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"The long pedestrian street of Lovers' Road is a special feature. "Between lovers, what they love is the long road, the romance that never ends."

Qin Yao gazed at the long street. This was the place where his memories of the most blissful and painful lives were the most painful.

Unfortunately, no matter how long the road was, he was at the end of it with that person.

She wasn't like Han Muyun, although carrying a heavy burden, she still had a sweet mood.

"Romance? Try carrying a pig on your back! It's all your fault. I said that she doesn't know how to drink. Han Muyun said angrily.

The cold wind caused Han Si Feng's entire body to tremble, but he seemed to have heard Han Mu Yun's unhappy voice.

"It's just red wine. Who would have thought that Little Feng would be so full of alcohol …" Qin Yao laughed and said, "I was pretty good when I was drunk, so I didn't make too much noise and fell asleep."

"Otherwise? "You still think she's drunk?" Han Muyun asked in a sharp tone.

"You're thinking too much …" She is your treasure, how could I dare to act rashly? " Qin Yao couldn't help but break into a smile. A friend and wife was not to be trifled with. He was very clear on this point.

"Hmph." Han Muyun's shoulder shook slightly, but he no longer said anything.

"If you can't move your back, I'll help you carry it." Seeing that there was still a long way to go before he could leave the pedestrian area to hail a taxi, Qin Yao added.

"No need!" Han Muyun tightened his arms and suddenly asked, "You really don't like her?"

"Let's go, why are we asking about those useless things?" Qin Yao paused. "But …" If you and Liu Zihui are still unclear, I might not be able to help you. "

"Hmph, you made me very angry today." Han Muyun snorted coldly.

"Yun, why did it suddenly change?" Qin Yao let out a low sigh. He sighed with some emotion and said, "Wasn't it great in the past?" There are still two years of time, how long can you last like this? "

"Don't worry about me. You just need to be responsible for liking her." Han Muyun said rudely.

"If you really like it, I'm afraid you'll suffer even more, won't you?" Qin Yao gently pressed his hand against Han Sifeng's back, as if he was afraid that she would slip away.

"In a different way, everyone will be very relaxed. Furthermore, if it was me, I wouldn't accept such a thing. " Qin Yao continued.

Han Muyun looked at the neon lights in front of him in silence, and said after a long while, "I want to change too. I want to be patient, but I can't control myself." Mom and Dad scolded me many times, but they weren't me. How could they understand my feelings? "

"If you are like this, everyone will be very tired." Qin Yao sighed. "I'm thinking of moving back after a while. There's nothing I can do about staying in your house."

"No way!" Han Muyun immediately objected, "You're not allowed to leave."

"I'm afraid that I will stay here for a little longer …" Qin Yao sighed again. "I can't believe I'm relying on this kind of warmth."

"Can't you rely on it? "Everyday in such a desolate house, no one cooks for you, no one talks to you, nothing but their own breathing …" Han Muyun's voice had also died down. The reason he had Qin Yao here was because he didn't need to be alone with Han Sifeng.

Otherwise, it would become the home of two people, and he was afraid that if he wasn't careful, he would do something that would hurt her again.

With Qin Yao at home, he would at least be a bit more rational.

"I really have to go …"

"Unless you like someone again, then I'll be at ease." Han Muyun didn't want him to leave.

He had to face Han Sifeng alone … It was too hard.

"I like you again …" Qin Yao's voice drifted through the cold winter night air, seemingly filled with endless sorrow.

In the cold wind, Han Si Feng felt a familiar feeling of relief from Han Mu Yun's short hair.

While she was swaying about, she was also swaying in her dreams.

When he woke up again, Han Sifeng was already lying on the bed with a very warm blanket — that was Han Muyun's body temperature.

Han Sifeng's head ached from the hangover.

She woke up in a daze for half a minute and suddenly realized — Han Muyun was in her bed again!

He immediately sat up and rubbed his head as he looked at the youth beside him.

Fortunately, Han Muyun was sleeping with his back facing her, otherwise, Han Sifeng would think he was having a nightmare.

After sitting up for a long time, Han Si Feng finally calmed himself down and quietly moved away.

Quietly getting up from the bed, he conveniently covered Han Muyun's blanket with it. Han Sifeng was afraid of waking the little devil up with a noise, so he walked out the door in his bare feet.

"If you're thirsty, there's hot water on the table." Han Muyun's voice suddenly came from behind.

Han Sifeng was shocked. He turned his head and said with a stiff smile, "Did I wake you up?"

'It's over, I was still thinking about what happened last night. I must have made Han Muyun unhappy. Plus, she was actually drunk … ' It must have made him even more angry …

"I haven't fallen asleep." Han Muyun sat up with his blanket, turned on the lamp, and rubbed his messy hair as he spoke.

Han Sifeng looked at him in surprise.

Shouldn't he be cursing at her with fighting spirit after waking up?

Han Muyun had truly changed. From the day she fell sick, he had become gentle and patient.

It was a miracle he had been able to last so long.

"Drinking just a little bit of wine can make you drunk …" Han Muyun mumbled as he handed a cup of water to me. "You're not allowed to drink from now on, do you hear me?"

"Oh." Han Sinfeng was very suspicious of whether he had drugged the water or not. Why else would he look so gentle?

Hesitantly, he took the cup and found that the water inside was still warm. Han Sifeng felt a wave of emotions surge through his heart. He felt that Han Muyun had turned from a demon into an angel.

"After getting drunk, it's easy to get thirsty. Drink more slowly." Han Muyun had a very experienced look. He lifted up the blanket and got into his own bed, murmuring, "Quickly get into the blanket after drinking it. It took you a long time to warm up, don't get cold again."

Han Sifeng originally found himself wearing long, long, and long underwear, and felt very embarrassed after having him take off his clothes and put on the bed. However, after hearing his words, he was shocked.

Was this really her brother?

Han Sifeng held the cup of water and blankly stared at his sleepy and handsome face. He couldn't find any words to describe the shock in his heart — Han Muyun wasn't an angel, he was a Bodhisattva!

A benevolent Bodhisattva!

However, Han Sifeng was momentarily at a loss as to how to accept his sudden change in attitude.

En, not fully prepared in his heart, to welcome his glowing brother …

"What are you doing? Is the alcohol still not awake?"

Han Muyun wanted to close his eyes, but when he saw Han Sifeng staring at him like he was a monster, his mood immediately turned sour and his tone turned nasty.

This woman … As usual, he had abused her, treated her a little better, and immediately looked at her as if she were looking at a ghost. It was really annoying.

"Mm …" "I'm awake …" Han Sifeng quickly drank the water, crawled onto the bed with trembling hands, and crawled back into his own blanket.

"Hurry up and sleep, we still have lessons tomorrow." Han Muyun turned his back on her and turned off the lights.

He acted very normal, just like a pure and innocent child.

The bed was very warm and still smelled like Han Muyun. Han Sifeng pressed the blanket tightly and closed his eyes to listen to his breathing. A strong feeling of happiness surged in his heart that could not be ignored.

Her demon brother had a beautiful little angel inside him.

One day, he would shed his demonic appearance and stand guard beside them like a true angel.

The morning sky was a cold blue.

When Han Sifeng saw the blue, he thought of Xiao Yin, who had not contacted him for almost a week.

However, she saw the principal who was in a hurry in the distance.

In the midst of a group of teachers, the principal occasionally spoke a few words with a smile in his eyes.

The principal had returned. What about Xiao Yin?

Han Si Feng couldn't help but stop his steps and watch the principal disappear into the distance. He really wanted to ask Xiao Yin about his situation.

"What are you looking at?" Han Muyun noticed that Han Sifeng stopped behind him and turned around to ask.

"Are you looking at that attractive handsome guy?" Qin Yao, who was standing next to Han Muyun, also stopped in his tracks and joked.

"Where …" "Of course not." He withdrew his gaze and quickened his pace to keep up with the two, worrying even more about Xiao Yin.

The principal came back first. Was Xiao Yin alone in the United States?

But judging from the principal's appearance, he could still smile. Xiao Yin should have received treatment without a hitch, right?

As Han Si Feng was thinking, he suddenly hit Han Mu Yun's straight back.

"Han Sifeng, what happened to you?" Han Muyun turned around, grabbed Han Sifeng's hair, and asked with a frown.

The ponytail tied to the back of his head hurt from his tugging. Han Sifeng retracted his mind and hastily asked, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Han Muyun let go of Ye Zichen's hand and frowned even more, "What were you thinking just now?"

He didn't believe that Han Sifeng would think about dinner right after breakfast!

Judging from her appearance, there must be something on her mind.

It might have something to do with that Xiao Yin.

Nothing could escape his eyes. Han Sifeng inwardly sighed. Just as he was struggling to find an excuse, Qin Yao interjected, "How about hot pot tonight?"

"Alright!" Han Sifeng immediately agreed. Making a hotpot was the most convenient way to cook, so he could be a bit lazy.

"What if it's on fire? How about jumping off the wall?" Seeing Qin Yao open his mouth, Han Muyun immediately cast Han Sifeng aside. He tilted his head and thought, "Eighteen types of extremely nutritious ingredients. With the addition of the Shaoxing Wine and the Soup Dumplings, it'll be extremely delicious."

Mhmm, a few days ago because Han Sifeng was sick, he glanced at the menu, saw this dish, and no longer wanted to enter the kitchen.

"Oh, is it going to be very troublesome?" Qin Yao asked, his interest piqued.

"There's no need to trouble yourself. Just five to six hours of stewing will be enough." Han Muyun smiled as he let go of Han Sifeng's shoulder and patted him lightly. "It's the weekend tomorrow anyways, let's go play football. After playing, we can go back and take a bath. It's about time for dinner."

How can you act on your own!

Qin Yao clearly wanted to eat hotpot and jump over a wall, but he still said that it wouldn't be troublesome?

18 kinds of raw materials were used to cook, fry, cook, and explode into different dishes with their own characteristics. They were also laid layer by layer in a Shaoxing wine jar.

Just as Han Si Feng was thinking about how to jump over the wall, he heard Han Mu Yun say, "Han Si Feng, did you hear that? "Go home and cook dinner and wait for us."

If she was busy, she wouldn't have time to think about others.

"Xiao Yun, eat the hotpot. I can use the broth, I definitely won't get hot … "Those materials on the Buddha Leaping Wall are hard to buy." As expected, Han Sifeng had no time to think about Lil 'Yin anymore and quickly found an excuse.