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In order to suppress this uneasiness, Han Sifeng took a deep breath and walked forward with his arm in hand as usual. "Let's go. Big sister will also bring you to fight a snowstorm to build a snowman …"

Han Muyun's body stiffened, and his face turned dark, "I'm not a child, who asked you to play these boring games with me?"

"Yes, Xiao Yun has grown up." Han Sifeng looked up at his face and smiled. "You've grown taller too."

It had also become unfathomable, no longer the cute and adorable child that was sculpted into jade during her childhood.

He became like an ethereal gray cloud, constantly worrying about whether it would suddenly rain or disappear.

Even though he tried his best to pretend that nothing had happened, he still knew that the cloud was getting lower and lower, and the lower it was, the more he would be able to see it clearly.

Han Muyun turned around in anger, "Don't always use your sister's tone to talk to me!"

"Where did I …"

"Hmph." Han Muyun let out a cold snort. Although he was still unhappy, the young girl beside him took the initiative to hug him. That warm feeling made him feel slightly better.

However, not long after he left, Han Muyun couldn't help but ask, "I want to know something."

"Hmm?" Han Sifeng looked at the fine snowflakes, still thinking about the dark clouds.

"I would like to know... "I want to know …" Han Muyun took a deep breath. He didn't want to hold it in like this. He wanted Han Sifeng to face the problem between them as well. "When I kissed you, what were you thinking in your heart?"

The smile on Han Sifeng's face froze.

There seemed to be barbed spikes running through her blood, and his bitten lip began to tingle in the cold wind.

"That... "I forgot …" After a long while, Han Sifeng stuttered.

Actually, it wasn't that he had forgotten, but it was because he had been too frightened. All of his nerves and senses had been put on strike, so he didn't have the strength to think about anything else.

Most importantly, the human body and brain would protect themselves. Some things were too tangled and painful, so they would be automatically forgotten.

That was how Han Sifeng's brain would protect her.

Things that were too scary, they would try their best to fade away until time came and took away everything …

"Then …" Han Muyun suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the sharp chin of the young girl beside him. Before she could regain her senses, his lips pressed down.

It was like a snowflake landing on his lips. In just an instant...

Han Sifeng's heart suddenly leaped. His nose was filled with Han Muyun's scent. Her face also turned red. After being stiff for a while, she suddenly backed off and almost fell onto the flower bed.

What was Han Muyun doing?

This was on the side of the road, what if someone else saw?

They were siblings … What would the neighbors think?

Thinking of this, Han Sifeng waved his fist in anger. "Damn brat, what are you doing?"

Did he really not care about the ordinary way of looking at things?

No... She could not allow him to continue making mistakes like this!

At this moment, Han Sifeng thought of the only solution.

"Tell me what you're thinking." Han Muyun pulled her away from the flower bed and looked at her flushed face with a profound gaze, "What were you thinking about just now?"

She had no idea how captivating her expression was right now.

It was like a red plum amidst the snow, painted with a beautiful red in the clear and cold.

Han Muyun wanted to kiss her again …

But when he saw the panic and fear in her eyes, he restrained it.

"What are you thinking?" Han Muyun continued to ask.

Han Sifeng was thinking, why would he do this again …

You really don't want to be Han Sifeng's little brother in peace?

Was he really going to be that gray cloud, covering the originally bright sky?

Did he really like it? To hurt with love?

"You … How could you do such a thing on the street? " Han Sifeng asked after a long while.

How could she really question why she did it?

How could she doubt her feelings for him and his sister for the past ten years?

All Han Sifeng could do was angrily criticize him, "What if someone familiar saw us? Wasn't it said that siblings weren't allowed to do such a thing? "Even if you like it, you can't do it so easily …"

"Is this what you're thinking?" A desolate smile appeared on Han Muyun's lips as he turned around and said, "I understand. It's not like siblings should do such a thing." I'm your brother... Han Muyun is Han Sifeng's little brother, that's all. "

Snow fell on Han Sifeng's face, making him feel cold.

She saw the sadness and sadness in Han Muyun's eyes, but she didn't know how to calm down.

"Han Muyun …"

Don't want to be a brother?

Don't you want to be a brother from the beginning?

If she didn't treat him as her younger brother, what kind of person could she possibly be?

After being entangled like this for so long, the siblings could no longer go back to the past.

Han Sifeng didn't know what he had done. He wanted to try his best to smooth over that crack, but the gap between them was growing wider and wider …

Now, if he stood on the edge of a cliff, even the slightest mistake could cause him to fall into the abyss.

That grey cloud called Han Muyun enveloped her heart. She didn't know if she should expel it or let it dissipate by itself.

Han Muyun pushed his shopping cart in front of Han Sifeng with a very cold expression.

Han Sifeng, on the other hand, had his head down behind him, feeling extremely dejected.

It was as if there were endless worries piled up in his heart, pressing down on himself until he couldn't breathe.

"Listen up! Qin Yao likes pure and kind girls, but you're too stupid. How troublesome!" Han Muyun casually swept through the goods and suddenly said, "His girlfriend was much more beautiful and intelligent than you, so it's best if you become a bit smarter as well."

"Oh …" "Eh, what do you mean?" Han Sifeng was looking for the seasoning he wanted with a headache. He was too preoccupied with his own thoughts, so how could he hear what Han Muyun was saying?

"Did you listen to me?" Han Muyun pursed his lips and took a few deep breaths before continuing, "Qin Yao and Qi Yuanyuan, the parents of both families have already tacitly agreed to marry each other. They will only be betrothed to each other after they graduate from university." Qin Yao's parents worked outside of the city. They were usually very busy, so Qi Yuan would often go to his house … "

With great difficulty, Han Muyun suddenly stopped.

"And then?" Han Sifeng couldn't help but ask.

"Just a few days ago, Qi Yuan suddenly asked to break up. It seems like she's moved on."

"Ah?" Aren't they childhood sweethearts? How can you just break up? A good guy like Qin Yao, how could she bear to let him go? Han Sifeng felt regretful but also curious.

It seemed that relationships were something even harder to understand than Han Muyun.

"Humph, in your eyes, any male is good." Han Muyun snorted coldly and said noncommittally, "Right now, he is at the low point in his life. When he returns to his house, he is all alone, so I will let him stay for a few weeks. You don't need to report this to your parents, do you? "

"It's fine even if he says so. Even if he lives here for a year or so, Mom and Dad won't say a word more." If his parents could really take care of the family, Xiao Yun wouldn't have ended up like this.

"You're not allowed to say it!" Han Muyun said impatiently.

"Got it." Han Sifeng rolled his eyes in his heart. This guy was truly a tyrannical ghost.

But that's also good …

At least he didn't have to be alone in the same house with him, spending the whole night together.

Furthermore … Hadn't she already made up her mind to solve the problem between her and her brother?

Then let's go with the flow …

Right now, the most important issue was not her relationship, but the relationship between her and her brother. In order to return to her original appearance, she was willing to try something she had never done before.

Qin Yao officially took up residence in Han Muyun's home.

Han Sifeng originally wanted to confess to Han Muyun that he didn't want to have a further relationship with Qin Yao, so he didn't say anything.

She had already decided that she would follow Han Muyun's wishes and get closer to him.

If she could find a boyfriend and make Han Muyun look normal, Han Sifeng would be more than willing to work hard.

It was just that he didn't know why Han Muyun had been so gentle and kind to Qin Yao, but he couldn't help but feel jealous when he looked at her.

She had been with Han Muyun for so long, but she had never seen him treat her so warmly.

The feelings between men made Han Sifeng feel strange.

After the meal, the three of them sat in front of the TV. Qin Yao silently held his phone. It was unknown whether he was texting or deleting photos.

As for Han Muyun, even though he was staring at the television, he kept glancing worriedly at Qin Yao from time to time.

Looking at Qin Yao's pale face, Han Sifeng felt somewhat sad.

His originally youthful face seemed to have aged a lot in a single night.

Feelings were indeed very hurtful.

"Cough," Han Muyun lightly coughed. He glanced at Han Sifeng and said, "Today is the weekend, you rarely get any rest. Why don't we go to KTV together?"

"You guys go ahead, I'm not feeling too comfortable." Qin Yao gave Han Muyun a faint smile and refused.

"Then go to the doctor." His expression was so bad that it made people worry.

"No need, Feng." Qin Yao put away his phone and let out a long sigh. "Oh, right. Thank you for taking care of me last night."

Han Sifeng's face turned hot. A wounded man truly had a unique charm!

Qin Yao was no older than them by more than two years, but Han Sifeng had always felt that there was a world of difference in their temperament.

Han Muyun sat beside him. At most, he was a beautiful young man, but although his facial features weren't as handsome as Han Muyun, he still emitted a mature aura. Every time he raised his hand to frown, it would attract the attention of the girl.

"Cough cough, Han Sifeng, go make me a cup of tea!" Han Muyun glared at Han Sifeng, as if he knew what she was thinking.

Although he wanted to help her chase Qin Yao, the thought of her being with Qin Yao made Han Muyun feel as if a knife was twisting through his heart. He felt all sorts of displeasure.

"Xiao Yun, you can't drink tea after eating just now. It's bad for the stomach." Han Sifeng glanced at Han Muyun and inwardly shook his head. Compared to Qin Yao, he was just a slightly prettier brat …

"I want to drink it. Go and brew it for me!" Han Muyun said in annoyance.

Look, it's a naughty kid with a bad temper and no upbringing!

"Alright, alright …" Han Sifeng helplessly got up and went to make tea for him.

"I have something to take care of." Just as Han Sifeng was about to return with his tea, he heard Qin Yao's voice.