Chapter Eighty-Eight: Ambient Sounds
The past is gone, and the future does not need to be speculated. Only this is the current sentence, when the plum is ripe, the gardenia is fragrant. - Ming Shiya Zen Master
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An hour later, in the cabin, a warm bonfire was lit in the central stove.
"My brother is not happy." Speaking in a ridiculous tone, Qingyi's eyes did not leave Xia Han.
After the Guardian Crisis and the Peng Family Crisis were spent together, Weiyang had no reason to stay in the Xia family, and the other party's parents came to pick it up in person, and even the public power was helpless.
"Ah, there are mosquitoes." Qingyi waved his hand in disgust, "I have to buy an electric mosquito swatter." ”
Xia Han still lowered his head and remained motionless, as if he had lost his soul.
This state has been going on for half an hour.
“…… Hawkers,If my brother wants Sister Weiyang to be busy,,I have a way.。 ”
"Nope."
Even if he just stepped forward and hoped that Weiyang would stay, how could a boy be his father's opponent.
"If I'm not happy, I don't mind if my brother sleeps with me."
Xia Han stood up indifferently and rhythmically tapped a wooden board behind him.
Returning to Weiyang's room, he didn't look around, but walked downstairs and out of the door, and after a while, Qingyi followed.
It was nine o'clock, and somehow, Xia Han stopped a taxi, and Qingyi followed him in regardless of his troubles.
What a clingy guy.
"Where are you going, brother?"
The driver also turned his head to ask him.
"Hang Lung Plaza."
If you really want to go anywhere, you want to go home right away.
"Watching a movie?" Whispering in a cute tone, Kiyoichi leaned next to him.
Spacious enough but deliberately leaning side by side, he didn't put his head on his shoulder, and there was an unguarded smile on his face, but Qingyi still couldn't read Xia Han's eyes.
Xia Han looked at his phone without saying a word, this one looked like an adult, but sometimes made childish moves.
"Hmm." Plain answer.
"Now, my brother said it." Qingyi had no resistance to this kind of answer, and she pursed her mouth a little angrily, and snatched Xia Han's mobile phone strongly.
Seeing the content on the phone, Seiichi just sighed and returned the phone.
"I'm getting out of the car." After a moment of silence, Kiyoichi pursed his lips.
"Don't make a fuss."
"Well...... It's true, I knew that my brother was ruthless and gave Sister Weiyang ......"
"That's enough."
Regardless of Xia Han looking out of the window with a cold face, Qingyi took out his mobile phone boredly, probably knowing that he should play a comforting role as a sister at the moment, but he had to continue to be sarcastic to see his annoyed appearance to be satisfied.
When I got out of the car, I realized that I was still wearing a silk skirt, and I was particularly abrupt in the square like the eldest lady in the boudoir.
In normal times, Xia Han's unusually indifferent appearance could not be seen, he was just a male student at the moment, but his eyes were still confused when he arrived at the pastime.
Unconsciously, Kiyoichi also drooped his shoulders.
My brother is tall and handsome, I admit it. Then remembering Liu Shaojun's previous words, Qingyi sighed quietly.
In the words of the second middle school, you must not have some kind of relationship with your brother, otherwise it will cause the Nth impact, which is probably the conclusion that Qingyi has made about his body during this time.
Ahead, a friend walked slowly and smiled.
"Brother Xu."
"What's the matter," Xu Zhi lightly led the two to a café, "Look at you looking worried." ”
"The past is gone, and the future doesn't have to be thought about." Xia Han replied nonchalantly.
"Huh?" Xu Zhi smiled curiously.
"Nothing." Xia Han took a sip of coffee.
Xu Zhi stirred the coffee with a spoon, "Xiao Han, you won't be abnormal because of this kind of thing, whether you come back in the past or not, it won't change anything." ”
"Not really."
"I want to open up," Xu Zhi smiled tolerantly, "I know about Weiyang, don't take it too seriously, you will naturally ...... in the future."
"Brother Xu, you think too much," Xia Han suddenly shook his phone, "I'm chatting with her." ”
"And who are?"
Hearing Xu Zhi's inquiry, Xia Han nodded,
"At first, I wanted to ask about the case, but I didn't think it was appropriate to talk to you about this, so how can I say it...... Actually, I asked about part-time jobs by the way. ”
"Part-time job?" Xu Yi's face pointed at himself curiously, "Looking for me?" ”
I'm going to go abroad to compete next week, and I thought it was something important for this teenager to find me.
"It's just that I heard that you have part-time work experience, so I consulted about it." Xia Han looked at the coffee cup in Xu Zhi's hand unnaturally.
After Xia Han's question, Xu Zhi smiled with relief. The pair of brothers and sisters in front of them probably have abnormal brain circuits, and they went all the way to the city to talk to me about part-time jobs? It's weird, isn't it?
"It's just to help professors take on some small projects, but it's not a fixed salary, and a project will have some remuneration, but I don't do it now."
Not only is the work tired, the remuneration is also small, and the academic points are still in the hands of the teacher, so naturally they are not qualified to complain, of course, this kind of thing cannot be said.
probably guessed Xia Han's intentions, and in order to change the topic, Xu Zhi tried to talk about Weiyang's recent situation.
"Ah, then, don't you have much contact?" Xia Han replied with a gloomy expression.
"I heard rumors that Peng Miao saw you and Weiyang a week before he died, if it's true, it's not good, in fact, I really want to discuss with you."
Seeing Xia Han nodding slowly, it was still this matter.
"I've thought about a lot of options, but they're all prone to leave traces." Xia Han replied.
But once Weiyang goes to school alone, it is difficult to guarantee that she will not be attacked.
But don't you want to let go of people who are disabled and admitted to the hospital? But I tortured myself like this in my heart. This is the fundamental reason why he can't be happy.
"So you can only wait for him to wake up, and then start a duel?" Xu Zhi reminded like this.
"I have the answer, but I need Brother Xu to do me a favor." Xia Han stood up with an indifferent look, "Besides, we haven't seen each other today." ”
Two hours later, it was late at night after saying goodbye to Xu Zhi, there were few pedestrians, and the two figures on the road looked a little lonely.
Xia Han frowned again, and a pair of indifferent faces that didn't care about anything appeared in his mind. I remember that three years ago he was not like this at all.
More and more sins are accumulating, and it seems that all the old and new debts will fall on my head, such a long breath.
I don't remember anything, really.
At this time, Qingyi, who had been hanging beside him, tugged his arm, "Do you still watch movies?" ”
Anyway, I did my part, poor eyes.
Xia Han unconsciously pressed his brows, "Among your classmates, no one likes to watch movies?" ”
"Well...... I can't talk to them. ”
"The movie owes it, I'm tired, can I talk about it tomorrow?"
Seiichi nodded vigorously, her eyes shining innocently under the street lamp.
But Xia Han suddenly frowned uncomfortably, and his eyes became more and more impatient, even terrifying.
Clear your body and shrink your body consciously, ready to be scolded.
"Forget it, what do you want to see?"
At the same time, the intensive care unit of Huashan Hospital.
The sound of the wind blowing through the cracks in the windows grew louder and louder, gradually emitting a rhythmic whirring sound that tugged at the heartstrings like drumsticks.
A young patient in a deep sleep suddenly coughed uncomfortably.
After a short time, the blood vessels slowly turned black through the skin, and after spitting out a mouthful of black water, Peng Man passed away.
Since then, the Peng family has been completely wiped out.
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There are few movies in the late night file, and the last game that the brothers and sisters catch up with is a war movie, and there are no others, which is no different from chartering.
Compared with Qingyi, who was eating popcorn with great interest and watching, Xia Han's thoughts were infected by the ambient sound.
The figures, the voices, overlapped with the memories created by that day three years ago.