Hands Can Pick Stars [Rebirth]

After going to the hospital, Wen Baiyu fell into a drowsy sleep until night.

The concussion required a week of rest. Wen Shirong drove to bring Wen Baiyu's schoolbag back, and asked the class teacher for leave.

Wen Baiyu was lying on his little bed, and could vaguely hear voices talking outside.

It was probably after school time, Wen Baisang came back with his schoolbag on his back, and saw Yu Shuchen sitting in the living room.

It was rare for Yu Shuchen not to turn on his mobile phone to play games, but to write quickly on the exercise book with a pencil in his hand.

"Skipping class?" She threw her schoolbag and Yu Shuchen's schoolbag on the sofa.

Yu Shuchen didn't seem to hear, and was still doing calculations with a pencil.

Wen Baisang poured a large glass of water and drank it in three gulps.

When she put down the water glass, she accidentally glanced at it. It was not a high school homework.

"Why are you doing your homework for Xing Xing? Where are the Xing Xing people?" Wen Baisang looked around but didn't see anyone.

She sat down and was a little puzzled for a while: "I saw you in physical education class. I was called by the teacher to the office to help me and I couldn't see you after I came back. Did you skip class together?"

She deliberately lowered her voice for the next three words.

Wen Shirong only went to the second row of junior high school when he went to school, and Wen Baisang devoted himself to studying and rarely cared about the messy things in the campus forum, so he didn't know what happened in the afternoon.

Yu Shuchen put a finger in front of his lips, and said softly: "Hold down, the stars are sleeping inside."

Ye Qian also came out of the kitchen and greeted Wen Baisang.

"Sangsang, help mom wash the dishes."

Wen Baisang went inside to wash the vegetables.Ye Qian told her softly and carefully what happened in the afternoon in the kitchen.

When she came out, the expression on her face was very complicated. She didn't know that the relationship between the two of them had grown so much unconsciously.

What happened in the afternoon, even her real sister didn't inform her...

She was relieved that her silly brother really had another brother to love from now on, but she also felt a bit sour that her beloved brother was about to be snatched away.

Wen Baisang is more favored than Wen Baiyu at home, probably she is a girl, and her parents take extra care of her.

She has developed a very self-discipline. Although she doesn't take too much care of her younger brother, in her heart, her younger brother has always been different.

After all, her brother turned out to be hers.

"Xing Xing went to the hospital in the afternoon, why didn't anyone inform me?" Wen Baisang still felt bitter, and wanted her sister to accompany her to the hospital no matter what.

Yu Shuchen didn't raise his head: "Are you going to leave school with Xing Xing on your back?"

Wen Baisang waved his hand, and said casually: "What's the matter, I carried the stars on my back when I was young."

Yu Shuchen laughed: "But Xing Xing has grown up, and in a year or two, he should be taller than you."

Wen Baisang put his bag on his back, intending to put it in the study, and smiled, "Are you so considerate?"

She walked two steps and turned back, unwilling to say: "Are you trying to grab the stars from me?"

Yu Shuchen put down his pen, leaned his body on the back of the sofa, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and hugged his arms. The whole person was lazy, and he half-jokingly said, "Your brother is my brother, isn't it?"

Hearing this kind of speech, Wen Baisang almost vomited out the water he just drank.

She made a retching look, her brows seemed to be knotted, "What are you kidding?"

Her suspicious eyes cast down like a huge net, almost engulfing the person on the sofa.

Eyes narrowed slightly: "Also, you don't really take this ridiculous doll kiss seriously, do you?"

After a while, he seemed to have swallowed several dead flies again, his pupils were wide open, "You...you don't like me, do you?"

She saw her own reflection on the glass cabinet door of the shelf in the living room, as if she had suddenly opened up the two veins of Ren and Du.

Without waiting for Yu Shuchen to speak, she continued on her own: "Oh...! I understand, a peerless beauty like me who is loved by everyone, is coveted by everyone."

She pretended to be magnanimous and patted him on the shoulder and smiled, "I understand you, but please also remember, Miss Ben, I'm not interested in your..."

All the water Yu Shuchen had just drank was contributed to the floor with a "poof", and he suddenly coughed earth-shatteringly.

In the end, it still choked the throat.

He just felt the creeps all over his body, shaking his hands and coughing intermittently, and said, "Cough... Do you think I eat spicy food..."

Wen Baisang is very generous: "It's okay, it's not shameful to like a beautiful woman like me."

Yu Shuchen rolled his eyes towards the sky: "Then...cough, I must be...blind."

Wen Baiyu got off the bed, and could only vaguely hear the two people in the living room talking about words such as "baby kiss" and "like me".

His heart was up and down, and the belief in his heart was shaking like an aftershock that hadn't passed yet.

If, assuming such an if, Yu Shuchen really likes his sister so much...

Maybe he could try to help the two of them get together?

But as soon as this idea came out, he was distracted by his somewhat chaotic thoughts.

In his previous life, before his sister planned to get married, he once jokingly asked her.

He remembered that he said: "I thought my sister would marry my sister...that is, brother Yu Shuchen, my baby's relative."

How did my sister answer back then?

He remembered that his sister laughed while choosing the style of the wedding dress: "You are younger than me, but you are more traditional than me."

"Xiao Chen is pretty good, but he's not suitable for me." She finally chose a tube top style, which could reveal her delicate collarbone and beautiful back.

"We've been together for so long, seeing each other is like seeing myself in the mirror. I don't have any familiar surprises. The embarrassing things about him when I was young, and the embarrassing things about me when I was young, are well known to each other. No matter what happens, there will be no love."

Wen Baiyu leaned against the side of the bed and rested for a while. The concussion condition eased a bit, but he still felt a little stuffy in his chest.

"Would it be impossible to produce love if we get along for too long?" He said to himself.

Probably because of the relationship first, not only did Yu Shuchen not get farther and farther away in my heart every day, but the three words Yu Shuchen were like a strong magnet, attracting me to explore and get closer. .

He opened the door and went out, outside the door Wen Baisang and Yu Shuchen hadn't chatted anymore.

Each occupied the two ends of the coffee table, and no one paid attention to the other, just like two points that never intersect.

Wen Baiyu didn't know whether he sighed heavily or took a deep breath, his heart seemed to be soaked in mixed fruit juice, and he could taste all the flavors without distinguishing them.

They really don't fit together.

Yu Shuchen turned his head when he heard the sound of Wen Baiyu opening the door.

It happened that Ye Qian was wearing a long apron, came out with two plates of fried vegetables in her hands, put them on the dining table beside her, and called out "star".

Yu Shuchen stood up from the stool and touched Wen Baiyu's forehead.

Wen Baiyu was startled for a moment, with a dull expression on his face, as if his soul had gone out of his body, and he could only hear Yu Shuchen's deep voice above his head——

"How does little Xingxing feel now? Is your head still dizzy?"

Wen Baiyu's soul was pulled back to the world by this sound, and he shook his head lightly.

Ye Qian put down the plate and asked him, "Are you hungry? Mom has cooked your favorite dishes. You can eat some later."

They finished what Wen Baisang wanted to say, so they could only call Wen Baiyu to sit beside her.

"Xing Xing, come here and let my sister see your injury."

Wen Baiyu obediently walked over, passed by Yu Shuchen's side, and saw the familiar pencil case and homework books spread out on the coffee table.

Next to it was a dozen drafts, which were filled with the steps to solve the problems in his math workbook.

Ye Qian brought out all the dishes: "Xing Xing, the doctor said that you should rest for two weeks and not use your brain too much. Are you going to school, or resting at home for a week?"

Wen Baiyu glanced at his math homework book, hesitated for a while and decided to go back to class.

Ye Qian's face was full of worry, because she was afraid that he would use his brain too much while studying.

"It's okay, Mom, the knowledge in the textbook has been taught long ago. Now every class is to check the homework and answers, and repeatedly explain the key points of the knowledge. It basically doesn't take much effort."

Except math.

He glanced at Yu Shuchen who continued to help solve the problem in the draft book.

But now, it doesn't seem to be too much trouble.

Wen Baisang glanced at the two of them, found it interesting, and joked: "The writing is more positive than my own homework."

It sounded like something else, and she beamed at Wen Baiyu, "Xing Xing, you may not even know it, don't think he's writing your homework with skill now."

Wen Baisang ignored Yu Shuchen's hinting eyes, and seemed very interested, "The way to deal with my homework is to ignore it, hand in blank papers every day, and make the head teacher so angry that the hairline has moved back a little these days. .”

"Pfft", Wen Baiyu was very supportive.

Holding the water glass in his hand, he thought to himself, the only way to get mad at the head teacher is that the two of them are quite alike.

Wen Baiyu's head was still a little dizzy, and he didn't eat much, so he was perfunctory to his stomach.

After eating, he drowsily went to climb the little bed next to the bed.

Yu Shuchen was guarding below, with both hands outstretched, Xuxu guarding his side, always afraid that his feet would slip or fall off.

He stepped on the third step without any risk. At the last step, he needed his right foot to push the whole person into the bed. Unfortunately, his hands and feet were weak and he didn't eat much. His right foot softened and his body leaned back. Half of her body was supported by the arms that were climbing on the railing beside the bed, barely stabilizing her.

Yu Shuchen below was startled, and quickly supported his hip with his hands.

Wen Baiyu's bewildered soul was completely awakened by this slip, his eyes widened, and after he climbed into the bed, he thought of that scorching hand belatedly.

His face turned red, he ignored his head, and hid under the quilt like a slippery loach.

There is something like a huge drum in the left atrium, and it beats "dongdongdong" out of order.

Yu Shuchen was shocked, and seeing his shy look, he recalled it a little bit. He only thought it was the self-esteem and shyness of adolescent children.

His eyes were bent, and the corners of the eyes with upward hooks seemed to form a line with the long and curved eyelashes.

He laughed: "Xing Xing has grown up and knows how to be shy."

It should not be entrusted casually.

However, he stood by the bed and thought about it.

The hand feeling of lifting it up is soft and Q-elastic.

not bad.

The author has something to say: My brother will definitely not let Xiao Xingxing suffer, but the degree of follow-up (in the later chapters) is actually almost the same in my brother's cognition, but it does not include the enemy's crazy crime~ So in the end, Chen Feng... …

Anyone who has read my previous books will know that what I write is basically love at first sight, and the relationship will be determined soon, but this one is special, and the relationship will be slower. Let us read the different from the previous ones. Thank you for your support all the way.

This book is bullish, so it may not be as good as the last one, but I will finish it carefully. I really like the stars, so I will write this book slowly, and the length should be longer than the previous ones. .

In fact, my writing style has always been like this. Narrative and lyrical go hand in hand. Maybe some cuties who like fast-paced and plot-heavy things will not like it. It doesn't matter if you don't like it, but we must have a good time together, thank you everyone.

I don’t know whether my writing has improved in everyone’s eyes, but I have reviewed the first book until now, and found many shortcomings, and I try to avoid it in the new writing, so I hope that people who like my story In the hearts of the cuties, I am making progress!

thank you all!