When I returned to Yan's house, the Yan family couple and Yan Zhen, who had had dinner, sat on the sofa and watched TV together, saying a word or two from time to time, which looked warm and warm.

If you ignore Yan Zhen's inch head and his posture of sitting upright.

There are also several game consoles on the desktop, as well as a set of VR equipment, Yan Qing looks at it and feels a little familiar.

When the three of them walked into the hall, the three people who heard footsteps inside turned their heads to look.

Yan Tingzhou saw Yan Xiuwen, "Are you back?" ”

"Hmm." Yan Xiuwen bowed his head and walked over.

At this time, Yan Shu found that Yan Zhen's eyes when he looked at Yan Xiuwen were resentful, as if Yan Xiuwen had done something sorry for him.

She took Yan Qing's arm and muttered in a low voice, "Isn't the eldest brother's game console well hidden, how did it get found?" ”

"Oops...... Mine and the comic book won't be exposed, right? ”

Yan Qing gave her a reassuring look, "If yours is also found, shouldn't it be placed on that table as well?" ”

Yan Shu breathed a sigh of relief, that was her lifeblood over the years.

Yan Qing looked at the game console on the table, "However, I saw him locked the day before yesterday, and the keys were hidden, how could it be so easy to find?" ”

It's called a secret, and the secret compartment under the bed, and the key is also hidden unexpectedly.

Yan Shu couldn't help but laugh, "Let me guess where he's hiding...... A game console hidden under the bed? Keys hidden in shoes? ”

Yan Qing looked at Yan Shu, "How do you know?" ”

Yan Shu sighed twice, "He is just such two old places, and no one in the whole family knows except Dad." ”

But no one said it.

"It's just a little weird, how would Dad know?"

"Could it be that someone in the family betrayed the eldest brother?"

After all, she couldn't imagine that her father, a person as powerful as God, would think of going through the picture of Yan Zhen's stinky shoes.

Yan Shu observed the surroundings, and finally set the target on Yan Xiuwen, "Sister, I'm 100% sure that this lack of virtue must have been done by my uncle." ”

Her voice was very low, afraid of being heard by Yan Xiuwen.

Yan Qing was curious, "How can you be sure of him?" ”

Could it be that Yan Xiuwen has the word "lack of morality" written on his face.

Yan Shu muttered in a low voice, "If you look at the eyes of the eldest brother, you can almost cut the uncle into eight pieces." ”

Yan Zhen is a simple person, and all thoughts are written on his face.

Sure enough, don't offend Yan Xiuwen if you offend anyone, although I don't know how the eldest brother offended him.

After a while, Yan Tingzhou called Yan Xiuwen and went upstairs to the study to talk.

As soon as the two left, Yan Shu patted the back of Yan Zhen's head from behind, "Don't stare at it, if you stare at Uncle again, your eyes will be stared out by you." ”

Yan Zhen was filled with indignation, "Why is Uncle still betraying people?!" ”

Mrs. Yan on the side took a game console casually, studied it, clicked on it, played and played, and became a little addicted.

She squinted her eyes and said while playing games, "Your uncle is for your own good, I'm afraid that you will waste your studies because of the game, I think it's good." ”

Yan Shu patted Yan Zhen on the shoulder, "Look, how good Mom said." ”

Yan Zhen saw a little bit of the meaning of his joke on Yan Shu's face, and felt sad, "I should have gone and pulled out your two suitcases just now." ”

Hearing this, Yan Shu glanced at him, "Then what's the difference between you and Uncle?" ”

As soon as the game was over, Mrs. Yan got up, took a box in her hand, put the pile of game consoles and VR equipment into it, and walked upstairs to her bedroom with the box, while saying, "Don't worry, I'll keep it for you, and promise not to let your dad throw it away for you." ”

Yan Zhen stared at it reluctantly for a long time, until Mrs. Yan entered the bedroom and disappeared, and he let out a long sigh.

At this time, in the study, the two sat opposite each other.

After staring at each other for a moment, Yan Tingzhou seemed to be sure of something, "It's you?" ”

Yan Xiuwen's thin lips opened slightly, "It's me." ”

"What are you asking?" Yan Tingzhou sighed, "No matter which one it is, it's you in the end." ”

In the face of Yan Xiuwen, Yan Tingzhou did not have a kind of respect that others could not say.

He made two cups of tea and put one of them in Yan Xiuwen's hand, "Look at your appearance, in the past two years, have you found the person you want to find?" ”

Yan Xiuwen's fingertips fell on the rim of the cup, but he didn't drink it, and answered, "Well, I found it." ”

Yan Tingzhou bowed his head, "That's good ......"

After a moment, he didn't know what came to mind, and asked again, "Is it a human or a ghost now?" ”

"People."

"That's a good thing, after so many years, it is not easy for the lost people to be recovered, and they should be cherished."

Yan Tingzhou's sentence seems to be talking about Yan Xiuwen, but he is actually talking about himself.

It is not easy for my daughter to get it back, so I naturally have to cherish it.

But in contrast, it is even more difficult for Yan Xiuwen to find people who he thought were not in this world.

Yan Xiuwen: "You don't ask who it is?" ”

Yan Tingzhou waved his hand, "The ancestor stipulates that you don't have to ask about your affairs." ”

Yan Xiuwen will naturally say what he wants to say, and if he doesn't want to say it, those of them who are juniors naturally don't ask.

Yan Xiuwen's thin lips were slightly hooked, his slender cold white fingertips held the teacup, raised it and took a sip of tea, looking in a good mood.

Yan Tingzhou looked at him and asked, "What about him?" ”

Yan Xiuwen: "It won't appear in a short time. ”

Yan Tingzhou sighed slightly in his heart, although they are all the same person, they will be a little regretful.

After all, he has always raised another person as a younger brother.

…

At half past eleven o'clock in the evening, a sudden sound came from the bedroom of the Yan family, and then the door opened.

Yan Qing came out of the sofa with the freshly warmed milk to drink, heard the sound, and raised his eyes to look up.

I saw that upstairs, after the door of the master bedroom opened, Yan Tingzhou went to the door of Yan Zhen's room with a black face, holding a box, and threw it directly on the ground.

Yan Qing's eyebrows raised slightly, the box, she remembered that it was Yan Zhen's game equipment, and at night, the whole box was moved into her bedroom by Mrs. Yan.

When Yan Tingzhou turned around, he happened to meet Yan Qing's eyes downstairs.

The father and daughter looked at each other and were silent for a short time.

After a while, Yan Tingzhou asked, "Haven't slept yet?" ”

Yan Qing shook the milk in his hand, "Drink a cup of hot milk." ”

He bowed slightly, and wanted to say something, but in the end, he only held back one sentence, "Rest early, staying up late is not good for your health." ”

Yan Qing smiled, "Okay." ”

Yan Tingzhou walked back to the master bedroom, but when he stood at the door and twisted the doorknob, he found that the door was locked from the inside by Mrs. Yan, who was in a little temper.

He frowned, twisted it again, and confirmed that it was indeed locked.

At this time, Yan Qing downstairs was still watching.

(End of chapter)