Reborn Twins

Then, as if nervous, I cleaned the house again.Didn't want to destroy his house, flushed the house several times, I know I'm not in the right state, but I'm indulging my own.

Later, knowing the answer, I still sent many people to look for him. I didn’t really face the reality until my subordinates put the information in black and white in front of me. I am very cowardly... right? !

I can't even be overbearing once, what qualifications do I have to be overbearing?I want to fly to the country where he is and kidnap him, but since he has decided to leave me and I still block his future, am I being too selfish?Besides, I have no face to appear in front of him...

I don't want to leave him, but I'm no longer qualified to stay... What should I do?what to do……

i really love him...

A male and female indisputable voice kept ringing in my mind, getting louder and louder!Until the person on the bed suddenly jumped up, he looked around in a daze, but there was nothing but a quiet room.He didn't even understand why he woke up suddenly.He seemed to have had a terrible dream, but he couldn't remember anything.In the end, I could only fall down dejectedly...

It's been like this every night for a month.Zihan only remembered that the dream was painful, but he couldn't remember why it was painful and what the dream was about.

"Hmm..." His head hurt so much, Zihan slowly got up from the bed, he was so tired from sleeping.Looking at the room in distaste, he thought that when he had time, he must have someone change the decorations.

Without changing his pajamas, Zihan went downstairs just dressed like this.It's already 11 o'clock in the morning, the old man has come back from morning exercise, watched the morning news, had breakfast, and is currently reading the newspaper on the sofa.Seeing Zihan swaying down from upstairs, the old man was only slightly displeased. In the past few days, Zihan got up later and later.And... Seeing Zihan's dress with a large chest exposed, the old man couldn't help but twitch slightly, "Go and change a dress! Look how decent you look like that!!"

Zihan followed the old man's gaze and looked down at himself, what did he look like?But it’s just that the pajamas are not tied up~ In fact, it’s more than that. Compared with before, Zihan’s hair is messed up now, his shoes are upside down, and the pajamas are worn askew.In short, no image is right!

The old man frowned and looked at it, thinking that it would be impossible!Zihan shouldn't be openly against him, but what's the situation now?Cold violence?Alternative resistance?Or is it the decadence that Xiaonian said?The old man himself had a chill for a while, thinking that Zihan would not do such a naive thing.

"Why are you standing there?! Why don't you hurry up and change it!"

Zihan twitched the corner of his mouth indifferently, then swayed back casually...

It was night, and Zihan sat quietly on the bed, looking at the window silently, wondering what he was thinking.He no longer wanted to count how many times this was the first time he was woken up by that nightmare, as long as he didn't sleep well.Until now, Zihan has resisted falling asleep... But this is not a long-term solution. If you don't sleep at night, you will be sleepy during the day. As soon as you close your eyes, the indisputable voice of that man and woman will sound in your mind.I can't do it... So tired, Zihan who was sitting on the bed still couldn't resist the bouts of drowsiness, and finally, his eyelids became heavy, and Zihan fell on the soft bed.The body is trapped in the quilt, and the consciousness is trapped in a dream...

Zihan felt as if he was losing something. For example, he was standing at the door of a room now, but he didn't know why he was here.Zihan saw the maid in the corridor and beckoned her to come over.Then he pointed to the door of the room and asked the maid, "When did you have this room at home?"

The maid looked at Zihan inexplicably, wondering what Er Shao wanted to do?But to be honest, "always have."

Zihan frowned, how could it be?How could I only notice now? "Oh? Who lives there?" The maid's eyes became more puzzled, wondering if Zihan was joking with her? ! "No one lives here, this has always been your studio, young master!"

Zihan was startled, the studio? ! , he can draw? ? ?How can he not remember! "Open it and let me have a look." Zihan's expression was not good, he didn't understand why he had a studio, he didn't even like painting, okay? !

The maid said obediently, "Young master never allowed us to enter the studio, and you cleaned it yourself. So only you have the key."

The maid waited silently for Zihan's reply, wondering what happened to Zihan today, did she not do well?Zihan didn't embarrass the maid anymore.

Frowning, he went back to the room, wondering why he likes to draw?Now he just wants to go back to the room to find the key to the studio, to see the so-called studio.After returning to the room, Zihan began to rummage, and sure enough, he found the key from the drawer, but he also found the previous paintings in the process of rummaging. Looking at these paintings, Zihan really believed that he would draw.But why doesn't he remember?

Looking at those paintings, I feel that the paintings are pretty good. They should have been studied for a long time, so why can't he remember them? ! ! ! !The more Zihan thought about it, the more frightened he became, he grabbed the key and hurried to the studio.Opening the door, Zihan felt unfamiliar with all the paintings inside.What exactly is going on?

Zihan walked to the painting closest to him, and found that the painting on it was a person who looked the same as himself.But it's not a self-portrait, it's his brother.Seeing Mu Zixuan smiling happily in the painting, Zihan felt horrified that his brother with a dead face could laugh? !

Seeing a letter behind the painting, Zihan hesitated and took it out. He felt that it was wrong to read other people's letters privately, but he still couldn't resist his curiosity.Only when he saw his name written on it did he start to open the letter with confidence, but looking at the content above, Zihan's face gradually turned pale.

He seemed to know something extraordinary. His elder brother with facial paralysis fell in love with him? !Also because he was sent out of the country?But didn't my brother go abroad because of the need to expand foreign influence?what on earth is it? ! !The room full of paintings only terrified him at the moment, he dropped the letter paper and stumbled out of the room, panicking as if the room behind was a man-eating monster.After Zihan left, the door of the studio was also closed by a gust of wind.

After this incident, a few weeks later, Zihan stood in front of the studio door with a blank face, pulling the maid from last time, and asking the same questions as last time.Only this time... Zihan returned to the room and gave the key to the maid, and asked her to call someone to convert the studio into a guest room.He really didn't understand, no one in the family could draw, so why set up a studio? !

"Oh! By the way, I found out why there was so much waste paper in the room suddenly, how did you clean it?" Zihan suddenly remembered the paper he found when he was looking for the key, and ordered the maid angrily. "Ah?...I'm sorry! It's our negligence, I'll clean it right away." The maid didn't dare to refute, they clean every day, why is there waste paper?But he didn't dare to refute, so he had to admit his mistakes again and again.

"Well! Let's go! Let's not make an example."

When the maid came to the room, she found that there was no waste paper in the room?Was he really being played by the Second Young Master?But it didn't look like Zihan was joking, so the appointed person had to clean it up again.

After a while, Zihan returned to the room and saw a corner of the room, and was immediately displeased.I found the maid and scolded her severely, "Didn't I let you clean it? Do you think my words are deaf ears?!"

The maid was also aggrieved, and replied in a crying voice, "Second Young Master. I really cleaned it!"

Zihan snorted, "Then explain why the pile of paper is still there?" While talking, pointing to a pile of paintings, the maid looked at Zihan strangely, unable to say anything.Thinking about it, didn't you say that you are not allowed to touch your paintings?Zihan went on to say, "What? Have you nothing to say? You are too lazy to work, so you don't work and just hang out at my house all day?!"

The maid looked up at Zihan with red eyes, as if she couldn't believe how the always gentle Er Shao would say such a thing? ! "I don't~ It's clear that the second young master himself said that we are not allowed to touch your paintings!" Dissatisfied with the denial of her labor, the maid suddenly boldly refuted Zihan.Zihan frowned again, looking at the pile of paintings, thinking in his heart: My... painting?Maybe someone gave it to me!

He didn't think in the direction that he could draw at all, "Forget it! Take it as my fault for you, take it out and throw it away~" Zihan pointed at the painting and said to the maid. The maid thought, it was you who blamed me in the first place!He picked up the painting and left as if venting his anger, thinking that you asked me to throw it away!

The old man knew about Zihan changing the studio, but he just pretended that Zihan was losing his temper, so he didn't care.Anyway, it's not about the roof tiles, so I don't care about it.

Tian Zihan went to the barbershop this day and cut his hair that he had always kept.Looking at the short-haired man in the mirror, I thought this is me!I don't understand why I keep my hair cut. What does a man look like with long hair? !Then he looked in the mirror and felt that something was missing, and then Zihan asked the barber to change the color of his hair.Dyeing a flaxen color instantly made people's eyes bright, and Zihan was satisfied this time.

As soon as Zihan came home, he saw the old man and called out "Grandpa." Then the old man reflexively raised his head and glanced at Zihan, which pierced his eyes, and Zihan's yellow hair flashed The old man's eyes are gone.Looking at Zihan, the old man only felt a pain in his head. Zihan has been changing these days, and now... oh~ did it really hit him hard?Has Han'er really played rebellion?He misses his grandson~~~

The old man resented, and took another look at Zihan, the old man stopped looking at him, turned his gaze to the newspaper, and reading it again was irritating to his nerves.Zihan was also surprised, what kind of eyes did grandpa look in, why did he feel that he was rejected? !Have you always been like this?It’s been 20 years since I’ve watched it, why do I think I hate myself today?

Well, I don't understand the old man's world~ Zihan shrugged indifferently, took the remote control and started watching TV.

The author has something to say: Also, thank you Lu Xi for mine! !Sorry, I didn't see your name that day.I don't know what to say these days, thank you for not abandoning me and always supporting me.Thank you very much~~~