Accidentally made abusive texts into a tyrant

In the early morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, Huo Feihan took Ji Xianyu to ask for red envelopes. Although his family members were all in his hometown, his friends stayed in City A.

But before that, Song Xing, the little kid, had to be sent back.

Song Xing pouted and muttered softly: "Hmph, didn't you also grow up from a kid?"

Although he talked about his dissatisfaction with his second cousin, Song Xing still felt reluctant to part with him. He looked at the street view outside the window. Children are like this. They get familiar with new things quickly, but when they want to return to the previous state, they will inevitably feel sad.

There wasn't much traffic on the street on New Year's Day, and they arrived at the gate of the community in a short while.

Ji Xianyu didn't get out of the car, he waved to the two outside through the window, this move made Song Xing, who was halfway there, as if he had been summoned, and after talking to his second cousin, he opened the car door .

"Brother Ji."

"What's the matter, Xing Xing, are you reluctant to go home?"

"Well, I miss you very much. You are the first person to know my secret, and you are the one who will play with me among adults. After all, my mother always asks me to accompany her to watch TV dramas and make cakes and perfume... I don't like it. "

Ji Xianyu smiled slowly, rubbed his face: "We can meet again in the future."

"Really?" Song Xing was a little sad, and patted Ji Xianyu's shoulder again: "Then you have to be good with your second cousin, so that we can keep seeing each other in the future, I hope that during this period of time, you can strive to get along with your second cousin." Cousin gets married and becomes my second cousin!"

Before Ji Xianyu could speak, Song Xing forcibly took his little finger and hung it on the hook.

"It's an agreement, you have to have a good relationship with your second cousin! Only in this way can you come to play with Xing Xing in a fair and honest way."

After speaking, Song Xing backed out of the car, closed the door, and trotted away.

Huo Feihan straightened the scarf for him: "What were you talking about just now?"

Song Xing smiled hippie: "What Xing Xing said to his second cousin is a secret!"

Second cousin...

Ji Xianyu's current name is not only his "boyfriend", but also the daughter-in-law of his parents, and the granddaughter-in-law of his grandfather, and now he is also a second cousin.

A smile overflowed his face.

After sending Song Xing home, Huo Feihan returned to the car and put a stack of red envelopes in Ji Xianyu's hands: "The red envelopes Song Xing's mother gave you."

"For me?"

"That's right, that kid likes you very much. Aunt Song added four more digits when she found out. It's hard for you to say that you take care of him so well."

Hearing this, Ji Xianyu took it for granted. Part of the reason why he played with Song Xing these days was that he and he "colluded together".

Words such as 'Happy Chinese New Year' flashed across the screen of the city building, and Ji Xianyu looked away and asked, "By the way, Mr. Huo, do we have to go to other places to ask for red envelopes now?"

"Well, no matter what, I have to get back the cost of last night's New Year's Eve dinner."

Ji Xianyu laughed, the dignified president now has to rely on red envelopes for help during the New Year's Eve dinner.

Huo Feihan's expression focused on driving was reflected in the rearview mirror. His brows were deep and clean, and there was still a hint of undetectable joy in his proud eyes.

Um?What is he secretly delighted with?

Because he was going to meet Huo Feihan's close enough friends, Ji Xianyu began to worry about what they thought of him.

But it turns out that he seems to be thinking too much, because apart from Jiang Ruike, Huo Feihan's friends who have a good enough relationship are basically elite presidents he met in the business world, both men and women, and mainly girls account for the majority.

And these people didn't grow up with Huo Feihan, so they didn't know Bai Zhe.

Perhaps the fattest chicken was left for the last slaughter. Huo Feihan was the last to take Ji Xianyu to Jiang Ruike's house. He not only ate and drank there for a whole noon, but also got a lot of red envelopes.

Jiang Ruike was bleeding profusely, but following his father's order, he could only smile and send the two poor couples to the car: "Old Huo, you are really merciless, obviously my father gave it to me!" You stole all the money from me!"

Huo Feihan smiled, turned around and took a red envelope that he had prepared in advance from Ji Xianyu's hand, and stuffed it into his chest pocket: "Stop bitter melon, happy new year, the red envelope that Xiaoyu and I prepared for you."

I don't know the number, but it doesn't feel thin. Jiang Ruike changed his bitter face when he saw Qian's eyes opened, and posted it flatteringly: "Old Huo and sister-in-law! I love you!!"

Huo Feihan smiled, stopped listening to this guy's flattery, and drove away.

On the way, Ji Xianyu suddenly asked a question: "Mr. Huo, why do you have so many female friends?"

Huo Feihan smiled: "What? Are you jealous?"

Ji Xianyu blushed slightly, and he turned his head: "Don't be kidding... I just want to ask, is this related to your sequelae?"

"Well, there may be a reason, but most of them are because I appreciate their work attitude, and we can chat."

Ji Xianyu had seen them, and indeed, agreed with Huo Feihan.

It's just... "You really won't get better from this illness?"

Huo Feihan was silent for a while, then nodded: "I have seen it at home and abroad, there is no way, they say it is a psychological disorder, it is difficult to treat."

"Then have you ever wondered why I'm the only one, and it's okay if you get in touch?"

"Well, I thought about it, but I can't even remember the details of that accident, let alone you."

Suddenly it was quiet, he raised his eyes to look in the rearview mirror, and found that Ji Xianyu in the back seat lowered his head, he smiled: "Why do I feel that you are sorry for me?"

"Ah."

Ji Xianyu wanted to help Huo Feihan, but the original book never said that Slag Gong had this setting, and the only breakthrough so far is at most on himself.

But he himself is also puzzled, he will not just because he is the protagonist Shou, he is the protagonist Gong, this setting appeared inexplicably in order to match them...

Huo Feihan turned the steering wheel casually: "Sorry, what does this have to do with you."

Ji Xianyu didn't say anything: "..."

It would be too cruel to deprive Huo Feihan of the opportunity to contact or love other people because of this special relationship.

"Say something happy." While waiting for the red light, Huo Feihan snapped his fingers to bring Ji Xianyu back to his senses. The corner of his mouth slightly curved and asked, "What are you going to do with this red envelope money?"

"Isn't it still the New Year's Eve dinner?"

Huo Feihan smiled: "Are you really serious? It's not like my private money can't cover the money for the ingredients for the New Year's Eve dinner. Think about it, what are you going to do with the money?"

Ji Xianyu thought about it obediently, and after a long time, he said: "It's also a secret."

"Secret? Then it won't work if you tell it. Let's wait until the day you realize it."

"……it is good."

"However, if you really can't finish it, you can tell me."

"Ok?"

"It's not necessarily that I can help you achieve it."

"..."

This idea is too absurd, making Ji Xianyu a little self-deprecating and helpless.

But this was indeed the first thought that came to mind - he wanted to take the money and live with Huo Feihan.

Ji Xianyu could only laugh at Huo Feihan's promise because it was so absurd and endless.

In the evening, Huo Feihan went out, saying that he was going to the hospital to visit Uncle Bai, who was Bai Zhe's father. Ji Xianyu didn't respond, and let Huo Feihan help him put on the scarf.

Then in the process of walking the dog, I stood on a high place and watched him drive all the way down the mountain to the hospital.

Even though it was the night of the first day of the new year, there were many people in the hospital. Hearing the noise in his ears, Huo Feihan realized that the patients here were all suffering from food poisoning or drinking...

Fortunately, Uncle Bai is in the VIP ward, please be quiet.

When he went up, Uncle Bai was still awake, as if he had been waiting for Huo Feihan.

Huo Feihan knocked on the door politely, and he went in only after the people inside let him in: "Uncle Bai, happy new year, here are the health care products for you."

It can be seen with the naked eye that Uncle Bai's condition is even more haggard than the last time we met.

He beckoned for people to sit down: "Xiao Han thank you, I haven't finished eating the gift package that was given to me during the Chinese New Year before, and I'll trouble you to come all this way."

"fine."

He sat down and tucked the quilt for Uncle Bai, who had gray hair but was no more than fifty.

Uncle Bai: "Xiao Han, your Huo family has done a lot for the Bai family. When your father came to visit me in the hospital, I didn't thank you because of face. Can you thank your father for me later?"

Huo Feihan smiled softly: "Of course, Uncle Bai, even if you don't say it, my dad is not so narrow-minded."

"Hahaha, I've been with him for 40 to [-] years, of course I know he is a generous person..." Uncle Bai has been lying in the hospital for several months, but his physical condition has not improved.

Afterwards, the haggard middle-aged man turned around slowly, and handed a red paper in the bedside table to Huo Feihan: "I haven't had time to say Happy New Year to you, a red envelope for you, Xiaohan."

Huo Feihan didn't expect that this uncle who didn't have much contact with each other would specially prepare red envelopes for himself. He was a little surprised, and when he took it, he found that there were two copies in total.

Um?He probably didn't know about Ji Xianyu's existence.

Immediately afterwards, Uncle Bai smiled: "Xiao Han called you here this time, but I actually have a selfish desire to let you give this other red envelope to...Xiao Zhe."

"For Bai Zhe?"

"That's right, he's going back to China soon, and uncle hopes you can pick him up. Is that okay?" He coughed as he spoke, and he seemed to be dying at any moment.

Huo Feihan quickly poured him a glass of water.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Uncle Bai drank the water and said weakly again: "It's an indisputable fact that Uncle is in poor health. Our Bai family is sparsely populated. I don't want Xiao Zhe to see no one to pick him up when he comes back. Sad...he liked playing with you the most since he was a child, if he could see you at the airport, he must be very happy."

Huo Feihan understood what he meant. After all, he was his uncle, and Bai Zhe was also his childhood playmate. Now that their family was almost in decline, he couldn't refuse him emotionally or rationally.

"Okay, uncle, don't worry, I will pick up Bai Zhe, you must also rest more, pay attention to the weather and temperature, and call the doctor if you have any problems."

After Huo Feihan left for a while, the phone on the bedside table rang.

"Hey Xiaozhe...well...Xiao Han has agreed to pick you up...Dad has already taken care of it, don't worry..."