After picking up a system

Lu Zhiyuan raised his head suddenly and covered Lu Zhiyao's mouth: "You...you can't, you are already grown up and you can't do this anymore."

Ling Han snorted, then turned around and fed the candy into his own mouth: "Oh~ So someone is crying, it's okay, it's okay for children to cry, even though you are a boy, you are still young."

Lu Zhiyuan opened his eyes wide: "You..." He turned around and asked Lu Zhiyao: "Brother, is Zhiyuan embarrassed?"

Lu Zhiyao touched his head: "It's okay, Zhiyuan is still young."

Lu Zhiyuan silently let go of Lu Zhiyao, glared at Ling Han fiercely, and ran upstairs. A man should not cry.

The two watched him run upstairs, then turned around and looked at each other. Ling Han kept feeding him candy. Lu Zhiyao sighed and continued to pack up: "You and Zhiyuan should stop arguing all the time. After all, you are siblings who grew up together."

Ling Han didn't care: "Oh, didn't you say that you should beat your brother as soon as possible? I'm just doing what you asked. Besides, I've been very restrained, otherwise I would only talk to him verbally?"

Lu Zhiyao was helpless. He didn't know what kind of grudge these two had since childhood. They always quarreled whenever they met. It couldn't be said to be a quarrel, it was just that they just disliked each other.

Ling Han looked at his notice: "When are you leaving?" Lu Zhiyao: "Probably tomorrow."

Ling Han chewed candy and fiddled with the notice: "Oh!" His eyes were dry, and he looked up at Lu Zhiyao again. In a daze...

Lu Zhiyao packed up and turned around to see Ling Han with a dull look on his face, as if he was lost in thought. This expression really made her want to laugh, so she secretly took out her phone to take a photo, and the sound of the snap brought Ling Han back to his senses.

Seeing Lu Zhiyao smiling, Ling Han rushed forward in anger to grab the phone. Lu Zhiyao was busy meeting someone, and the phone was snatched away. He held her tightly, and saw that the photos had been put into the recycling bin and would never be seen again. He sighed: "Ah~ We are about to separate, and we can only meet during the Spring Festival. We can't even keep a photo! Pipi is too heartless."

Ling Han paused, having already pressed the clear button, then stepped back to restore the photos, and handed the phone to Lu Zhiyao: "That's fine, but this one is too ugly, I can't show it to anyone. No, your phone can't be filled with only ugly photos of me, retake them!"

Lu Zhiyao raised his right hand: "Keep this one. Besides, there are no ugly photos of you in my phone. Obviously, there are none. You all look good."

Ling Han: "Eh~ What the hell? Did all your classmates fall like this?"

Lu Zhiyao: ? It means I don’t understand.

Ling Han snorted and said nothing more. He directed Lu Zhiyao to take a photo for him. He looked up and saw Lu Zhiyuan hiding on the stairs and smiling provocatively.

Lu Zhiyuan shrank back. Wow, my brother didn't come to comfort me, but was still taking pictures for Ling Han. Ling Han is really the most annoying. If my brother and my parents didn't like her, I would definitely be the most beloved little baby in the family. Humph.

Unaware, Lu Zhiyao admired the photos she had taken. Oh, every one of them was beautiful. Ling Han took the phone, frowned, and deleted many photos in a row. When he returned the phone to Lu Zhiyao, it was already dark. Ling Han turned his neck and asked, "What time are you leaving tomorrow?"

Lu Zhiyao took the phone and checked the recycle bin: "Ah? Around ten in the morning, I'll get to know the new school early and look at houses around the school. I don't plan to live in the school forever."

Ling Han nodded: "Oh! So early, then I may not be able to get up early to send you off." Lu Zhiyao made a face as if the sky had fallen: "No way, sister, it's the last day, can't you let your brother go to school happily on the last day!"

Ling Han stood up and patted his clothes: "It doesn't matter whether I'm here or not. Besides, it's not like you won't be back. And if your flight is at 10 o'clock, I have to get up at 8 o'clock. It will take me a lot of time to choose clothes. I have to wait for my parents and take a car to the airport. I'm tired just thinking about it."

Lu Zhiyao: "Ah, then come to my house and stay for one night. You can sleep until nine tomorrow and I'll call you. Just go back and choose what clothes you want to wear and bring them over today."

Ling Han shook his head firmly: "No, I'm going back, bye." He left at the speed of light. How could he let Lu Zhiyao see him in such a mess when he just woke up?

Lu Zhiyao restored the deleted photos and moved them to the backup phone so Ling Han wouldn't be able to see them. He stared at the suitcase beside him in a daze, because he suddenly didn't know what the meaning was because he knew the ending.

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After Ling Han had dinner and washed up, she threw herself into the closet. There was already a pile of clothes on the bed, but she still hadn't found anything that satisfied her.

From extreme excitement to mental exhaustion, Ling Han had already turned her closet over and over, trapping herself in a state of confusion. The last thought in her mind was to get up early tomorrow to change clothes. Then she forgot to set the alarm.

Ling Han woke up once in the middle of the night and lay on his clothes, not knowing what time it was. He picked up his phone and saw that it was only two o'clock, so he fell back to sleep. He still forgot to set the alarm.

The next day, Yan Shuang and the others had already dressed. It was almost nine o'clock when the two of them remembered to go see if Ling Han had gotten up.

As soon as Yanshuang opened the door, she was shocked by the scene in front of her. Ling Han would occasionally leave his clothes in a mess, but this was the first time he piled them all on the bed like this.

Ling Han was sleeping soundly among a pile of clothes. His cell phone was on, indicating a call from Lu Zhiyao. After a while, it showed six missed calls, all from Lu Zhiyao.

Yan Shuang patted Ling Han to wake him up: "Pipi, Pipi, get up and send brother Zhiyao to school!" Ling Han snorted: "He is already a grown-up, and I still have to send him." He turned over and planned to continue sleeping.

Yan Shuang felt helpless as she looked at her daughter who was not awake at all. Her daughter loved to stay in bed the most. The phone rang again, and this time it was Yan Shuang's own.

I took out my cell phone and looked at the contacts. Oh no, it was Lu Zhiyao. Someone called again to urge him, but he still hadn't gotten up.

Yan Shuang picked up the phone, feeling a little embarrassed, and stood up and walked to the window: "Hello, Zhiyao. Pipi hasn't woken up yet, and Auntie is calling her."

Lu Zhiyao: "Oh, is that so? Aunt Yan, can you tell her to go to the window right away? We're leaving soon, so let her continue sleeping after we see her once."

Yan Shuang smiled and agreed, then hung up the phone and smiled at Ling Han who was still lying on the bed, then she opened the curtains, walked to Ling Han and yelled, "Ling Han, get up now, Zhi Yao is already standing downstairs, if you don't get up to see him, you won't be able to see him again for another five months!"

The sound was so loud that it shocked Ling Han's ears, frightened Ling Han's nerves, and shocked the two people downstairs. Ling Yi's hands trembled as he played with his phone. Well, it's been too long, I almost forgot that Yan Shuang was the study committee member of the class, the kind who was responsible for collecting homework.

Lu Zhiyao: I didn’t expect Aunt Yan could be so loud sometimes. It turns out that Ling Han is more like his mother.