Chapter 2048

She hung her hair down, and her school uniform had already been wet by the rain. She felt lonely and embarrassed. He had a kind of unspeakable guilt, because he promised to pick her up, but he completely forgot about it.

This fool, who is always laughing and calculating with him, is very serious now. Because he wants to pick her up, he stands here and believes that he will come, so he stubbornly refuses to leave.

What if he doesn't come today? If he really forgot it, she would probably stay here alone until dawn. How miserable and frustrated would she be?

Don't know why, he suddenly a little want to cry, nose sour, heart is sour, eyes are sour and painful, at the same time, very angry, gas she so wayward, gas she didn't know to cherish his body, let him be frightened, so he angrily stride forward, "Xia ran!"

Xia ran Cang Tu's eyes lifted. When he saw him, he showed a smile, and there was light in his eyes, "brother!"

Then he came running with an umbrella and couldn't wait to jump into his arms.

She didn't complain, blame or ask him why my brother came to pick me up so late?

But concerned about his face injury, eyeful only him, "brother, how you hurt, several cuts."

It was his father who broke the wine bottle in a rage and scratched his face with glass fragments. But only Xia ran asked him how he was hurt.

She trusted him so much, but he kept her waiting for six hours. Even so, she still didn't care about him, didn't get angry, didn't get angry, had a bad temper, even laughed at him, felt happy for his final arrival, cared about his wound, not about herself.

Such Xia ran, how can he not break the defense? He breathed a stagnation, reached out to hold her firmly, his whole world in this second, as if in his arms.

Back home, Xia ran couldn't care that her hair was still wet. She found the band aid and pasted it carefully on her wound. The distance between them was so close that her breath was sprayed on his cheek, with a faint fragrance on her body. Her eyelashes were curled and warped, and they were trembling.

Like a flying butterfly, he flew to his heart, but he didn't have any desire for her. He just loved her. After she pasted the bandage, narrowed her eyes and said with a smile, "brother, when it's OK, he pressed her on the edge of the bed, found out the hair dryer and blew her hair in person.".

Xia ran was stunned for a short time, didn't move, didn't say anything, let him play.

The wind of the hair dryer is warm. Xia ran feels very comfortable. She holds her hands behind her back and looks up at him. "This is my brother's second time blowing my hair."

"The second time?" Isn't it the first time?

"It seems that my brother has forgotten." The girl slightly puffed her cheeks and looked lost. "When I was seven years old, my brother also blew my hair. That was the first time."

"At that time, I went out to play with my brother, and it rained that day. My brother didn't bring an umbrella, and the rain came. I sat behind my brother's bicycle, and I couldn't even hide, so I was drowned with my brother."

Xia ran was helping him recall, "at that time, I was not in good health. My brother was afraid that I would be beaten by my mother when I got a cold. So he took me to a convenience store for shelter from the rain, and then bought a hair dryer to help me blow my hair and clothes in the convenience store."

"At that time, my brother regretted taking me out. He thought I was in trouble to death. He was impatient when talking to me. He kept telling me not to tell my mother when I went back. Otherwise, he would never pay attention to me, buy me lollipops or take me out to play."

"My brother has always been fierce, but when he blew my hair and clothes, he was as gentle as he is now. As a result, he only paid attention to me, but didn't pay attention to getting them for himself. Finally, I was fine, but my brother had a cold and fever. He had been at home for almost a week before he went to school."

It turned out that this incident was so clear in Xia Ran's memory. If it hadn't been mentioned by Xia ran, he would have forgotten it. Even now, when he heard Xia ran say, he only vaguely knew that it had happened, and even vaguely, he cared and didn't care, which was too obvious.

However, it can only represent the past, but it can not represent the present and future. He has changed. He is no longer Zuo Yichen who was only around Tang Guoer in those years, but Zuo Yichen who completely put down the past, put down Tang Guoer, and started afresh, ready to marry and have children with her.

He on her eyes, hands still patiently blow her hair, "at that time you, happy?"

"Happy Xia Ran's eyebrows and eyes are curved, "but now he is happier."

"Why are you happier now?"

"Because now I grow up, I can stand beside my brother and be so close to him." Xia Ran is rare to be so real, and he said from the bottom of his heart, "but before it was different, at that time I was too young, can only see my brother around my sister all day, two people out of the double."

"At that time, I prayed every day that I could grow up faster and faster, so that my brother would no longer treat me as a child. Maybe my brother would like me, maybe I could be the person beside my brother and accompany him."

"Now that I am 20, I finally get what I want. So, of course, I will be happier. The only thing I'm a little unhappy about is that my brother has forgotten all about my childhood experience with me, and I remember every minute and every second I spent with my brother very clearly."

He took a deep breath, touched her cheek, full of guilt, "sorry, I'll remember later."

Xia ran looked at him for almost two or three seconds, then he began to smile and nodded heavily

Smile simple and pure, rather than before that, cunning like a fox, from time to time with fun and calculation, can see that kind of pleasure, from the inside out, not hypocritical, not affectation.

After blowing his hair, he took in the hair dryer and asked her, "is it still cold?"

She shook her head. "It's not cold. It's warm."

"That's good. Go to sleep quickly. Don't catch a cold." He stretched out his hand and covered the quilt for her. "Tomorrow I'll ask for a leave for you. Don't go to school, or you will not sleep well and get sick easily."

"Where's my brother? Won't you sleep with me? "

"I can't sleep now. Go out and have a cigarette. Go to bed yourself."

Just as he was about to leave the room, his arm was held for a second.

He subconsciously drooped his eyes, Xia Ran's cheek gently rubbed against his arm, squinting and coquetry, "but I want my brother to sleep with me."