Slag Gong, we don't date

Hang Zong was not called Hang Zong at first, but called Lin Zong. He was an orphan. He grew up in an orphanage and recognized a younger brother named Huang Tianhai. As for why he recognized this younger brother, because Huang Tianhai had a father and a mother at that time, but He was often bullied, but Hang Zong could protect him, and he paid Hang Zong a protection fee.

When Lin Zong was 11 years old in the orphanage, Huang Tianhai also entered the orphanage because of the death of his parents. At that time, Huang Tianhai was only seven years old, weak and cowardly, and his small face was full of fear. When he saw Hang Zong After that, he broke down and cried immediately, grabbed his hand and told him that his parents were murdered, and he asked Lin Zong to avenge him.

It was the neighborhood committee who sent him to the orphanage. Seeing the child say this, he couldn't help crying, but he didn't expect the older boy to agree lightly.

"I am your elder brother, of course I want to avenge you."

The young man's words made the adults speechless, but they didn't take it seriously.

But Huang Tianhai took it seriously, he knew that his elder brother had always kept his word, he said he would avenge him, and he would definitely avenge him.

Hang Zong acted the next day. Huang Tianhai didn't know where he went, but Lin Zong asked him his name when he came back that night. Huang Tianhai was shocked. That name belonged to a high-ranking local official and his father. Good friend, how could he hurt his parents?

"Most of this world is dark, especially when you stand in the capital where power is concentrated, it is the darkest, but you can work hard to go to the bright place."

That's what Lin Zong said to him that night, Huang Tianhai thought about it all night, not just that sentence, there are many more.

On the afternoon of the third day, news spread that the head of the famous Hang family in Beijing was assassinated but was rescued by a young man. Hang Zhuo heard the news as soon as he came back, and hurried to the hospital. He happened to be watching in the corridor of the hospital. Here comes the teenager.

Washed white jeans, loose printed short sleeves, sneakers on his feet are old but still clean, his hair is a bit long, covering his forehead, Shu Lang's eyebrows are raised, the corners of his mouth are slightly pursed, Looking out of the window calmly with one pair of eyes, one arm hangs in front of his chest with a plaster cast, the young man's thin body is as tall and straight as a bamboo, and the sunlight casts on his side face clean and beautiful.

However, standing in the sun, Hang Zhuo seemed to see the shadow under the boy's feet.

He walked over, the boy looked back at him, and then looked back indifferently.

With a smile, Hang Zhuo bent slightly and asked, "You saved my father?"

"Your father..."

"Yes."

The boy's voice was as clear and crisp as jade, and Hang Zhuo felt his ears itch.

"What's your name?"

"Lin Zong."

"Little Zong..." Hang Zhuo looked into his dark eyes and asked with a smile, "Where do you live?"

"Jin'an Orphanage."

"..."

Hang Zhuo was taken aback, "Where are your parents?"

"No." Lin Zong raised his head lightly, "I'm leaving."

The implication was to ask him to make way, Hang Zhuo was startled, and laughed, "Sorry, I want to thank you for saving my life, but I don't know what you want?"

Hang Zong looked up at him steadily, and suddenly said, "I did it on purpose."

Hang Jo looked at him with a smile.

"I knew someone was going to assassinate him, so I waited there to save him," Lin Zong said.

Hang Zhuo still looked at him with a smile, "So what's your purpose?"

Lin Zong looked at him for a moment and then lowered his eyes, "...No."

The boy left, Hang Zhuo looked at his back, and didn't move away for a long time, his heart, which was irritated by certain things, was full of ironing notes at the moment, very comfortable.

He wanted to see that boy again.

"Lin Zong, Xiao Zong..."

He said the name back and forth several times, and then sent someone to Jin'an Orphanage to investigate.

A week later, big news broke out in City D. A high-ranking official in the capital city was slapped with shuanggui for corruption, committed suicide by taking poison at home, and his wife and daughter were also found dead in a car accident.

When Huang Tianhai saw this news, tears flowed down his face. He hugged Lin Zong and cried until he was dark. Lin Zong patted him, but there was no smile in his eyes.

The next day, a luxuriously dressed young man came to the Jin'an Orphanage. The other party said that he came to adopt a child. The orphanage was very happy to bring him into the cafeteria where the children ate. The year-old child sat in the corner, very clearly.

At least Hang-jo saw him at a glance.

"Why wasn't that child adopted?" he asked the dean.

"He doesn't want it himself, and he grew up here. If he doesn't want it, we can't bear to drive him away." The dean sighed.

Hang Zhuo smiled, and walked up to the young man, who lazily raised his eyelids to look at him and then lowered them.

Hang Zhuo knocked on the table to get his attention, but got an impatient look from the other side.

"I gave you such a big gift, and you treat me like this?"

"..."

The young man knew he was wrong, and looked up at him, "What's your purpose?"

Hang Zhuo supported his head, "Didn't you say it? Repay the favor."

"What about his wife and daughter?"

"Feel unbearable?"

There was a trace of sarcasm in the boy's eyes, "I'm afraid you will ask for additional conditions."

Hang Zhuo really laughed this time, "Then you guessed right."

The boy's face turned cold, "I have nothing but this life."

"No, you have."

Hang Zhuoran looked at him deeply, "You have a future."

The boy looked at him unblinkingly.

Hang Zhuo raised his chin, and said in a low voice, "From now on, I'll call you Hang Zong. The person who gave you the word Lin didn't accompany you for a lifetime, but I will. Remember?"

Lin Zong stared at him blankly, with an unconcealable astonishment in the boy's clear eyes.

Hang Zhuo met those eyes, moved his eyes to his pale pink lips, his throat moved, he let go, got up and left, and said, "Think about contacting me."

Lin Zong watched him leave, and when he turned around, he saw Huang Tianhai standing there holding the dinner plate.

Neither of them mentioned this matter until Huang Tianhai said before going to bed at night, "Brother, go, you can still protect me when you are in your prime."

Lin Zong gave a low "um" and didn't speak again.

The next morning Lin Zong went to find the dean, and Hang Zhuo drove over after ten o'clock.

Lin Zong asked him, "Can you adopt one more person?"

Hang Zhuo asked him back, "Are you sure you want him to enter Hang's house?"

Lin Zong was silent, he understood that the road before him was not a smooth road.

He looked back at Huang Tianhai, turned around and followed Hang Zhuo into the car, Huang Tianhai in the rearview mirror had already cried into a fool.

Hang-joo catches his gaze and asks him, "Why do you keep refusing to agree to be adopted?"

"No." The boy replied.

Hang Zhuo stopped asking, and lowered his head to kiss him on the top of his head, "I will always be with you, Xiao Zong, don't be afraid."

The boy's eyelashes trembled slightly, "...um."

It was already eleven o'clock when Hang Zong woke up from the bed, he was very hungry, but the words that Hang Zhuo said to him in the dream were still in his mind.

There was no one around, the door was opened, and Hang Zhuo brought breakfast to him.

Hang Zong didn't move, Hang Zhuo asked, "What's wrong? Still uncomfortable?"

Hang Zong didn't return him, and after taking a sip of porridge, he suddenly looked up at him, "Do you still remember what you said when you brought me back to Hang's house?"

He thought that Hang Zhuo would ask something, but the other party replied without hesitation, "Remember, I said I will always be with you, Xiao Zong."

Hang Zong looked at him quietly, then his lips moved slightly, "You didn't."

Hang Zhuo was startled, his smile disappeared, "...Sorry, Xiao Zong."

Hang Zong lowered his head to drink the porridge, but the atmosphere between the two of them changed. Hang Zhuo didn't know why he suddenly remembered this, but he knew that Hang Zong should have always hated him in his heart.

"I……"

He didn't know how to explain it. Later, he hurriedly went abroad to track down the whereabouts of Hang Shishi and Chao Mo, and left the young Hang Zong in the Hang family surrounded by tigers and wolves. He couldn't refute these.

"Sorry, not in the future."

"Ah."

Hang Zong lowered his head and drank the porridge, but Hang Zhuo became even more uneasy. He was not afraid that Hang Zong would be violent with him, but he was afraid that he would suddenly be so quiet, as if he had returned to Lin Zong back then.

"The porridge is delicious."

Hang Zong raised the corner of his mouth, put his arms around his neck, and kissed the corner of his lips, "Me too."

Hang Zhuo was a little dazed, "...what?"

"A long time ago, when you said that sentence, when you gave me the surname Hang, I fell in love with you."

"..."