The Little Sweet Cutie Always Think That He Is a Stand-in

A fist-sized cake, Lin Ran was reluctant to finish it. After eating half of it in the car, he carefully covered the box and even tied the bow tie back to the previous appearance, holding it in his arms.

When he got back to the villa, Lin Ran still held the clothes he wore when he went out, got out of the car with the cake in his arms, and obediently waited for Song Zhixu.

After Song Zhixu parked the car, the two went to the villa.

Song Zhixu unlocked the lock with Xu's fingerprints, and then opened the door to let Lin Ran in first. Before he could enter the door, he heard Lin Ran yelp, rushed out again, and slammed into his arms heavily. Trembling with fright.

"What's wrong?" Song Zhixu supported him, frowning slightly.

"There are... there are bad guys." Lin Ran trembled, his clothes had fallen from his hands, but he still held half of his cake tightly, so frightened that he didn't dare to look up in Song Zhixu's arms.

Before Song Zhixu could speak, a slightly old female voice came from the room, and then a woman in her 50s walked to the door, took a look, and patted her chest.

"Mr. Song is back, oops, I was so scared to death, and suddenly yelled, I was so scared that I dropped my mop."

Seeing that it was the nanny at home, Song Zhixu patted Lin Ran lightly and pushed him away from his arms, but Lin Ran was afraid of pulling him, so he could only bring Lin Ran in.

"Aunt Chen, you're here. How is Uncle Xu?" Song Zhixu brought Lin Ran in, and Lin Ran quickly hid behind Song Zhixu, his eyes were red and his lips turned white.

Aunt Chen sighed, picked up the mop and continued mopping the floor, while saying: "I'm getting old, I had a minor operation, and I'm still in the hospital. I'll go over and take care of it after I finish cooking."

When Song Zhixu saw Lin Ran's appearance, his eyes were red and his whole body was still trembling, as if he was about to stand still. For some reason, Lin Ran seemed particularly frightened when he saw Aunt Chen.

Before Song Zhixu could speak, Aunt Chen noticed Lin Ran who had been hiding behind Song Zhixu, and moved over curiously.

"Mr. Song, is this the child of your relative's family? Are you going to live at home?" Aunt Chen didn't see clearly at the door just now, so she moved forward.

But before she got close, Lin Ran's body trembled more violently, screamed, covered his head with both hands and squatted on the ground, his voice was crying.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry, don't hit me, don't hit me." Lin Ran sat on the ground and huddled into a ball, hugged herself tightly, and cried out in fear.

"I...I didn't, Mr. Song, I didn't intend to hit him." Aunt Chen was also frightened. Mr. Song was her master, and she suddenly became like this. She was afraid that Mr. Song would misunderstand.

Of course Song Zhixu knew that it had nothing to do with Aunt Chen. Besides, Lin Ran was different from ordinary people. He was probably afraid of strangers at home.

Song Zhixu was silent for a while and said, "Aunt Chen, why don't you come here for a while, and take care of Uncle Xu in the hospital with peace of mind." Afraid that Aunt Chen might misunderstand, he explained, "This is my friend's younger brother, just because he is afraid Stranger, you can rest assured that the salary will be paid, not dismissed."

Aunt Chen breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that she hadn't been dismissed. She nodded quickly, took off her apron, put the mop back in the corner, and said goodbye.

The teenager squatting on the ground was still crying, she really shouldn't be here.

After Aunt Chen left, Song Zhixu squatted on the ground and patted Lin Ran lightly.

"...Of course, Aunt Chen is gone, no one will hit you, don't be afraid." Lin Ran seemed not to hear, Song Zhixu called "Of course" a few more times before he finally raised his head slowly, Eyes full of fear.

After realizing that Aunt Chen was really not around, Lin Ran struggled to stand up, searched for the mop and bucket that Song Zhixu asked him to put away in the morning, kneeled on the ground and began to wipe the floor.

While wiping his mouth, he muttered in a low voice.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but I'm not lazy"

"What can be done can be finished today."

"Of course it's wrong, don't hit...don't hit Ranran."

Song Zhixu picked up Lin Ran's dropped cake and put it on the table, then watched Lin Ran kneel and wipe the floor with heavy eyes.

He didn't know what to say for a while, but Lin Ran was obviously abused before, no wonder he just felt that Aunt Chen was going to beat him because he didn't finish mopping the floor in the morning, and he saw Aunt Chen working when he came back.

Song Zhixu was silent for a while, then picked up his mobile phone, went to the French window and called Lin Mu.

When the call was connected, Lin Mu's voice was a little hoarse, and Song Zhixu could feel his exhaustion even through the phone.

"Zhixu? I've been too busy these two days, and I didn't have time to make a phone call yesterday, but how is it? Are you still used to it?" Song Zhixu asked Lin Mu before he could speak.

Song Zhixu glanced at Lin Ran, feeling a little annoyed that he shouldn't ask at this time.

Lin Mu should be very tired now, besides, he probably didn't know anything about Lin Ran.

"Zhixu?" After not hearing Song Zhixu's words for a long time, Lin Mu called him again, and asked worriedly, "Is there something wrong with him? It's not easy for him to adapt to being with strangers."

"No." Song Zhixu still didn't tell Lin Ran's situation, but only asked tentatively, "I just want to ask about Lin Ran's previous living habits. He does seem to have some discomfort."

This time Lin Mu was silent, but Song Zhixu didn't urge him, but just quietly waited for his answer.

After a long time, Lin Mu said in a low voice: "I know, but he was sent away when he was very young. I can only visit him occasionally these years. He has always been taken care of by the nanny, but after he came back this time, the nanny I can't get in touch anymore, but there seems to be some resistance to go back, so I...I'm not a competent brother."

Lin Mu also blamed himself in his heart. It was his brother who didn't do a good job. He didn't even know what Lin Ran's living habits were, because even he saw Lin Ran only a handful of times.

Song Zhixu probably also guessed that this is the case. The Song family still has some friendship with the Lin family. He knows that Mrs. Lin is a person who can't tolerate sand in her eyes, so Lin Ran's existence is already surprising.

"Zhixu, is Ranran here? Shall I talk to him?" Lin Mu asked again.

Song Zhixu looked at the ground, Lin Ran, who buried his head in wiping the ground, finally found a reason.

"Lin Ran is asleep, wait until next time."

"Okay." Lin Mu agreed, and said again, "I know, thank you."

Song Zhixu didn't say much, hung up the phone and stood by the French window for a while.

Lin Ran behind him slowly stopped what he was doing, lowered his head, and asked in a low voice with a little nervousness.

"Song Zhixu, you...don't want Ranran either?"

He didn't dare to mention Song Zhixu's promise not to let him leave again, but asked Song Zhixu in a low voice if he didn't want him either.

Lin Ran has always been cautious and never dared to ask for it, even if it was the promise that Song Zhixu had promised.