Hedgehog and Tiger

He Xinchun, who originally decided to go to the office to sign the contract the next day, chatted with Fang Jinzhi and postponed the matter.He Xinliang didn't come back until noon, and He Chou followed, frowning, not knowing what he was thinking.

"He Chou is here? Drink water and pour it yourself."

He Chou nodded obediently, and ran to the kitchen to get a water glass.

He Xinchun has always been hard-spoken and soft-hearted, saying that he can't get used to his "sister-in-law", so he bought an exclusive water glass for him the next day, and it was the light gray color that matched He Xinliang.

After pouring the water, He Chou heard that He Xinchun was chatting with He Xinliang, so she didn't enter the living room and leaned against the wall to wait for them to finish their chat.

After a while, He Xinliang entered the kitchen, looked at him drinking water, and asked, "How many drinks have you had?"

He Chou stretched out his hand to make a gesture of three.

"Stupid." He Xinliang sighed after thinking about it, leaned over to He Chou and muttered, "I have to meet someone tomorrow, can you wait for me at home, at my house."

He Chou rubbed his messy hair and said: "Okay, when you come back, we should pack our luggage and go to the university in a few days, don't forget. You have to buy sunscreen and change clothes in advance. I have to send the quilts. You said we should live in a dormitory or find a house to rent. It seems that it is not convenient for me to go to your dormitory at the school next door. I saved some money for renting a house..."

Listening to He Chou talking about the university slowly, He Xinliang felt his body warm up, and he hugged his narrow waist and agreed softly.

The last time He Xinchun stayed in the ward was when Yang Tang's grandma was sick, but this time he couldn't explain how he felt, so his heart was empty.

Smoking was not allowed in the hospital. He held the cigarette in his trouser pocket and touched the sweaty shredded tobacco.

He Xinliang has been in the ward for half an hour. The hospital is so well insulated that he can't hear a single sound.

"Drink water?" The man next to him handed him a bottle of mineral water.

He Xinchun took it, but didn't drink it, and said, "Thank you."

The man was a certain nephew of He Xinliang's grandfather, who he said was his nephew, who had been helping their family find their daughter who had been abducted by human traffickers for more than ten years.

Now his duty has come to an end.

"Brother, come in." He Xinliang called out to him with a hoarse voice.

He Xinchun threw away the cigarettes in his trouser pocket, stood up and opened the door to go in.

The old man was lying on the bed dying, with an oxygen tube inserted into his nose, and he seemed to have lost the momentum he had last time when he came downstairs to celebrate the New Year and wait for someone.

He waved his hand and said, "You are... Chinese New Year."

"kindness."

The old man squinted his eyes and smiled, "Thanks to you for taking care of Xinliang."

He Xinchun raised his eyebrows and said, "That's my own brother, there's nothing wrong with me taking care of him."

He Xinliang froze for a moment, suddenly his eyes turned red, and he wiped his face away.

The old man told how his daughter was abducted and how to find her.

He Xinchun felt that after following Yang Tang for so many years, without learning anything else, his heart became more and more cold and hard.

Yes, your daughter, your grandson.

Co-authoring my love for so many years is not as deep as your blood relationship?

He sat on the chair crookedly, squinting his eyes and listening to the old man tell the story of the past.

After finally finishing speaking, He Xinchun stood up and said, "You want Xinliang to accompany you on this final journey. I will not refuse this matter. But I still invite you to deal with the messy things in your family." Nephew or some friend can help you solve it. My younger brother is stupid and really can't deal with the grievances of rich and powerful families."

The old man was lying on the bed panting, He Xinchun looked back at He Xinliang and said, "Go back?"

"Back."

He Xinchun sat in the car without saying a word, holding the steering wheel with his hand, his knuckles turned white.

"elder brother."

He Xinliang suddenly spoke up, imitating He Chou from his family, stretched out his hands to stroke He Xinchun's hair, and said seriously: "You are my only family member, this is a fact."

The only relative.

He Xinchun felt that the big rock in his heart had fallen to the ground, and even the edges and corners were smoothed away.

He coughed lightly, glanced out the window, and said, "That's right."

He Xin sneered, and said, "Let's go out to eat tonight, I have to go to college with He Chou in a few days, and Brother Tang has to bleed once."

"Okay, you choose a place."

When the car drove into the gate of the community, He Xinchun touched his pocket and said, "Go up first, I'll buy a pack of cigarettes and come back."

He Xinliang still wanted to go home and talk to He Chou, so he nagged without doubt: "You smoke less, why don't you learn from Brother Tang's good ones, and learn from the bad ones."

After finishing speaking, close the door and go up.

How much is 1.8 meters for the kid, and He Xinchun hasn't measured it.

I always feel that yesterday, I was still a kid clamoring for Doraemon slippers at my waist, but today I have grown into such a big person.

The time is terrible.

He Xinchun's downcast eyes remained in his own memory, unable to extricate himself, when suddenly someone knocked on the car window.

The windows roll down.

The man held his coat in his hand and said, "Sir, do you know that you will be fined for parking here?"

He Xinchun pursed his mouth and howled dryly: "Brother Tang!!"

"Okay, okay, hug tight. Are you wronged, huh?" Yang Tang laughed, carried him out of the car, locked the car casually, and walked towards the elevator with him in his arms.

"That old bastard! I was so mad, he said he would give me 200 million, and thanked me for taking care of Xinliang for so many years. I can go to hell, the Qing Dynasty has perished, and his old thoughts have not yet been buried. !"

Yang Tang laughed, and carried his butt into the elevator.There was an aunt carrying vegetables standing in the elevator. Seeing the strange posture of the two of them, she thought that the tall one in her arms was sick.

Before exchanging pleasantries, the man suddenly cursed and said, "Damn, I'm so mad that I still say honorifics, pay you back! You shit! Just die early! I want Xinliang to go to hell with the mess at home!" Take over, I said that the family is so rich and can’t find Xinliang, co-authoring it, I missed him when the mother didn’t have an heir, what the hell are you doing!?”

The aunt stared wide-eyed, and went out without looking back after waiting for her floor to arrive.

He Xinchun calmed down when he arrived at the door, rubbed his face that was stiff with anger, and said, "How do I look?"

Yang Tang looked at him so angry that he forced out a weird smile, and said, "It's... unique."

He Xinchun narrowed his eyes, opened the door and entered the room.

There was no one in the room, so He Chou poked his head out when he heard the movement, and said, "Brother, you are back, my mother bought new tea for this year, shall I make a cup for you two?"

"Well, where's Xinliang?" Yang Tang asked, reaching out to straighten He Xinchun's messy shoes.

"He's in the house packing his things."

No matter how angry He Xinchun was, he would never vent his anger on anyone, except his brother Tang.So he rubbed his face again, went into He Xinliang's room, and helped the two children pack their luggage.