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A hint of red suddenly surfaced on Han Muyun's pale face. He fiercely glared at Han Sifeng, then turned around and left the room as if he had seen a ghost.

After a few seconds, he suddenly turned around. "Are you kidding me?"

"Huh?" Han Sifeng was about to look for his pajamas, but was stopped in place by his aggressive words.

"You've become crafty." Han Muyun walked all the way to Han Sifeng's side. He pinched her chin and squinted at her, "You actually learned to change the topic."

"Huh?" Han Sifeng stared at him blankly. He was truly moved just now.

For so many years, to be able to endure her inhuman torture every night …

"Why have you been unable to sleep at night these past few days?" Han Muyun's fingers tightened slightly as his eyes became sharp. "Did you …" Is there something on your mind? "

"Nope." Forced to look at him, Han Sifeng fearfully denied.

"Then rest well tonight, otherwise …" Han Muyun's eyebrows creased as he let go, his eyes filled with threat.

"Don't worry, I won't bully you anymore." Han Muyun said before he turned around to leave.

Perhaps … It was because she was afraid of being bullied these past few days that she refused to sleep well …

Han Sifeng nodded his head repeatedly and watched him leave before letting out a long sigh. Han Muyun was indeed back to normal. The incident that day must have been an accident!

Another sunny day.

The seat beside Han Sifeng was empty, but he was used to this kind of lonely silence.

Although Xiao Yin wasn't by her side, he could feel that he had always been there, a comforting presence. That would be very happy.

"Pa!" The language book was thrown onto Xiao Yin's desk. Then, Han Muyun sat down beside Han Sifeng and looked at me gloomily.

After Xiao Yin left school, he often sat blatantly beside Han Sifeng, but the teacher actually ignored him.

Is this the privilege of a superior student? This is unreasonable!

Han Muyun's expression turned ugly, causing Han Sifeng to worry. How did he offend her today?

Breakfast not to suit your appetite?

Didn't arrange his schoolbag properly?

Did you forget to wash the clothes you changed yesterday?

"It's not like you slept well." Han Muyun lowered his voice and said as he raised his eyebrows.

"I read the book a little late …"

So it was because he knew that he was losing sleep again …

"You know the consequences of lying to me." Han Muyun's finger impatiently slid across his pretty lips as he coldly said this.

"Yes …" It's that... "I feel a bit uncomfortable." Han Sifeng shivered. Every time he threatened her, it was filled with a terrifying aura.

"Not feeling well?" Han Muyun frowned, then reached out his hand to rest on Han Sifeng's forehead. "Let's go see a doctor right now."

Han Sifeng immediately avoided his hand and mumbled, "Class is about to start …"

"Who cares what lessons they take, the most important thing for the body is!" Han Muyun grabbed her arm without saying a word and tried to pull her out.

"Xiao Yun," Han Sifeng tugged on his wrist, his face blushing as he endured the surrounding gazes and discussions of his classmates. He said in a low voice, "I heard that after I finish …"

Han Muyun's face was filled with impatience. It seemed like he really wanted to give her a few injections right now.

"That …" He stealthily looked around. Han Muyun had always been a flamboyant person, but the fanatics would never let him go. This also troubled Han Sifeng, making him feel like he was living under countless live monitors.

Han Muyun did not have much patience in the first place, especially now. His handsome face was filled with impatience.

Han Sifeng could only whisper in his ear, "Erm …" "It's here."

Han Muyun knitted his brows, "What?"

"I …" Han Sifeng looked very embarrassed.

Han Muyun suddenly realized something, his handsome face turned red, "Does your stomach hurt?"

Eh? How could he understand a girl's body so well?

"Why is it a few days earlier than usual?" Did you eat something cold? "Still, staying up late these past few days …" Han Muyun's voice was very soft, while Han Sifeng looked at him in surprise.

He stopped abruptly and turned his head with an embarrassed expression.

Why did he know so much about his own circadian cycle?

Why would a man study this when he had nothing better to do?

Was he a psychopath?

"What are you looking at? "Read the book!" Seeing that Han Si Feng was still looking at him with a look of shock, Han Mu Yun pushed her head down with a slap and said in annoyance, "You deserve it for staying up late every night!"

Han Sifeng admitted that he was shocked, how could he continue reading?

Why did Han Muyun know all about her aunt? Han Sifeng couldn't help but steal a glance at him, only to discover that his face was red as he absent-mindedly flipped through the book.

Han Muyun's face rarely turned red, which made Han Sifeng glance at him again.

"Still looking!" Han Muyun's entire body seemed to have eyes, but he could tell that Han Sifeng was looking at him without looking at him.

"How did Xiao Yun know …" Han Sifeng couldn't hold back his words anymore and blurted out what he wanted to know.

"Don't talk to me!" Han Muyun threatened in a low voice.

"Xiao Yun, when you're blushing …" Han Sifeng felt it was unusually cute, just like when he was young.

"Shut up!" Han Muyun clenched his fist.

Han Sifeng glanced at his handsome face that was tinged with anger and immediately shut his mouth, not daring to say another word.

During class, Han Sifeng sneakily looked at Han Muyun's perfect profile. He really couldn't bear it anymore. While the teacher wasn't paying attention, he quickly wrote a note to Han Muyun, "Xiao Yun, you're so meticulous and knowledgeable."

He even clearly remembered a woman's physiological cycle and knew how to deal with it. She was even better than his mother.

After Han Muyun read the slip of paper, his handsome face immediately darkened. He quickly wrote on the paper and pushed it to Han Sifeng's table.

Han Sifeng looked at it and saw four large words written on it, "To, me, to, to!"

Han Sifeng stuck out his tongue and wrote, "I'm praising you from the bottom of my heart. You actually know these things even better than I do."

Han Muyun's face was ashen as he quickly wrote another three words on the paper: You are an idiot!

Han Sifeng secretly smiled in his heart and wrote: But isn't it abnormal for boys to pay attention to those things?

Well, it's not that I want to praise him, it's that I want to know why he cares about this sort of thing.

Could it be that his little brother was really a freak?

Han Muyun's forehead was full of blue veins, but he clenched his teeth so hard that the pen was about to break.

His reply: Don't ever mention it again!

He really wasn't cute at all. Han Sifeng tore the note into pieces and stopped writing it for him.

But now that he thought about it, Han Muyun seemed to be very gentle and obedient a few days every month — it was the days of her physiological cycle.

Well, in those days, he would be very obedient and wouldn't cause her any trouble, nor make her angry.

Even when she cooked, he would tell her to use hot water. He was so domineering that he wouldn't let her touch anything cold.

Han Sifeng suddenly felt a warm feeling in his heart and couldn't help but look deeply at him.

As long as he didn't do anything strange, he would still be the best younger brother in the world.

Very quickly, Han Muyun threw over a book with four large words written on it: Listen carefully to the class!

Then he threw over a book with four big words written on it — Don't look at me.

As expected, he had eyes all over his body.

Han Sifeng thought for a bit, then lowered his head and wrote a few words on the book, tossing it to him. He replied, "Xiao Yun's so nice. I like you the most."

Han Muyun started to feel unnatural, a smile flashed across his perfect face.

Very quickly, the book returned to Han Sifeng's desk. It read: You would also say such idiotic words to others, right?

Han Sifeng quickly replied to the person he liked.

Han Muyun coldly snorted, "There are a lot of people you like."

Han Sifeng tilted his head and thought for a moment before replying, "The one I like the most is Xiao Yun."

Han Muyun's expression seemed to change. He quickly replied, "Remember what you said. In the future, I will ask for the appropriate amount of love."

Han Sifeng stared blankly. After looking at it for a long time, he could only reply, "Haven't I treated you well enough?"

She felt that she had already given him the best and most sincere of loves!

What you've done for me isn't what I want — Han Muyun's cold and unrestrained words caught Han Sifeng's attention.

Han Sifeng thought for a moment before writing, "Then tell me what you want from now on. I will give you everything I can."

Well, she was willing to sacrifice everything for her family.

Is that so? Some you may not want to give.

Han Muyun's words became more and more sloppy, showing how angry he was.

Baffled, Han Sifeng bit his pen and wrote: What do you want?

She was just a little brother, who had been giving him the most delicious and most fun ever since he was young. For the past ten years, she had meticulously taken care of him and poured all of her feelings into him. What else did he want?

Han Muyun didn't reply back. He tore off the page full of words and stuffed it into his pocket, his face expressionless.

Han Sifeng felt that he was definitely calling her an idiot in his heart.

Yes, Han Sifeng thought with certainty.

Her mind was truly different from his. She also didn't know why her parents could make him so exquisite, while her own mind was just so-so …

As usual, Han Sifeng went to see Xiao Yin when he was out of school and asked for lessons.

This time, Han Muyun silently followed behind her like a shadow.

"Do you want to come with me to see Xiao Yin?" Han Sifeng couldn't help but ask.

Han Muyun didn't say anything, but pursed his lips.

The curve of his lips was very pretty, slightly raised with a hint of pride and dominance, with a winter chill, but when he lifted the corners of his mouth it was as if spring had suddenly crashed into his line of sight.

Such beautiful lips, saying something that made people love and hate him, doing something that others couldn't understand … It also made the sunny corner in Han Sifeng's heart covered with a bit of dust.

"If only you could be Xiao Yin's friend." Han Sifeng sighed and shook off the black memories floating up.

The kind of thing he did to himself should never be remembered again.

Ye Zichen decided to think about why Han Muyun didn't like a boy like Lil 'Yin, since he was so good.

Han Muyun remained silent. His black hair covered his black eyes, so it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.

Han Sifeng turned his head and looked at the scenery on the roadside. He also fell silent.

When they reached the hospital, Han Muyun suddenly stopped. He stood under the tree beside the hospital and said coldly, "I'll wait for you here, hurry up and come out."