He said he doesn't love me

After finishing the call with Sun’s parents, everyone went back to their rooms.

Sun Ran put the box back into the cabinet. Since his brother said there was a toy inside, he decided not to open it for the time being. After all, it was Sun Ran's thing.

Thinking so, after taking a shower, he lay leisurely on the bed and played with his mobile phone.

Time passed quickly without him noticing. When he felt his eyes sore and wanted to take a break, it was already late at night. He glanced at the time and it was past one o'clock.

He put his phone on the charging table to charge, and went to the balcony. Unlike the balcony at home, standing here, he could see the silent mountains in the distance, with a few stars hanging in the sky. The night was quiet and peaceful.

Sun Ran sat in the hanging rattan chair beside him, hugged a soft pillow, looked up into the distance, and wondered what he was thinking.

He took over Sun Ran's body and future, but what about Su Ran? How is he? If something happens to him, will anyone cry? Will anyone feel sorry for him?

Maybe not. After all, he has no friends, lives a life of going from one place to another, and has little interaction with his neighbors.

He is like a twinkling star in the sky. If he suddenly turns off one day, no one will care. There are many stars, but he has no name.

"Ugh……"

His neck was sore from holding his head up for so long, so he stood up and stretched it a bit. When he sat down again, he felt like there was something under his butt, which was prickling him.

He stood up and took a look, then lifted the blanket and saw an unfinished puppet underneath. It was vaguely recognizable as a little man. The limbs had taken shape, but the face had no trace of carving.

"Sun Ran also likes this kind of gadget." He took the puppet in his hand. It looked only the size of a palm, but it was quite heavy. He lifted it up and looked at it carefully. There was no face, and even the positions of the facial features were not marked.

I didn't expect that Sun Ran had this much skill. It looks like it would take at least a month to figure this out. But Sun Ran has been away from home for such a long time. Has no one discovered this thing yet?

He didn't think much about it and was about to take the puppet into the house, but when he turned the puppet over, the pattern on the back of the puppet made him a little curious.

The pattern looked messy, high on top and low on the bottom, and intermittent. He wiped it with his sleeve, raised it up and looked at it for a full five minutes before he could barely figure out what it was. It turned out to be a dandelion blown away by the wind.

He smiled and shook his head. He said, "You might as well learn something substantial with this time. Don't you like piano? Why don't you practice more instead of carving puppets?"

Sun Ran put the puppet in the bookcase. It was a bit cold outside and he didn't plan to stay outside any longer, so he simply sat down to listen to music. However, he searched for a long time but couldn't find any headphones.

"No way, doesn't the young master even have headphones at home?" He didn't give up and searched in the bedside table again. He didn't find the headphones, but he found a ring.

The ring looked very new, as if it had been here since it was bought and had never been worn. The inner ring of the ring was engraved with something, but it was not clear. The ring was obviously very new, but the inner ring seemed to have been deliberately scratched with something. The entire inner ring was covered with scratches, as if someone was deliberately hiding some secret.

"This ring doesn't look like something rich people like them would touch." He held the ring in his hand and turned it around. Judging from its weight and quality, if he was not mistaken, it should have been handmade and not even made of silver.

It doesn't look like something Sun Ran would like. And if it was a ring given by someone else, Sun Ran would never mark the inner circle like this, so why did he mark the inner circle?

The inner ring...

He suddenly realized that if he was a more romantic person, he would carve his initials on the inner circle and give it to the person he liked. But Sun Ran didn't like this person, so he crossed out the initials?

Want to cover it up?

Or is it that the person who gave the ring to Sun Ran is the one that he is afraid of?

Are you so scared that you have to accept the gift even though you clearly don’t like it, and this ring is inside the gift?

He didn't dare to return the gift, so he could only use a carving knife to scratch out the name. Would that...

He picked up the puppet again and looked at the ring again, frowning: "Could it be... that person likes this puppet? If he doesn't like it, why doesn't he refuse it?"

Dandelions float in the wind, moving when there is wind and stopping when there is no wind. They travel and grow everywhere.

Why carve a dandelion on the puppet? Do you hope that this person will be like the dandelion, take off and never come back?

Things seemed to be slowly going off track, and he was a little confused about what kind of person the original body was, and who was he that made him try every possible means to escape, even using marriage as a step to leave?

He racked his brains but couldn't figure it out. There were not many clues about the original body, most of which came from other people's mouths and his own understanding and opinion. Even though he could see the original body's previous memories, he really had no impression of this ring at all.

Forget it, if you can't remember it, then forget it. It's just a handmade ring, not a valuable item. If it was bought by Sun Qi and others, he would definitely find a way to remember it, but first, its origin is unknown, and second, the ring is naturally scratched and worthless.

After searching for his headphones for a long time without success, he simply gave up and lay down to try to fall asleep. It was not until nearly two o'clock that he managed to fall asleep.

At 7:30 in the morning, Sun Li came and knocked on the door to wake him up, saying that they had to go pick out fabrics today. However, Sun Ran almost fainted as soon as he got up.

He felt dizzy and his nose was blocked. He felt like he couldn't breathe and gasped with his mouth open. He finally walked to the door and was almost knocked down by Sun Li when he opened it.

"Hey, what's wrong? Hurry up! Sun Qing! Sun Qing! Call the family doctor, quickly!" He carried Sun Ran to the bed and tucked him into the quilt very quickly. Sun Qing heard the noise and immediately called the family doctor, who came over in about ten minutes.

Sun Ran shook his head and felt as if water had entered his head, making it feel heavy and uncomfortable. The doctor took his temperature and found that he had a low-grade fever.

The doctor asked some questions and diagnosed that Sun Ran had caught a cold because of the wind last night, loss of appetite, and decreased resistance. It was nothing serious, so the doctor prescribed some antibiotics and told him to drink more water, rest more, and keep warm.

Sun Li was still worried, so he asked the doctor to prescribe some vitamins, and then he let the doctor go back.

"Why did you suddenly catch a cold?" Sun Qing poured him some water to drink, but Sun Ran said he didn't want to drink it. He shook his head and said in a hoarse voice that he didn't want to drink it.

It is said that illness comes like a mountain falling and goes like a thread being pulled out. Sun Ran was ill and had to lie in bed for six whole days. It was not until the morning of the seventh day that his condition finally got better. If it had not gotten any worse, Sun Qi would have probably asked someone to take him abroad for treatment.

Although he didn't know why a minor cold could make the whole family so nervous, it felt good to be cared for.

"Brother, I'm so hungry..." He hugged Doubao and nestled next to Sun Qing. Sun Qing was busy drawing and stopped when he heard him. "There is porridge in the kitchen. I'll serve you a bowl."

Sun Ran said with a bitter face: "Porridge again..."

"Be obedient, you can eat other things when you recover. The doctor said that you should ensure a balanced diet and a light diet these days. If you don't obey me and wear more clothes, I'll see if you dare to do it again next time."

Sun Qing said this and went to the kitchen, leaving him alone to doubt his life.

How could he know that his original body's physical condition was so poor? He would catch a cold after being exposed to the wind for a while, and he had been lying in bed for so many days but still didn't get better.

Looking at the wolfberry leaf and pork slice porridge being served on the table, Sun Ran felt that his mind was full of chicken legs and crayfish. He was so greedy that he almost had stars in his eyes and drooled.

But Sun Qing ignored his eager eyes and smiled: "Be good and get better soon, then you can eat delicious food."

"Okay," Sun Ran accepted his fate. At least he didn't have to eat porridge every day. Fortunately, there was still some meat. Otherwise, he might have gone to the refrigerator in the middle of the night to steal some food.

Sun Qing nodded and continued to draw: "That's good."

"Oh, by the way, big brother invited your former piano teacher back and asked you to stay home and practice well during this period, so that you can perform on stage at the banquet for your father's 60th birthday next year." Sun Qing didn't even raise his head, holding the capacitive stylus in his hand and drawing lines on the tablet. It looked casual, but the outline of a human face had already taken shape.

"Okay, I get it. Then about that competition..." Sun Ran quickly finished the last sip and ran over to ask, "Brother, you won't go back on your word, right?"

Sun Qing glanced at him sideways and said, "Brother is of course a man of his word. He said that it won't be too late for you to go over after Xia Yi has decided on the basic clothing style and makeup. Your task these days is to take good care of your health, and you don't have to worry about anything else."

"Great! Hey? Do you know who Xia Yi is?"

Seeing that he didn't seem very surprised, Sun Ran couldn't help but ask. Sun Qing nodded: "I know, because Qimo is my brand, stupid"

what……

"Ah?! You are Qimo's boss?!" Sun Ran's eyes widened. Sun Qing was so scared by him that he couldn't even hold the pen.

"Why, do you find it incredible? Little one, don't you think Qi Mo's name sounds familiar?"

"Sound familiar?" He lowered his head and thought about it, but still couldn't remember: "No, what's wrong?"

Sun Qing curled his lips and said, "Qi Mo is the name of my racing car. I am injured and can't race anymore, right? So I created a private brand, also called Qi Mo, to commemorate my youthful vigor!"

Sun Qing had an accident during a car race due to brake failure. The car was scrapped on the spot. Although he was rescued, he suffered a permanent injury to his waist and could no longer continue racing.

Just like that, a generation of strong men switched to art, drew comics, held art exhibitions, set up their own studio, and founded their own private brand.

Each one of them is admirable, but they all come from the same person. You can imagine how outstanding his brother is!

"I forgot... I feel like my memory has gotten much worse." Sun Ran sighed. He didn't know if it was because of the bad constitution of this body. He felt that he couldn't remember things recently and his memory was so bad that it was beyond words.

Sun Qing did not blame him and rubbed his head: "You have a bad memory, so eat more walnuts. It is probably because of your poor physical condition that your memory has declined. I asked you to exercise more often. Your brother Ji will come over during the winter vacation, let him take you for a morning run."

"Ah?! Brother, please let me go, I don't want it." Sun Ran ran upstairs and closed the door, shutting out Sun Qing's words. He wanted him to give up sleeping and go running so early in the morning? ! Don't even think about it!

No one can separate me from my bed! Not even my brother!