Kou Qiu: "...what?"

"Do you like it?" the child asked softly again, looking straight at him.

Kou Qiutou was even more confused and vaguely realized that this seemed not a joke.

Because Xia Xinji's expression was too serious.

He slowly sat up straight, frowned, and looked a little serious: "Xiao Ji, what exactly are you doing?"

Xia Xinji stretched out his hand and stroked his eyelashes.

"I like my brother's eyes..."

He said slowly.

"But I don't want to see it now."

A soft silk tie covered it, circled around his eyes, and tied a knot.

His vision returned to darkness. Kou Qiu heard the soft sobs, and the child lay on him, as if he was suffering a huge grievance. He could even think of the other person's eyes with red eyes and water.

The imagination made him feel a little softer in an instant. He subconsciously stretched out his hand and wanted to touch the other person's head, but found that his wrist was so sore that he could hardly lift it up.

"elder brother......"

Xia Xinji shouted one by one, tied up his wrists and raised them high above his head.

"Brother...why can't it be me?"

"Why can't the one who can give you a ring for you to treasure and grow up with you by you?"

He seemed to be a little cruel and suddenly bit it. Kou Qiu trembled and finally realized something was wrong.

What is this doing, what is the child doing!!!

The person holding him trembled and then slowly covered his body.

"It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this... It should be mine standing beside my brother, and it should be mine!"

"Does your brother want me anymore? Do you hate me?"

Something was stuffed in his mouth, and the sound of water slowly sounded in his ears. Kou Qiu couldn't say a word, so he could only roar in his mind: [System!]

There was already a white mosaic in front of the system.

[What did you say—] It also raised its voice in despair, [Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Wait... This is completely different from what you agreed!

[Xia Xinji, didn’t Xia Xinji bear it!] He growled, [Didn’t you tell me Xia Xinji bear it!!!]

So what's going on with this person who is tossing him back and forth? Are you crazy?

The system finally heard this sentence clearly, and it was even more collapsed than him.

[How do I know!] It shouted, [He really suffered when he faced Du Heze. Who knows why you have developed him into an attack!!!]

There was darkness in front of Kou Qiu's eyes.

So, are you still blamed him?

The system tried to cheer him up: [Think about Dong Cunrui sacrificing himself to blow up the bunker, think about Huang Jiguang blocking the muzzle with his body, and Wang Er drove the enemy in a minor manner!]

Mr. Kou said: [I am willing to sacrifice my life for our great cause.]

Not a hue!

The system said considerately: [I will put a "News Broadcast" for you?]

Kou Qiu:...

God’s Fun News Network, even if Marx is reborn, he cannot save his broken heart!

The next second, he didn't even have time to respond, so he trembled suddenly, couldn't help but let out a cry, and suddenly fell into the vortex that was unstruggable.

[You have to hold on!] The system cried bitterly, [Socialist successor!]

There was no sound on the other end. The shells from capitalism were too dense. For the first time, the old cadre Kou successfully hung up all over his body and was bombarded into a pool of soft mud that could not be supported.

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It's like a dream.

It was clearly pitch black in front of me, but it was hit with a strange color, and it was colorful in large pieces; even the light was fragrant, and he couldn't help but sway, as if it was a thin branch by the stream. The bells jingled, one by one, as if they were stuck in drum beats.

I don’t know how much I have lost in seven souls and six spirits.

Kou Qiu closed his eyes, and the thoughts in his mind were broken.

His other cub looked at the mosaics all night and was even more desperate than him. He had to try his best to recite the core socialist values ​​to his host in an attempt to save his host's precarious views.

However, this was obviously ineffective, because the moment Kou Qiu woke up, he asked him: [Who am I, where am I, what are I doing?]

system:【......】

It's over, another crazy one.

Old Cadre Kou: [Ah! I really treat him as a cub!!! Ahhh!!!]

The system was silent for a moment, and then it was rare to agree with the scumbag's words: [Dad. You will be killed by him.]

Its tone was desperate.

[Maybe, have you seen the banner "Roll up your sleeves and come on" on the wall?]

It has a premonition.

Its mosaic era has officially arrived.

The next day, Kou Qiu failed to get up, so Xia Xinji ran to ask him for leave.

Kou Qiu's leave was very smooth. The female colleague often heard the old cadre Kou show off her younger brother, and then looked at the shy young man standing in front of him. He recognized him as the person in the photo on Kou Qiu's table. When she heard the young man say that Kou Qiu was sick, she directly issued a leave note, but she still reminded him: "Let him take good care of his health, and we will go see him if we have time."

The child put the fake note in his bag, and the small dimples became deeper, "Thank you sister."

He is young and has a very adorable face, and he doesn't look greasy at all. He is still a young man who is about to be in his fifth year and calls his sister. The smile on his female colleague's face suddenly becomes more obvious, and hey, hey, several times.

After finishing the business, Xia Xinji was about to go out, but his female colleague suddenly called him.

"g, by the way," she said, "someone came to look for Kou Qiu before, but he came several times but couldn't find anyone - when you go back, remember to tell your brother, that man seems to have something urgent."

She thought about it hard and added: "I'm not old and very gentle."

Sentence.

Xia Xinji's eyelashes drooped tightly, then opened his eyes again, and asked with a chuckling, "Maybe, do you still remember his name?"

The female colleague thought about it and then reached out to search on the table.

"I remember, I seemed to write it on a piece of paper..."

She pulled out a post-it note from the book, "Ah, I found it. This man's surname is Du, and his name is--"

"Du Heze."

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Du Heze suddenly felt cold in his heart, and he couldn't help but shivered. He looked at the side, and the girl beside him tampered with her hair, and was still focusing on staring at the screen of her phone.

"Tingting," Du Heze parked the car at the entrance of the community, smiling gently, "Is there still time tomorrow?"

The girl unbuttoned her seat belt, then raised her eyes from her phone and glanced at him briefly. Du Heze could guarantee that she didn't even hear the specific time clearly.

"Sorry," she clasped her hands together and made a sorry gesture, "I had something else to do that day..."

Her phone slid down along this movement, and Du Heze was extremely disappointed. He knew that this rich girl who had just entered the upper class might have slipped away from her hands. But after a glance at her eyes, he suddenly discovered something else, "Is this Qingran?"

The photo on the girl's phone is Xia Qingran a few years ago. The green trees are golden and swaying. He is even more touching than the clear autumn scenery behind him.

Chen Tingting also widened her eyes and looked at him in surprise: "Do you know him?"

"Natural." Du Heze chuckled, "We grew up together."

He keenly noticed that the girl's spine was straightened, and his body was leaning a little bit towards this side, as if he was very interested, so the topic continued to go down, "I knew him when I was six years old."

The interesting childhood stories were revealed bit by bit, and Chen Tingting put her slender hand on her chin, listening to it with great interest, and would ask a few questions from time to time. Only then did Du Heze realize that she was Xia Xinji's high school classmate, so she often ran into these brothers at the school gate.

"They have a really good relationship," the girl said enviously, "Every time Xia Xinji saw his brother, the gentleness on his face could not be stopped..."

For some reason, this sentence suddenly made Du Heze feel a little strange.

"Gentle?" he murmured and repeated the word.

"Yes," Chen Tingting didn't realize what was wrong and continued to say, "I thought the relationship between brothers in this kind of family would not be particularly good, but Xia Xinji seemed to like to act coquettishly at his brother, and would stamp his feet to hug him..."

And his clear and upright brother would spread his arms and obediently wrap his younger brother in his arms, as if even the roots of his eyelashes were filled with tiny light. At that time, Chen Tingting was really envious and jealous.

She also wanted to have such an older brother - as long as he was looked at by those eyes, he felt like he had the whole world.

Du Heze could no longer hear her words.

He took the girl out of the car, then returned to the car, and began to sort out his thoughts again. In two years abroad, Du Heze had basically confirmed that Xia Xinji had made the plan in advance.

But what are the benefits of forcing himself to go abroad? At that time, he was himself who helped him into the Xia family. At that time, Xia Xinji was also himself who was in love at the beginning. The two of them joined forces to completely suppress Xia Qingran. But Xia Xinji abandoned his allies, and inexplicably ran to the enemy camp, and in turn united with the other side to beat him up.

Du Heze thought about this question for two years, but never understood it.

But just now, Chen Tingting provided him with a creepy new idea.

......gentle.
Chapter completed!