As the night deepened, the sky seemed to be stained with ink.

Outside the pavilion, somehow, a light rain fell.

With a gentle breeze, it fell on the eaves of the house.

gave this lonely wilderness a little bit of color.

Qiao Han and Qiao An sat in the gazebo, and Qiao An was draped in a thin quilt.

This is after the rain, Qiao Han was afraid that Qiao An would catch a cold, so he wanted to pull her into the house, but Qiao An refused, so he took a thin quilt and draped it on her body in desperation.

They looked at the scenery for a long time without saying a word, and no one bothered anyone.

The distant scenery was gradually swallowed up by the night, and as far as the eye could see, there was endless darkness, only the warm lamp standing next to it illuminated a small piece of the world.

"Kitten." Joan screamed, breaking the silence, "What kind of people are my parents?" ”

Qiao Han was stunned for a moment, and then reacted.

He felt a little astringent in his heart, and said: "Mom is very gentle, likes to read, Dad seems to be strict, but he is actually very easy to speak, and Dad is in charge of all the big and small affairs in the company, but most of the things at home listen to Mom." ”

"Mom is a chef in the dark world, so most of the cooking skills at home are made by my father and me, and my cooking skills are also taught ......to me by my father."

"Once ......"

Qiao Han instilled the image of his adoptive parents who gave him warmth in his memory bit by bit into Qiao An's memory.

Joan closed her eyes. Leaned on Qiao Han's shoulder.

Qiao Han's body stiffened, his voice trembled, and then he lowered his voice, carefully afraid that he would accidentally blow the weight on his shoulder.

Qiao An followed the remnants in her body, about Qiao Ling's yearning for home, and slowly completed the image of the two people.

After a long time, Joan asked, "Are they always at home?" ”

Qiao Han didn't know why, he was a little nervous, but he still replied, "Always there." ”

"My memories of home are faint." Joan said: "But I remember that my parents are not always at home. ”

Qiao Han was stunned.

In his memory, his adoptive parents were often at home, and he had heard that because of their negligence, they had lost their sister in the past, so they pinned all their love and expectations on him.

He was a little uncomfortable, and opened his mouth to reassure him, but he heard Joan sigh.

"That's why I begged my parents for a younger brother." Qiao An raised her head from Qiao Han's shoulder and said seriously: "Grow up with me, play with me, don't let me be alone at home." ”

"I'll be with you." Qiao Han said seriously: "I will accompany you for the rest of my life and will no longer let you be lonely." ”

The young man's serious look makes people feel warm, like a safe haven.

Qiao An chuckled and said, "Okay, so that when I am lazy at home alone, I can ask my brother to help me bring tea, water, soy sauce, cooking, laundry, and hygiene." ”

Qiao Han choked.

This woman......

"I will also urge him to learn martial arts, and when he grows up to become a strong man, as long as I am wronged, I can hide behind him and let him protect me." Qiao An held Qiao Han's hand, a pair of eyes with starlight, up close, it was a little gentle, she asked softly, "Will you protect me?" ”

"I will." Qiao Han assured.

Qiao An smiled, stretched out her hand to hold Qiao Han's face, and there was a bit of beauty in the air for no reason.

She whispered seriously, "Listen to that sister." ”

She meant something......

It seems that as soon as he speaks, their relationship will be fixed on the relatives from now on, and there is no room for maneuver.

The charm is gone.

Qiao Han's expression changed, staring at Qiao An's face like a fish in his throat.

Halfway, he struggled to speak: "Is it just my sister?" ”