Nan Xiaonan always thought that children would always be waiting in those places, just like the eldest brother and the second brother, either at home or at school. The children in the village used to be able to find their way, even if they didn't meet here, they would be somewhere else.
It will happen naturally.
In Nan Xiaonan's mind, brother Feng Yi probably had the same concept as a park bench. After waiting for a long time, he was suddenly told by the housekeeper that they would not meet until they contacted him.
How to contact? Doesn’t the bench count as contact?
The housekeeper explained the importance of contact information to Nan Xiaonan simply and instinctively. Nan Xiaonan sat on the bench holding forget-me-nots, her expression dimmed unconsciously, and her whole person felt downcast, as if she was carrying a gloomy cloud with her.
Her cheeks were tight and she looked like she was about to cry.
The housekeeper was both amused and distressed by this result. Common sense in rural areas does not apply in the city. I am afraid that the young master's mood is also very complicated now.
"It turns out that not all the children will look for me where they are..." Nan Xiaonan lost contact with Feng Yi and lost the person to apologize to. This made him sadder than his mother misunderstanding him. The forget-me-not in his hand was hidden from sight.
Fuzzy, he raised his head and smiled reluctantly at the housekeeper, but he smiled and curled his lips again, "Then... what should I do?"
The housekeeper sighed, the young master looked very pitiful as he wanted to cry but couldn't hold back.
The young master did not know how to leave contact information, but the other party did not leave it either. This has to consider the possibility that the other party may... not want to have future contact with the young master. In this sentence, he
Still can't tell.
"I'm sorry, young master." Although it was a bit cruel, at least it was better than letting the young master have too many expectations.
Nan Xiaonan looked at the housekeeper helplessly, with tears wrapped around her eyes as if they were about to fall. However, Nan Xiaonan sniffed hard again, lowered the corners of her mouth several times, and finally put on a look that looked like crying and smiling:
"No...it doesn't matter...it's not uncle's fault, it's me..."
When she received a call from her two brothers again, Nan Xiaonan behaved as usual, but she was always a little lack of energy.
The housekeeper was also very worried. Since returning home, Nan Xiaonan went to the garden with three pots of flowers in her arms, and then huddled in the corner staring at the three pots of flowers in a daze. Her whole person exuded a depressed atmosphere.
"Is that so?" Nan Heming hung up the phone after understanding the whole thing with the housekeeper. The housekeeper looked at the phone and sighed.
Nan Heming hung up the phone, the preparation ring rang, and his deskmate turned his head: "Why do you call after class lately? It doesn't sound like you are your girlfriend..."
The large school uniform hangs loosely on his shoulders. Nan Heming has his hands in his trouser pockets and is rocking on the stool. There is a bit of distress in his good-looking face. Even like this, Nan Heming is extremely good-looking.
I can't help but attract the glances of my classmates, intentionally or unintentionally. Recently, this eldest young master calls me every day after class. His gentle tone brings honey to tears. Everyone is wondering if he is in love, but someone listens carefully.
There was a child's voice on the other end of the phone.
"What's wrong? This expression?" My deskmate has never seen Nan Heming look so distressed. "If you tell me something, brother, can I give you some advice?"
Nan Heming glanced at his deskmate: "I remember you have a younger brother?"
"What?"
"How do you usually comfort your brother when he's unhappy?"
"Why do you have to coax? You're spoiling him!"
However, after his deskmate said this, he saw a look of disgust on Nan Heming's face. He even opened his seat in an exaggerated manner to show that he and he were not in the same league.
"What are you doing?" His deskmate realized that Nan Heming was asking him this question seriously, so he could only think about it seriously, "Just... buy him something he likes and coax him. Children don't remember things.
Now that I feel sad for a while, I think of other things. Your worries are in vain, what? When did you get a younger brother? "
"My brother is not as rough as your brother." Nan Heming was very disgusted. "My brother Jin Guizhu is here. You can't just fool him..."
Do you really have a younger brother?
"You have a good relationship with your brother? Doesn't it look like that? You don't even have a good relationship with your brother."
"These are not comparable." Nan Heming tilted his head, and suddenly his phone rang. Nan Heming subconsciously opened the phone and found that it was a message from the housekeeper.
The message was a photo. In the photo, in the clean and beautiful garden of their home, which was tended by the servants, in the corner surrounded by flowers, the little child was curled up and sitting in front of the flower pot. The bright yellow Pikachu sweatshirt was today.
I put it on for the child with my own hands in the morning. The child's face, which had always been cheerful, was completely depressed at this moment, and his eyes were round, as if he was trying not to shed tears.
"Is this your brother?" His deskmate leaned over and said, "He's so cute. He may be even prettier than you in the future."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Nan Heming stand up suddenly and drag out the schoolbag from the hole in the table: "I'm leaving."
"Hey? Are you skipping class?" My deskmate was surprised.
"Yeah." Nan Heming looked down at his phone and walked in a hurry. His baby is very disappointed now. The second brother must go to the baby's side to comfort him immediately!
"Where are you going? I've seen you so well-behaved these past few days, so I thought you had changed your gender? Sure enough, you can't help but skip class again." At this moment, Nan Heming, who had always been a good friend before, stood up with a smile, "Let's go, today
Brother, I will take you to have a good time."
"What a joke!" Nan Heming's face was condensed, "Get out of the way, stop me from going home."
"Nan Heming, have you really changed your gender? Aren't you the one who always yells for fun? What's going on these days?" The leader is the young master of the Huang family, who has the highest status in their small group.
Yes, Nan Heming has always been familiar with these gangsters, and a good relationship can help the development of the Nan family to a certain extent, but now... nothing is more important than his brother!
"Yes, I changed my gender."
"What? You don't want to play with your brothers anymore?" The young master of the Huang family raised his eyebrows carelessly, not taking Nan Heming's attitude to heart. They were the same species and knew each other's true nature. How could this person change his gender overnight?
Impossible, "Did I not take you to play with me before? Did you refuse it yourself that day?"
"I don't plan to play with you anymore, and don't always call me busy in the future." Nan Heming held his schoolbag with one hand, tilted his head, narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, and raised an extremely beautiful and charming arc, with a beautiful face
He is dazzling and can attract all the attention of others. He is as proud and casual as ever, but at this moment, he is completely like a peacock on a rope. Although he is flamboyant, he only thinks about home. He slightly curls the corners of his mouth, arrogantly provoking all things, "
My brother is back, and now I can’t wait to tie myself to him.”
"Brother?" The young master of the Huang family was stunned, "Your brother?"
"His brother, I saw the photo just now. He is very young, he looks about five or six years old." Nan Heming's deskmate stuck his head out.
"Five or six years old? What? Are you rushing home to give birth to a baby?" The young master of the Huang family and the people on the side burst into laughter.
"Of course." Nan Heming was very calm. He obviously didn't mind showing off his relationship with Xiaonan in front of others. He glanced at everyone inadvertently, but the coldness in his eyes made everyone suddenly shiver. He raised the corners of his mouth, but...
You can't feel the smile. It's obviously a half-joking tone, but it has an undeniable determination, "Get out of the way, my breasts are full, I'm in a hurry to go home and feed my breasts!"
Everyone was stunned when they heard this. Nan Heming walked directly through the crowd without saying anything, and left in a hurry, leaving everyone confused.
"Did he really change his gender? Just a few days. What happened to this man?" Everyone was surprised. In the past, Nan Heming hated people linking him with girls. He was always ridiculed for his good looks. Every time
When he stared at others coldly with the corners of his raised eyes, there was obviously no threat, but today... it seemed that if he really stopped him, the other party would never let him feel better, and his body instinctively produced an irresistible fear of him.
"If you don't know, you might think it's an illegitimate child." The young master of the Huang family snorted coldly. Nan Heming has always been open-minded and has a bold temperament. He is also considered the central figure among them. Suddenly, he no longer feels like the second-in-command, "What?
Can a milk doll attract him like this?"
"I don't know, these days he calls me back every day after class, and his voice is very gentle." His deskmate also chimed in, "Every time I hear his voice on the phone, I feel like I can't walk."
Young Master of the Huang Family: Doubtful, curious, and want to see!
Nan Heming sat in the taxi, looking down at the photo sent by the housekeeper, his heart ached. Nan Xiaonan's little figure looked lonely no matter how he looked at it. He went to school on time every day just to leave a good life for Nan Xiaonan.
Impression, otherwise, based on the frequency of schooling that he spent three days fishing and two days surfing the Internet, he would have been hovering on the edge of school hours. After being reborn, he didn't care at all whether he graduated from junior high school, but Xiaonan seemed to like his elder brother, and there were
After his elder brother's advice, he calmed down a little.
Nan Xiaonan needs someone to accompany her very much now. As the second brother, he must stay with Xiaonan.
After rebirth, he should have been more utilitarian. Although the young master of the Huang family was not a golden figure, he was indeed helpful to the Nan family to a certain extent. He should not have turned against each other so quickly, but just
Thinking of Nan Xiaonan feeling depressed alone in the corner of the garden, I couldn't help but feel distressed and wished I could fly to Nan Xiaonan right away.
"Hey... I was eaten to death." Nan Heming's fingers unconsciously touched the little figure in the photo on the phone. It was really sweet retribution.
After getting out of the taxi, Nan Heming rushed to the back garden without stopping, his eyes eagerly looking for the little figure that he had been thinking about all the way.