The Little Sweet Cutie Always Think That He Is a Stand-in

The doorbell of the villa rang, and Song Zhixu took a look upstairs, seeing that the clothes bought for Lin Ran in the mall had been delivered.

He went downstairs and opened the door, and had the carton brought in and placed in the hall.

"Mr. Song, these are the clothes and shoes you bought. The list is here. Do I need to check it with you in person?"

Song Zhixu shook his head, took out a few red notes from his wallet and gave them to them, thanked them before letting them leave.

Lin Ran still had some fear of strangers, so he kept looking down the stairs secretly, and he came down when everyone had left, staring at the dozen or so cardboard boxes on the ground with wide eyes.

"...so much" Lin Ran knew he bought a lot when he bought it, but he didn't expect it to be so much, he pursed his lips and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Yeah." Song Zhixu nodded slightly, "Find out which ones you want to wear, and put them in your room, and put the rest in the cloakroom on the first floor."

Lin Ran pursed her lips, and after a while, she squatted down and carefully opened a cardboard box, took out a paper bag from inside, and opened the clothes inside to look.

His eye sockets gradually turned red, his nose was a little sour, and tears rolled down unconsciously.

Song Zhixu didn't expect him to cry, so he knelt down and looked at it, wondering, "What's wrong? Don't you like it?"

Lin Ran shook his head vigorously, and hugged the clothes tightly in his arms.

"Of course I like it, I like it very much. Before, Ranran could only wear clothes that my aunt's brother didn't want. This time, Ranran also has new clothes." Lin Ran's eyes were red, but there was still a smile on his face.

Song Zhixu breathed a sigh of relief and stood up.

He took Lin Ran to see the cloakroom, and asked him to hang all the clothes he didn't wear for the time being in a separate cloakroom, and bring the ones he liked back to the room, so it was convenient for him to wear them.

Lin Ran obediently agreed, Song Zhixu still had some things to do, so he went back to the study and let him toss around outside.

Lin Ran sat cross-legged on the floor, opened all the cardboard boxes, sorted the clothes inside, collected a few pajamas and casual clothes and put them in his room upstairs, and moved the rest into the cloakroom and hung them up one by one.

There were only Song Zhixu's shoes in the shoe cabinet, and he also put his newly bought sneakers next to Song Zhixu's leather shoes.

He carried the clothes and moved them little by little, putting them away one by one, and tidying them up.

Because there were too many things, Lin Ran's legs were a little sore when he finished tidying up, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on the tip of his nose, but he didn't feel tired at all, but rather happy.

Although he has only been here for two days, it seems to be better than the place where he lived for many years, because he has left a lot of things that belong to him here.

After packing up, Lin Ran rested downstairs for a while, changed into new clothes after thinking about it, and went upstairs to find Song Zhixu.

After pushing open several doors, he saw Song Zhixu who was sitting behind the desk, poked his head in from the door and called softly: "Song Zhixu."

Song Zhixu raised his head and looked sideways, Lin Ran grinned at him.

"what happened?"

"Song Zhixu, Ran Ran has changed into new clothes, can I show you?" Lin Ran wanted to show Song Zhixu the new clothes he just bought today.

Song Zhixu looked at him for a while, then nodded slightly.

Only then did Lin Ran open the door and walk in, turned around, showed Song Zhixu the new clothes he was wearing, and then looked at Song Zhixu eagerly as if waiting for an evaluation.

Song Zhixu just said two words lightly: "Yes."

Lin Ran was immediately happy, and ran out while saying, "There are more."

After more than ten minutes, Lin Ran changed into another outfit and ran in, only to get Song Zhixu's "Yes."

Lin Ran continued to change.

Song Zhixu originally wanted to take advantage of Lin Ran's absence to work for a while, but Lin Ran ran back and forth, so he simply turned off the computer and leaned on the back of the chair to wait.

Lin Ran is indeed somewhat similar to Lin Muchang, but it may be because of his young age, coupled with his slender body, Lin Ran is more like a child, and when he smiles, his eyebrows are crooked and it is easy to draw people in.

And Lin Mu is much more mature than him, and Lin Mu also likes to laugh, but he smiles more like a gentleman, and his gestures and gestures are all very well-bred, making it easier for people to want to get close to him.

Lin Ran and Lin Mu have similar faces, but they have completely different personalities.

"Song Zhixu?" After Lin Ran changed his clothes, he stood for a long time without hearing Song Zhixu's words, so he approached him and asked again.

Song Zhixu raised his head when he heard the voice, and caught Lin Ran's gaze unexpectedly. He didn't remember to look away for a while, and then slowly turned his head after a while.

A blush rose on Lin Ran's cheeks, he took two steps back in a panic, and trotted away.

Song Zhixu lowered his eyes slightly after he left, his heartbeat stopped for a moment just now.

Is it because of Lin Ran's similar face to Lin Mu?

But Song Zhixu was very sober, he knew that Lin Ran and Lin Mu were two different people.

He would not treat Lin Ran as a substitute.

The phone rang, disturbing Song Zhixu's thoughts. Song Zhixu glanced sideways, and Mu Qingting's name jumped on the screen.

He picked up the phone and put it next to his ear, and there was a faint sound of the broadcast from the airport. Song Zhixu said indifferently, "You're back?"

"That's right." Mu Qingting was a little noisy around him, so he slightly raised his voice, "Brother Lin Mu is here, I don't have to come back to take a look, I ran back before I finished the exchange meeting."

What Mu Qingting said was serious, but Song Zhixu could still hear some gossip. He probably didn't just come to see Lin Ran.

"When will you be here?" Song Zhixu asked again.

The person on the other side paused for a moment before speaking.

"I just got off the plane now, and then I took a taxi there. It should take over an hour to arrive. It's just in time for a meal. I'll ask Aunt Chen to cook more in the evening."

Mu Qingting has been abroad for almost a month, listening to those old men talking about it every day, and he also hates western food. Now he can't wait to eat some Chinese food to change his taste.

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard Song Zhixu say: "Aunt Chen is not here, so I have to pack the meal myself."

Aunt Chen was away, so Mu Qingting brought his own food, which just happened to save him from having to do it.

Mu Qingting on the opposite side sighed, but could only agree, and then silently hung up the phone.

Song Zhixu stayed in the room for a while, calculated the time and went downstairs, he was afraid that Mu Qingting would come over later, and Lin Ran would be frightened.

Sure enough, not long after he went downstairs, Mu Qingting arrived.

Song Zhixu went to open the door for him, Lin Ran kept pulling on Song Zhixu's sleeve, felt Mu Qingting's gaze on him after entering the door, and cowardly hid from Song Zhixu's side.

"This is Lin Mu's younger brother, he really looks alike."

Hearing Lin Mu's name, Lin Ran carefully looked at Mu Qingting, and muttered softly, "Brother?"