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Shi Jing felt a little uncomfortable, surrounded by the sound of people running around, intertwined with the sound of thunder and rain.

His eyes were covered by his clothes, he looked down and could only watch the raindrops hitting his shoe uppers, smashing them apart, Xie Yinhan's hand clasped his shoulders, although it didn't use much force, but Shi Jing knew that he was breaking free not open.

Although the relationship between the two of them in the previous life was not very good, after the acquaintance in the two lives, he still thinks that he understands Xie Yinhan a little bit.

... This person's brain circuit is different from his.

Maybe Xie Yinhan's definition of brother is completely different from what he thought, that's why he treats himself so...specially.

Assuming it was because Xie Yinhan had never experienced family affection, he seemed a little envious of the relaxed and casual way of getting along with the He family.

Xie Yinhan's voice rang vaguely in his ears, "Who called you last night? It was He Ling again?"

Shi Jing was led forward by Xie Yinhan with a dull head. Last night, he was very helpless after delaying his study time for a long time.

At that time, I originally wanted to save time for writing comprehensive examination papers, but it was Uncle He who took the lead in calling in the group. Since he lived in school, Uncle He had been asking about his health in various ways.

From time to time, I have to care about what is missing in the dormitory, how is the learning environment, and whether the food in the cafeteria is suitable for my taste.

At first he felt uncomfortable, but later He Ling complained that one of the reasons he was afraid to face his father was his inexplicable concern.

He Ling also said that his father had never seen the top scorer in the college entrance examination, so he was regarded as the hope of the whole family.

Shi Jing thought that it must be because he had studied too much and his brain was a little slow. When would he become someone else's hope!

—It must be because we love each other as a family!

Shi Jing answered truthfully, "It's not He Ling, it's He Ling's father."

"Do you even know his family members?" Xie Yinhan asked without a tone, "He brought you to meet."

"No, it's all a coincidence."

After Shi Jing finished answering, she realized that something was wrong, why did Xie Yinhan say something herself!

The person beside him took a few deep breaths, and changed the subject with a bit of gritted teeth, "Brother, have you had breakfast yet?"

Shi Jing was weak and pitiful, "Guess what?"

"If you don't eat breakfast, your stomach will feel better again?"

Xie Yinhan grabbed his shoulder and turned to the other side.

Shi Jing asked, "Where are you going?"

"Canteen, I didn't have breakfast either."

The distance from the canteen to the playground is closer than the teaching building.

Because of the [-]-day swearing-in meeting, the whole school canceled the first regular class, so many students entered the cafeteria in a hurry to avoid the rain.

— Lu was led to trot to the eaves, and Xie Yinhan let go of the hand on his shoulder.

Since studying day and night, in order to prevent his health from getting worse, he goes to the playground every day—walking while memorizing vocabulary, and occasionally running a few steps for QAQ.

But after running a few steps, his breathing was still not smooth.

After finally seeing the light of day again, he took off the coat on top of his head. He saw that Xie Yinhan's shoulders were wet, and his hair was also wet, sticking to his cheeks and forehead. His originally cold white skin was frozen. It lost a bit of blood and became paler.

Shi Jing took out the tissue in his pocket a little awkwardly, handed it to Xie Yinhan, and once again became a sentimental thank you machine.

"Thank you...you, Xie Yinhan."

Xie Yinhan took the tissue from his hand, wiped his fingertips with his cold fingertips, and lost it immediately, "Brother, are you looking forward to the college entrance examination?"

Regrets from his previous life flashed through his mind.

The failure of the college entrance examination in his previous life was a heartbreak for him, after all, life in a foreign country was not easy.

"I'm looking forward to it, and I hope that day will come soon."

To Xie Yinhan's ears, these words had another meaning. If possible, he really hoped that day would never come.

"Brother, can I go to the same city with you in the future?"

"Ah?" Shi Jing looked down at her canvas shoes that were stained with mud on the first day she wore them, "Maybe you won't want to come after two years."

Xie Yinhan's eyes were full of coldness, he laughed at himself, "Yeah, who knows what will happen two years from now, maybe you will have a girlfriend by then."

After Xie Yinhan finished speaking, he walked towards the cafeteria with big strides, and Shi Jing followed behind him, watching his back was soaked by the rain and the darker sweater looked uncomfortable when it was attached to his body.

It's rare to care about him—"Do you want to go back to the dormitory and change clothes?"

Xie Yinhan's gloomy mood quickly warmed up again, and when he looked back at Shi Jing, his eyes were falling on him.

He couldn't hold back, laughed softly, and then refused, "I'll ask for leave when I'm sick, and I finally have the opportunity not to go to class, how can I miss it?"

"It's hard for you to take the first place in the grade." Shi Jing frowned, "I have to make up for the delay in homework."

"Then trouble you to help me with tutoring, anyway, I won't be able to tutor for a few days."

Shi Jing: "..."

He really felt that Xie Yinhan was a psychopath.

The days of the third year of high school always go by very quickly. In summary, it is non-stop brushing questions and taking exams.

During these days, Shi Jing's range of activities was only from the dormitory to the class, and he didn't even have time to feel tired. From studying at the desk until one or two in the morning, he basically fell asleep as soon as he touched the bed.

After a long time, sleeping on the same bed with Xie Yinhan didn't feel awkward anymore.

In his eyes, Xie Yinhan was completely reduced to a member of the bedside decoration.

bedroom, night.

The one-day class was over, and Shi Jing was writing the paper she had assigned, when there was a sound of a cup falling to the ground and shattering behind her.

He stopped writing and turned his head, and saw - Jiang Quer with distorted facial expressions.

"Aren't you used to moving in on the first day?" Shi Jing walked up to his brother and frowned, "What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Li didn't bother to break the cup on the ground, "At first I thought I wouldn't be able to let go of living in the dormitory, Brother Jing, do you know that in order to be normal in everyone's eyes, I didn't even dare to bring a small skirt, Your brother is a bullshit!"

It was the evening rush hour to wash up, Xie Yinhan and Tan Di were not in the dormitory, so Jiang Li didn't control himself.

With a trembling hand in excitement, he pointed to the carton box under Xie Yinhan's desk, "Oh! Brother Jing, do you still remember what I described to you many days ago, that I bought a box of 18x Xiao Huang Man? "

"Look at the logo on the box. It's exactly the same as this one. It's wonderful here. Is your brother going to learn how to pose? They've all moved into the dormitory."

"..."

He hadn't really noticed the box yet.

Shi Jing sat back at her desk in disgust, "Isn't it normal for boys to read comics? Is it because you don't have enough homework? You just have too much time."

"It's normal for Xie Yinhan to see it. If Tan Di sees it, maybe I should get excited."

As Jiang Li said, he picked up the broom beside the table, and while sweeping the shards of glass on the floor, he sighed, "I'm really idle, and now I regret that I walked into this bedroom and didn't see Xiang Yue Fight with Xie Yinhan."

"I really want to ask the two of them to fight again in front of me. Do you think Xiang Yuezhi knows that you like a boy? Why can I tell if a guy is gay at a glance when I hear that he is gay?"

"Don't disturb me after I've learned." Shi Jing said.

Jiang Li snorted, "When can't you study? When Xie Yinhan is not around, don't you think there are some comics in Kangkang's box?"

"I'm not interested."

Back at the table, Shi Jing picked up the phone with the screen on, fearing to delay his study, he turned the phone to silent a few days ago.

There were a lot of messages piled up on the message bar, among which He Ling's messages accounted for the majority.

He Ling: Children, my dad celebrates his birthday this Sunday, so come to my house to play!By the way, I want to tell you some good news, since Chinese New Year till now, Dot's business is getting better and better, as expected of me!

He Ling: You are under so much pressure to study every day and you are prone to hair loss. This weekend, you should relax and come to my house for dinner.

When: Dot really did not go out of business

He Ling: Do you sound like something shareholders can say?

He Ling: Will you come by yourself on Sunday, or I will pick you up from school, I just haven't visited your dormitory yet, how about...

Shi Jing somehow didn't want Xie Yinhan to see He Ling.

Typed the reply a little helplessly.

Time: I will go by myself!

Jiang Li was still muttering, "Brother Jing, when did you become so familiar with Xiang Yue and me? Do you have to tell Xiang Yue that you like boys, and then I will go and watch."

Shi Jing hated it to death, "Can you turn off the microphone?"

Jiang Li talked to himself for a while, neither of them paid attention to the door of the dormitory, Xie Yinhan withdrew his hand on the doorknob.

The men's dormitory in Building No. [-] is not soundproof, even if the door is closed, the content of the chat inside can still be clearly heard by Xie Yinhan.

The April rain was soft, soaking the catkins flying in front of the window. He Qing turned her gaze back from the window. The overall decoration style of He's house is simple and modern, without gorgeous decorations, and He Qing does not pursue magnificence either. Just live comfortably.

He Qing's eyes finally stopped at the woman sitting on the sofa opposite him.

She had long hair hanging loose, and she was dressed in gorgeous and graceful clothes. She was looking down at her newly-attached nails. Her hands—it seemed that she hadn't done any heavy work.

He Qing recalled the appearance of the little girl chasing after her calling her brother many years ago, and couldn't help but slightly bend her eyes.

"Are you still used to living in China? You shouldn't be used to Chinese food, right?"

Bian Lan raised her eyes and looked back at him, "The only vegetables I can eat are those. Carbohydrates will make me age faster. Your education method is quite ordinary. You have spoiled the child you just met."

"You are the same as before, not much changed." He Qing was in a complicated mood.

Bian Lan glanced at the caramel latte in the cup, and didn't move a little disgusted, "I'm leaving, I'm getting used to living abroad, I came to see you on your birthday today, I haven't celebrated your birthday for many years Well, this may be the last time we see each other."

He Qing smiled kindly, "I thought you had something else to say to me."

Bian Lan's face was full of disdain, "Do you want to ask me about Liushan?"

Speaking of Bian Liushan, He Qing still couldn't bear to mention it, "He said he understood what happened back then, and he was still your younger brother, so I chose to believe him once, but it seems that he is just short of money."

"He knows what happened to me that year. You also know that I have been abroad all these years. I don't interfere with the company's affairs. I almost forgot about you."

"Don't you know anything about Xiao Jing?" He Qing slowly put down the coffee cup in his hand, picked up a document wrapped in a kraft paper bag from the coffee table, opened it and handed it to Bian Lan.

"Liu Shan revealed to some extent the whereabouts of that child back then. I followed the investigation and found the record of you adopting him in the orphanage. Why did you keep hiding it? Jianfeng...doesn't know about it?"

Ever since seeing the adoption record on that document, Bian Lan's calm expression could not be maintained anymore.

After a few seconds, she laughed mockingly, "Shi Jianfeng just doesn't know, but he is Shi Jianfeng's favorite son."

"Don't you still want to repay your kindness and revenge, and let Shi Jianfeng know that although the relationship with you has broken down, he is still raising your son for all these years."

"You already knew that, didn't you?"

"I just found out after listening to you. I thought I just adopted a child at random." Bian Lan got up and took the handbag, "I can't accept it for a while, so I wish you a happy birthday, and I won't bother you. gone."

He Qing's heart was already in turmoil. After all, Bian Lan was her favorite sister back then...

He felt somewhat regretful. He originally thought that Bian Lan came to see him because she let go of her hatred. It turned out that all the hatred was just hidden by the years, it was just invisible, not non-existent.

The author has something to say: Cold jokes that Jimei people like:

The rabbit lured the wolf home and made him drunk

After some days, the rabbit thought again, and wanted to lie to the wolf again.

Wolf: I won't go, the chrysanthemum hurts after drinking beer