Sweet wedding kiss, Mr. Huo’s most cherished treasure

"The head teacher said it was because of me that you improved your grades this time, so he re-selected us to sit together. But, I know, no, it's not because of me."

Huo Huoran's voice is serious and solemn, and the ending is clear and pleasant.

"Shen Tingyu, I just want to tell the class teacher that you got good grades because of yourself, not because of being my deskmate."

Hearing these words, Shen Tingyu paused. She did not expect Huo Ran to have such thoughts.

She doesn't care about these.

She has never been someone who cared about other people's opinions.

Huo Ran looked at Shen Tingyu with deep and sincere eyes.

Shen Tingyu pursed her lips and raised her head to look at Huo Ran, "I heard that the class teacher is going to adopt the self-selected seat mode next time. Huo Ran, I will get second place in the exam. In that way, we can be seatmates, right? ?”

"Yes." Huo Ran nodded and chuckled.

Their ideas coincided with each other.

Shen Tingyu pursed her lips, and a cute smile appeared on her soft white cheeks.

On this night, on this bus going back to Nanshan Mansion, something seemed to have quietly changed.

……

Back home, Huo Qingchen was making tea in the living room.

Huo Ran walked over and poured a drink without ceremony.

The young man did not regard the tea as tea at all, but drank it as water.

Huo Qingchen was not very satisfied with Huo Ran's style and frowned, "Drink slowly, tea is important."

Huo Ran doesn't have this talent. In his mouth, all tea tastes the same, plain water.

"Are you in a good mood today?" Huo Qingchen asked casually while fiddling with the tea set.

Huo Ran pursed his lips and said, "Well, that's a bit good. By the way, brother, can I ask you something?"

"You ask." Huo Qingchen said.

Huo Ran pursed his lips and was silent for a while, trying to organize his words, "Brother, have you ever had this kind of dream? It's like having a strong sense of immersion, as if you've experienced it yourself."

Hearing this, Huo Qingchen frowned, took a sip of tea, and looked at Huo Ran, "What dream did you have? Tell me."

In Huo Ran's world, the people closest to him are not his parents, but his elder brother. From childhood to adulthood, Huo Qingchen took care of him the most. Many of his values ​​were established through Huo Qingchen. Huo Qingchen was a very special person to Huo Ran. The presence.

This particularity made Huo Ran willing to tell his true story.

Huo Ran leaned on the back of the sofa, with his schoolbag in his arms. The boy slowly said, "This is a dream I had on the first day of school. Brother, maybe you won't believe me if I tell you, but, I can't believe it either.

I dreamed that many years later, I married a girl. She was a very beautiful girl. At least in the dream, I felt so, but when I woke up, I couldn't remember anything.

In the dream, I got married to her, and we didn't live a very happy life. Later, she died in a car accident. She told me to wake up, and then I woke up.

Brother, I think this dream is very strange, but I can't say why it is strange. "

Huo Qingchen frowned all the time. Huo Ran's words made him shudder. His brother must not make the same mistake again.

Let him wake up...

Let him wake up...

Huo Qingchen's forehead twitched and he looked at Huo Ran suddenly, "She told you in her dream that she wanted you to wake up, right? Ah Ran."

Huo Ran nodded, "Yes, brother, what does this mean?"

Huo Qingchen raised his hand and rubbed his temples.

Huo Ran really wanted to wake up from the nightmare of the past.

Huo Qingchen sighed, "Ah Ran, do you still have nightmares now?"

Huo Ran shook his head, "I haven't done this for a long time."

"That's good." Huo Qingchen said, "Ah Ran, can you tell your brother about the day your father sent you to piano class? Don't be afraid, I will always be by your side."

As soon as this topic was mentioned, the atmosphere around Huo Ran became obviously tense. Huo Qingchen pursed his lips and comforted Huo Ran as much as possible, "Don't be afraid, speak slowly."

Huo Ran exhaled, lowered his head, and stared at the floor, "That day, I..., I went to the piano class with my father, and my father...he...he, I asked my mother when she would return to China, and I talked to my father. , suddenly, we were stuck in traffic and were blocked by another car...Dad, he was injured because of me..."

"Okay, it's already good." Huo Qingchen did not force Huo Ran, stood up, walked to Huo Ran, patted his hair,

Huo Ran exhaled, lowered his head, and closed his eyes.

Huo Qingchen sat next to Huo Ran, looked at him and said, "Do you want to see dad now? I'll give him a call."

"No, no need." Huo Ran shook his head, "Brother, I know, dad is not dead."

Hearing this, Huo Qingchen curled his lips and said, "Yes, dad is not dead."

"Ah Ran, do you still remember what dad played when we played games with him when we were children?" Huo Qingchen asked with a smile.

Huo Ran thought for a while, "Monster."

"Yes." Huo Qingchen said, "How could a monster die so easily?"

Huo Ran nodded, "I understand, thank you, brother."

Huo Qingchen smiled and said nothing.

"By the way, brother," Huo Ran was in a better mood, "I heard that you opened a universal shop, what do you do?"

Huo Qingchen chuckled, "It's just for fun. Do you want to pay a visit?"

"Okay." Huo Ran said, "But brother, what do you sell in that shop?"

"I can buy anything. As long as the other party can afford what I want, I can do anything." At this point, Huo Qingchen paused and touched Huo Ran's hair, with some regret in his eyes.

There are many impossible things that he can do, but he is helpless when it comes to Huo Ran.

What is the reason?

Is it because Ah Ran and him are brothers?

"The plan has changed. I will probably have to stay in China for a long time." Huo Qingchen said.

Huo Ran pursed his lips, a little surprised.

Usually I feel lonely alone, but it’s good to have my brother here.

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The store opened by Huo Qingchen is called "I don't know."

Huo Qingchen values ​​exchange of equal value. He can do a lot, and many people come to him for help, but many people cannot afford the price he wants.

Tonight, Huo Qingchen came to the shop and Mulin was entertaining a little girl.

Sitting under a pear tree in the yard, tea was brewing on the small table.

When Huo Qingchen came back, Mulin stood up from opposite the girl, nodded to Huo Qingchen, and left immediately.

Huo Qingchen sat opposite the girl. His movements were neither hasty nor slow, slow and gentle.

There is a strong sense of coldness about him, as if he is a god in the sky, making people afraid to burn fat.

The little girl did not dare to look at Huo Qingchen, lowered her head, and whispered, "I want to borrow some luck."

"Whose?" Huo Qingchen asked. This kind of thing is not uncommon.

The little girl pursed her lips and said, "Shen Tingyu."