Xie Kun came back to his senses, agreed, and hurriedly stepped to the dining table.

When he picked up the chopsticks, Xie Kun was still a little in the clouds, and he couldn't believe that the delicacy in front of him was really made by a seven-year-old child.

Xiao Zhe didn't care about him, he had been working for most of the day, his chest was pressed against his back when he was hungry, and he picked up the bowl and ate it.

Several people have long been familiar with each other, and Xie Kun immediately unceremoniously started to eat.

Until the refreshing noodles were eaten in his mouth, Xie Kun's eyes instantly widened, and the taste was not worse than that sold in the authentic Xi'an Liangpi shop on Shanxi Road, and he tasted the taste of braised beef, which was also full of praise.

In the face of the temptation of food, Xie Kun immediately lost his gentlemanly demeanor, and not to mention the feast, he also nodded Xiao Zhe with chopsticks: "I finally understand why your kid doesn't cook." ”

Xiao Zhe looked up and smiled.

Xie Kun turned his head and asked Lou Zheng, "Lou Zheng, tell your uncle the truth, is your brother unable to cook?" Otherwise, you can let a child practice such a chef-level cooking skill. ”

Lou Zheng smiled and tilted his head, "My brother's cooking is really not delicious." ”

Xiao Zhe deliberately lowered his face and said, "Lou Zheng, you can't turn your elbow out!" ”

"I knew it was like this, it wasn't easy to be your sister. In the future, cook more at night, and I'll rub the rice. Xie Kun had a meal and had already put the problem of "child labor abuse" out of the clouds.

Although Xiao Zhe and Lou Zheng didn't have a lot of luggage, it took most of the day to pack up, and the master bedroom in the two-bedroom room was basically cleaned up.

It's just that the original owner of this house originally used the guest room as a storage room, and Xiao Zhe had to add other furniture to the beds, tables and chairs. No matter how you look at it, I can't figure it out today.

I don't know why, Xiao Zhe looked at the messy empty guest room and breathed a sigh of relief.

Lou Zheng was packing up his books in the living room, Xie Kun came over and patted Xiao Zhe on the shoulder: "Are you planning to give this room to Lou Zheng to live in?" ”

Xiao Zhe nodded at him.

"Then I'll take you to IKEA tomorrow to buy some furniture that Lou Zheng likes, and the girl's room can't be as casual as yours."

Xiao Zhe swallowed the words he wanted to refuse, his eyes flashed, and he smiled a little reluctantly, "Trouble Brother Kun." ”

"Our brothers, what trouble are you talking about."

In the evening, the house is almost neat. Xie Kun invited the brother and sister to dinner. It should be for them to settle down in Shanghai to wash the dust.

In the evening, the brother and sister returned to the Sogo community at eight o'clock.

After Lou Zheng washed, she climbed into bed first, she was already tired after a day of running around today, so she didn't wait for Xiao Zhe to finish taking a bath. She was already asleep on her pillow.

When Xiao Zhe entered the room. saw that the little girl was already pillowing her arm. Breathe long.

He walked lightly to the table, turned off the computer, and lay down on the other side of the bed.

The fan was turned on in the room. It wasn't stuffy, Xiao Zhe put a thin blanket over Lou Zheng, and only a dim wall lamp at the head of the bed was turned on in the whole room.

The soft light hits Lou Zheng's delicate and immature face, like a quiet and beautiful oil painting, which can make people who see it unconsciously settle down.

Xiao Zhe stretched out his hand and gently smoothed the black hair scattered around Lou Zheng's ears, and touched her silky little face, but a fold was twisted out of the center of his eyebrows.

These days, he clearly feels the change in Lou Zheng.

That kind of change is very subtle, if he hadn't been paying attention to his sister all the time, he might not have noticed it.

In the eyes of outsiders, maybe Lou Zheng's change may not be bad, but in his opinion, it makes him very uneasy.

When he first met the little one in the cemetery, she had to be his hard-nosed spirit, and then she had to go to school every day. Lou Zheng really didn't want to be separated from him for a moment, and even when he slept at night, he had to hold his arm tightly.

But now, Xiao Zhe can clearly feel that as Lou Zheng grows up, her dependence on herself has slowly disappeared.

She can stay at home alone and do her own thing for the day, go to and from school alone, get along with her classmates at school, and even bring her classmates back to play once in a while.

Sometimes he didn't take the initiative to explain where he was going when he went out, and Lou Zheng wouldn't chase after him, or stick to him and let him go out with her.

Although all this may indicate that she is growing up sensible, has her own thoughts, and becomes an independent individual who does not depend on others, he still can't help but be lost.

Moreover, Lou Zheng has never called his father since he was seven years old.

At that time, the little guy was a father who kept screaming and his father was short, and he strictly forbade her not to shout like this in front of people, but when Lou Zheng really stopped calling him dad, Xiao Zhe especially missed that time, and missed the soft and glutinous "Dad".

Xiao Zhe took a deep breath, turned his head to stare at the sweet sleeping face of the little girl, his mood was extremely entangled, and he couldn't help but wonder if he was a masochistic physique.

I thought about this house again, and then the guest room next to it.

Although Xiao Zhe didn't want to sleep separately from Lou Zheng, he knew that it was not a way to sleep together all the time, after all, Lou Zheng was growing up, and it would be even more inconvenient when she was older.

Xiao Zhe grabbed his short hair, turned off the wall lamp, stopped thinking about these annoying questions, hugged the little guy in his arms, and fell asleep.

Although Lou Zheng seems to sleep sweetly, he actually doesn't sleep well.

Recently, as soon as I go to bed at night, I will dream of many strange things, and it is not a terrible dream, but it seems to be a real experience.

Even if I wake up the next day, I won't forget the things in my dream, but it will feel like I have really experienced it before.

But it's bits and pieces, and they can't be pieced together.

But even these fragmentary fragments made Lou Zheng gradually understand that Xiao Zhe was not her biological father, and maybe they were not even related by blood.

Thinking about it this way, it was a little ridiculous that she relied on him in the first place and thought that he was her father.

This is also the reason why Lou Zheng never called Xiao Zhe "Dad" again.

In her dreams, there is always a person named "Xiao Zhe", but every time it appears, it is different, and most of them are fleeting, so that she doesn't even have time to look carefully, so Lou Zheng is even more confused.

But no matter what, she and her brother Xiao Zhe are both family, even if they are not related by blood, they are also the closest relatives. Those fragments that suddenly came out of my mind, since I don't have a clue, let's put them aside for now.

In the morning, Lou Zheng woke up first, and Xiao Zhe was still asleep.

The little girl turned her head and could see Xiao Zhe sleeping fragrantly, and for a moment, her brother coincided with those Xiao Zhe in his memory, but as Lou Zheng slowly woke up, he was obviously separated from those people again.

It seems that she can't sleep with her brother anymore, and her memories are getting stranger and stranger, but she is reluctant to part with Xiao Zhe, because Xiao Zhe always seems to have a strange attraction to her. (To be continued.) )

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