Reborn on the Happy Hall + Spoiler

Xu Yihan turned back and packed a cup of black tea with French milk cream, full sugar and pearls. He thought Deng Yuan would like sweet taste.In fact, Xu Yihan has already lived in the hotel next to the hospital for many days, and Xiao Peng bought all the daily necessities, so he has no need to go home today.He doesn't even have to worry about whether Deng Yuan will sneak away, because every night he only needs to open the app of Xiejiao live broadcast, click into the live broadcast room of "Xiaoqing's Nest", and he can immediately see Deng Yuan, who is sitting in the room surrounded by In the room that has been remodeled to be warm and vulgar, there is a sweet smile.

Then why do you want to go home today?Xu Yihan couldn't think of a reason.

Deng Yuan was fast asleep when he got home—he would broadcast live every day until two or three o'clock in the morning.Holding the milk tea, Xu Yihan tiptoed into the study room, squatted down beside Deng Yuan's bed, and called softly, "Sister?"

The air conditioner was turned on to 23 degrees, and Deng Yuan shrank under the quilt, only showing his small face and pointed chin. Only then did Xu Yihan realize that he had lost so much weight.Xu Yihan called him again: "Sister."

Deng Yuan opened his eyes and looked at Xu Yihan, as if in a daze: "Why are you here?"

Xu Yihan smiled, grabbed his hand out of the quilt, and put the milk tea into his palm: "Have I not been back for a long time? Come, I brought you COCO."

Deng Yuan took the milk tea, but immediately put the milk tea on the bedside table.

"I can't drink it," he shook his head. "The audience said I'm fat, so I have to lose weight."

"Fat? Are you still fat after you're like this?" Xu Yihan held Deng Yuan's wrist weakly, "You've been too thin recently, why don't I invite an aunt to cook for you?"

Deng Yuan got up: "No need."

He went to the bathroom to wash his face, Xu Yihan followed to the door of the bathroom, and said in a low voice: "My dad is sick, I have been staying with him in the hospital for the past few days, and I haven't come back."

"Well," Deng Yuan buried his face in the towel, "Are you seriously ill?"

"...It's serious."

"Oh."

Xu Yihan watched Deng Yuan wipe the water with a towel, and then turned his gaze to the dressing table—because of the live broadcast, more and more cosmetics appeared on the dressing table.One of Deng Yuan's regular live broadcasts is makeup. Xu Yihan has seen him apply indigo eyeshadow, and he can't help but think of some kind of fish from the tropical deep sea. When jumping out of the sea, the narrow back will reflect the moonlight Into a bluish silver.

Deng Yuan has more and more cosmetics, but he still wipes the water off his face with a towel. According to Xu Yihan's experience from a certain ex-girlfriend, it is very unhygienic to wipe the water with a towel, and it is best to use a disposable face wash towels, or cotton pads.

"Why do you still use a towel?" Xu Yihan asked like this, which seemed to be an innocuous and very abrupt question, "Why... don't you use a face towel? Didn't you say that is better for the skin?"

Deng Yuan paused for a moment, and asked back: "Do I have to use it? If you think it is necessary, you can."

"No, sister, I didn't mean that," Xu Yihan said, "I'm just curious."

Deng Yuan glanced at Xu Yihan, and said calmly: "Because I think that thing is too wasteful - such a big sheet, just wipe it with water and throw it away."

"Oh, yes," Xu Yihan was shocked, "It's a bit of a waste."

He felt a sense of steadfastness and satisfaction in his heart. It seemed that Deng Yuan was still Deng Yuan. Even if he got to this point, Deng Yuan would still overlap with the original Deng Yuan when he first lived in his house in some trivial matters. .Deng Yuan never had leftovers. Deng Yuan always left the last sip of water to clean his clothes and mopped the floor. Deng Yuan was reluctant to use disposable face towels.These living habits that would have made Xu Yihan a little novel and helpless in the past, unexpectedly became his fulcrum at this moment.

Deng Yuan walked out after washing, and was hugged by Xu Yihan.Xu Yihan rested his chin on his shoulder, and put his palm on his goose-yellow pajamas.

"Sister," Xu Yihan only felt exhausted, "My dad may be dying soon."

A few seconds later, Deng Yuan asked, "Are you okay?"

"Okay, very good." Xu Yihan closed his eyes, sniffing lightly in Deng Yuan's soft hair, "He is going to die, I can't be better, I am very happy...but I can't help but think, Didn't he die too quickly? It's too comfortable for people to pass by in a daze... Sister, am I going too far?"

"... Otherwise, how do you want him to die?"

"I hope? I hope he is like my mother, with high fever, abdominal edema, and severe pain all over... Why did he die so comfortably? He is a fucking scum, why did he die so comfortably?"

Deng Yuan stopped talking, Ren Xu Yihan hugged him tightly.Xu Yihan poured out the words accumulated in his heart, feeling that Deng Yuan in his arms was like a warm lake, and his anger was gently rippling like water ripples, unconsciously, it all dissolved in the lake.

After the anger subsided, a deeper confusion filled the air. Everyone is human—he has learned so many theories that all people are created equal. Light as a feather?He didn't mean greatness or humbleness, he meant that there are people like Xu who die well known to everyone, and there are people like his mother and Cheng Xiaobai, whose death is like a stone falling into the sea without any echo.

Xu Yihan let go of his arms, looked directly at Deng Yuan, and asked the second innocuous and abrupt question:

"Sister, can you tell me about Cheng Xiaobai?"

Chapter 87

"Cheng Xiaobai? He has nothing to say." Deng Yuan said casually.This tone is exactly the same as the sentence "I used to have a friend who liked to watch "Legend of the White Snake" very much."

"Wu Yan told me, you are...friends?" Xu Yihan paused, carefully looking at Deng Yuan's expression, "Coincidentally, reporter Wu is the author of the competition we held."

Deng Yuan nodded: "She told me."

"Then can you tell me about Cheng Xiaobai? Sister, I remember Xiaokong called you 'Sister Qing' before, and you named yourself 'Aqing'—these two names are similar to Cheng Xiaobai's." Is it relevant?"

"Why are you asking this?" Deng Yuan didn't answer Xu Yihan's question, but took two steps back, leaning his shoulder against the wall, "Cheng Xiaobai has nothing to say, and Wu Yan told you? He's not out of his mind , and then jumped off the building, that’s all.”

Xu Yihan stared fixedly at Deng Yuan, and suddenly realized that Deng Yuan didn't want to tell him.

Neither Cheng Xiaobai nor his own past experiences, he didn't want to tell Xu Yihan about them.But a few minutes ago he was holding a towel and buried his face in it. He also said that wiping the face towel was too wasteful, and he was still meekly held in Xu Yihan's arms.How did that happen?Suddenly he was so far away from Xu Yihan, the two of them stood facing each other, and the 13 years of separation spanned between them, vividly translated into four words: so close and so far away.

For a moment, Xu Yihan wanted to rush over and hug Deng Yuan's body tightly. The blood in his body flowed backwards for a few seconds, and the sky fell apart. He wanted to release that beast—the one he left for the Xu family, old Xu , Xu Yize, Xu Yiqian... None of them can run away.But at this moment, he actually wanted to release that beast, to his sister, to bite his soft shoulder—how could you do this?Come here, come closer, don't leave me, come here!

"Okay, sister, it's fine if you don't want to say it..." Xu Yihan seemed to have exhausted all his strength before nailing himself in place, "But there is one more thing I want to ask you."

Deng Yuan looked at him defensively: "What's the matter?"

Xu Yihan was sweating all over his back: "That is, why do you want to be with me?"

In fact, Xu Yihan had already given himself the answer: because of money.He spent so much money on Deng Yuan.This is a transaction, and there is no such thing as anyone cheating anyone or letting anyone down.

"Isn't it because of money?" Deng Yuan smiled, "I'm live broadcasting now, isn't it also to pay back your money?"

"..."

"Do you still have any questions?"

"Sister, I..." Xu Yihan fell silent.

He felt like he was about to shed tears. In the past, when he convinced himself that "Deng Yuan is for money", he felt relieved. Since Deng Yuan was with him for money, then he would not treat Deng Yuan as well. Existence lived up to it.But at this moment, he hoped that Deng Yuan would say "because it is you", because you are Xu Yihan, because we are relatives, because we are related by blood.Xu Yihan thought that a long time ago he sent Xiao Peng to buy women's clothing for Deng Yuan, and he told Xiao Peng that that was my girlfriend.It turned out that he had been guilty of guilt since then. "Sister" means blood relationship, and blood relationship means mother.That's right, the more he dared not admit it, the more he denied it.What he was most afraid of was disappointing, disappointing his mother, and disappointing his sister.

"Just because of my money? There is no other reason?" Xu Yihan stared at Deng Yuan almost desperately, begging silently with his eyes, like a prisoner begging the judge, say something else, sister.