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In the evening, the sky became gloomy, and when it was time to go to sleep, dark clouds gathered outside the window, and it seemed that it was going to rain.

"Boom—"

The little bird was spreading its wings and sleeping soundly in its own nest, when it was startled suddenly by the thunder, and opened its eyes in a daze.

Immediately afterwards, a bright light flashed in the room, and there was another "bang", and the little bird was frightened and stood stiff in place, not daring to move.

The sound of the rain outside the house seemed to drown the city, which made the half-grown cub quite insecure. He shrank himself into the nest, covering his head with his little wings.

Because of his high vigilance, Feng Ran has always been a light sleeper, when the first thunder rang, he also woke up, opened the curtains and looked at the sky outside.

Feng Ran's hair was also uncommonly disheveled, his brows were slightly frowned, but the aura around him was imperceptibly weakened.

Xiao Feijiu secretly huddled in his nest and watched him, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Feng Ran lay down, intending to continue to sleep, but suddenly found a round and soft thing in the bed.

The little bird curled up in the quilt and shivered, its wings covering its eyes and ears, twisting and twisting, trying to drill deeper, like a rabbit digging a hole.

As long as I can't see you, you can't see me!

His delusion was shattered by the cool touch on the back of his neck, and he was caught in front of him by Feng Ran.

Xiao Feijiu looked at Feng Ran anxiously, Doudou's eyes glowed slightly in the dark environment, and he gave a weak "chirp", the whole bird was listless.

Feng Ran thought for a while, and took out another blanket from the storage box next to him.

His voice was a little hoarse: "Are you sleeping next to me?"

Feng Ran was willing to take him in on the bed, Xiao Feijiu was already thankful, how could he be picky, he got into the bed next to him with a "swoosh".

There is a slight bulge in the small blanket, which cannot be seen at first glance.

Seeing that the little fur ball under the blanket was still trembling slightly, Feng Ran released a little mental power to wrap him around, and stretched out a hand to cover Qiu Yu's small body.

The little body under the blanket was warm, and after realizing that he was wrapped in the breath of liking, he finally stopped shaking, and rubbed Feng Ran's fingers through the blanket.

After a while, Qiu Yu's breathing gradually became steady.

Feng Ran was about to fall asleep, when suddenly he felt a kick from the little thing under his hand, and his hand was slightly arched.

He didn't pay attention, and realized that Little Fatty Jiu was fast asleep, so he stretched out his hand back.

After a while, Feng Ran suddenly felt his waist cool down, the quilt bulged, and a soft little thing got in.

Feng Ran felt helpless and stuffed him back into his little blanket, he could also relax his hands and feet in the process, for fear of waking up Qiuqiu.

But it was obvious that he was overthinking, the little fat bird kicked his feet and slept contentedly, and rubbed his little head against Feng Ran's finger.

Seeing him settle down, Yan Ran closed his eyes.

On the second day, Qiu Yu opened his eyes first, and found that he was leaning on a warm body, so he dazedly rubbed against his chest.

For a moment, feeling something was wrong with the touch, the little bird cub opened his eyes with a snap, and his face was completely red.

Why...while he was asleep, he sneaked into Feng Ran's blanket?

Just as the little bird cub was about to sneak back into his bed and pretend nothing happened, he saw Feng Ran open his eyes.

Qiu Yu's eyes widened, they were round and round, his eyes could not help but slide down, and he saw Yan Ran's sunken collarbone.

So handsome.

In the next second, a small drop of red was dyed on the quilt.

Feng Ran looked at Qiu Yu in surprise, and said in a rustling voice, "Qiaoqiu, why do you have a nosebleed?"

"Chirp!"

Qiu Yu covered his nose with his wings in a hurry, and his small white wings turned into a picture of red plums and falling snow.

What a loser!

Qiu Yu cried out with a "chirp".

After the thunderstorm, the weather returned to sunny.

Maybe it was because of the nosebleed in the morning, the little bird cub always felt itchy on the tip of his nose.

Feng Ran originally wanted to take Qiu Yu to the hospital, but just as he was about to change his trousers, the cub firmly grabbed him.Seeing his resistance like this, Feng Ran intends to observe again.

"Qiaoqiu, come to eat."

Qiu Yu chirped and walked to the front of the rice bowl, buried his head in it and was eating happily, then suddenly raised his head, looked blankly at the bird biscuit, and turned into a statue of the thinking bird.

"what happened?"

As soon as he came out after washing his hands, Feng Ran saw this scene.

The little bird cub sniffled and slowly widened its eyes.

Feng Ran said "Huh?" and walked forward: "Is there poison in the milk?"

"Ah chirp!"

The sneeze was so hard that even the feathers on the wings exploded. After a while, Qiu Yu felt a lot better in an instant. He turned his head and rubbed against Feng Ran who came up, and continued to drink milk.

After taking two sips, Qiu Yu sneezed again.

"you caught a cold?"

Feng Ran was afraid that the little bird would get sick, so he still wanted to take him to the hospital, but his trousers were firmly held in his mouth again. Qiu Yu shook his head and said firmly, "Chirp!"

don't go!

Feng Ran accommodated him, and touched his head with his fingers: "Okay, remember to call me if you feel uncomfortable."

At night, Qiu Yu started to suffer from a headache, which was tolerable at first, but then his consciousness became hazy, and he looked at the things in front of him as if separated by a layer of veil.

After Feng Ran wiped the jiojio for him, Qiu Yu went back to sleep in the den with the steps of a drunk bird.

……

Qiu Yu found in a daze that he had returned to that body, holding a certificate of exaggerated size in his hand.

The teenager seemed to have put it on the table unintentionally, with big characters facing the door, it said "Congratulations to Qiu Yu for getting No. 1 in the practical class".

After finishing this, he ran upstairs to play games.

"Qiu Yu!"

It's my brother's voice.

Qiu Yu raised his voice in response, and then accelerated the speed of playing the game.

On the computer screen, a bronze-skinned two-meter-long man ambush behind the haystack, set up a gun and shot the last three people. With the blood splattered, he successfully ate chicken.

Qiu Yu ran downstairs "tat-tat-tat", but saw three people sitting in the living room.

"Big Brother, Second Brother, Feng...Senior Feng."

The young man paused, his face "coaxed" to heat up.

Feng Ran on the other side nodded, as a greeting to him.

Putting the certificate there, I originally wanted my family to boast, but seeing Feng Ran was there, Qiu Yu was extremely embarrassed.

Qiu Sheng picked up the certificate, and he was usually unsmiling and said "Yes": "There are so many people in the military academy, and they can get the first place in a single subject. Xiao Yu is very good."

"That's not enough," Qiu Cheng on the side was even more exaggerated, and stepped forward to pat Qiu Yu on the shoulder, "See, the iron wall is solid."

As he spoke, he raised Qiu Yu's white wrist and shook it, laughing until he couldn't see his eyes: "This, an iron fist the size of a sandbag."

"So, as soon as we Xiaoyu went to the examination room, we frightened the group of people so much that they didn't dare to move. Who would dare to take the first place!"

Originally, Qiu Yu was used to the way his family spoke, so he always had to quarrel with his two elder brothers.

But when he thought of Feng Ran standing there, he felt a little uncomfortable.

He bit his lip, made himself look casual, put his hands in his pockets and said, "I'm just taking the test casually, big brother and second brother don't boast."

After leaving this sentence, he went back to the house, leaving Qiu Sheng and Qiu Cheng looking at each other in blank dismay.

After playing two games, Qiu Yu touched his face.

Very good, the heat just now has dropped.

But when he thought that Feng Ran was still in the living room, he didn't want to go downstairs.

The young master was too lazy to think deeply, so he simply and rudely attributed this strange emotion to "hate".

The little ball in his body was very dissatisfied, and even wanted to seize control of his body, and went downstairs to blow a rainbow fart to Feng Ran.

He is obviously such a good person, how could anyone hate him?

Losing a game, feeling irritable, the bedroom door was knocked suddenly.

Qiu Yu thought it was the aunt at home who came to clean up the house, so he raised his voice and shouted: "Please come in!"

It's burning.

He is very tall, at least 185 or above. When standing at the door, half of his body was hidden in the light, and he was in a trance, unable to discern his expression.

"You're not too happy?" He cut straight to the point, with a cool voice, "Why?"

He had just adjusted, and when he saw him, Qiu Yu's heart beat faster again, and there was a clamoring sound in his ears for a moment, but it soon returned to silence.

He stopped breathing, pinched his brows, and the boy's voice was clear and pleasant: "No reason, thank you that day."

When it was time for actual combat, he realized how useful what Feng Ran taught him that day.

The competition in the military academy was fierce, and if it wasn't for him, he wouldn't have gotten such good grades.

Feng Ran smiled, the corners of his lips curled up, his posture was leisurely, like a cold pine tree.

He rarely showed such an expression, Qiu Yu was used to his expressionless face, and was stunned for a moment.

Not to mention, he's pretty handsome.

He quickly blocked the redundant thoughts in his heart, and said in a bad tone: "Is there anything else?"

"Qiu Yu," Feng Ran pondered for a moment, then said, "You don't need to compare yourself with anyone, just being yourself is the best."

Qiu Yu instantly understood that he was comforting himself.

This guy is really meticulous.

For Qiu Yu, Feng Ran is "other people's child", the brother of the eldest brother and the second brother.

Although the two families have a close relationship and the age gap caused them to lack contact, the young master grew up hearing this name since he was a child.

For some inexplicable reason, Qiu Yu insisted on applying for the military academy, and Feng Ran became a senior. Putting this name in the military academy is an unsurpassable myth.

Qiu Yu took a deep breath, bowed his head and said "Got it", then looked at the computer screen and said, "Is there anything else? If it's okay, I'll continue playing games."

After saying that, the young master felt a little regretful, he felt that it was too impolite for him to say so.

But since the original intention was to drive him away, it wouldn't matter if he let him see his bad side.

The boy's side face was very delicate, and the corners of his lips drooped slightly, showing that the owner was not that happy.

Feng Ran, who is good at observing words and expressions, didn't seem to notice his emotions this time, and suddenly asked, "Can you play for?"

Qiu Yu said "Huh?" He vaguely remembered that his second brother said that Feng Ran was quite a beast when he played games.

This is a very popular shooting game. Qiu Yu doesn't play much, but he has already reached the master level.

Feng Ran lowered his gaze: "I don't know how to play, and I'm always pushed out by others, can you teach me?"

When he said this, his eyes drooped, looking a little pitiful.

Second brother's information is wrong?

The inexplicable vanity made Qiu Yu nod, and lazily said, "Of course, add a friend?"

"it is good."

……

"Ball ball, ball ball!"

In a trance, there seemed to be an anxious voice calling him.

But Qiu Yu was too uncomfortable, as if someone put him on the fire for barbecue, and it seemed that someone had bitten his wings, and his whole body was burned into pieces.

"Do you have any idea?"

Seeing the little bird cub unconsciously smacked twice, Feng Ran frowned, and asked Tang Jiawen beside him: "What's wrong with him?"

In the middle of the night, Feng Ran suddenly heard Qiu Yu's cry of pain. He opened his eyes, and saw Xiao Feijiu was wrapped in a ball of flames.

When Feng Ran tried to reach out to grab him, the flame on Qiu Yu's body suddenly went out, and the whole little bird fell into a deep sleep.

Guessing that this should not be an ordinary illness, Yan Ran sent him to the research institute overnight.

The instrument on one side was beeping "Dididi", monitoring Qiu Yu's brainwaves, when suddenly, large fluctuations appeared on the display screen.

"Look!"

Tang Jiawen's eyes widened, and he pointed at the display screen: "Look, he is growing!"

"The current him..." Tang Jiawen carefully observed the data on the screen, his voice became excited, "he has the mind of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy."

In the container, Xiao Feijiu seemed to have calmed down. Compared with the pained expression just now, he turned over and spread his little wings, and even smacked his lips, which was very pleasant.

"Just now the instrument showed that his brain waves are extremely disordered, but now it's normal," Tang Jiawen breathed a long sigh of relief, "He'll wake up soon!"