Male gods are potential stocks

Zhao Han struggled for a long time, but still did not return to grandma.

Probably due to sleeping too much, Zhao Han didn't fall asleep until midnight.He lay on the big soft bed in the guest room of Xue Wei's house, and opened his eyes to look at the ceiling.

If people can't sleep, they will think wildly.Zhao Han had been thinking about a lot of questions during the most of the day lying on the bed.For example, if he didn't go to the hospital today, grandma, would his fake grandma miss him?Would you ask someone where he went?For example, if his biological father wasn't Zhao Baoguo, who would it be?For example, why didn't his mother Zhou Ying take him away?Judging from the living expenses that Zhou Ying gave him over the years, she can fully support him. Why did she let him stay in the home of someone who is not related by blood?

The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable it becomes...

Xue Wei knocked on the door outside, and he called in.Xue Wei opened the door in his nightgown, sat on the side of the bed and said, "I see your light is on, so come and have a look."

"It's so late, why didn't you sleep?" Zhao Han asked.

"Can't sleep." Xue Wei said lightly, lying on his side next to Zhao Han.

Zhao Han moved away quietly, and heard Xue Wei ask, "What are you going to do in the future? You didn't answer me today."

"I do not know."

Probably still have to go to grandma first and explain the problem clearly.Then, live alone.He is almost 17 years old, and there is nothing wrong with living alone except loneliness.

Zhao Han sighed softly, and amidst the sigh, Xue Wei suddenly turned around and hugged him. "Zhao Han, I have always been here, and I will never leave you."

Xue Wei's warm breath was around Zhao Han's neck.Zhao Han felt itchy and uncomfortable, so he pushed hard, but failed to push Xue Wei away.

"Don't you feel sick when two big men hug each other?" Zhao Han frowned fiercely.

"Can you...don't leave me." Xue Wei whispered softly, even he almost didn't recognize himself. "Don't ask for anything else, as long as I can see you."

Zhao Han said coldly, "You don't just want to see me, you probably want to influence me! Xue Wei, as I said, we are not in the same way. people."

Xue Wei didn't speak, hugged Zhao Han and refused to let go.

The phone rang suddenly.

After ringing several times in a row, Xue Wei let go of Zhao Han and reluctantly went to pick it up.

After Xue Wei said "Hello", an eager and rough middle-aged man's voice came from the opposite side, "Where's Zhao Han? I'm looking for Zhao Han! Where did he die? His grandma is dying!"

The other end of the phone basically yelled, Zhao Han stood behind Xue Wei and heard it clearly.In a panic, he put on his clothes and rushed out the door.Xue Wei couldn't call him, so he followed closely behind.

Zhao Han's grandma was dying, her breathing was already very heavy, she was hanging on her breath, just waiting for Zhao Han to appear.Zhao Han ran all the way to the hospital bed, shouted "Grandma", tears welled up in his eyes.

Zhao Han's father had a gloomy face and stood at the door of the ward. Seeing that Xue Wei was about to follow Zhao Han in, he grabbed him. "Your boy, it must be Xue Wei."

"Yes." Xue Wei nodded, his expression was a little indifferent, and he didn't consciously greet his elders.

"Hmph, you look a lot like your father."

Xue Wei turned his head away.He didn't like Zhao Baoguo very much, and Zhao Baoguo's name often appeared in his parents' recent divorce matters.The mother said that he rolled into bed with Zhao Baoguo in order to keep his father's job. In the past two years, his father had made a fortune in business. You can ask Zhao Baoguo, he threatened her with the quota of staying in the factory, and his father said that Zhao Baoguo really didn't say so...The old things were brought up and put on the line, which became one of the first reasons for the relationship to break down.

Right now Zhao Baoguo is blocking the door of the ward, Xue Wei can't get in, so he can only quietly listen to Zhao Han crying in front of grandma's bed.

This Grandma Zhao is still the same as in the past, raising her hand with difficulty, stroking Zhao Han's head, and said tremblingly, "Xiaohan,... a sweater... I will knit it for you." Alright...it's in...in the cabinet..., remember to...wear it,...don't...freeze it.. …”

Zhao Han cried even harder, he had never cried like this before.His only relative in this world is leaving now.

"Stupid boy..." Grandma said kindly and kindly, "You will always...be...grandma's...good grandson."