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Even though he had a crush on Qin Yao in the past, he no longer had the same thoughts as before.

Especially when it came to having his own brother help him with his love affairs. It was too awkward.

Han Sifeng decided to wait until everyone calmed down before having a good talk with his little brother.

"Pour some water." Han Muyun helped Qin Yao onto the sofa and gave the order.

Frowning, he turned to Qin Yao and said, "Didn't you just say we were going home? Why are you drinking so much now?"

Han Sifeng brought the water over. This time, Qin Yao was extremely drunk. Without saying a word, he lay back on the sofa and stared blankly at the ceiling.

It seemed like … Both calls had been made by Qin Yao to Han Muyun.

Qin Yao's body was covered in mud and mud. He seemed to have fallen down a few times. Even his open collar didn't feel cold. His body was very wet and he must have walked in the snow for a long time.

"Go get some hot water." Han Muyun said again.

Han Sifeng could only act like a servant and immediately call for hot water upon receiving the order.

Han Muyun glanced at the silent Han Sifeng, then suddenly stood up and coldly said, "Wipe him down."

"Ugh …" Han Sifeng was stunned.

Was this a chance for her to get close to him?

In other words, was he really going to help her chase Qin Yao?

Please... She really didn't want to be in love anymore.

Qin Yao's face turned red as his breathing quickened. After being drunk for so many days, his body was in such a terrible condition.

Although Han Sifeng didn't want to further develop with Qin Yao, seeing how uncomfortable he was, he still worriedly placed a hand on his forehead. As expected, it was frighteningly hot. It seemed like he had caught a cold.

Han Sifeng raised his head to look at Han Muyun and discovered that he was frowning. He tightly clenched his teeth as he glared at her, as if she had once again molested Qin Yao.

"He has a fever." Han Sifeng was shocked by Han Muyun's expression and pointed at Qin Yao.

Han Muyun's expression was dark as he probed Qin Yao's forehead. His already furrowed brows tightened even more. "Idiot, there are so many women in this world. Is it worth it to treat yourself like this?"

"Did he like the girl very much?" Han Sifeng asked carefully.

"No matter how much you like her, it's all in the past now." Han Muyun enunciated each word clearly, "The past is the past, other than memories, there's nothing else."

When Han Muyun said this, his expression was very strange, as if he was a bit sad.

Han Sifeng sighed in his heart. Was there really nothing but memories in the past?

"What are you daydreaming about? Go get the antipyretic! " Han Muyun said in dissatisfaction.

"Don't you have to go to the hospital?" The thought of having to take care of the patient all night sent Han Sifeng into a frenzy.

It wasn't that she didn't want to take care of Qin Yao, but that she was in a bad mood and wanted to keep her heart at peace.

"It's just a fever. Don't you usually take care of me when I'm sick at home? You want me to carry him to the hospital in such a heavy snowfall? " Han Muyun asked coldly.

Han Sifeng had no choice but to silently get up and go get the medicine box …

After staying beside Han Muyun's bed for the night, Qin Yao's fever had finally subsided.

Han Sifeng rubbed his eyes. It was already four in the morning. Tonight, he would occasionally change out a towel for Qin Yao, making his hands sore.

Han Muyun, on the other hand, slept on the bed and didn't move for the entire night. She was too tired to even raise her arm.

Han Sifeng dragged his tired body back to his room. Without even closing the door, he laid down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Because he was too tired, he slept extremely well. When he woke up, it was already bright outside the window.

Han Sifeng looked at the alarm clock sleepily and immediately shouted, "Ah! "It's already ten-thirty …"

Oh no, it's almost time to end class, isn't it?

Han Muyun this fellow actually didn't wake her up to go to class!

Han Sifeng rushed out of the bedroom. His left hand held his hair, while his right hand held his socks. Because his lips were injured, he could only curse in a low voice, "Stinky brat, you have no conscience …"

"Who's a heartless little shit?" A cold voice interrupted Han Sifeng's words.

Han Sifeng raised his socks and looked up. He saw Han Muyun calmly sitting on the sofa, a cold smile on his face.

Looking at this woman's disheveled, disheveled appearance, she most likely thought that she was going to have to attend class today …

Ai, why would he like such a stupid woman?

"Ah …" "That …" Han Sifeng was greatly embarrassed. He didn't know where to put the socks in his hands, but forced out a smile. "Class is about to start …"

"Your head is about to be crippled." Han Muyun put down the newspaper in his hands, squinted at her and said, "Today is the weekend, hurry up and go buy food and cook. You've only slept until now, and you've really wanted to starve me to death!"

It's the weekend?

Oh, Saturday, I think.

It was all because of how nervous she had been last night. She had been in a daze all night and had even forgotten about the weekend.

"I'm so stupid... I actually forgot that I don't have to go to class today. "

"Hmph, it's fine as long as you know you're stupid. Go buy some vegetables." When Han Muyun saw that she was still a bit confused, he couldn't help but sigh internally.

I really don't understand … Why do you like it so much...

He even liked her stupidity.

"We'll go right now. Xiao Yun is hungry, right? What do you want for lunch?"

Han Sifeng was sitting on the sofa, wearing cotton socks as he tried his best to ask.

Although the wound on her lips still hurt and the corner of her heart was a bit dark, when she woke up and saw Han Muyun's normal expression, it felt like her mind was trying to hide what happened last night as much as possible.

"Chaozhou Roasted Goose, Rotten Skin Shrimp Pancake, Sweet potato meat, Braised Grass Fish, Soybean Dried Sea Ginseng …" Han Muyun lazily said without batting an eyelid.

"Wait …" Han Sifeng's expression turned uglier and uglier.

Did he want to mess with himself again?

"There's no need to eat so much with just the two of us, right? It's enough for us to make the waffle hotpot, what do you think? " Han Sifeng suggested.

"Who said it was just the two of us?" Han Muyun raised his eyebrows and pointed to his room. "Qin Yao is here as well."

God! How could she have forgotten about Qin Yao?

He had indeed fallen asleep in a daze.

Han Muyun looked coldly at Han Sifeng and gritted his teeth, "Is there really a need to be so surprised? Qin Yao didn't like girls who were too proactive. He pleaded with her, "Calm down. Otherwise, I'll scare him away."

Surprise? It was a pleasant surprise. She was clearly surprised, alright?

"Ha …" "Where did I …" Han Sinfeng suddenly thought of Qin Yao. After a moment of absent-mindedness, she stammered out a rebuttal. She immediately got up and walked towards the bathroom.

「 By the way, Qin Yao might be living with us for a while.」 Han Muyun stared at the newspaper and slowly spoke, "You …" "Seize the opportunity and don't look stupid all day."

This kind of feeling was unbearable. It was unexpected that a dignified Han Muyun would help a girl chase someone else …

"Huh?" Han Sifeng turned his head to look at him, his face full of surprise.

Was he going to stay with them?

Why did he live here?

Furthermore, Han Muyun didn't like being disturbed by others. Even though he was on good terms with Qin Yao, it was somewhat unexpected for him to be allowed to live with him.

"Didn't you say not to look foolish?" The corner of Han Muyun's mouth twitched. When he saw Han Sifeng's slow reaction, he said in a very unhappy tone, "Uh, what the f * * k!?" What kind of expression is that? If Qin Yao lived here, wouldn't it be easier for you to make a move? "Seeing you acting so idiotic, I really want to …"

"But, his family …"

Han Sifeng didn't expect Han Muyun to be so magnanimous in letting Qin Yao stay in order to 'make things easier' for him.

"He was living alone from the start, but now that he has broken up with Qi Yuan and is recuperating in our family, this is a great opportunity, don't waste it." Han Muyun suppressed his anger and said in a low voice.

Recuperate?

"Where is he injured? Is the fever still not over? " Han Sifeng asked nervously.

"Shit!" Han Muyun fiercely cursed out and threw down the newspaper. He looked at the young girl who was still unconscious from her sleep and rubbed her temples in a frenzy, "I really want to kill you!"

Love wounds! What did she think it was?

"Ugh …" I'll go and buy some food right away. " Han Sifeng had only just woken up. His head was still dizzy and his reaction was a little slow.

She tactfully avoided provoking her hot-tempered brother and quickly walked into the bathroom.

After washing his face and rinsing his mouth, Han Sifeng was about to go downstairs when Han Muyun also walked to the entrance with a dark expression.

From the looks of it, he seemed to be planning to go downstairs with her.

"Xiao Yun, you don't need to go down. It's very cold outside." Han Sifeng changed into his snow boots and said.

Han Muyun changed into a pair of shoes with a cold expression and ignored her.

Every time he did something too excessive, Han Sifeng would always avoid it.

As long as he didn't mention it, she would pretend not to ask …

This kind of Han Sifeng made him even more depressed and unable to vent.

Even if she had quarreled with him, it would be better than her current lukewarm condition.

Han Sifeng looked at his expression and shut his mouth, allowing him to follow her downstairs.

It had been snowing all night, and it was already silver outside.

The sky was still filled with tiny snowflakes.

Han Muyun held his umbrella as he walked beside Han Sifeng without saying a word.

Looking from afar, the two holding umbrellas had the most cute height difference. If someone else didn't know, they would definitely think that this pair of brother and sister was a loving couple.

"Xiao Yun, let's finish the meal and make a snowman."

Although it was very cold, Han Sifeng, who had liked snow since he was young, managed to find a topic to talk about with great interest.

It was better to talk than not to talk at all.

Han Muyun suddenly stopped in his tracks and looked at the two children playing nearby.

Han Sifeng followed his line of sight. The two kids that were only six or seven years old were busy in the snow, having fun. Their little faces were red from the cold and kept rolling snowballs on the ground.

"Ha, doesn't it look like it when we were kids?" Han Sifeng squeezed out a smile and asked.

Han Muyun held up the umbrella, a trace of sadness and yearning flowed out of his cold eyes.

Ten years ago... It felt so far away and so close.

"In the blink of an eye …" Han Muyun murmured, "Those days became memories."

Han Sifeng was slightly stunned. If he remembered correctly, from last night to today, he had said those words twice already.

This wasn't like her former confident brother.

Only the old man at dusk would occasionally recall the past.

"You're still young, why are you lamenting about all this?" Han Si Feng felt a bit of uneasiness in his heart. He kept having the feeling that Han Mu Yun had somehow changed.