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"I'm his sister. He must like me." When Han Sifeng said this, he was no longer as relaxed as he was before.

Qin Yao smiled. He looked like he wanted to say something, but hesitated.

"Isn't it very hurtful?" Han Sifeng was silent for a while before he suddenly asked.

Qin Yao's expression turned grim. He took out a cigarette and held it to his lips.

"Ah …" "Can you stop smoking?"

Seeing him like this, Han Sifeng knew he made a mistake and brought up his unhappy memories. He couldn't help but feel very annoyed.

"Oh, sorry." Qin Yao smiled apologetically as he tossed the cigarette away. Rubbing his glabella, he said, "Emotions …" He couldn't hurt others. If he loved the right person, it meant he was happy. If he loved the wrong person … And I should be grateful for everything she gave me. "

When Han Sifeng heard this, his heartstrings moved. Was this the love of a mature boy?

Be grateful, love without regard for results...

"Little Feng, rest early." In an instant, Qin Yao became exhausted.

He should not think about Qi Yuanyuan anymore.

"But you were still hurt." Han Sifeng was not the least bit sleepy as he said in a low voice.

"Idiot." A gentle smile appeared on Qin Yao's face as he said, "Let's not talk about this anymore, okay?"

"Mm …"

"Feng already has someone he likes, right?" After a moment of silence, Qin Yao suddenly asked.

Ah?

What did he mean by that?

Could it be … Not going to be...

Han Sifeng's heartbeat suddenly sped up. When a boy suddenly asked a girl if there was anyone she liked, what kind of intentions did he have …

"According to what Xiao Yun said, there's a boy who often gives you supplementary lessons." With a faint smile, Qin Yao continued.

"..." "Yes." Han Sifeng didn't know what Qin Yao wanted to know. His heart was beating so fast that he couldn't even utter a single word.

"Little Feng likes him a lot?" Qin Yao asked again.

"Uh, yes … "Ah, that's not …"

Han Sinfeng's slow mind couldn't process what he was saying. He said incoherently, "I really like Xiao Yin, but that …" "It's not that I like it …"

"Compared to Xiao Yun, who do you want to be with more?" Qin Yao lightly smiled and interrupted Han Sifeng.

It was a strange question.

Han Sifeng didn't expect him to mention Xiao Yun.

However, she still thought about it seriously and answered with difficulty, "Xiao Yun is my younger brother and he has been with me for the longest period of time, so I didn't think about it. "Little Yin has a good personality and knows a lot of things. It's very comfortable being with him …"

Of course, family was very important, they could not be replaced. If a friend got along well, they would also be as important as family, right?

"But Xiao Yun doesn't seem to like you being with that boy." Looking at the serious young girl in front of him, Qin Yao lightly smiled.

"He didn't like Xiao Yin from the start," Han Sifeng's mood became downcast, losing his excitement from before as he mumbled, "He's always so despotic, always asking others for what he likes."

"Because that person is you." Qin Yao's eyes drooped slightly, appearing extremely gentle and elegant.

A faint sadness rose in Han Si Feng's heart. It was because of her?

What role was she playing in Han Muyun's heart?

"Isn't it the same for you? That day …"

Han Sifeng turned around and suppressed the sadness in his heart. He thought back to the day when Han Muyun had broken the corner of Qin Yao's mouth with a single punch, along with his fear. "I'm really sorry for what I did that day."

"Hehe!" Qin Yao raised his eyes and couldn't help but laugh. "Little Feng is a good sister."

Han Sifeng lowered his head in embarrassment. Suddenly, he felt the air become sticky.

Meanwhile, Qin Yao also discovered that the temperature in the air was slowly increasing. After all, he was a lone male and a single female. Furthermore, he was still a teenager …

Han Sifeng hastily stood up and stammered, "Erm …" Do you want a bath? "I'll go and help you get some water …"

Ah, he seemed to have said something wrong. He wasn't his own brother, so how could he say such intimate words?

It was all because he was used to talking to Han Muyun, but someone suddenly came to his home, so he couldn't get used to it.

"Uh, that … "Put your new clothes to the side, I'll wash them clean …" Han Sifeng's face was red as he stammered.

Crap, it seems to be getting worse as I talk about it.

"No need." Qin Yao let out a faint smile as he broke the awkward silence.

It was really a girl who blushed easily. Her pure appearance was really adorable, captivating.

"Then... Do you want me to help you find the clothes? "

What was she talking about? What was she talking about?

Han Sifeng couldn't help but want to bite his tongue off. No matter what, he was her former god of men. There was no future for him if he continued to be so foolish!

"Mm …" "No need …"

Seeing this, Qin Yao also felt a bit embarrassed. Sure enough, she had said something she shouldn't have said!

He lowered his head and twisted his fingers, cursing in his heart countless times.

Han Sifeng, ah Han Sifeng, you're such an idiot. Serves you right to be bullied by Han Muyun every day!

"Feng, go rest early."

A pair of warm hands suddenly stroked her head as Qin Yao's cheerful voice rang out.

Her cheeks were flushed, her hair was black and soft, her clear eyes were bashful and timid, and her lips were moist and moist …

She really was a cute and soft girl, no wonder Han Muyun liked to bully her.

"Ah …" Han Sifeng looked up at him in panic. His smile was calm and collected, but her heart was beating crazily.

After all, she was once a male god, and her sudden intimate contact with him made her extremely nervous.

When Qin Yao saw her flustered eyes shining like the stars in the night sky …

His eyes darkened, and the large hand that had been resting on top of her head suddenly slid down to her cheek.

Her lips were red and her teeth were white. Her skin was soft and tender. She was so delicate that it seemed as if a light touch could pinch water from her mouth.

Han Sifeng suddenly stepped back to avoid Qin Yao's finger.

She felt … The air became denser, denser, just like Qin Yao's eyes. It was so thick that she couldn't breathe.

At the same time, Qin Yao also reacted. In a split-second, he withdrew his hand, stood up, and said, "I'm going to take a bath."

Han Sifeng sat blankly on the sofa. When he heard the bathroom door close, he took a few deep breaths and felt a pain in his chest.

How terrifying, that feeling just now was so terrifying.

As expected, a man and a woman couldn't be together, otherwise … Too uncomfortable.

Weekend.

The intermittent snow had finally stopped.

The sun shined on the white snow, stinging his eyes.

"When are you coming back?"

Han Sifeng asked softly as he looked at Xiao Yin, who was wearing a white scarf, inside the airport.

"Very quickly." Her smile was like snow, pure white.

He was finally leaving.

He had been asked countless times when he would be back, and he didn't know whether he would be able to come back or not.

"Go back." Seeing Han Sifeng's sad silence, Le Dian Yin said again, "It's such a cold day, I don't want you to come and give it to me."

Han Sifeng tightened his scarf and silently looked at Le Yin's pretty face.

It was unknown when they would meet again.

She didn't want him to be her memory. She wanted time to bring him back.

"Remember our agreement?" Han Sifeng asked softly.

They had once agreed that they would wait until Han Xifeng grew up and became an outstanding doctor …

Han Sifeng was still working hard, and she hoped that Le Dian Yin would not give up.

"Of course." He smiled.

He was going to Washington for diagnosis and treatment, and no one knew what the future held.

"I will try my best... You must work hard too. " Han Sifeng bit his lips and said.

If possible, she actually hoped that he could stay there for a while longer. This might mean that his illness could be cured …

"Of course, what are you thinking about?" Lego Yin's bright eyes held a smile as he tugged on Han Sifeng's sleeve. "Don't worry, I'll bring you a present."

When he saw that she was about to cry, he felt even more reluctant to part with her.

Han Sifeng didn't want anything, she only wanted Xiao Yin to come back healthy.

The words in his heart stuck in his throat, Han Sifeng took a step forward and hugged Lil 'Yin tightly, wishing he could give him his warmth.

There was no warmth in his thin body, and it seemed empty.

He closed his eyes and silently felt her warmth.

After an unknown period of time, Le Yin finally said gently, "If you carry her like this, I won't be able to leave."

Han Sifeng finally let go and said embarrassedly, "You're fine over there …"

She felt that she had truly lost face. With so many people at the airport, the scene had turned into one of life and death!

"Yes." "I'll call you when we get there. You can go back."

"Fine." Out of the corner of his eyes, Han Sinfeng saw the principal holding his luggage and waiting with a smile on his face. She squeezed out a smile and said, "You have to call me."

"Mm, goodbye." He raised his hand and said with a smile.

"..." "Goodbye." Sniffing, Han Sifeng turned around reluctantly.

Although he was reluctant to part with her, he turned around and left without looking back. The smile on his face gradually faded.

Han Sifeng did not dare to look back. She walked out of the airport and looked up at the sky.

The sky was blue and cloudy, and the afternoon sun brought with it a chill.

The handsome young man who was softly talking about the Ten Commandments Poem, the smiling and silent young man quietly sitting on the basketball court, the youth who always had his own shadow, would return safely …

When he came back, his bright eyes would no longer be as lonely as when he smiled.

Han Sifeng prayed in his heart and returned home. He walked straight to the bathroom to bathe.

Early this morning, Han Muyun was nowhere to be seen before Han Muyun even got up.

After lunch, Qin Yao went out as well. It was such a quiet weekend afternoon, and she could finally take a hot bath and read some books. She could finally spend the rest of the weekend in silence.

Even though Han Sifeng was soaked in the hot water, he was still unable to relax his nerves.

She did not know if he would return, and she did not know what her future would be like.

Would he meet someone like him again?

As for Han Muyun, he had been acting really strange. Every day before dawn, he would be sneering at her when she was nowhere to be seen.

Han Sifeng really didn't know what sin he had committed in his previous life to have a younger brother like this.

However, she would rather have him speak coldly than do such an ambiguous action.

She didn't know how much longer she would be able to maintain the feelings between the two of them, based on her one-sided wishful thinking.