The Shura Field of the Big Brothers

Back in the hotel room, Han Xiyun glanced at the time and it was past one o'clock in the morning, she was really sleepy.

Shaking his head and widening his eyes, he originally wanted to insist on applying Fengyoujing, at least five thousand more words!
But as soon as she turned on the computer, she still knocked her head on the table in a daze, with tears streaming down her face.

There was only a muffled sound, and she exploded in pain, and immediately jumped up from the chair, barely rolling her eyelids upwards.

"Huh? Where is this?"

She covered her forehead and babbled, then staggered back to the bed and fell asleep soundly.

Speaking of the frost disaster, Han Xiyun witnessed her elderly grandfather crying badly in her yard.

Later, I heard from her mother that the yard used to be full of fruits and vegetables, which were planted by her grandmother when she was alive.

In order to express his love to the old woman, her grandfather planted a lot of roses around the yard with his own hands.

Unfortunately, before the roses bloomed, her grandmother died suddenly and left her grandfather, leaving the old man alone.

Originally, the old man thought that at least he could live in the yard built by his wife himself.

The hateful thing is that a sudden frost directly ruined the courtyard that was originally fragrant with flowers and fruits and singing with insects and birds...

In the dream, Han Xiyun returned to her childlike age, and saw an old man crying in a lonely yard, she ran over without hesitation, and gently patted the old man's back...

When waking up from the dream, Han Xiyun found that the corners of her eyes were still wet, as if she had really cried, and sobbed inadvertently.

"What's wrong with me?"

She quickly shook her head, then stretched herself...

It's been a long time since I sneaked out, and I don't know if Lao Han will be worried?

With his violent temper, he must be mad if he can't find me.

It's time to play, how about going home now?
Will Lao Han deny me when I go back!
Han Xiyun bit her toothbrush and collapsed on the sofa, staring helplessly at the ceiling in a daze. She was almost choked to death by the foam in her mouth, so scared that she immediately jumped up and ran to the bathroom.

After washing, she quickly changed into a denim suit, packed her things, and then a phone call woke up Xia Chulian who was still lying in bed.

"Sister Xia, I'm going back. Do you want to go back to our south with me?" She said as she picked out a fisherman's hat, put it on in front of the mirror, took a picture, and then changed into a cold hat.

"Well, that's all right."

She looked at herself in the mirror and nodded with satisfaction.

On the other side of the phone, Xia Chulian, who was narrowing her eyes and reluctant to wake up, expressed her confusion, "Han Xiyun, who are you talking to?"

"No, it's just you!"

Han Xiyun pursed her lips, walked unhurriedly to the computer desk, only to find that the computer was always on.

"Huh? Did I not turn off the computer yesterday?"

Then, Xia Chulian on the other side was unhappy, and immediately jumped up from the bed like a corpse, stood on the bed with one hand on her waist, and shouted at the loudest voice: "Han Xiyun! Who are you talking to?"

Han Xiyun wrinkled her face and hurriedly took the phone away, glanced at it in disgust before bringing it back to her ear, "Who else can I talk to except you!"

"Then why do you keep saying things I don't understand?" Xia Chulian retorted with an aggrieved face.

Hearing her tone, Han Xiyun laughed awkwardly, "No, Sister Xia, forgive me for talking to myself, hehe."

"Problem!"