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Idiot.

Xiao Yun is such an idiot …

Han Sifeng was no longer able to return the originally unequal love.

If only she hadn't known him.

"What happened?" Han Muyun suddenly turned his head and caught up with Han Sifeng. He held out his hand to stop her as he asked this.

He knew something was wrong... It must be Ouyang Qingxue.

"What I have said to you is true; what I have promised you, I want to do, but... "Han Muyun is still Han Muyun, but Han Sifeng isn't Han Sifeng …" Han Sifeng looked at the empty street and tried his best to sound cheerful, but he became more sorrowful.

"What are you talking about? My brain isn't clear again! " Han Muyun suddenly held Han Sifeng tightly, as if he was afraid that she would disappear in the next moment.

"Han Sifeng, you idiot, hurry up and come back to normal. You're not allowed to say weird words, you're not allowed to cry."

"You are my nightmare," Han Sifeng raised his head and whispered in his ear, "Thank you for teaching me to cry."

"You … Don't talk nonsense. " Han Muyun reached out his hand towards Han Sifeng's forehead and nearly flew into a rage, "Han Sifeng, if you're not feeling well, then let's go see a doctor. You're not allowed to …" "Don't be so strange!"

Han Sifeng closed his eyes, feeling the scorching heat in his embrace.

She had never thought that she would one day cherish such a hug so much.

"You weren't feeling well a few days ago, were you? A little fever, isn't it? "There's a hospital ahead, let's go …" Han Muyun said incoherently as he was almost out of control while hugging Han Sifeng.

"I want to go home." He held her tightly in his arms, causing Han Sifeng's muffled voice to travel out.

"Then let's go home now." Han Muyun's voice finally contained a trace of joy as he hastily said.

Han Sifeng raised his head and looked at him.

At such a close distance, one could see every thin line on his skin, his slightly creased eyebrows that were brimming with vigor, his eyes that were like cold stars, his tall and straight nose, and his thin lips — that used to be her favorite face, now that it was right in front of her eyes, it felt unattainable.

Go Home... How could she still have a home to return to?

"Go home now, will you?" A sliver of urgency flowed out of Han Muyun's eyes as he tried his best to control his tone and spoke gently.

Han Sifeng looked at his face and fell silent. He didn't know why, but he still couldn't bear to … He could not bear to refuse him in the end.

Han Muyun saw that Han Sifeng was silent. He happily held her wrist and revealed a smile. "Let's go back and rest."

Perhaps … Maybe she just suddenly remembered something strange, which was why it was so abnormal …

Didn't the doctor say that if Han Sifeng was stimulated, he might be able to recover his memories?

Han Muyun prayed in his heart that the heavens would give them some time to not let her leave him.

"Xiao Yun." Ouyang Qingxue's voice suddenly rang out. It was unknown when she had stood below the church's pillar, but her eyes were glinting as she looked at Han Muyun.

"Han Muyun, you haven't agreed to my request. How can you leave?" Ouyang Yu said from behind him.

"Let's talk about those things later. Can't you see that I'm fine now?" Han Muyun turned around, his eyes turning cold.

Today... Han Sifeng changed so much, he couldn't possibly be half a step away from her.

No matter who it was, they couldn't be separated.

"Xiao Yun, didn't you want to accompany me …" Ouyang Qing Xue looked uneasily at Han Muyun. When he had gotten violent, she had been a little scared.

After all, I like it so much.

When you really love something, you feel a sense of awe.

Because he was afraid of losing it.

It was just like Han Muyun's current state of mind.

"Little Feng is not feeling well, let's go." Han Muyun interrupted Ouyang Qingxue and quickly dragged Han Sifeng along with him.

Ouyang Qing Xue bit her lips as she watched the two of them dragging their backs under the street lights. She didn't understand why Han Sifeng was still so calm.

It must be because he couldn't bear to part with Han Muyun!

Otherwise, knowing the replaced bliss, the subverted fate, she would have lost her soul, would have felt that the sky was dark, would have cried without tears, would have felt heartbroken, and would have questioned Han Muyun …

But why …

She didn't do anything, but she actually … He actually left with Han Muyun.

Ouyang Qingxue could not understand Han Xifeng's hidden feelings.

Because she did not understand how deep the ties between them were after ten years of little by little interaction.

Just like two trees that had grown up at the same time, the roots under the ground were already tangled together. If he wanted to move one tree to cut off everything between them, he would definitely die.

Han Sifeng... He couldn't do it!

She and Han Muyun's roots were tangled together, making it impossible for her to escape.

He was so good to her, they were so good to her...

"Qing Xue," Ouyang Yu walked to Ouyang Qing Xue's side and extended a hand as he asked, "Is this yours?"

"Eh? I was looking for it, how is it in big brother's hands? " Ouyang Qing Xue's face was innocent, but she frowned and said, "What's wrong?" but I did the MR. Tang gave me supplementary English recordings. "

"Is that so? Then don't lose it. " Ouyang Yu calmly said as he returned the recording pen to Ouyang Qingxue.

He had to carefully take back this piece of evidence. He was not as shrewd as her mother.

"Yes, I will pay attention to it next time …" Ouyang Qingxue said with a smile as she hurriedly put the recorder back into her bag.

Ouyang Yu had his hands in his pockets as he looked at the moon above the sea. No one would be able to enjoy such a beautiful night scene.

"Feng, are you not feeling well?"

But when Ying saw the expression on Han Muyun's face when he returned with Han Sifeng, she knew something bad had happened.

She really regretted that she did not immediately end this holiday.

Even though she knew that Zhang Ruo Lan had already started meddling in the matters of ten years ago and that Ouyang Qing Xue had inherited Zhang Ruo Lan's scheming, she didn't care about this matter.

She had thought that Ouyang Qing Xue was just a teenage girl that was infatuated with Han Muyun. She would occasionally throw a tantrum and not cause any trouble.

Not to mention Ouyang Yu.

Although Ouyang Yu was hard to figure out, he was a smart person and needed their help. It was impossible for him to say anything that he shouldn't have said about what happened ten years ago.

"Feng, don't be so low spirited. Let's play cards." Han Zijian looked at his wife with worry and suggested.

In the past four people's recreational activities are to play bridge, or to play the heart of the great adventure.

"Why don't we play with the truth?" Han Sifeng finally spoke with a peculiar smile.

"Playing Truth Game? "Alright!" Ying Ying clapped excitedly, but there was no happiness in her eyes, "Don't be shy when you ask a guy you like."

"Truth Game …" Han Muyun murmured from behind him. His voice was low and deep.

In the bedroom, everyone sat around the sofa and drew lots.

The person who drew the red lot was the person who asked the question.

"Red lots." Han Muyun said as he picked up the card and looked at Han Sifeng.

"If you have any questions, just ask. Mom doesn't have any secrets." However, Ying Ying patted her chest and said first.

"Alright, since mom is so active, I'll ask you." Han Muyun's lips curled up into a smile as he looked at his father and asked, "Besides dad, have you ever fallen for another man?"

"No!" His mother shot a glance at Han Zijian and smiled brightly. "Definitely not."

"Tell me the truth." Han Muyun raised his eyebrows.

"What do you mean, kid?" His mother reached out to knock on Han Muyun's head, but he dodged it easily.

"Alright, alright. Draw again." Han Zijian obviously didn't like to play games, he just wanted to cooperate with everyone.

"It's me again." Han Muyun spread out his hands and drew the red stick again.

Han Sifeng didn't say anything the entire time. Although he knew that his mother and Xiaoyun were purposefully adjusting the atmosphere, he still couldn't relax today.

"Alright, dad, what's your favorite place for mom?" Han Muyun turned to ask his father.

He deliberately avoided asking Han Sifeng.

"Oh, everywhere." Han ZIjian answered without raising his head.

"The true nature of this answer needs to be verified." Han Muyun smiled.

"Damned brat, I'm not playing around anymore. Your mouth is so bad." Her mother took the opportunity to act coquettishly. She didn't want to continue playing.

"Again." Han Muyun clenched his teeth and glanced at Han Sifeng. Since she wanted to play, she would play until the end.

This time, it was Han Sifeng who drew the red stick.

Everyone looked nervously at Han Sifeng, so much so that the tip of his mother's nose was sweating.

"Who is Zhuo Mufeng?" Han Sifeng looked at the red straw in his hand and softly said, "Mom, you answer."

Hearing the name Zhuo Mufeng, everyone's faces turned pale.

Han Zijian's hand that was holding the cup of water trembled slightly, almost spilling the tea in his mouth.

I really know!

Was it Ouyang Qing Xue?

They should be on guard. How could Zhang Ruo Lan's daughter let her guard down …

"Mom, don't you know him?" Han Si Feng raised his head and looked at Ke Ying's pale face before asking.

Yang Ke Ying's lips trembled and his fingers curled up tightly. It was unknown how long had passed before he managed to force out a smile. "It was …" "An old friend."

"Old friends …" Han Sifeng smiled slightly and didn't pursue the matter.

"I'm not playing anymore. Little Feng, go rest early." Han Zijian said.

"Continue." Han Muyun clenched his teeth and reshuffled the contract.

I can't not play!

If you already know... He had to adjust his mentality, or in other words, adjust his fighting style. He had to stabilize Han Sifeng.

At this time, there was no retreat!

Mom and Dad were indeed slow and conservative in their actions. How could they retreat at such a crucial moment?

After two rounds, Han Sifeng drew the red stick again.

Everyone's expression became tense to a few points.

"Who is Qin Nianyun?" Without any foreshadowing, Han Sifeng looked towards his father.

"A former friend." Dad tried to reply calmly.

One game after another quickly took their turns.

"Why didn't you take me to treat my sleepwalking?" Han Si Feng looked at Han Mu Yun and asked.

Han Muyun's face was abnormally pale. He and his parents looked at each other and fell silent.

"Worried of awakening my memory?" Han Sifeng turned his head and looked at his mother who had lost her cool and asked calmly.