to keep it a secret from you, but anyway, he went for more than one month. Day of the week, you will know sooner or later."

Huo Xilin's smile slowly disappeared. "I'm so unbelievable?"

"...Trust is mutual, Ah Liang is not stupid." Guan Jin stared at him, not intending to show mercy.Before meeting Huo Xilin, Zhang Pengliang was an arrogant and confident spokesperson. Now that he has matured, he is also a little less confident.He saw this change in his eyes, neither sad nor happy.All changes are brought about by this person, whether it is good or bad, no one knows until the last step.But he has to protect his weaknesses.

"...That's because I can't believe him." Huo Xilin suddenly laughed at himself, stretched out his hand to stroke the wolf cub's hair, lowered his eyes, and said in a low voice, "I will find it back", and then Turn around and leave.

Guan Jin's mouth moved and held back for a long time before he managed to suppress the almost raised corner of his mouth.

On the streets of New York, Chinese New Year decorations can be seen everywhere, and there are quite a few New Yorkers who are clumsily learning how to make dumplings. Zhang Pengliang's roommate is one of them.The American boy who started clamoring for him to make dumplings when the Spring Festival was still several days away finally got Zhang Pengliang's consent, and dragged him to Chinatown early in the morning to buy ingredients.

There was just a heavy snowfall in New York, and Zhang Pengliang was so cold that he had to go out, so he didn't want to go out, so he buried his head in the scarf. With this kind of virtue, he was recognized by Shen Pei, who lived across the street. When you come out, you have to go shopping together.Under Shen Pei's attraction, a group of inexplicable American classmates appeared on the way, all of whom looked forward to dumplings.

So Zhang Pengliang led this group of guys who had never made dumplings to Chinatown in an extremely bad mood.

There are snowplows everywhere on the road, even in such a narrow and slippery street, there are many pedestrians, especially when approaching Chinatown, the number of people is even more linear.

Zhang Pengliang was cursing himself in his heart who was begging for nothing and wanted to come to the United States for an exchange, while thinking of the sweet Ningbo rice cakes made by the nanny at home, and by the way, cursing the American teacher who hadn’t planned to give them a holiday so far, the speed of his feet was getting faster and faster. Hurry up, without any scruples about the situation of a group of oil bottles behind you.

"Ah Liang." Someone called him from the side.

"What are you doing! Don't be wordy, we'll be there soon! Go to the hotel to eat by yourself, I don't know how to pack it!" He cursed in a nasty tone, and it took a while to realize that the voice seemed familiar.

He turned his head stiffly, that man was still so good-looking even among tall blond and blue-eyed foreigners, even the female foreign devils around couldn't help turning their heads to peep.

"You, why are you here?" His first thought was to escape.Because he hasn't seen the power of the Huo family yet, he doesn't want to be found out about his whereabouts so early.

"Why are you here?" The same question came from Shen Pei. He grabbed Zhang Pengliang's neck and asked Zhang Pengliang in a friendly manner, "Why is he here?"

Huo Xilin smiled perfectly, but if Zhang Pengliang knew that he had broken two cell phones and one laptop on the way to America, then he might know that he should run away immediately.

"Say it here or go home?" Huo Xilin walked over and straightened the zongzi-like scarf for him, with an unusually gentle tone: "Go home, the dumplings are made at home, and your favorite Ningbo glutinous rice balls."

"It's not glutinous rice balls, it's rice cakes." Zhang Pengliang corrected.

Huo Xilin's hands paused, his smile remained unchanged, and by the way, he cleanly removed the foreign object that was hooking his neck: "It will snow later, let's go home."

"...Which house?" Zhang Pengliang's body became even stiffer.

"My home. The Huo family. I want my family to meet you." Huo Xilin said it calmly, as if an ugly daughter-in-law would eventually meet her in-laws.

Zhang Pengliang pursed his lips, but his glasses stared very round.He wanted to say something, but he always felt that there was something wrong when he said it. After his mind was confused, the result he came up with was: "Damn! Do you have a fever?"

Huo Xilin's smile froze for a second.

"Yes, I'm sick, miss sick, go home. Ah Liang." He said again.

This time Zhang Pengliang understood a little bit, and not only Shen Pei, but everyone standing beside him watched his ears gradually turn red, then turned red, and finally burned up.

Huo Xilin smiled and stuffed the petrified boy into the car, turned his head to the aggrieved Shen Pei and the American classmates who couldn't understand what they were saying: "My brother has a fever, I'm sorry."

This just went away.