Congenital deficiency

Hong Lingyu washed quickly, and when he finished packing, he saw Hong Zhuo standing beside his bed with deep eyes, looking thoughtful.

His footsteps suddenly stopped, and he was a little surprised.

But when Hong Zhuo looked up, he also saw the thin layer of fear in his eyes.

He is afraid of himself.

This cognition was like a sharp silver needle that poked lightly in his chest, not fatal, but painful enough.

"You..." He opened his mouth.

Subconsciously, Hong Lingyu leaned back a little, trying to get a farther and safer distance.

What is he doing in his room?When did he come, and where did Hooper go?

Xu Shi noticed his resistance, Hongzhuo's throat moved, and he forced himself to put away all his emotions, and looked away from his pale face, which was still a little rosy just now: "Breakfast is ready, go down Bar."

As he spoke, he turned and walked to the door, then turned his head slightly, as if he was waiting for Hong Lingyu to go down with him.

Hong Lingyu twitched her eyebrows, squeezed her cold palm, nodded, and was about to close the door.

In the gradually narrowing gap of the door, Hong Lingyu saw that half of Hong Zhuo's sideways face was slightly cold, and the brows were also wrinkled.

He didn't often see such an expression on the other person's face. Before he died once, it would only be like this when the person was annoyed by him.

Hong Lingyu didn't want to recall those things, so she lowered her head and pushed the door shut.

He dawdled for a long time before changing his clothes, but he hesitated when he closed the doorknob: How about letting Huber bring the breakfast?Or pack it up, and he takes it directly to eat in his little house.

After much deliberation and finally made a decision, Hong Lingyu took a deep breath, prepared to pass by the restaurant for a while, ran to the car, and asked Hu Bo to pack breakfast for herself.

But he decided to do a good job. When passing by the dining table, before Hong Zhuo called him, Hong Xiaxuan said first: "Brother, you are here!" Then he called him over to the dining table for breakfast.

Hong Lingyu just finished the psychological construction upstairs a few minutes ago, now he just hesitated for a moment and looked at Hu Bai, lying for the first time in his life, his back was too tense: "I went out to eat, a little matter, hurry up."

Hong Xiaxuan didn't doubt this statement, nodded, and told him: "Brother, you have to eat on time." He didn't say any more.

Hong Lingyu nodded hastily, left the gate under the gaze of another mang, and hid in the car first.

It wasn't until the door was closed for a long time that he supported his chest with a slightly faster heartbeat, let out a breath slowly, squeezed his somewhat cold fingertips and thought to himself, so lying is like this feeling, fresh but frightening.

Actually it's not good.

He closed his eyes.

The recent translation of Shan Zihong Lingyu has been completed long ago. He casually took the foreign language books in the cabinet, sat quietly behind the desk and read, to pass the time.

On the way, Zhou Tingyu came in once, took a book and asked him to write a sentence on it, after that, except for eating, he never bothered him again.

The afternoon was spent so peacefully that Hong Lingyu almost forgot about the episode in the morning, so that when she went back, Hong Lingyu was a little stunned when she saw Hong Zhuo in the car.

"Get in the car." Hong Zhuo raised his eyes from the laptop on his lap, glanced at Hong Lingyu lightly, there was an inconspicuous softness in his eyes, but no one noticed, "My car is out of order." Question, I’m sending it for maintenance, and I’m going to take your car for a while.” He explained, and finally raised his head and asked Hong Lingyu: “Is it okay?”

This is the Hong family's car and the driver hired by the Hong family. Did he say it can't be used?

So Hong Lingyu nodded stiffly, and then got into the car.He didn't nest in the innermost position as usual, but sat in the front row near the car door, with one hand clenched against his mouth, and his eyes looking out the window.

His nervousness and discomfort were so obvious and direct that Hong Zhuo closed the computer and looked out of the window on the opposite side.

Hong Lingyu noticed it out of the corner of her eye, and sure enough, she was breathing easier.

While catching the other party's breath in the small space inside the car, Hongzhuo recalled the line of words he got not long ago.

Hong Lingyu was so innocent that she never doubted Zhou Tingyu's reasons for "Master Zhang's handwriting is beautiful" and "I like this proverb", and just wrote down the German and Chinese lines she said.And the book with his handwriting on the title page was delivered to Hongzhuo within half an hour.

He took this line of words and compared them with the handwriting in the diary left by Hong Lingyu, one by one.

It took him less than 10 minutes to compare the twenty characters.

If last night, the answer was still obvious, then at this moment, his absurd guesses and extravagant hopes suddenly became a solid fact.

If it wasn't written by the same person, how could these words overlap so closely in details?

It took him several hours to fully accept and digest this fact, and when he relaxed, his back was sweating and he was full of fear.

Fortunately.

he thought happily.

Then he changed into clean clothes, got in the car, and came downstairs to this building and waited for two hours, just to pick up the man himself. Suddenly, there is a destination that makes him willing to surrender his heart.

All of his senses were suddenly focused on the person obliquely in front of him, as if mountains and rivers were all facing north through the ages, it was a natural and irresistible gravitational force.

The car drove through a corner, and the bakery at the intersection was crowded with people, and these delicate pastries were placed in the window facing the street.There was a child looking in from the outside of the bakery through two layers of glass, leading his parents to find out, smiled and tugged his little hand, and walked into the store with the child. Go to the window.

When the car passed the corner, the figures of the mother and child also disappeared from sight.

Hong Lingyu couldn't help but turned her head and took a second look.

Suddenly, the man in the back seat uttered a voice to the driver: "Stop."

Although the driver was a little surprised, he still parked the car steadily to the side of the road.

Then the man rubbed Hong Lingyu's arm and got out of the car, said "wait a moment" lightly, then walked on long legs and disappeared at the corner of the street just turned.

The driver subconsciously glanced at the dazed Hong Lingyu in the rearview mirror, knowing that the "wait a moment" was definitely not meant for him.

Hong Lingyu still turned her head sideways to look at the pedestrians outside the window, her heart was empty, and she didn't notice the driver's glance.

Within a few minutes, the man returned to the car with a paper bag, but he didn't sit in the back row, and sat directly on the left door. In the large nanny car, the two seats were just an arm's length apart.

After the car drove smoothly, Hong Zhuo handed over the paper bag he was holding in his hand: "Be hungry, let's fill your stomach first."

His tone was so natural and gentle, but Hong Lingyu suddenly tensed up all his muscles, like a young animal whose hair exploded in the face of some threat.

Hong Zhuo didn't ignore his stiffness, but he didn't seem to care, his eyes lightly fell on him.

Hong Lingyu didn't dare to turn her head to look, but just looked down at the things on her knees. Under some pressure, she stretched out her hand to open the paper bag and took a look. It was a small cupcake with a piece of cake on the top. A strawberry and a small piece of chocolate, it was a certain one in the window of the cake shop just now.

His emptied brain began to function with hindsight, and it took him a long time to catch a little logic: he had never seen Hongzhuo eating cake, and he bought it for himself.Is it just... the reason why he visited the cake shop?Why?

Hong Lingyu couldn't figure it out, but he didn't want to ask Hongzhuo, so he moved his extremely pale lips in the night, and whispered thank you.

Then he folded the top of the paper bag again and continued looking out the window.

He wasn't that hungry, so he didn't plan to eat this cake for the time being, and he could save it for later in the meal.

Hong Zhuo kept looking at him, and suddenly realized that what he was looking at just now was not a cake.

But what exactly Hong Lingyu was looking at just now, he didn't notice.

Hong Lingyu woke up early the next morning. He didn't sleep well last night for some reason, so he got up early and sat on the window sill to read a book.I glanced outside halfway, but found that the nanny's car was parked downstairs, and several servants were carrying a large suitcase to the rear compartment.Then Hong Xiaxuan's figure slowly came down the stairs, and the servant opened the door for him.

Only then did Hong Lingyu remember that Hong Xiaxuan had said that he was on the plane this morning, and jokingly asked him to see him off, and he agreed.

So Hong Lingyu hurriedly put on a coat and ran downstairs, without even having time to change her shoes, she rushed to the gate wearing slippers.

Just as Hong Xiaxuan sat down in the car, he took out his mobile phone and was swiping. The driver looked at the rearview mirror, and suddenly stepped on the brakes.

"What's wrong?" Hong Xiaxuan asked afterward.

The driver turned around and said with some embarrassment: "Young master, Mr. Zhang... Chasing the car."

Hong Xiaxuan immediately remembered that when they were joking at the dinner table last night, the other party nodded without hesitation, turned around, opened the car door and jumped out of the car.

Hong Lingyu ran to the side of the car out of breath, before she had time to catch her breath, she said intermittently, "I... I promised to see you off."

The servants standing at the door of Hong's family chased after him, but they didn't hear what he said, they just asked Hong Lingyu in shock, "What's wrong with Mr. Zhang?"

Hong Xiaxuan helped the panting slightly bent person into the car, not knowing what it was like.

Since he grew up, only in the past two years, when his brother passed away, no one picked him up and dropped him off at the plane. He couldn't tell what it was like when he got off the plane, and there were only paid servants waiting in the vast sea of ​​people, but At this moment, a word suddenly popped up in his mind, called "lost and found".

"Brother." He said, took a bottle of water and unscrewed it, and handed it to Hong Lingyu who was still panting slightly, "Drink some water. Do you feel uncomfortable in your heart?"

If it is said that before today, he called the person in front of him his brother because he was looking at the face of the deceased.But starting today, he really sincerely regards the person in front of him as his lost and recovered relative.