There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea

The first chapter of the forty-ninth piece: (12)

"You." Hong Wenhan scolded his son. "When it's okay, I also give Yuexi a little bit of concern. How can I say that you are her brother and sister who have lived together for more than ten years. You are her brother. If you don't protect her from facing her, she will pay Who can you count on?"

He talked a lot about it again, but Hong Zhao was not listening at all, instead he looked in a trance. Mom loves Bai An, and father loves Yuexi, what about him?

It seems...no one loves him.

During this period of time, without the care and care of his mother, Hong Zhao has never been so sober as he is now. It is true that he has no shortage of food and clothing, and he still has a pocket money from his mother every month, but he hasn't got those caring words and gentle eyes for a long time. Linglong was stingy to give him a little warmth, and Hong Zhao himself didn't know what was going on.

No, his mother loves him, at least before.

Hong Zhao returned to the room and sat on the bed blankly. He was dejected. After thinking about it, the cold war with his mother seemed to be because of Yuexi and Bai An. Although both were his younger sisters, Hong Zhao was at the time. After being persuaded by his father, he also felt that since Bai An came back and became a well-known daughter, Yuexi’s situation was very embarrassing and dangerous. She was weak and needed protection, so he wanted to be nice to her. She shouldn't think too much.

Yuexi loves to cry very much and is easily upset. She always needs someone to accompany and love her. Hong Zhao felt nothing. After all, it was the younger sister who he watched when he grew up. If he talks about feelings, then he is of course deeper than Hong Yuexi.

But over time, Hong Zhao vaguely felt that his thoughts seemed a little strange.

The people of the Lu family changed their two younger sisters. Yuexi spent 16 years in their house as a little princess. She hadn’t had any hardships. Everywhere she went, she was the daughter of the daughter, and the family loved them too. Now, just barely lift her to the sky.

Where's Bai An?

Yuexi’s life originally belonged to Bai An. As a real daughter, Bai An worked in the countryside for more than ten years. Even the Lu family refused to let her go to school and forced her to drop out of school to work in an electronics factory. All the money she earned was robbed, and she even wanted to give her a gift of tens of thousands of dollars to a wealthy family...

If Bai An is not found, she will marry casually at the age of eighteen and live in the country for the rest of her life, even in a big city.

In fact, it is also the fault of the Lu family. Yuexi's blood is shed by the Lu family. She and she can't be said to be innocent.

Even Yuexi owes Bai An, and as Bai An’s parents and brothers, they also owe Bai An. They didn’t take good care of her and caused her to suffer so much, and even treated her adopted daughter as a treasure after she returned home. , Neither cold nor warm to her... Hong Zhao felt more uncomfortable the more he thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the more things were wrong. He lay in bed at night and could not fall asleep over and over again, but he didn’t have a person who could speak intimately. The only good father would not think about it. Hearing what he said, Hong Zhao didn't have the face to look for Yu Bai'an, and even more embarrassed to look for Linglong.

But he couldn't fall asleep. Finally, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed and went straight to Huo Zhao's room, knocking on the door banging. Huo Zhao just went to bed after taking a shower and was ready to read a book. Who knew that such an unexpected guest would be ushered in. He made no secret of it. Hong Zhao's unwelcome: "What do you do?"

Holding the doorknob in his hand, he didn't mean to let Hong Zhao in at all.

Wearing a dinosaur one-piece pajamas, Hong Zhao surreptitiously looked left and right, raised an index finger to Huo Zhao, and hissed: "Don't make any noise to others, let me in quickly, and someone will find out in a while!"

Huo Zhao:...

Don't want to make noise, why does someone knock on the door so loudly? Did everyone discover it?

Thinking of living in someone's house, coupled with the fact that Huo Zhao had a hundred dissatisfaction with Hong Zhao, he let go of a gap, Hong Zhao squeezed in neatly, and sat down on Huo Zhao's bed. Huo Zhao narrowed his eyes: "Get up."

Hong Zhao wanted to ask others, so he had to obediently and reluctantly got up. Huo Zhao sat up, and he could only stand and live like a schoolboy under training.

He wasn't too embarrassed to say what he was thinking, just thinking about Huo Zhao's cleverness. He got perfect scores every time. He didn't fall in the first grade. Should he be able to solve his doubts? So he expressed his thoughts euphemistically, and then looked at Huo Zhao eagerly, hoping that the other party could help him.

Huo Zhao glanced at him forbearingly and asked, "Do you know who you look like?"

Hong Zhao tentatively asked: "My mom? My dad?"

"...Huo Yancheng."

"You bullshit!" Hong Zhao jumped, as if he had been insulted by the sky, "how can I be like him!"

Huo Yancheng is rubbish! He listened to his mother scolding him! Grandpa also disliked Huo Yancheng when he was still alive, how could he be like Huo Yancheng!

"Doesn't it look like a relative far away from his family?"

Hong Zhao was taken aback.

"Your mother protected you so well, which makes you naive and ridiculous." Huo Zhao said coldly. Linglong knows what Hong Zhao looks like. People who don't know how to cherish don't deserve to have such gentleness. "Yu Bai'an is your sister who is connected by blood. She has been bullied, despised and ridiculed. You don't say anything, but if the one in the magpie's nest drops a little bit of tears, you will die with distress. Many times, tears are unnecessary. , Isn't it? But for some people, tears are weapons, not true feelings."

Hong Zhao looked at him blankly.

"I don't know what it means for you to talk to me about this. To me, you are already dying. If you don't know how to cherish, you can give it to me." Huo Zhao said lightly.

Hong Zhao reflexively refused: "No!"

Huo Zhao glanced at him mockingly, then reached out and pushed him out: "It's okay, don't bother me."

In this way, Hong Zhao, who had just been in for less than five minutes, was cruelly pushed out. He felt that there was a fire in his heart. What Huo Zhao said was merciless, Hong Zhao’s heartbeat was fierce, and he felt that something seemed to keep burning. Things that I didn't understand were about to move, about to break out of the cocoon.

He went straight downstairs to the kitchen, took out a bottle of ice water, unscrewed the bottle cap and filled it with half of the bottle before making his hot face and heart slightly better.

While he was thinking alone, a timid voice came from behind him: "...Brother."

It's Hong Yuexi.

She was wearing a snow-white cotton pajamas, her long black hair draped behind her, her eyebrows were passionate and beautiful, and her frowns and smiles were just right, touching. "It's so late, why doesn't brother still sleep?"

Hong Zhao didn't know how to answer, so he dealt with vaguely, Hong Yuexi sat down beside him, gently took his arm, and wanted to put his head on his shoulder.

This is a habitual action. The brother and sister have been in a relationship since they were young. It is not impossible to be so close. But somehow, Hong Zhao almost jumped up on the spot. After he stood up, he realized Hong Yuexi's astonishment and laughed quickly. : "Ha, ha, I just drank a few sips of water and it was a bit cold, and the air conditioner at home was turned on too low."

Hong Yuexi nodded to express understanding, and then asked: "How did my brother get out of the senior's room?"

Hong Zhao opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Oh, I won't ask for advice if I have a question."

After saying that he has a guilty conscience, he has never studied seriously, and he still asks...

Hong Yuexi nodded clearly and said thoughtfully: "Brother, don't push yourself too tired. If you don't like it, don't do it well. There is no need to live the way others expect. I don't want my brother to be too tired. Just be yourself."

It stands to reason that this is very much in Hong Zhao's mind, but he awkwardly remembered the name of Huo Zhao, who was ranked first on the transcript last time, and also remembered the sophomore grade ranking he saw when he passed the school bulletin board. Yu Bai'an, his biological sister, also gets the first place every time.

And his best grade was the last two hundred in grade.

Seeing that Hong Zhao didn’t say anything, Hong Yuexi thought he was talking about his heart, so he kept on working hard: “High grade three is very hard, but I believe that you don’t have to read books to have a future. If your brother doesn’t like it, just go to school. Don't care about Auntie's words, we are independent individuals, and I will always stand by my brother's side."

Hong Zhao suddenly didn’t know what to say. He vacillated and said that he was going to sleep. Hong Yuexi left him with a well-behaved look and a beautiful back. For some reason, Hong Zhao felt the attitude of the adopted sister today. It's a little weird, it seems too gentle, she still loves to act like a baby to him usually, and needs him to coax her, but tonight is just like an adult.

However, Hong Zhao didn't think so much. He clenched the mineral water bottle in his hand and prepared to return to the room. He happened to meet Yu Bai'an on the second floor. She saw his hand the first time, but the two seldom spoke, unless Hong Zhao took the initiative, otherwise Yu Baian would never talk to him.

Hong Zhao wanted to talk to her, but he was a little nervous and didn't know what to say.

As I passed by, I heard Yu Bai'an gently say: "Drinking ice at night makes it easy to stomach pain."

Hong Zhao was taken aback and looked down at the mineral water bottle in his hand.

Just now... it seems that from beginning to end, Yuexi didn't notice that he was drinking ice water. Although he said a lot of concerns,... it was just words.

For a time, Hong Zhao looked inexplicable.

Yu Baian also came down to find water to drink, but she didn't drink ice. Her mother took her to have a hot pot with Huo Zhao. Although it was very enjoyable, she was especially thirsty after eating. She soaked a glass of milk by herself, stopped when she was about to leave, after thinking about it, she soaked another glass and put it on the kitchen table. If Hong Zhao comes down later, you can drink it. If you don’t come down, the servants will take care of it the next morning. She doesn’t want to put her hot face on someone’s cold ass. Mom said, she doesn’t need to please anyone. .

Hong Zhao really had a stomachache in the middle of the night. He ran to the toilet several times. After a while, he wanted to find something to cushion his stomach. The stomach was empty, like a fire.

As soon as I entered the kitchen, I saw the cold milk.

His lips moved, and he was speechless for a long time.