On the way downstairs with my father, I mentioned the distribution of rooms on the second floor of the Western-style Pavilion, the east side is for the children, and the west side is reserved for the elders, as for Yueji and Songluo, they live on the first floor, and the vacant room is handed over to Xia Han in the east, and he has no right to step on the west, and the bathroom on the second floor is also for adults, which is a tacit agreement between father and son.

When I arrived in the living room, I found Kiyoichi sitting with his shoulders bent, and his father sitting on the sofa across the table. Xia Han sat next to Qingyi very well, and the two sat side by side in the posture that they had made a mistake.

There is very little time for this kind of lecture, and Gongquan is also a person who rarely talks at home, and his mother He Qiuling was also pushed upstairs by him.

The living room was lit by an overhead light, and for a moment silence permeated the room, except for the rattling of the floor clock.

At first glance, it always feels like it's on the verge of anger.

"Dad, I guess you solved the financial crisis?" Xia Han took the initiative to raise his head and talk.

Gongquan lowered his gloomy face and handed over a nosy expression, but he could guess what he was thinking Xia Han. As for Qingyi, he looked uncharacteristically depressed.

However, when I saw the things on the table, I immediately understood the situation, and the two things on the table were the main topics.

An axe stained with dirt and sawdust, and another a stack of printer paper.

Xia Han took it and flipped through it with interest, and was dumbfounded all of a sudden.

Inside is the ** content of "Zero Ding Dependence", and a large number of inappropriate descriptions for children made him swallow saliva with a red face.

“…… This and this ......"

Xia Han lowered his head and kept jumping his eyelids, and in this short period of time, his brain was already blank.

Is this sister stupid?!!! How can you be so stupid?!

Why was it discovered?! Didn't you tell me not to write this kind of plot?

How the hell was it discovered? You actually made such a low-level mistake, why are you so smart at other times, and you only drop the chain when it is critical?! No matter how immoral it is, there should be a limit!

It's over...... What can I do?

"Now that you can see it, let's explain it......" Gongquan looked at Xia Han lightly.

What to explain? I don't have much to explain. Xia Han, who subconsciously covered his knees, looked around the door and window without saying a word, thinking about a hundred ways to escape.

"Xia Han," Gongquan looked at him with a solemn face, "why do you want to use your sister's computer?" ”

didn't expect his father to come to such a conclusion, Xia Han took a breath and replied briskly, "I'm useless." ”

Hearing this, Seiichi suddenly showed the surprised expression of your traitor.

But the public power still set his sights on Xia Han.

In the current situation, there is always someone who is responsible for this text.

But the question is, how did my father find out about my secret with Seiichi? Xia Han also quickly deduced the answer. It was probably Yueji or Songluo who first discovered the axe and reported it to Gongquan, and then Gongquan caught a glimpse of the desktop document and so on.

So the final conclusion is, it's really strange that I brought the axe back.

But Dad, you can't afford to go to a print shop.

“…… Well, how do you say it......" Kiyoichi grabbed his hair and was troubled.

But the heavy artillery fire still fell on his brother's head.

"Xia Han, after you shirk the responsibility to Qingyi, you seem to be very calm."

"No, no ......"

How should I answer, if you want to protect yourself, you should play stupid at this time.

However, because he couldn't respond for a long time, Xia Han fell silent.

But Gongquan picked up his mobile phone again and made two calls as if no one was around.

After making the call, he turned his head,

"Alright, it's okay, you guys go up."

The brother and sister looked at each other, and Xia Han, who was relieved, took the initiative to stand up and said, "Dad, I won't write in the future." ”

"Write?" Gongquan pretended to be curious and asked, "What to write?" ”

Anyway, the embarrassing moment came again, and I was really unlucky to run into my dad.

There was silence again.

At this time, the mother in pajamas appeared at the door just right, "Okay husband, go to bed early when it's late." ”

There is a way that one thing descends to one thing, and the public power stood up boredly and left without saying a word.

"Mom, I'm scared to death." After there were only two people left in the living room, Qingyi couldn't stop patting his chest.

"You, you, what are you doing with these things?"

"You're still talking about me?! Is it easy for me to do this for you? Kiyoshi took the manuscript in his arms and threw it into the fireplace to stir up a puff of dust.

The fireplace is long gone.

"Don't litter, I'll dispose of it for you." Xia Han walked over again and picked it up.

"yes, what's my brother's way to deal with it?" Kiyoi followed with a wicked smile on his face.

Yo, you know a lot. Why are you so thick-skinned, you will be so virtuous as soon as your father leaves.

As if Weiyang also knew something, he returned to Weiyang's door and found that the door was locked, and there was a continuous piano sound inside, and the music was the first half of Chopin's "Fantasy Improvisation in C sharp minor", which occasionally jammed and then replayed a paragraph or two.

Xia Han pricked up his ears behind the door as the music slowly calmed his breath.

The brother and sister stood in the hallway and stared at each other from afar.

But for some reason, Qingyi actually squinted his eyes and stared at Xia Han for a long time, and then plucked up the courage to come over.

"Brother, I wrote so much for you in vain, but you didn't want to overthrow Sister Weiyang at all." Qingyi said loudly, deliberately letting Weiyang behind the door hear.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Xia Han, who realized that he was in a desperate situation, stopped breathing.

"I think you invited Sister Weiyang just because you didn't have a girlfriend, but what are you doing now, treating her as a tenant, right? Or do you know this, but you still have no conscience to hang her like this? Seiichi continued to poke Xia Han's chest to mend the knife.

What is it, why do you say that you have no conscience?

In response to Qingyi's step-by-step questioning, Xia Han threw the manuscript to the floor with a snap, and turned to look directly at the anxious Qingyi with a thorough and even angry look, which showed that his arrangement was completely correct.

Just because of this gaze, Qingyi held back his rapid breath and took a half step back.

"Seiichi, I've wanted to say it many times."

"You, you say." When Kiyoichi heard his calm voice, he pretended to be brave and straightened up.

"I've never treated Weiyang as a tenant, nor have I taken her in like this."

Qingyi quietly glanced at the cat's eye on the door, and asked unconvinced, "Yes, then you can prove it to me." ”

But Xia Han's answer was surprising.

"Sure enough, you just want to watch a good show, don't you?" Speaking in a flat tone, Xia Han raised his hand and prepared to knock on the door.

Weiyang, who saw this scene in the cat's eyes, was frightened and took a few steps back.

"Wait, wait...... I'm kidding. Kiyoichi suddenly stretched out his hands to stop him.

"Honestly, are you the devil?"

"I was going to print it out and give it to you, but who knew I was bumped into by my father...... Brother, you want my kindness ......."

"Go back and reflect!" Xia Han rarely shook off Qingyi's hand.

Back in his room, it was pitch black, and the distraught Xia Han was lying flat on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

The room is much cleaner than before, and the books and belongings are kept neat and orderly.

Because the sound of the piano next door never sounded again, Xia Han stood by the window and looked at the night again.

The air was extremely boring, and he subconsciously pushed open the window, the football field was not active tonight, and the sky was pitch black, which seemed to make him see the sky that was no different from his childhood.

Shocked, he leaned out of the window, and suddenly noticed that the next window was standing at the same girl looking up at the same night sky. After noticing Xia Han's gaze, Weiyang uncomfortably closed the curtains, and then turned off the lights.

Xia Han turned his head and exhaled a breath of white air into the night sky, only circling in his mind that his father deliberately let him hear the content of the conversation, in fact, Xia Han, who was used to this style, understood that his father only wanted to convey one meaning, that is, the guardian crisis had passed safely.

An inexplicable warmth rose in my heart, accompanied by a hint of fear.

The missing memories seemed to tell him that he had made countless mistakes in the past, and whether this mistake would continue Xia Han no longer wanted to delve into it.

He looked at the night sky, and his heart of protection was rekindled.

It was extinguished in the next second.

"Ah, brother, just left me like that, didn't you......"

When he heard the trembling sound in his ears, Xia Han found that he had been tied to a chair.