branch forest

Gu Zhilin's father came back the next morning.

Looking at Huo Chengfeng sitting on the sofa, he didn't say anything, just patted Huo Chengfeng's head, then walked towards the study, turned around and waved to Gu Zhilin, signaling him to follow.

Gu Zhilin anxiously followed behind his father and walked into the study.

There is a copy of "Han Liu Tang Ji" on the desk, and next to it is a freshly replaced oleander, which is so delicate and beautiful that the scent of flowers and ink is entangled and lingers on the tip of Gu Zhilin's nose.

His father sat on the chair, stared at the pages of the book in front of him, pondered for a while, and then slowly said: "Xiaozhi, for some reason, Huo Chengfeng will stay with us forever, and he will be your younger brother from now on. You have to take good care of him."

He paused, showing an expression that he didn't really want to mention, and said in a harsh voice: "As for the reason, I will tell you later."

After Gu Zhilin listened, although he still had doubts in his heart, he still nodded.Since the father promised, he must tell him.

His father waved his hand and turned his head to look out the window, with invisible fatigue and rejection in his demeanor.

Gu Zhilin then exited the study, and when he opened the door, his mother was standing at the door, holding a cup of brewed hot tea in her hand, with white smoke moving with the wind, seeing Gu Zhilin coming out, she immediately went to He winked his eyes, full of the charming and naive attitude of a girl.

Looking at his naughty mother, Gu Zhilin couldn't help laughing.

He walked down the stairs briskly by touching the handrail, and said to the figure sitting on the sofa: "Xiaofeng, may I show you the new school?"

Huo Chengfeng stood up cautiously, nodded his head almost invisible, then turned his head aside, pretending to be looking at the flowers.

However, Gu Zhilin saw that his hands hanging by his sides were quietly clenched.

It's really awkward, Gu Zhilin sneered in his heart, his face couldn't be more normal.

He said solemnly: "Let's go." Then he stretched out his right hand towards Huo Chengfeng with his palm up.

Huo Chengfeng moved towards Gu Zhilin pretending not to care, while stretching out his hand, his fingers trembled slightly when they touched the palm of his hand, but he didn't take it back, and finally mustered up the courage to put it on.

Gu Zhilin smiled sullenly and clenched his hands tightly.

There is a soft touch in the palm, the feeling seems familiar, Gu Zhilin tilted his head and thought about it, but he couldn't remember it, so he had to give up.

He led Huo Chengfeng along the road, and clusters of flowers bloomed beside the road.

When Huo Chengfeng came to his house, he always looked like a little adult, and there was no noise from children at all. After watching too much, Gu Zhilin always wanted to tease him, so he asked: "Xiaofeng, do you like your brother's house? "

There was no response, and a scorching silence filled the surroundings of the two of them.

Gu Zhilin continued: "Did you see the flower over there? It's a wild pomegranate, it's very beautiful. Don't look at your Auntie Gu being so gentle, speaking of it, her favorite flower is the wild pomegranate. Isn't it amazing?" Woolen cloth?"

As he spoke, he pointed to a clump of flowers by the side of the road, as if thinking of something happy, he rolled his eyes with a smile.

He was very similar to his mother, with bright almond eyes that curved into crescents when he smiled.

He laughed for a while, and then said to himself: "Actually, I like it very much, too."

Huo Chengfeng looked at him, still silent, but his eyes flashed silently.

Gu Zhilin was still not discouraged, and he continued to ask: "Xiaofeng, you have been here for so long, and you haven't called me yet. Do you not like my brother? But, my brother likes you very much."

Before he could finish speaking, the person beside him suddenly pulled him hard, and Gu Zhilin was staggered. After stabilizing his body, he looked at Huo Chengfeng suspiciously.

Huo Chengfeng stood there, looking at him angrily.

Gu Zhilin was stunned, he didn't quite understand what happened.

After Huo Chengfeng looked at him for a while, he shook off the connected hands of the two and ran towards the cluster of flowers just mentioned.

He struggled to reach the most beautiful wild pomegranate on the branch, held it carefully in his palm, and ran back to Zhilin.

Huo Chengfeng pursed his lips, straightened his arms, held the flowers in front of Gu Zhilin's eyes, and said, "Brother." Probably because he hadn't spoken for several days, his voice was hoarse.

Huo Chengfeng paused, and then said shyly: "There is nothing I don't like."

He looked straight at Gu Zhilin, but his toes were sweeping helplessly.

He expresses his heart so eagerly.

Gu Zhilin was startled, he looked at Huo Chengfeng, then at the flower in his hand, and suddenly laughed out loud: "Xiaofeng, how can you be so cute. Okay, okay, brother knows that you like brother , Brother also likes you very much."

As he spoke, he picked up the flower from Huo Chengfeng's palm, shook it back and forth between the two of them, and continued with a smile that didn't disappear: "There are flowers to prove it."

Huo Chengfeng nodded heavily, then stretched out his hand, and Gu Zhilin held it, this time, it was even tighter than before.

As they walked, they continued the conversation just now, but it was no longer just Gu Zhilin's one-man show, and occasionally there would be Huo Chengfeng's response, although there was only one word "um", it was clearly audible.

When it was time to fall asleep at night, Huo Chengfeng appeared in Gu Zhilin's room again holding the half-person-high pillow.

He didn't speak, just stood by the bed, staring at Gu Zhilin intently, his wet black hair was a bit dazzling under the light.

Gu Zhilin looked at his pose with a smile, waved his hand, and said, "Come here. Your hair hasn't been dried yet."

Cover Huo Chengfeng's head with a large towel.

From time to time, his fingers touched the soft and smooth hair, Gu Zhilin thought, actually having a younger brother is quite interesting.

This night, Gu Zhilin's fingers were still tightly held by both hands.

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