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He became even thinner, and on his originally delicate and pretty face, there was only a pair of bright eyes.

His lips, once pink, were now as pale as his skin, so that not even the tiniest tinge of red could be seen.

Han Sifeng tried his best to calmly answer the questions, then glanced at his hands.

It was slender and fair, and it was trembling slightly.

This was the first time that Han Sinfeng's heart ached so intensely, wishing he could share some of the pain.

"I heard you were sick …" Is it better now? "

The exam was finally over. Han Sifeng sat in his seat for a long time before he asked softly.

"Did I make you worry? "It's nothing, I just stayed in the courtyard for a few days." His voice was still very soft, as if the sound would be cut off if he wasn't careful.

"Lil 'Yin …" Han Sifeng really wanted to hug him and cry, only now did he know how worried he was back then.

"I received your message." Loyin smiled gently.

Han Sifeng bit his lips and smiled after a long while.

"Let's go and see how many Mu Furong has opened."

"Twenty, I guess."

"Eighteen!"

"Are you sure?"

"I just counted them yesterday, haha."

As the sound faded away, Han Sifeng and Xiao Yin laughed as they talked, oblivious to the anger on Han Muyun's face behind them.

"Little Feng, do you know what disease I'm suffering from?" Ledi Yin suddenly asked while standing under the Hibiscus Mutabilis tree.

Han Sifeng's heart sank, and the pain in his heart began to spread again.

Because she knew … It must not be a minor ailment like a cold.

"Feng, I …" Just as Le Dian Yin was about to speak, Han Si Feng suddenly turned around and hugged him tightly.

He was so thin she could feel his bones and his heart through his clothes.

A weak beating heart.

"Don't say it." Han Sifeng's chin was right on his shoulder. His voice was shattered by the wind, and his heart was in pain.

At first, she thought he was just having a bad heart, but as time went on, she gradually realized that he wasn't just physically weak.

She didn't want to know the truth because she was afraid that he would suddenly disappear from her life.

After a long pause, he finally lifted his hand and caressed Han Sifeng's hair. With a smile, he said, "Idiot, it's a pandemic. Aren't you afraid of being infected by me?"

"Really?" Han Sifeng embarrassedly left him a little and his voice also became joyful.

But... Really?

Han Sifeng knew it wasn't real, but … Even telling a lie would be more merciful than the cruel truth.

"It's autumn, I might catch a cold if I'm not careful." "You know that my health has always been poor, and my resistance has always been poor. That's why I stayed in the hospital for so long."

"Then... "Why didn't you call me?"

"The hospital doesn't allow you to use your cell phone. It was an uncomfortable day and I wanted to send you a text, but I sent it before I could type, so I let you worry about me. I'm really sorry."

"It's good that you're fine." Han Sifeng shook his head and forced a smile.

She is very stupid, but... How could ordinary wards not use cell phones?

But... As long as he came back, all was well.

"Han Sifeng, are you still unwilling to leave?" A low, deep, magnetic voice sounded from behind Han Sifeng.

Han Sifeng was shocked, only now did he realize that he was still very close to Xiao Yin, and their posture was very intimate.

She quickly took a step back and turned around to see Han Muyun leaning against a tree.

His leisurely posture did not match with his ashen face.

"Xiao Yun... "Why aren't you home yet?" Han Sifeng smiled embarrassedly.

When Han Muyun saw Le Dian Yin, he felt a sense of parting from death, so he was a bit impulsive. It was truly embarrassing to be seen by Han Muyun.

"I'll wait for you to go back with me." Han Muyun's eyes were filled with dark clouds. He carried his school bag, walked in front of Han Sifeng, and raised his eyebrows. Can we go now? "

"Ugh …"

If she told him to go back now, he would definitely be torn to shreds. But, Han Sifeng really wanted to stay with Xiao Yin for a bit longer …

Seeing Han Sifeng's hesitant expression, Han Muyun was extremely angry. He grabbed her arm without saying a word and pulled her far away.

"Wait a minute, Xiao Yin and I haven't said anything yet …" Han Sifeng turned around and saw Xiao Yin standing under the Hibiscus tree with a pure smile on his face, waving at her.

Han Muyun ignored her and used more and more strength in his hand. Han Sifeng could even hear his bones protest.

His fingers had dug into her soft skin and were still tightening.

"Xiao Yun, it hurts, be gentle and let …" Han Xinfeng finally couldn't bear the pain anymore and was about to speak when Han Muyun suddenly turned his head and viciously glared at him like a hungry wolf.

He was indeed a hungry wolf in his previous life, a hungry wolf killed by her!

"You … How can you hug someone so casually? " Han Muyun tried his best to control his anger, causing his hand to tremble slightly as he tightly held onto her arm.

"It's been a while …" Han Sifeng felt that this was a hug of friendship, just like his old friend who had experienced life and death, the excited mood after meeting him again.

It was different from how he hugged those girls!

"He's a boy!" Han Muyun forcefully lowered his voice, as if he could suppress his emotions this way.

"But he's Little Yin …" Han Sifeng still wanted to debate.

"I really want to kill you." Han Muyun walked to the corner and suddenly grabbed Han Sifeng's slender neck, a trace of sadness flashing across his dark eyes.

"Xiao Yun …" Han Sifeng felt his fingers tighten. He held his breath and found it hard to speak.

He wouldn't kill someone because of such a small matter, right?

Han Muyun truly was a fiend!

Fortunately, it was only a few seconds before Han Muyun suddenly released his hand. As if nothing had happened, he calmly walked forward.

Han Sifeng clutched his neck as his legs turned weak. He still didn't understand why he was so angry.

She did not pinch his neck when he held her that day.

Furthermore, Xiao Yin was intelligent and knowledgeable, far more upright than the unlearned Liu Zihui. Why couldn't he hug someone else?

However, there was also her fault. All these years, she had spoiled him, which was why she was so unreasonable and overbearing.

If time can reverse, Han Sifeng will... He would repeat the same mistake and pamper him!

Sigh! She was indeed an incompetent older sister.

Han Muyun was very angry, he could feel it from every single action he made.

When he ate, he bit down hard on the food.

When he was watching television, he frowned slightly.

When his parents talked to him, impatience was written in his eyes.

When he went to take a bath, he put the water down very loudly...

"Have you quarreled again?" The woman was very sensitive. Her mother glanced at the bathroom and asked.

Han Sifeng shook his head and said helplessly, "I don't know what's wrong with him."

"There's something wrong with Xiao Yun these two days. I'll talk to him sometime." Dad said, staring at the TV.

"Father, you should have communicated with him earlier." Father, you should have communicated with him earlier. Han Sifeng pouted as he ate the papaya. "Don't always be busy outside. You have to be concerned about Xiaoyun."

"Didn't Xiao Yun have you?" His father glanced at his daughter and chuckled before moving to Han Sifeng's side. He put his arm around her shoulders and said, "Little Feng, it's been hard on you. Don't worry, that kid will slowly learn how to express his feelings …"

"Eh? This is a papaya? " His mother suddenly interrupted him. She pointed to the neatly sliced fruit on the plate and asked in surprise, "Feng, are you eating a papaya?"

Han Sifeng's face turned hot. He couldn't help but want to explain, "Eating papaya is very normal …"

"You didn't like papaya." His mother raised her pretty eyebrows and suddenly stretched out a hand. Before Han Sifeng could react, she pressed it firmly on her chest with a "Pa" sound.

"How is it?" Ignoring his shocked daughter, his father calmly asked.

His mother's slender fingers moved and she nodded. Her face was full of joy. "I've grown up a little, and my shape is very flexible. If only I could be bigger …"

Han Sifeng was speechless.

"What are you doing?" Han Muyun had just come out from his shower and saw his mother's posture, he immediately rushed over with a frown. "Mom, take your hand away."

"Xiao Yun, Feng is starting to develop here …" His mother didn't care about Han Sifeng's feelings of wanting to die. She turned her head in surprise and said to Han Muyun.

Han Sifeng was already petrified.

"I know! Can you not touch her? " Han Muyun's expression was gloomy.

As for Han Sifeng, he was completely dumbfounded. What did he mean by "I know"?

Han Muyun impatiently pulled his mother's hand away, then pulled his father's arm away from Han Sifeng's shoulder. He said snappily, "Dad, I have something to say to you."

"I was just about to go with you … "Let's exchange some pointers." His father patted Han Sifeng on the shoulder and stood up with a smile. "Little Feng, you can do it! Eat more papaya!"

Han Sifeng continued to stare blankly at the sofa with a red face.

His mother smilingly patted his daughter's tender face. Then, she forked a piece of papaya with a piece of fruit and placed it next to Han Sifeng's mouth. "Here, have some more."

Why had they always cared more about her disappointing breasts than her healthy mind?

He opened his mouth in frustration and ate the papaya under his mother's excited and expectant gaze.

That night, Han Sifeng slept soundly because Xiao Yin had finally returned.

But in the morning, Han Sifeng saw Han Muyun's smelly, sleeping face again.

He seemed to be angry even while sleeping, and his handsome and stubborn features were filled with a baleful aura.

Lying on top of the big bear, Han Sifeng blankly stared at him for a long time before coming to a conclusion — Han Muyun was still a good little brother. Although he was very angry yesterday, he didn't do anything strange.

"You idiot, what are you daydreaming for?" Han Muyun suddenly opened his eyes and asked in a low voice, as if he knew she was peeping.

He woke up?

Han Sifeng immediately wanted to shout, "Get lost!" out of reflex, but the words stuck in his throat because he saw his eyes were bloodshot and filled with fatigue.

Did he not sleep well last night?