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In the morning, Jiang Huan answered a phone call. After hesitating for a while, he said to Song Huaizhun, "Brother, I have something to tell you."

"Yes." Song Huaizhun spread out the quilt.

"Well... I was planning to talk about it in a few days, but I didn't expect it to be earlier. I can't accompany you for the New Year. I will go to Canada with my mother to celebrate the New Year with my grandparents." Jiang Huan said.

"How many days?"

"Two weeks."

Song Huaizhun frowned: "There are only more than 20 days of winter vacation in the second year of high school, and you have to leave for more than 10 days at once?"

"Yeah, the last time I saw my grandparents was a year ago, this time I will stay a few more days during the Chinese New Year, brother, don't be unhappy." Jiang Huan said.

"I'm not unhappy." Song Huaizhun walked out of the bedroom, sat on the sofa, and picked up a book to read.

Jiang Huan snatched away Song Huaizhun's book, "He said he was not unhappy, and his face was pulled down."

Song Huaizhun took back the book again, "That's how I look."

Jiang Huan threw himself on Song Huaizhun, "Don't be upset, can't I reward you when you come back?"

Song Huaizhun moved the book aside, "I have to choose the reward myself."

"Okay, okay, brother, you can say whatever you want."

Song Huaizhun hooked his hands, signaling Jiang Huan to come closer.

Jiang Huan approached Song Huaizhun, Song Huaizhun whispered something in Jiang Huan's ear.

Jiang Huan's face slowly turned red, it was especially touching for a serious person like brother to speak flirtatious words.

What Song Huaizhun said was "Fuck you?"

Jiang Huan didn't say yes or no, just blushing there.

"If you don't speak, it will be regarded as your agreement." Song Huaizhun said, and started to read again after speaking.

Jiang Huan sat next to Song Huaizhun and took out his mobile phone, and searched for Crispy Duck Men and Men on the search engine. His face turned green and then pale, and he gasped from time to time and made all kinds of strange noises.

Song Huaizhun snatched Jiang Huan's phone, and knew what Jiang Huan was looking for without looking at the content, "Don't worry, you can just lie down, and I'll take care of everything."

Jiang Huan smiled sheepishly, took back his phone, and began to watch boring programs.

After a while he asked, "Brother, have you...have any experience?"

Song Huaizhun frowned, "What do you think?"

I don't know how far you and your ex-boyfriend have gone.

The more Jiang Huan thought about it, the angrier he became, but he was one step too late for making Liang Qing and Song Huaizhun childhood sweethearts.Song Huaizhun, you are not honest, do I have to ask you about this kind of thing?Can't you just speak up yourself?

"What about you?" Song Huaizhun asked back.

Jiang Huan sat up at once, "I have never touched any other man's hand except you!"

"I'm talking about women." Song Huaizhun said.

"Oh," Jiang Huan went back paralyzed, "What do you think?" Jiang Huan imitated Song Huaizhun.

Song Huaizun squinted at Jiang Huan for a while, then suddenly laughed, picked up the book and continued reading.

Jiang Huan was confused by the laughter, "Brother, what are you laughing at?"

Song Huaizhun said, "It's nothing."

"Brother, why are you so boring? Tell me, what are you laughing at?"

"You really want me to tell you?"

"Say!"

Song Huaizhun smiled again, "If you kiss you, your eyes will go straight, if you touch you, you will tremble all over, standard..."

"Okay!" Jiang Huan interrupted, "I know what you want to say, this topic is over."

Jiang Huan quickly turned his back and concentrated on looking at his phone, lest Song Huaizhun tease him again.

The next day when the plane took off, Jiang Huan suddenly felt something strange in his heart.

For the first time, he has someone he likes on this land, and they will soon be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, at the two ends of the earth.Although the moon is the same moon, the sky is still the same sky, but he can't see him, can't touch him, and even his heart seems to be missing a corner...

Fuck, when did he write poetry? !

He turned his face to the window and smiled to himself for a while.Seeing her son's shoulders shaking, Jiang Ma quickly patted him: "Son, why are you crying?"

Jiang Huan turned his head and said, "I'm laughing, I'm laughing!"

The plane landed at around 2:3 pm local time, and Song Huaizhun's side should have been around [-]:[-] am.Jiang Huan hesitated for a moment, and sent a WeChat message to Song Huaizhun.

Jiang Huan: I got off the plane, let me tell my brother.After leaving the airport, take a taxi to grandma's house, and we will be there when you wake up.

Song Huai replied in no time.

Song Huaizhun: Okay, be careful, and remember to tell me when you arrive.

Didn't sleep?Or hear the phone ringing right away?

Brother's work and rest are very regular, that is, he will return as soon as he hears the phone ringing.Brother didn't turn off the phone, just waiting for his WeChat.

Jiang Huan's heart is sweet, although thousands of rivers and mountains are separated, as long as brother cares about him, no matter how far away.Thanks to modern technology, it can be said that a marriage of thousands of miles is connected by a thread, hey.

Actually, ever since Song Huaijia dropped out of school and started on the P2P road, Song Huaizhun never turned off the phone again. He was always afraid that Song Huaijia would cause trouble, so he turned it on 24 hours a day.Once, he overslept and turned off his mobile phone when he woke up during a holiday. He was so scared that he broke out in a sweat, so he quickly charged it, and even made a special call to confirm Song Huaijia's safety before he was relieved.Since then, he has a perverted obsession with turning on the phone and battery power.

But tonight Song Huai was really waiting for Jiang Huan to land. He calculated the time and put his phone next to his pillow. Although he went to bed on time, he woke up as soon as Jiang Huan's WeChat message arrived.Nothing else, Jiang Huan is quite a big man, and Jiang Ma is with him, he has nothing to worry about, but he just can't help but wonder where he is and what he is doing.

The house without Jiang Huan was too quiet.

His family members are all quiet characters. It turned out that even if all four of them were at home, it would be difficult to make a big disturbance.Jiang Huan is different, he is poor and active, he has to laugh non-stop while lying on the sofa and playing with his mobile phone.There is never a lonely place with him.

The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and Song Huaizhun is going to do a big cleaning.When my mother was still there, she took the family to clean up. Later, when my mother was gone, my father took him and my brother to clean up. Later, my father lost his brother and took him. Now, it is only him.

Song Huaizhun wiped every corner of the house carefully with a wet rag soaked in disinfectant.

This home that has lived in for more than ten years has many good memories. He is lucky to have a cheerful and generous mother and a meticulous and gentle father. Everywhere he wipes, he can recall a paragraph about this thing. good memories.And in the past six months, the good memories were covered by new ones, and the old ones were sealed deep in his heart. He would never forget them, and would bring them out to reminisce from time to time.But what he has experienced now and what he looks forward to in the future will be a new beauty.

Because of the new mattress that Jiang Huan bought, the new slippers for Jiang Huan, the new water cup on the dining table, the new towels, toothbrushes, facial cleanser in the bathroom, all kinds of Jiang Huan’s clothes in the closet... Jiang Huan’s family more and more things.

He took off the sofa cover and was about to wash it, but when he was halfway through it, he suddenly pulled out a flowered sock from the seam of the sofa.This style has a strong Jiang Huan style.

Holding up the colorful socks, he couldn't laugh or cry, took out his mobile phone to take a picture, and sent a WeChat message to Jiang Huan.

Song Huaizhun: Your missing socks have been found.

At this time, Song Huaizhun's time was around 3:2 p.m., while Jiang Huan was at [-]:[-] a.m. Jiang Huan probably just fell asleep.

I usually send a WeChat message to Jiang Huan without replying in seconds, and now this situation makes people quite uncomfortable.

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On the 29th day of the lunar calendar, Song Huaijia came back, and brought back a lot of things in large and small bags. When he was going to the bedroom to change clothes, he suddenly found that his bed was gone, replaced by a double bed.

"Song Huaizhun, where's my bed?" Song Huaijia asked.

"Sold." Song Huaizhun said.

"Huh? Don't you have enough money?" Song Huaijia asked.After asking, I laughed, how much the old bed can be sold for, and I bought a new one.

Song Huaizhun gave Song Huaijia a blank look, "Do you have a brain?"

"Then where should I sleep tonight?" Song Huaijia asked.

"This is our two-bedroom house," Song Huaizhun said.

Song Huaijia looked at the parents' room next door, "Didn't you let me live?"

"I don't want to share a bed with you." Song Huaizhun said.

Song Huaijia walked into her parents' room, the room was cleaned up very clean, and the layout inside was basically the same as it was a few years ago, but if you look closely, the sheets and quilts were all replaced with new ones, the plain ones, not the style of the past. up.

"You even specially bought me new sheets, thank you." Song Huaijia said with a smile.

Song Huaizhun ignored him.

Song Huaijia put the luggage in the master bedroom, and then put the dried fruits and other things she bought on the coffee table in the living room.

Song Huaizhun took a glance, "Why are you showing these things, no one is here?"

Song Huaijia waved and said, "Aren't I human? Are you not human?"

Song Huaijia thought that Song Huaizhun was going to start teasing him again, and he had already planned to show his elder brother's demeanor during the Chinese New Year and let his younger brother go, but Song Huaizhun didn't speak, and kept looking down at his phone.

Song Huaijia peeled an orange and handed it to Song Huaizhun, "This orange is so sweet, eat one."

Song Huaizhun glanced at Song Huaijia and took the orange.

Eh?The younger brother has grown up, and he has been home for half an hour, but the younger brother didn't hate him!

Song Huaijia also peeled an orange for herself, and sat next to Song Huaizhun cheekily, scanning Song Huaizhun's phone from the corner of her eye while eating the orange.

"Hey! Good guy, this young man!"

Song Huaizun glanced at his brother, but didn't speak, and continued to watch the video Jiang Huan sent him.

Jiang Huan and his family went skiing. Jiang Huan is very good at skiing. He skates on the advanced track and can do somersaults.

The video was recorded by Jiang Ma, and it was mixed with Jiang Ma's yelling like a star chasing girl.

"Your friend?" Song Huaijia asked.

"Yes." Song Huaizhun replied.

"The relationship is so good?"

"Ok?"

"You smile very...kindly." Song Huaijia said.

Song Huai didn't think he was laughing, he had a straight face.

"A man, I thought it was a woman." When Jiang Huan took off the goggles, Song Huaijia said disappointedly, "I thought the double bed was bought for him."

The double bed was bought for him.

Of course, there is no need to tell Song Huaijia this.

Song Huaizhun ate three oranges in a row, then looked at Song Huaizhun and said, "Brother, what shall we have for dinner?"

Song Huaijia's culinary skills were limited to pouring all the ingredients into a pot or frying, stewing or boiling, so Song Huaizhun made dinner.

The dinner is quite rich, with three dishes and one soup, but all the dishes are spicy except for the soup.

"When did you eat it so spicy?" Song Huaijia's ability to eat spicy food is average. Today's spiciness is on the verge of his ability to accept it, but it tastes good, and his younger brother cooks it himself, so he ate it with snot and tears.

I haven't lived with my brother for a long time, and my brother has changed.I didn't set the table and chopsticks before the meal, let myself live in the master bedroom of my parents, the food was much spicy, and I didn't lose my temper with myself today.

"How many people will take the final exam?" Song Huaijia asked.

"30." Song Huaizhun answered briefly.

"Well, yes, if you rank 30 in your high school, you will definitely be able to pass the university entrance examination." Song Huaijia said, "Do you have any ideas about which school to enter?"

Song Huaizhun hesitated for a moment and said, "Not yet."

"Hmm, don't worry, think again in the third year of high school. If you don't know which school is good, I'll ask you." Song Huaijia said.

"Ah."

Song Huaizhun didn't tell Song Huaijia the truth. He had a target school and a target major, but he didn't want to say it. Once he said it, his brother would know why he was admitted to a medical university.He didn't want to mention these things when it was Chinese New Year's Eve.

The author has something to say: 1. Disclaimer: This mature author has no virgin/female plot.But there is a serious emotional virginity plot, that is, your first love, your last love, and the only person you love is preferably me. Is there anyone like me?

2. That's why I can't read the avatar essay, widowed spouse essay, and white moonlight essay.

3. Everyone knows that Liang Qing is an oolong.

4. Song Huai let this person go, everything you think about is the eighteenth bend of the mountain road, Jiang Huan, hurry up and infect your husband with happiness