Chapter 3811

They can only accept the present brother, but they can't accept the brother who was once cowardly and needed protection.

They don't deserve to be around my brother!

Brother never needs such a person, not one!

Yeah

It's enough to have my brother by his side.

Hide him where no one can find him. No one can find him.

By the way, don't let him cook any more. Let him be his own brother all his life, just his brother.

That's good.

Join us, we can make you stronger.That's what ye Qingyun said when he found him.

make me stronger?Zheng Qiu is very excited.

but it depends on your sincerity.Ye Qingyun's mouth rises.

what sincerity?Zheng Qiu looks at Ye Qingyun.

chef Zheng.Ye Qingyun smiles his relationship with old yuan is so good that I can't let him appear in the next plan.

what do you want to do?Asked Zheng Qiu.

Don't be nervous. I won't hurt him. I just need him to stay in a place where the outside world can't find him until my plan is completely successful.Ye Qingyun looks into Zheng Qiu's eyes and seems to be able to see through the deepest desire in his heart on that day, as long as you can prove that you are right, he will not blame you or hate you.

okZheng Qiu answered.

Just in time, he is going to find a place to hide his brother. Just in time.

Everything is just right, and everything is developing in the direction he wants. The laboratory has really made him stronger, just a little bit, a little bit less.

But that Ilan you appeared, she destroyed everything, and brought out the man who had hidden him for so long.

No, he can't let his brother see him.

It's a little bit, a little bit.

He can't prove that he is right.

Brother still blames him and hates him

A little bit, a little bit

Until that big explosion, Zheng Qiu thought that he could not wait for that time in his life.

But

My brother forgives him.

Zheng Dong broke his hamstring and kept him by his side. He told him not to hate him.

Looking at Zheng Dong, who is washing fruit at the western kitchen pool, Zheng Qiu's mouth slightly rises in an arc.

My brother never lied to him.

When my brother says no, it means no hate.

Very good.

After washing the fruit, Zheng Dong turns around, and Zheng Qiuli converges the smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It's fresh. Try the grapes." Zheng Dong feeds a grape to Zheng Qiu's mouth: "try it."

"No, take it!" Zheng Qiu said fiercely.

"Try it." Zheng Dong can't help but say that he stuffed the grapes into Zheng Qiu's mouth: "sweet?"

"The acid is dead." Zheng Qiu turned his head.

"Yes?" Zheng Dong ate a grape: "it's sweet. It's really weird..."

"Hum." Zheng Qiu doesn't go to see him.

Trance, like back to childhood.

"Why are you fighting again?" Young Zheng Dong sat beside Zheng Qiu and said, "does it hurt?"

"There are many of them," Zheng Qiu said, biting his teeth. "But they hurt more than me."

"You're the best, OK. I made delicious ones for you." Zheng Dongduan brought out a bunch of cakes: "I made them for the first time. You have a taste."

"Those bastards, I will make them look good next time!" Zheng Qiu picked up a piece of cake and almost didn't spit it out.

Hard, salty, not salty, not sweet.

His eyes caught a glimpse of Zheng Dong's expectant face. Zheng Qiu tried to chew the cake and swallowed it: "delicious."

"Really? I'll try it, too. " Zheng Dong will reach for it as soon as his eyes are bright.

"Don't move! It's all mine. You can't eat it! " Zheng Qiuyi grabs the plate and shoves all the bad cakes into his mouth, leaving only a little cake dregs.

"That's true. It's a mess." Zheng Dong smiled and narrowed his eyes.

After eating the pastry, Zheng Qiu felt uncomfortable in his stomach: "I'm back to my room."

Then turn around and go.

"Is it so delicious?" Zheng Dong sticks out his fingers and puts the cake dregs on the tip of his tongue.

It's too sweet, too salty, too bad to eat.

"Bah, bah, bah..." Zheng Dong shook his head, it seems that he really has no talent for making cakes.

Looking at his brother's closed door, Zheng Dong's mouth turned up for a moment, revealing a smile.

This is his brother.

Once they shared the same heart. Now, they are the people who trust each other the most. In the future, they will become indispensable in each other's lives and support each other for a lifetime.Until death.

Zheng Dong takes a deep breath, looks at Zheng Qiu's side face, and raises his mouth.

When he was a kid, that's what he thought.

……

After Yuan Hui returned to yiweihai, he chatted with him for a while and had lunch together. Later, when yiweihai needed a lunch break, he left Fenglin sanatorium with Yixuan bamboo.

Straight back to longzhai, Yuan Hui received a call from the studio about the children's clothing exhibition: "xuanzhu, you go back to the room to play, Qianqian and Xiaofeng will come back later, mom has a video conference, don't accompany you first."

"Well, mom, do it." Yixuan bamboo has always been clever, nodded and promised to come down then Deng Deng Deng ran upstairs, back to his room.

The diary spread out on the table, Yixuan bamboo picked up the pen, eyes fell on his previous paragraphs.

Every time I see her smile at me, my heart beats fast, my hands shake, and my legs sweat.

I think it's about the heart. After thinking about it, Yi xuanzhu continued to write about the feeling of myocardial insufficiency.

"HMM..." With his head askew, Yixuan bamboo poked his cheek with the tip of his pen and muttered, "how can it feel like something strange..."

But that's exactly what the doctor said.

Shrugging his shoulders, yixuanzhu continued to write: "listen to my mother, she is very good, and I know that she is very good, and I always know that.

after a pause, Yixuan bamboo reached out and pinched his belly and sighed with frustration I think the gap between us is not just age AhIn this diary, Yi xuanzhu, who is only eight years old, tells her troubles one by one.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and the voice of longmingye and longmingfeng came from outside: "little uncle, we are back!"

"Wait a minute!" As soon as Yixuan bamboo was nervous, he hid his diary in the drawer and closed the pen before he opened the door and went out.

Longmingye is two years younger than Yixuan bamboo, and longmingfeng is three years younger than Yixuan bamboo. Although the three children are about the same age, in front of the younger brother and sister longmingye, who are one generation younger than themselves, Yixuan bamboo can still maintain his gentlemanly demeanor, showing the mature and stable side: "you are back."

"I'm back. Where did you play today, uncle?" Longmingye asked, "did grandma take you to eat anything delicious? Did you take you to the amusement park? "

"No, I went to see Grandpa." Yixuan bamboo shook his head and said.

"Little uncle, we're going to buy clothes with mommy in a moment. Come with us. She'll be back soon." Longmingye said with a smile.

"I'm not going." Yixuan bamboo is now troubled by his young heart. He doesn't think of any door now.