they love me so much what to do

"Long time no see, sons, do you want to know where Huawu is?"

Friday's hazy eyes faded away from all the clouds and mists, and he asked fiercely, "Father, where is Xiao Ba?"

Seeing his once-in-a-century angry appearance, Zhou Chao slightly covered his thin lips, and chuckled: "It's rare to see you so angry, isn't Hua Wu in the villa..."

Sunday interrupted sharply: "You deliberately left the surveillance video of Xiao Ba going to the airport, didn't you just want us to come to you! Father, let me ask you again, where did Xiao Ba go?"

Zhou Chao glanced at each of the outstanding sons with interest, and said with a smile: "He is on the plane right now."

"Destination?" Wednesday asked in a deep voice.

Zhou Chao leaned against the back of the chair, clasped his fingers, and said leisurely: "Does Hua Wu know that you are not related to him by blood?"

On Tuesday, his expression remained unchanged, his tender eyes filled with frost, "Isn't this the result that father wants to see?"

"You guys are too immature." Zhou Chao said teasingly, "Even a simple brother can't be appeased."

Sunday hammered the table angrily, and said word by word: "Stop talking nonsense, tell me, where is Xiao Ba?"

Seeing that Zhou Chao was still at ease, Zhou Yi stood up, with a look of anxiety and worry on his frosty brows, "Father, is he looking for Aunt Yang?"

Looking at his first child, Zhou Chao was filled with emotions for a moment, and a flash of emotion flashed in his affectionate eyes, but he concealed it well, "One, I didn't expect you to master me so quickly. half of the rights."

Zhou Yi didn't want to talk about this at all at this time, and said solemnly: "Father, please answer me."

"That's right." Zhou Chao stood up and looked at the time. The flight that the eighth son took arrived in England around the early morning.He thought for a while and said, "Before I tell you, you have to answer me a question."

The brothers looked at him gravely and eagerly.

Zhou Chao took a second look at Thursday and Saturday, and found that there was also a clearly visible anxiety on their faces.He couldn't help but smiled, and said slowly: "If Hua Wu never wants to see you, how long will you remember him?"

This question was very abrupt, not like Zhou Chao's style at all. The brothers who thought they would make things difficult for them were stunned for a while, and then Tuesday took the lead in reacting, and said firmly: "Look for him for the rest of your life."

Monday without hesitation: "Look for it."

On Wednesday, he flaunted wantonly: "Tsk, old man, stop playing with such nonsense, I will never give up until I find him."

Thursday's eyes were cold: "Father, I advise you not to hide him."

Friday's voice was low: "Forever."

Indifferent and resolute on Saturday: "You'd better not play tricks."

Sunday's eyes were firm: "I will always look for him, no matter where he is, I will find him."

The answers with different tones contained all the feelings of the brothers. This should be the first time in history that they have the same goal for the same thing. Zhou Chao looked at their unwavering eyes, and the playful smile on his lips became lighter. : "It's a good thing for brothers to be united, but don't forget, Hua Wu can only be with one of you."

The expressions of the brothers changed slightly.

Zhou Chao said: "I can tell you where he is, but I will only tell two of you, the others will stay in the country, and the company still depends on you to take charge."

As soon as the words fell, the gloomy Sunday was immediately upset: "Why can only two people go to find Xiaoba?! I disagree, we must compete fairly!"

Zhou Chao hung his fingertips on the keyboard keys, and before they could express their dissatisfaction, he smiled and said, "That's it, you guys discuss it yourself, and I'll contact you tomorrow." After that, he decisively cut off the video connection.

The house was suddenly quiet, Zhou Chao walked to the French windows, looked out at the sunset, his sexy voice was very soft and low, as if sighing: "It's not like me."

All of them are so affectionate, as if they have grasped something that they will never let go of in this life.

"Who will be the winner of this battle in the end?"

Zhou Chao smiled slightly, looked at the scenery outside the window for a while, then turned and left.

In the early morning of the next day, Hua Wu arrived in England smoothly. Aunt Yang was waiting at the airport. Seeing him coming out, she hurried forward and pulled him to look carefully, "Hua Wu, is the journey going well? Are you hungry?" ? Are you thirsty? Are you tired?"

Hua Wu shook her head, passed Aunt Yang to see the tall man standing behind her, and said, "Aunt Yang, I'm not hungry or thirsty, I just want to rest."

Seeing this, Aunt Yang casually introduced her boyfriend behind her, and hurriedly took him home.

Aunt Yang's boyfriend is Henry, a Frenchman who works in the UK and lives alone. She often flies over to accompany him during holidays. This time the business trip happens to be nearby, so she simply lives in his house.

The streets in the early morning were very clear, and the thin fog hung in front of my eyes, blurring my vision.Hua Wu looked out of the window expressionlessly, her face was pale and her eyes were blank.

Aunt Yang, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help but reached out and hugged him, stroked his hair gently, and said softly, "Hua Wu, close your eyes and take a rest, you'll be home in about 10 minutes."

The mother-like comforting made Hua Wu's blank mind relax, he closed his eyes, and pursed his thin lips slightly.

Aunt Yang carefully leaned his head on her shoulder with a distressed look on her face.

How could a child who was fine half a year ago suddenly grow up overnight?

After arriving home, Hua Wu had already fallen into a deep sleep, and Qing Jun's face showed undisguised tiredness.Aunt Yang picked the warmest room, covered him with a quilt, and wrote a shopping list for Henry to buy, while she prepared to cook Hua Wu's favorite dish.

Perhaps because she felt that she had found a safe haven, Hua Wu slept very deeply and didn't wake up until evening.He opened his eyes, sat up with the quilt in his arms in a daze, when the door was pushed open, and Aunt Yang came in with a steaming porcelain bowl, and said softly, "Are you awake? Just right, Aunt Yang made chicken soup for you." you drink."

Hua Wu suddenly woke up, and hurriedly lifted the quilt out of bed.

There was a set of tables and chairs outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. Aunt Yang brought them over and thought the scenery was nice, so she asked Hua Wu to put on her coat and come out and sit outside.

Hua Wu washed up quickly, sat across from Aunt Yang, and drank the chicken soup that had been stewed for a full hour. A wave of warmth immediately lingered in her heart, and her cold heart became warmer little by little.

The silence was pervasive, until he put down the bowl, Aunt Yang, who was full of kindness, asked, "Hua Wu, what happened? Those brothers bullied you?"

Hua Wu lowered her eyes, subconsciously rubbed her fingers against the edge of the bowl, and said softly, "No."

After a moment of silence, Aunt Yang stroked his hair, knowing very well how stubborn the child was, "Hua Wu, don't say anything if you don't want to, don't force yourself. Since you're here, take a good rest these few days. Aunt Yang is busy with work." I'll take you to play again."

Hua Wu didn't speak, but turned to look at the setting sun sky, and said for a while, "I have no blood relationship with Mr. Zhou."

Qianqian's voice was as crisp as the silver bell on his ankle, and Aunt Yang was stunned in surprise, "What? How is this possible? Who told you? Is there any evidence?"

Hua Wu just repeated stubbornly: "Mr. Zhou and I have no blood relationship."

After being stunned for a while, Aunt Yang gradually calmed down. She knew that this child would only tell the established facts. After thinking about it for a moment, she said, "Hua Wu, are you happy in that house?"

happy?Of course he was happy, except for his mother, no one would treat him as unbelievably well as his brothers, and it was precisely because of this that he could not accept that he had no blood relationship with his brothers.

Hua Wu lowered her head, tightly clenched the spoon in her hand, and pursed her lips: "...Happy."

"Are they treating you well?"

"very good."

He lived well in that family and felt the warmth of his relatives, so he couldn't accept the fact that he was not related by blood.Aunt Yang understood, she looked at him lovingly, and asked again: "Do those brothers know about this?"

"...I know." Hua Wu let go of the spoon and said in a low voice, "I should have known it a long time ago."

Aunt Yang noticed one thing keenly, "Are they hiding it from you?"

Hua Wu nodded.

Concealing the fact that he is not his own, and treating him well as always, it seems that the seven heirs of the Zhou family may really love Huawu and are not willing to let the facts hurt him.

Thinking about it this way, Aunt Yang asked the most crucial question: "Hua Wu, can't you forgive them for hiding the truth?"

Hearing this, Hua Wu raised her head suddenly, her expression stunned.

unforgivable?No, it's just that I can't accept that the extremely close relationship for more than half a year is fake, and I can't accept that I am not the biological brother of my brothers.

Seeing his confused eyes, Aunt Yang sighed, moved a chair and sat beside him, and said softly, "Do you like them?"

Hua Wu was taken aback, "Which type do you like?"

Aunt Yang was even more stunned, "Is there a category for liking?" After saying that, she immediately sensed something, "Wait, Hua Wu, do they have other thoughts about you?"

Hua Wu said very honestly: "Seventh brother said he likes me, not between brothers."

These words struck Aunt Yang's heart like a bolt of lightning without warning, and she stood up abruptly, unable to recover from the shock for a long time.

Aunt Yang's very surprised reaction also scared Hua Wu, and he quickly went to help her, "Aunt Yang? What's wrong with you, Aunt Yang?"

After a while, Aunt Yang finally digested the message and rubbed her brows, "It's okay, Hua Wu, please sit down."

Hua Wu, who was afraid of irritating her again, immediately sat down and raised her face obediently.

Aunt Yang thought over and over again, since they are not related by blood, it is not too hard to accept their thoughts on Hua Wu, but... she looked at Shang Hua Wu's clean and clear eyes, and asked seriously: "Hua Wu, Have you accepted that person's feelings?"

Hua Wu said: "No, I don't have romantic feelings for Seventh Brother." He paused for a moment, his voice soft; "...It's better to say, I don't have such feelings for anyone."

"Why?" Aunt Yang sat down.

Hua Wu raised her eyes and looked at her, "I don't have this kind of feeling, it's too difficult to miss only one person all my life like my mother."

Aunt Yang was startled, remembering that when she was a child, whenever her best friend couldn't hold on and collapsed, the child would hide behind the door and watch secretly. It must be the pain of her best friend that left a deep impression on him.

Thinking about her words, Aunt Yang said slowly, "Hua Wu thinks your mother's love is very bitter, right?"

Seeing him nodding his head resolutely, Aunt Yang laughed: "It's not like that. Your mother loves that person very much. Although sometimes she feels pain, but more of it is happiness. Except for you, this feeling has given her a lot to live on. Great motivation, love is like a dish, it contains ups and downs, and only you know the taste. Maybe others see her love as bitter, but to her, it is an indelible relationship.”

Hua Wu looked bewildered, and murmured: "Is mother happy?"

"What do you think?"

Hua Wu blinked, and her mother's satisfied smile before she died gradually appeared in front of her eyes. She was indeed happy...without any reconciliation, without any regrets, her mother left with that feeling that remained unchanged from the beginning to the end.

Looking at those pure and clear eyes, Aunt Yang patted his arm and said with a smile: "Hua Wu, think about it carefully, do you want to be with someone for a lifetime? If so, Then this is your love, don't be afraid of it, accept it bravely."

After this conversation, Hua Wu's sad and disappointed emotions were obviously transferred a lot.After much consideration, Aunt Yang decided not to talk about those brothers for the time being.

And Hua Wu stayed in the room all day, lost in thought, and a certain handsome face kept flashing in his mind.

Could it be...he likes brother?

作者有话要说：卡文了啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊TAT两篇文都卡了，今天删删写写憋出这章OTL

Because I lost my mind, I have a new brain hole...Hide my face, and open this article first↓↓↓

Tentative copy:

"Every day, press for drafts and press for drafts! God let my editor go through time!"

Because of the author's words, Fang suddenly transmigrated into "The Feast of Race". This book tells the story of the only human male protagonist who flirts with girls and fights the boss all the way. The system tells him: "You must replace the male protagonist to fight the boss." (Attack) defeat (slightly) boss."

So Fang Mo, who thought his golden finger was from the perspective of God, was sucked and sucked by blood bosses, slapped by demon bosses, killed by elf bosses, and the plot was changed by the author who is still serializing.

Fang Mo: "..."

#The whole world will pit me#