The plot collapsed after everyone thought it was rotten

When Huo Chuhong entered the tent, he saw that Ji Zongming was already lying down.He didn't change his clothes or even take off his shoes, lying on the sleeping bag with his hands folded behind his head, as if he was thinking about something.

Huo Chuhong tried his best not to look so embarrassed: "Mr. Ji, good night."

Ji Zongming looked down at him with a trace of scrutiny in his eyes.

"You and Huo Chuxiao don't look like brothers at all." What he said was obviously a declarative sentence, and it seemed to have a sense of distance.

"I don't look the same, I don't have the same personality, and I don't even have the guts."

There was a bit of ridicule in his words, as if he looked down on Huo Chuhong, a big man who was so timid.

Huo Chuhong said frankly: "I have been like this since I was a child. I am afraid of ghosts and the dark. Before junior high school, I always turned on a small night light in the bedroom when I went to bed. My mother said that when I didn't remember anything, I heard thunder. I can cry for a long time."

He suddenly thought of something, and said with a smile: "Ha, my brother is more courageous. I used to hold my mother and cry because I was afraid of ghosts. The text is weak, but it seems that I am not afraid of anything. Sometimes my parents are on a business trip, and I am afraid by myself, and I will sleep with my brother at night."

Ji Zongming: "Even if he is afraid, what can he do? Can your mother let him hug and cry?"

Huo Chuhong was startled, carefully observed Ji Zongming's expression, and found that there was no change, as if he was just talking casually, so he pretended to be relaxed and said: "My brother is the eldest son, and the family will definitely raise him more strictly."

Ji Zongming snorted perfunctorily, and the conversation ended here.

No one spoke in the tent, Ji Zong went to bed early tomorrow and woke up at five o'clock the next morning.

Not only Huo Chuhong, but no one in the entire camp woke up, it was quiet, only birds chirping could be heard.

Ji Zongming got up alone, walked out of the tent, and was about to do a set of stretching exercises, when he suddenly saw that the luggage belonging to Huo Chuxiao that he had slipped over yesterday showed signs of being tampered with.

He felt strange, went over to look, and found that the zipper of the side pocket of the luggage had been pulled half open.

Huo Chuxiao's luggage was packed by himself, so Ji Zongming remembered clearly that the painting supplies were in the side pockets.

When he looked again, the drawing board was gone.

Huo Chuxiao seldom gets up so early, the sun hasn't even risen yet, the air is filled with the moisture of morning mist, and a milky white cloud can even be seen in the forest below the height of his knees.

He even bumped into a fox when he was carrying the drawing board to the creek he stepped on yesterday.

There is a perfect open space by the creek, Huo Chuxiao finally found the right angle, and was about to put down the drawing board to start work, only to realize that he forgot to bring the pony here, and had no choice but to turn back to the camp.

In the end, he happened to meet Ji Zongming who had just woken up.

Both could see a little surprise on each other's faces.

"What did you go for?"

"Good morning."

The two said at the same time, and shut their mouths in embarrassment at the same time.

There was a few seconds of silence.

"Good morning."

"I'm going to sketch."

And almost at the same time.

Boss Ji was so embarrassed that he even scratched his eyebrows.

Painter Huo decided to use actions to break the weird atmosphere. He just picked up a small horse and turned around to leave.

"Wait," Ji Zongming called to him, skillfully took out a thin coat from the suitcase, and threw it to him, "The temperature in the mountains is low, you will definitely catch a cold in the afternoon if you wear so little."

Huo Chuxiao said unexpectedly, "Thank you."

Ji Zongming raised his eyebrows: "I'm just not interested in taking care of patients."

But seeing Huo Chuxiao burrowed into the mountain alone, he felt faintly uneasy.This guy didn't have the ability to take care of himself when he lived at home in the city, and he dared to go into the mountains to paint from life alone... he was really brave.

Not long after Huo Chuxiao returned to the stream where he was sketching, he heard footsteps behind him. When he turned around, he found that it was Ji Zongming.

The man was carrying a long backpack, as if he happened to be passing by.

After receiving Huo Chuxiao's questioning look, Ji Zongming said casually, "I'll come and fish for a while."

As he said that, he also moved a small horse and sat about three to five meters behind him, focusing on putting bait on the hook.

Huo Chuxiao instinctively felt that it was strange for him to come to this place to fish at this time, but Ji Zongming always made him feel strange, so it was normal for him to do such a thing....

It's just that he didn't see it. Ji Zongming glanced at his back from time to time, and wanted to speak first several times, but in the end he always chose to keep silent because he didn't know what to say.

When it was almost seven o'clock, people in the camp woke up one after another.

As soon as Yu Zhen saw that the sleeping bag beside him was empty, his sleepy eyes, which were still sleepy, instantly became clear.Huo Chuxiao didn't seem like a person who would get up early, but at this moment his pajamas were thrown in a mess in the tent, obviously he didn't go out to go to the bathroom temporarily.

He was confused when he heard Huo Chuhong's voice from outside, saying that Ji Zongming was gone.

Yu Zhen was about to call to recruit people immediately, but saw a new message lying on the screen of the phone.

——Go with Huo Chuxiao to the creek at eleven o'clock, and call if you have something to do.

From Ji Zongming, two hours ago.

Boss Yu's anxious mood disappeared in an instant, and now he just wants to roll his eyes.

Huo Chuhong knew about it, and stopped calling his brother, and said with a smile, "The two of them... have a good relationship, right?" Although his brother and Ji Zongming had told him that they were not interested in each other.

But deep down in his heart, he felt that he had to think so.

Yu Zhen curled his lips, "Oh, as for the straight male reflex of Lao Ji, I'm afraid our company's cleaning company will find out, so he can react!"

But slow reaction is slow reaction, his execution ability should not be underestimated, his body moves much faster than his brain, even if he didn't understand his feelings for Huo Chuxiao, he was already inseparable.

Yu Zhen was speechless. To a certain extent, this kid is also quite powerful.

When Maxim and his wife heard that Huo Chuxiao was sketching, they wanted to watch everything they said, so the group simply prepared some breakfast and set off for the two people's location.

When everyone arrived at the scene, they saw one painting and one fishing. The atmosphere was quite harmonious.

Yu Zhen gave Ji Zongming a teasing look, but was ignored by the other party as usual.

He glanced at Huo Chuxiao who was chatting with others about his painting skills, walked around to Ji Zongming, squatted down and whispered: "How about it, we've been together for almost three hours, have you caught it yet?"

There was something in his words, but Ji Zongming ignored his subtext and kicked the bucket beside his feet, "Can't you read it yourself?"

They were in the place where a downhill road must pass, but no one thought that before eight o'clock, tourists had already climbed the mountain and walked down the mountain under the rising sun.

Not far away came the laughter of a few people chatting, and they gradually got closer before they could be seen.

A few young people carrying trekking poles, well-equipped, and dressed as if they were from rich families came talking and laughing. One of them was in the center of the small group, and everyone would cheer for whatever they said, and it was obviously the most popular one.

He is also eye-catching. He is about 1.8 meters tall. Even wearing long-sleeved trousers can't hide his good figure. His appearance is even more prominent, with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

Such a young and wealthy second-generation ancestor who lived in the center of the crowd since he was a child can easily develop such a character.

Therefore, Zheng Fucheng, the second generation ancestor among them, almost immediately realized that this was a fellow.

But Young Master Zheng claims to have a well-connected network, and there is no wealthy second-generation family in this city who does not make friends with him, but he has obviously never seen this absolutely unforgettable person.

The few people who came down the mountain passed by them, still chatting and making fun of them, only to hear one of the girls laughing: "Qi Lang, look, there are still people drawing here. Didn't you say that you took some sketching classes when you were in middle school?" Do you want to show your hands to us?"

I have to say that Huo Chuxiao's sketching here with an easel that is half a person tall is really eye-catching.

And the girl spoke with a bit of frivolity, and she seemed to be using Huo Chuxiao as a tool to attract the attention of handsome guys. Ji Zongming always had a keen intuition for these things, and immediately glanced back at the girl coldly, his eyes The light is sharp.

The girl noticed this unfriendly gaze, and even paused when she reached out to tease that Qi Lang, and subconsciously restrained her words.

The one named Qi Lang was the most important person among them. He walked fast and ostentatiously on his long legs. He had already passed by Huo Chuxiao, and he laughed back at the girl's teasing.Unexpectedly, he walked three or four meters, stopped suddenly, turned around and retreated in front of Huo Chuxiao, carefully identified the up and down, and suddenly laughed and said:

"Huo, Chu, Xiao?"

Huo Chuxiao's reaction was extremely indifferent, and he only looked up at him, without expressing anything else.

On the contrary, Huo Chuhong, who was surrounded by his brother and tried to help him, said in surprise, "Brother Qi Lang?"

Qi Lang pointed at Huo Chuhong, narrowed his eyes as if thinking, "You are... Let me think about it, Huo Chuhong?"

"What a coincidence!" Huo Chuhong said happily.

After seeing his appearance, Qi Lang's eyes lit up, and he said meaningfully: "I didn't expect, that little kid back then also changed into a boy."

Huo Chuhong smiled shyly in a cooperating manner, and pulled him to introduce to others: "This is my brother's senior in middle school. He had a good relationship with my brother when he was studying, isn't he, brother?" He turned to Huo Chuxiao to beg Approved.

But Huo Chuxiao only glanced at Qi Lang and him, without saying anything.

If Qi Lang had a good relationship with him back then, then I'm afraid his relationship with his parents was also very good.

Ji Zongming didn't want to talk to this person at all, but when he heard Huo Chuhong's words "I have a good relationship with my brother", he immediately put down his fishing rod and walked over.

"Good relationship with that boring gourd?" Ji Zongming folded his arms across his chest, standing face to face with Qi Lang in a completely unacceptable posture.

Qi Lang frivolously looked at Huo Chuxiao from top to bottom, and said in a secret way: "Almost, although our relationship can only be summed up with the word 'good', it's too superficial, don't you think so, Chuxiao? "

The author says:

Whisper: School grass debuts

Then whisper: Xiao Ji, you are so tired!I have to stimulate you a few times!

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