"Why did you steal your brother?"

In fact, Song Ci had some vague guesses in his heart.

"Isn't my brother cute?"

Chen Wenbo did not answer this question, but asked Song Ci rhetorically.

Song Ci nodded, before going to elementary school, the children were very cute, meaty, innocent and simple, and after going to elementary school, it may become a person who hates dogs.

"Actually, I didn't like him at all." Chen Wenbo said.

"Mom and Dad all revolve around him, crying when they touch him lightly, there is a lot of, and it stinks to death......"

"He also bit my homework book, and my classmates laughed at my brother for being a mouse, and I was a mouse brother......"

"He and his mother said that they were here to pick me up from school, but in fact, they went to the small shop in front of the school, and my mother always bought him something, hmph, I didn't ......"

"Why should I do my homework so he can watch cartoons......"

"I finally watched TV for a while, and he grabbed my remote control, and if I didn't give it to him, he cried, but my mother criticized me for not letting my brother ......"

"He really hates him to death, I don't like him at all......"

……

Chen Wenbo said, as he spoke, he began to wipe his tears, full of grievances, choked up and couldn't go on.

Song Ci didn't know how to comfort him, thought about it, and asked, "Do you want to drink milk tea?" ”

"Huh?"

Chen Wenbo, who was sad, was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and looked at Song Ci with teary eyes.

"I said do you want to drink milk tea? I remember there was a very popular bubble tea shop in front of me. Song Ci said again.

Chen Wenbo didn't know why Song Ci suddenly said this, but he still nodded hurriedly, it's okay to do anything, but you can't eat, as a child, this is definitely the most unbearable thing since the birth of the trick, so even if he was still sad, he had already nodded subconsciously.

So Song Ci started the car and drove forward, but Chen Wenbo turned his head to look behind him.

Song Ci saw it in his eyes, Chen Wenbo said that he didn't like his younger brother and hated his parents, but he was actually very attached to them in his heart, otherwise he wouldn't have reacted so subconsciously.

So he smiled and asked, "Do you know where your family lives?" ”

"Of course I do." Chen Wenbo said proudly.

"That's good, don't worry, I'll send you back later." Song Ci said.

"I'm not worried, I often go out to play myself, and then go back on my own." Chen Wenbo said a little stiffly.

But a boy of this age, Song Ci understands it very well, after all, he also came from this stage.

"Here, you take this."

When waiting for the traffic light, Song Ci untied a string of talismans on his wrist and handed it over.

"What is this? I'll take ...... Huh......"

Chen Wenbo looked at his body in surprise, touched and pinched his body, and then gradually smiled on his cheeks full of tears, and the more he laughed, the bigger he laughed.

"Am I alive again?" He said excitedly.

As he spoke, he looked back at the back of the car again.

"Don't even think about it." Song Ci directly interrupted his naïve thoughts.

"I didn't think about it." Chen Wenbo was a little weak-hearted.

"Really, weren't you just thinking about how to steal your brother out?" Song Ci squinted at him and said.

"Hehe......" Chen Wenbo smirked as a default.

Then he asked with some curiosity: "Are you an immortal, are you an immortal?" ”

"What? Don't say I'm a magician? Song Ci asked with a smile.

"Magicians are not as powerful as you, only the immortals of Great Xia have such skills."

Chen Wenbo swore that he was very familiar with magicians and immortals.

Seeing that Song Ci didn't answer, he hurriedly asked, "Are you an immortal?" Did you resurrect me? Can I go home now? ”

Song Ci patiently explained to him: "I'm not an immortal, but I just let you show your body for a short time, and after eighteen hours, you will change back to your original appearance, you can go home if you want, I can send you back, but have you thought about what to tell them?" ”

Chen Wenbo is a child after all, and he didn't think about it well, not to mention that he was still excited just now, and he was immediately stunned after hearing Song Ci's words.

He said with a gloomy expression, "I don't want to go home." ”

"If you don't want to, you won't go back, let's go drink milk tea." Song Ci said with a smile.

Then I pulled over the car on the side of the road, and there was a bubble tea shop with a few clear windows in front of me.

Chen Wenbo cautiously put his feet out of the car, tried on the ground, and repeatedly confirmed the down-to-earth feeling, and then he stepped out of the car.

Then he looked up at the sky, facing the sun, and reached out and grabbed it, as if trying to keep the sunlight in the palm of his hand.

"Am I really alive again?" He turned his head and looked at Song Ci with a happy face.

"Let's go." Song Ci took the lead and walked towards the bubble tea shop.

"Thank you, uncle." Chen Wenbo caught up and said.

"You're welcome, it's fate, do you want to drink anything?" Song Ci pushed open the door of the bubble tea shop and walked in.

"Hmmm......"

Chen Wenbo looked up at the display behind the counter.

"I want a full set of milk tea, is that okay?"

The full set is a hodgepodge of everything, because the portion is sufficient, the price will naturally be higher.

That's why Chen Wenbo asked Song Ci's opinion, which shows that he is a very polite child.

Song Ci asked for a classic milk tea by himself, so the two found a window seat and sat down and waited for the waiter to make it.

Song Ci did not ask Chen Wenbo about him.

And Chen Wenbo didn't say anything either, just put his hand on the glass wall and felt the coldness in the sun.

"It's amazing, I'm almost forgetting this feeling, I'm drifting with the wind......"

"Okay, are you a poet?" Song Ci interrupted his emotion.

Although his life is over, it is not a new beginning, as long as he learns to let go.

Hearing this, Chen Wenbo withdrew his palm and showed a sincere smile.

At this time, the waiter shouted: "No. 38, the milk tea is ready." ”

Song Ci was about to get up, but Chen Wenbo stood up first and said, "I'll come, I'll take it." ”

Song Ci didn't force it, and let him go and get it.

Halfway down, Chen Wenbo glanced at the talisman tied to his wrist and muttered quietly.

Chen Wenbo quickly brought back two cups of milk tea.

Then he handed him the cup of Song Ci and sat down opposite Song Ci again.

"Thank you, uncle." Chen Wenbo thanked Song Ci again.

"You're welcome, drink." Song Ci said.

When Chen Wenbo heard this, he was not polite, inserted the straw into the milk tea cup, took a deep breath, squinted his eyes and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"It's delicious." He had a look of enjoyment on his face.

"Did you drink it a lot?" Song Ci asked.

From his mother's dress, it can be seen that the family conditions should not be bad, such as drinking milk tea, and he should not be reluctant to give up money.

But Chen Wenbo shook his head.

"My mother said that milk tea is unhealthy, she is very strict with me, I have grown so big, in fact, I haven't drunk it a few times."

"In this way, in fact, what your mother said is right, milk tea is indeed not very healthy, especially when you are developing, it is better to drink less."

Chen Wenbo was silent when he heard this, maybe he understood the reason, but he was still very resistant to this approach.

After drinking several sips of milk tea with his head down, he spoke again: "Actually, I like him a lot." ”

"What?"

"I said I actually like him, I like my brother a lot, he's cute, right?"

This is the second time Chen Wenbo has asked Song Ci that his younger brother is not cute.

And Song Ci's answer was still a nod.