"Mom?" Fan Yuan was taken aback, and stood nervously in front of the table at a loss, not knowing how to answer her.

Lu Qi wiped her wet hands on the apron, and looked at Shen Xian with a puzzled look.

The boy in front of him had handsome eyebrows and a handsome appearance. Although it was an unfamiliar face, he had three inexplicable eyes, as if he had seen it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it.

Shen Yan didn't panic, a smile floated on the corner of his lips, he nodded to her, and said, "Hello, Auntie."

Lu Qi came over and asked with a smile, "Who are you?"

Shen Jian wanted to say something, but Fan Yuan stopped him. He moved his body slightly, blocked him behind, and said, "He's the only classmate with me. Mom, you cook, I'm almost starved to death. "

Shen Xian narrowed his eyes in displeasure.

Lu Qi was stunned, and was a little surprised by Fan Yuan's appearance: "Yuan Yuan, all your classmates have come to your house, why don't you entertain him? Has he eaten yet? I can cook an extra meal."

"He..." As soon as Fan Yuan opened his mouth, Shen Xian took the words away: "Auntie, I will trouble you."

Fan Yuan turned his head: "You..."

Shen Jian raised his eyebrows at him, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up: "Brother, I haven't eaten yet."

Fan Yuan: "..."

"That's fine, that's it. You just stay here and play together, and I'll call you out for dinner when the meal is ready."

Shen Xian responded obediently: "Thank you, Auntie."

Lu Qi went out.

Fan Yuan sat on the chair speechlessly, picked up the pen, twirled it between his fingers anxiously, and said, "My mother doesn't like you very much...you should know."

Shen Yanhuan was leaning on his desk, his knuckles kept tapping his arms, and seemed to be a little anxious: "That was all two years ago."

"You don't understand my mother." Fan Yuan frowned, stopped turning the pen, crawled on the table, and drew on the paper.

"She has a very reserved mind, not as forgiving as my dad."

As soon as Fan Yuan said this, a gloomy flash of light flashed in Shen Xian's eyes, "So my brother treats me...is it because of tolerance..."

"No, Shen Xian, don't misinterpret what I mean."

"what is that?"

"..." Fan Yuan couldn't answer.

Shen Xian seemed to be smiling, a little desolately.

"Shen Yan..." Fan Yuan looked up at him, but Shen Yan dodged his gaze, as if he didn't want him to see the emotion in his eyes.

Fan Yuan lowered his eyebrows, reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes, tugged gently, and said, "I'm sorry, I said something wrong."

"Why are you apologizing to me?" Shen Yan's eyes softened, he held his hand, half-kneeled in front of him, and gently kissed his fingers: "Even if my brother wants my life, I don't have the slightest complaint .”

His fingers were gently rubbed against his lips, and Fan Yuan's heart beat extremely fast. He couldn't figure out what Shen Qian was about, and he wanted to escape so much, but at the critical moment, he couldn't let go.

"It's time to eat." Lu Qi shouted in the living room.

Fan Yuan came back to his senses, blushed, withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and asked, "Get up, go out to eat."

"Hmm..." Shen Yan smiled lightly.

The two went to the living room one after the other. Fan Qingshan was sitting at the dining table reading the newspaper. When he saw Shen Xian coming, he was slightly surprised: "The Shen family boy is here?"

Shen Xian nodded politely, and called out: "Uncle."

Fan Qingshan waved his hand: "Sit wherever you want."

Fan Yuan pulled Shen Jian to sit down. During this period, Fan Qingshan never spoke to Shen Jian again, and the air was eerily quiet, only the "sizzling" sound of hot oil coming from the kitchen.

Fan Yuan couldn't help breaking the silence, and asked Fan Qingshan, "What about Xiaoxiao? Won't he come back today and Sunday?"

"He...he probably will be back at ninety o'clock." Fan Qingshan showed a helpless smile: "I heard that he has a girlfriend. He asked me for money before."

When Fan Yuan heard this, he became unhappy: "Dad...you... how old is he, you give him money to fall in love?"

"Keep your voice down." Fan Qingshan glanced timidly at the kitchen, where Lu Qi was still busy: "I can't help it, he is holding on to my braid, so I can only give it to him."

"Brother doesn't fall in love anymore?" Shen Xian suddenly opened his mouth, supported his head and looked at Fan Yuan with a smile.

"Yuan Yuan is in a relationship?" Fan Qingshan stared and asked in surprise, "Is it true?"

Fan Yuan blushed, but Shen Xian smiled meaningfully.

"Brother A Yuan is very popular in school..." Shen Xian's eyes wandered playfully on that flustered face: "The school belle is chasing after him."

Fan Qingshan immediately let out a "ho" and joked together: "Our family Yuanyuan can do it... It's so popular now, it seems that you don't have to worry about it in the future."

"Don't worry..." Shen Yan smiled lowly: "His future spouse must love him very much, to the bottom of his heart. As long as he wants, the other party will give him anything."

"Shut up!" Fan Yuan finally couldn't help it anymore, and shouted at him, which lacked confidence, and looked like a spoiled child in Shen Xian's eyes.

Fan Qingshan smiled, and read the newspaper again: "You little brats...do you know what love is..."

Shen Jian held Fan Yuan's hand under the table, and said embarrassingly, "I don't understand. But all I know is that I want to be with him forever."

Facing Shen Xian's affectionate gaze, Fan Yuan lowered his head, his eyes flickered secretly, revealing a faint red mist.

"What are you talking about?" Lu Qi came out with her job bowl in her hand, looked at them with a smile, her gaze finally fell on Fan Yuan's face, and asked doubtfully, "A Yuan, why is your face so red?"

"Ah?" Fan Yuan shook his head in a panic: "It's hot. The heating in the room may be turned on a bit."

"By the way, Yuanyuan." Lu Qi sat down and asked, "How are you thinking about transferring?"

Lu Qi's sudden question made the delicate emotions of the two teenagers drop.

Fan Yuan froze on the chair stiffly, while Shen Xian listened to his answer in silence.

Lu Qi said again: "And A Yuan, you said about moving. The house is indeed okay. But are you sure the price will increase in the future? Where do you have the confidence to think that the house will increase in the future?"

"Moving?" Shen Xian looked over with cold eyes.

"No..." Fan Yuan's breathing became short: "Mom...let's not talk about this...I..."

"It's not a trivial matter. You can't delay it. Your father and I are busy, and the only free time is not much. You have to think clearly."

"Auntie... where are you going to move to?" Shen Xian's originally calm face broke into a wicked smile: "Brother, he hasn't told me yet."

Lu Qi turned her head and looked at him: "It's not surprising that you don't know, our family, A Yuan, is a stuffy person. I'm sure I won't tell you that I'm leaving, for fear that you will be sad."

Shen Xian's eyes slanted, his dark eyes imprinted on Fan Yuan's flustered and knotted hands under the table, he moved his lips, and said in a low voice: "It's quite sad..."

Fan Yuan couldn't sit still anymore. After a while of silence, he stood up and said, "I... I'm full, I'm going to do my homework."

After saying that, he fled the living room in a hurry, and Lu Qi looked blank behind him: "Yuan Yuan? You haven't eaten yet?"

in the room:

Fan Yuan sat on the bed silently, not long after, the door was gently opened, and Shen Xian walked in.

He didn't question him about moving house and school transfer, but just cupped his face with both hands, and said softly, "Brother, go eat...don't be hungry."

"I..." Fan Yuan met his affectionate eyes with guilt, but Shen Xian shook his head slightly: "Brother doesn't want to say it, so don't say it. I have no right to ask about your affairs..."

"Shen title..."

He interrupted him, and said softly, "I'm leaving, my brother wants to see me, I'll come again." It revealed the indescribable loneliness and sadness in his emotions.

"Shen..." Fan Yuan wanted to stretch out his hand to pull him back, but his hand stopped hesitantly in the air.

Shen Xian left.

Lu Qi walked in dissatisfied: "A Yuan? Why didn't you tell me that the child is from the next door? If it wasn't for her crazy stepmother who knocked on the door in a big way just now, I really don't know that the child is The kid next door."

"Did you forget that he killed someone before? You still play with him?"

"Mom...don't speak so harshly." Fan Yuan fell on the bed speechlessly: "That happened when I was a child, do you still remember so clearly what to do?"

"I don't remember. It's Xiaoxiao! Xiaoxiao is having nightmares now! I asked him for a long time before he told the truth. You don't know how he stabbed the man to death with glass, that child is too cruel .”

Fan Yuan was also angry: "Why do you remember these? Why don't you remember that he saved Xiaoxiao?"

Lu Qi choked for a while, and after a while, lowered her tone, and said seriously: "Mom didn't mean that. Listen to Mom and stop playing with him. He grew up in such a family, and Mom was afraid of him. Unintentionally hurt you."

"..." Fan Yuan couldn't answer, Lu Qi was right, Shen Xian's character was twisted, and she acted in extreme ways, her worry was not without reason.

But it was too late, from the moment he came back to find him, everything was too late.

"I see." Fan Yuan waved his hand, obviously he didn't want to talk anymore, got into bed, and covered his head with the quilt.

Lu Qi sighed and left.

In the quilt, Fan Yuan fell asleep after tossing a few times, and the scene of the bloody funeral reappeared repeatedly in his dream.

In the dream, Shen Xian killed him with a smile, disassembled him, put him in the suitcase and took him away.

When I woke up from the fright, it was after one o'clock in the middle of the night.

As soon as he opened his eyes, a familiar handsome face appeared in sight.Shen Jian was sitting on his bed, looking at him with an extremely fascinated look, stretched out her hand, and gently pressed his lips.

Fan Yuan screamed subconsciously, waved his hand away, and sat up covered in sweat.

"Brother had a nightmare?" he asked.

"It's okay..." Fan Yuan shook his head, he couldn't tell the difference between dreams and reality for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, his head suddenly felt a little dizzy.

He rubbed his temples and asked, "Why are you here?"

He said: "I was kicked out."

"Huh?" Fan Yuan looked at Shen Yan, but Shen Yan smiled: "So... I came to find my brother to stay overnight."

"..." "Okay. If you want to sleep with me, you can sleep with me. There are so many excuses."

The corner of Shen Bit's lips twitched: "I can't hide anything from you."

"Didn't you say that I want to see you and you come again?" Fan Yuan didn't know where the courage came from, and teased him: "Why are you so impatient."

"That's right, I'm here when my brother needs me." He leaned closer to him and said in a hoarse voice, "My brother called me by my name no less than twenty times in my dream, so... I'm here."

"..." Fan Yuan let out a dry laugh and tilted his head: "Is there?"

Shen Xian nodded seriously: "Yes, I counted."

"..."

He moved his body, brought a cup of warm milk from somewhere, handed it to him, and said softly: "Brother, drink some milk, and sleep will be more comfortable."

Fan Yuan also felt thirsty, so he took it and said, "Thank you."

He raised his head and drank bit by bit, but he didn't know that those bright eyes were staring at his rolling Adam's apple, and they became dark again and again.

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