The Sand Sculpture Overlord finally lowered his noble head

Huo Jin didn't move for a long time, his whole body became cold from head to toe.

So he fell in love with himself at first sight because of this?

So every time he gets drunk, this is what he fears being exposed?

So, so he...

Huo Jin slowly closed his eyes, his throat was blocked.

After an unknown amount of time, Xia Fanchi fell asleep leaning on his shoulder.

He raised his hand, touched Xia Fanchi's hair with his fingertips, and slowly laid him flat, helping him adjust a comfortable posture.

Looking at this face, he was a little out of breath.

He has always believed that Xia Fanchi liked him very much before, and Xia Fanchi will continue to love him when he thinks about it.

At this moment these suddenly become phantoms.

The previous self-confidence seemed to be a joke.

Xia Fanchi slept soundly, wondering if he was thinking about his good brother.

Huo Jin panicked, his fingertips moved slightly, and he touched Xia Fanchi's face uncontrollably.

Xia Fanchi opened his mouth and murmured, "I like it..."

Who do you like?

Xia Fanchi hooked his clothes with his fingers little by little, and clenched them nostalgicly.

Huo Jin leaned over, pressed his forehead gently against his, and closed his eyes.

Is it true that everyone you have fallen in love with since then is like him?

Your love is so touching, why did you drag me in.

Huo Jin couldn't breathe, he clenched his fist and wanted to hit the wall.

I don't know what kind of person can make myself a stand-in.

He couldn't control his thoughts, he couldn't stay with Xia Fanchi any longer, so he got up and left.

Xia Fanchi grabbed his arm and refused to let him go: "Huo Jin..."

Huo Jin's heart skipped a beat.

Xia Fanchi: "Brother."

Huo Jin: "..."

So is it Huo Jin or Hello Brother?

Xia Fanchi sensed something was wrong early in the morning.

The atmosphere is weird, according to last experience, Huo Jin will definitely take the opportunity to tease him, but——

Xia Fanchi looked at the thick dark circles under the eyes of the person beside the bed.

Xia Fanchi opened his mouth, breaking the strange silence in the air: "Hey."

Huo Jin laughed.

...His smile is not the kind that is about to bully others, but a self-deprecating one.Xia Fanchi was a little frightened.

Huo Jin looked at him.

Xia Fanchi said weakly: "Did I say anything nonsense last night?"

Huo Jin pursed his lips, and looked out of the window: "Stop pretending."

Xia Fanchi: "..."

There was no emotion in his quiet eyes, he just said, "You had a showdown with me last night."

Xia Fanchi opened his mouth: "What?"

Huo Jin looked at him and smiled faintly: "Do you have a good brother?"

Xia Fanchi: "?"

Huo Jin's Adam's apple moved, and he heard his own dry voice: "A good brother who looks very similar to me."

He realized something and changed his words: "I was wrong, it should be that I look a lot like him."

What brother?Xia Fanchi was stunned for a moment, but he didn't have the slightest impression.

Huo Jin accepted his acquiescence, got up and left.Soon, Xia Fanchi heard the sound of the door closing.

Xia Fanchi: "..."

Xia Fanchi put on his clothes, went out to find him, opened the door, and saw Huo Jin sitting on the steps blowing the cold wind.

...Xia Fanchi hurriedly pulled him in.

Huo Jin refused to let him touch it, and sneered: "What do you care about me?"

Xia Fanchi couldn't help but grab his arm and drag him home.He closed the door and looked at him: "what's the matter? What's your situation?"

Huo Jin tilted his head: "Don't look into my eyes."

Xia Fanchi: "...I really don't remember any brother who resembles you."

Huo Jin laughed: "Yes, I may have forgotten him too."

Xia Fanchi had no choice but to pull his hand, only to realize that the back of his hand was scratched, and his thumb paused in the air when he wanted to touch it: "So you smashed the fingerprints on the wall?"

Huo Jin: "..."

Huo Jin withdrew his hand.

Xia Fanchi pressed him on the sofa, took out the small medicine box to wrap his hands, and took a cotton swab to apply medicinal wine to the wound.

Huo Jin didn't want to look at him, but he still pursed his lips when he saw how he was seriously treating the scratch on the back of his hand.

He knew he should look away, but he couldn't bear to look away.

Xia Fanchi patiently rubbed the medicine on the back of his hand, looked at the slight redness and swelling, and sighed helplessly: "Why did you go crazy so early in the morning? Just because I was drunk and talking nonsense, you believed me? What brother? I really don't have the slightest impression nothing."

Huo Jin said slowly: "Xia Fanchi, you don't know yourself, you tell the truth after drinking."

Xia Fanchi: "..."

Xia Fanchi looked at him.

Huo Jin looked away, very concerned: "Don't look into my eyes."

Xia Fanchi: "..."

Xia Fanchi gently applied the medicine to him: "Does it hurt?"

Huo Jin laughed: "Does it matter if I hurt or not—his—"

Xia Fanchi looked at him.

Huo Jin reluctantly said: "...a little bit."

Xia Fanchi helped him wipe the iodine tincture speechlessly, put on several Band-Aids, and curled his lips: "I thought only violent people would smash walls."

Huo Jin: "Yes, I'm cranky—his—"

Xia Fanchi looked at him expressionlessly.

Huo Jin stopped talking and turned his head, not looking at him.

After finishing the treatment, Xia Fanchi packed the small medicine box, went to draw the curtains on the balcony, and pushed open the glass door, a big pigeon rushed out, flying around the world.

Xia Fanchi was taken aback: "I'll go, where did the pigeons come from?"

Huo Jin suffered a little emotional injury and was autistic, but he still answered him reluctantly: "You gave it to me."

Xia Fanchi: "..."

While feeling sad, Huo Jin showed him the revised (-∞, +∞) treaty without delaying the business.

Xia Fanchi was stunned: "Are you human?"

Aren't you very sad?

What's going on with this again!

Huo Jin stuffed it to him with a desolate expression, and reminded by the way: "I have a backup."

He was sad while backing up last night.

Xia Fanchi: "..."

He sat on the balcony blowing the cold wind, did not cook breakfast with cold pot and cold stove, and pigeons flew around the world. He was very jealous and began to catch pigeons calmly.

After a while, Huo Jin carried the pigeon to the kitchen: "Let it go, or eat it?"

Xia Fanchi was making breakfast: "...let it go."

"Oh." Huo Jin didn't leave, and couldn't help looking at him for a while longer.

Xia Fanchi asked softly, "What do you want to eat? Are fried eggs enough?"

Huo Jin touched the pigeon casually, and said lightly, "Whatever you want."

Xia Fanchi raised his hand: "Help me get the napkin."

Huo Jin pulled a napkin for him.

The luncheon meat was fried until it was browned, making a sizzling sound, and the aroma was enticing in the air.His white and slender fingers grabbed the wooden shovel and turned it over gently.

Huo Jin moved closer, watched him cook, and wanted to rub his chin on his shoulder, but he didn't.

... The pigeon in his hand was very frightened, its paws straightened, and it dared not move, for fear of falling into the pot.

Xia Fanchi handed over the wrapping paper: "Help throw it away."

Huo Jin helped to throw it away, and then said: "Every dirty work is done by a substitute."

Xia Fanchi: "..."

Xia Fanchi gritted his teeth: "Come on, get closer."

Huo Jin moved closer.

Xia Fanchi was so angry that he kissed the corner of his mouth and raised his eyebrows: "Who did I kiss? Huh? Huo Jin."

Huo Jin pursed his lips: "How do I know?"

"Then you look after it." Xia Fanchi put down the things in his hands, tiptoed, and kissed his lips.

After parting, he was so angry that he felt his head was hot, what the hell was he doing, his ears were a little red, he quickly turned around to cook, and said angrily: "My fried eggs are all mushy!"

Huo Jin didn't speak.

But the fluctuations in my heart were still very obvious.

The specific manifestation is that the pigeon in his hand is very scared, worried that its hair will be pulled and thrown into the pot, and it keeps saying: "Coo coo coo."

Xia Fanchi said, "Feed it some millet, and then let it go."

Huo Jin frowned: "It keeps biting me."

Xia Fanchi suppressed the upturned corner of his mouth, coughed lightly, and told him in a low voice: "Put the rice grains on the ground, and it will eat it by itself."

Huo Jin: "Oh."

Huo Jin was holding the pigeon with one hand, while looking for Mi with the other.Finally, put the rice grains on the floor and invite the pigeons to eat.

The pigeon didn't want to eat the rice at all, so it managed to peck a couple of bites, fluttered its wings, and protested cooing!

When Xia Fanchi came out, what he saw was the scene of them staring and trying to communicate.

Xia Fanchi: "..."

Huo Jin frowned: "It won't eat, and it still bites me."

Xia Fanchi walked over helplessly, knelt down, took his hand, and took a look: "Where did you bite, let me see."

Huo Jin didn't speak, but his heart moved a little.

Xia Fanchi observed his intact hand, touched his palm with his fingertips, and blew gently on his palm.

"Get ready to eat," Xia Fanchi got up and walked to the kitchen, "Go wash your hands first."

"Hmm." Huo Jin stared at his puffed hand, not knowing how he stood up.

He opened the balcony window and let the pigeon go.As the pigeons flew farther and farther, Huo Jin looked at the blue sky in a trance, thinking that he should also set Xia Fanchi free.

If others don't like you, don't pester them anymore.

Xia Fanchi made breakfast, looked at someone who was staring out of the window in a daze, and shouted speechlessly: "Come and eat!"

Huo Jin didn't respond.

Xia Fanchi walked over, pulled him over, pushed him to wash his hands, and worriedly pulled him over to eat.

While eating, Huo Jin said coolly, "What can I eat as a stand-in?"

Xia Fanchi: "..."

Huo Jin commented: "Too much salt."

Xia Fanchi: "... just make do with it."

Huo Jin opened his mouth, smiled coldly, and was about to speak.

Xia Fanchi decisively stuffed an apple into his mouth, interrupting the spellcasting: "What did I say last night?"

Huo Jin felt that the scar in his heart had been uncovered again, and after eating what was in his mouth, "You said he is a very good brother."

Xia Fanchi looked at him for a while, and suddenly something very vague came out of his mind.He seemed to smell the fragrance of summer grass, and the figure of the quiet young man under the tree flashed past, very vaguely.

It seems to have such a little impression.

Huo Jin said quietly: "Eat first, and only when you are full can you miss your brother."

Xia Fanchi: "..."

Huo Jin glanced at his profile, and said indifferently, "It's been so many years, have you ever thought about looking for him?"

Xia Fanchi immediately said: "This person may not necessarily exist, okay?"

Huo Jin said lightly: "It's great if you can think this way, memory will always beautify some things in the past, what do you think?"

Xia Fanchi blocked his mouth with a long biscuit.

Huo Jin took a small bite of the upper part of his head, and said quietly, "Thank you, I really deserve it. It's just that my eyes are like others, but I can let you feed the biscuits myself."

Xia Fanchi ate the remaining biscuits speechlessly, while looking at him: "This person may not exist, okay?"

Huo Jin pursed his lips: "My intuition won't lie to me, there must be this person."

Xia Fanchi: "Excellent, what else did your intuition say?"

Huo Jin said quietly: "He is bald."

Xia Fanchi: "..."