I want to be your white moonlight

"Brother Huo." Lin Xiang followed his elder brother's example and observed many times.How much should the corners of the mouth be turned when smiling, the peach blossom eyes are slightly squinted, the eyebrows are raised upwards, and then he pinches Huo Sirong's arm familiarly and naturally.

That's what Lin Yan did. The only difference is that Huo Sirong has always maintained a friendship with Lin Yan.

Lin Yan is a straight man, Huo Sirong doesn't have the guts to throw Lin Yan on the bed.

Lin Xiang thought, when did he find out that Huo Sirong actually liked his brother?Oh, it was also the summer vacation of the third year of high school. Lin Xiang came home late from a party with his friends, and Huo Sirong scolded him: "You are indeed not as good as your brother, you don't obey the rules!"

Lin Xiang tossed and turned, thinking all night. Over the years, Huo Sirong spent a lot of money on Lin Yan, sending him abroad for further studies, customizing expensive handmade dresses for his graduation ceremony, and throwing away Lin Yan's words for Lin Yan. After work, he traveled across the ocean to celebrate his birthday with him.

It turned out that Huo Sirong loved Lin Yan so much that he wanted Lin Xiang to be a shield.

It's so fucking bad.

Lin Xiang closed his eyes wearily.

Lin Xiang regretted saying "I know you like brother", the temperature in the car dropped sharply, Huo Sirong withdrew from his body, his eyes were serious as if he wasn't the one who was in heat just now.Following Huo Sirong's departure, a feeling of emptiness emerged spontaneously. Lin Xiang straightened her clothes and whispered, "I'm sorry, sir."

Wen Yao knocked on the car window and delivered medical alcohol and band-aids.

Huo Sirong wiped the scratches on Lin Xiang's arm with a cotton swab, and then pasted two band-aids in parallel. "Pay [-] to his account." Huo Sirong said to Wen Yao, Wen Yao slightly raised his eyebrows, and took out his mobile phone to transfer the money.

Lin Xiang panicked and said, "No, no, five thousand is enough!"

Huo Sirong got out of the car, went to Lin Xiang's side, and opened the car door for him.

That's what it means to send a guest.

Lin Xiang's cheeks were flushed, and Huo Sirong's legs were opened at an inappropriate angle, and he was a little weak at the moment. He supported the car and walked down, staggering for half a step, barely able to stand still.

Huo Sirong sat back in the back seat without looking at him, and said to Wen Yao, "Let's go."

Lin Xiang pressed the car window and shouted anxiously, "I'm sorry, sir!"

The Porsche spewed out a puff of exhaust and sped away. Lin Xiang ran a few steps after him, and stood there dejectedly. The mobile phone text message reminded that the credit card received a transfer of [-] yuan.

Lin Xiang turned back five thousand, then dragged her body as heavy as lead, back to the door of the emergency room, paid the bill, and sent Qianqian, who was crying in pain, into the operating room.

He Siyuan was very grateful: "Thank you, Lin Zi! I will definitely return the money to you."

Lin Xiang's face turned pale, he seemed to have made Huo Sirong angry, and now he felt uneasy, touching his mobile phone and wanting to call Wen Yao, but he didn't dare, so he just sat on the waiting chair in a daze.

He Siyuan was worried about him: "Lin Zi, what's the matter? Your face is so ugly." Lin Xiang forced a smile, thought for a while, and then cheered up and said: "I'm fine! The probability of children's acute leukemia being cured is very high, you don’t worry."

He Siyuan sighed: "As long as it can be cured, it doesn't matter how much money you spend."

"Qianqian is very happy to have a brother like you." Lin Xiang raised her head, with the back of her head pressed against the cold tile wall, her eyes wandering around. There was a TV hanging in front of the living room, and it was playing an ancient costume that was very popular recently. Lin Xiang took a closer look at the drama, but it was a martial arts movie starring Huo Sirong.

Huo Sirong was dressed in white clothes with fluttering sleeves, his black hair was tied into a ponytail, and a long sword was wrapped in a graceful sword flower.The heroine is imprisoned, and the hero sacrifices blood to heaven.Huo Sirong acted so affectionately in the play, so affectionate that Lin Xiang found it funny.

He Siyuan followed his line of sight and sighed: "Huo Sirong, you are the best in the industry. With the TV movies he participated in, there is no one who is not popular." Huo Sirong plays an important role in the entertainment industry, almost The monument and goal in the hearts of every acting student.He Siyuan and Huo Sirong are half of the same industry, and they admire and envy Huo Sirong.

Lin Xiang thought about it, nodded and said, "It's really amazing."

After finishing speaking, Lin Xiang closed her mouth, thinking wildly for a while, looked at He Siyuan who was anxiously looking towards the operating room, and asked softly, "Old He, can I borrow your sister's bill and take a photo, okay?"

He Siyuan was taken aback for a moment, thinking that Lin Xiang wanted to use the photo as a proof, so that if he didn't pay back the money in the future, his brothers would settle the score.

He Siyuan's heart was blocked immediately, and he said dryly: "I will definitely pay you back, don't worry, I will borrow someone to pay you back."

Lin Xiang shook her head: "That's not what I meant."

He Siyuan sighed, handed him the payment slip, and said nothing.Lin Xiang patted him on the shoulder, took a photo of the payment slip, and then sent the photo to Wen Yao, saying that the money was indeed used to lend a friend for emergency, and he did not use it for other purposes.Lin Xiang waited for a long time, and Wen Yao replied: Mr. understands.

Lin Xiang's heart hanging in his throat dropped slightly.

It won't work if it keeps going on like this, Lin Xiang thought in a daze, if he can't be financially independent, he will never even think about raising his head in front of Huo Sirong.After all, the rich are the bosses, Lin Xiang took a breath of the cool night breeze.

Staying with He Siyuan until the next morning, Lin Xiang went to buy two bowls of hot porridge and a basket of buns.

On Saturday afternoon, the Literary Creation Club had an exchange event. The director of the creative club was his senior sister. The two of them shared a high school, and the senior sister usually took good care of him. Lin Xiang prepared the manuscript in advance for this event. He wanted to go back and read it again. Revise and revise, after all, several big bosses came to the event in the afternoon, Lin Xiang didn't want to embarrass himself in front of the big bosses for the time being.

He Siyuan sent him away with great gratitude, Qianqian's condition improved after the operation, Lin Xiang comforted him a few words, and took the bus back to school.

I met a wretched old man on the road, Yue Mo saw that he was handsome, so he groped him indiscriminately. Lin Xiang turned around and punched the wretched man with an uppercut, and beat up the wretched old man politely. Several passengers sent the dirty old man to the Lin Xiang was delayed for a while on the road at the Zhi'an Pavilion, and it was past ten o'clock in the morning when he returned to school.

Lin Xiang took his notebook to the library to revise the manuscript. After checking the information, he found that he had made a common-sense error in one plot, and nearly [-] words later had to be overturned and rewritten.

The exchange activity started at 02:30 in the afternoon. Lin Xiang glanced at her phone, skipped lunch and nap, and should be able to complete the revision in three and a half hours.

Even on weekends, due to the approach of the exam month, many major students are preparing for the final exam in advance, and there are many people sitting in the library, especially the students of the literature department.

Lin Xiang picked a secluded corner of the library, turned on the laptop and prepared to revise the manuscript.The phone vibrated, Lin Xiang glanced sideways, the caller showed Wen Yao.Lin Xiang turned the mouse uneasily, and the classmate sitting next to him reminded him: "The phone is ringing." Lin Xiang smiled awkwardly, and walked into the bathroom with the phone in his arms: "Brother Wen?"

"Come out for lunch, please, Mr. Huo."

"What's the matter?" Huo Sirong would not invite him to dinner for no reason, Lin Xiang knew that.

"Your brother is back, and flew to Ningbei this morning." Wen Yao asked in surprise, "Don't you know?"

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