My whole family is the protagonist, and I am the only cannon fodder!

Xie Huinian looked at him expressionlessly and asked calmly, "Have you finished your reasoning?"

"Of course." He Feng nodded, keeping the best smile on his face, "Just tell me if I'm right."

"You should check your brain when you have time."

"You!" He Feng was too lazy to argue with someone who was in poor health, so he turned over on the sofa, "Anyway, I don't understand what you want to do. If you really want to have a kitten, why don't you just go to the pet store and buy one? Why do you have to fight with Lu Zao Zao for it?"

"Do you hate her?" He Feng asked bluntly, "Or do you like her?"

Xie Huinian suddenly raised his eyes, his eyebrows were cold, and there was a hint of sharpness in his eyes. His tone was deep, like a warning, "Don't say such things easily in the future. Don't you know very well that even if she is the daughter of the Lu family, we are completely two different types of people."

The chosen ones and the ordinary ones, if they had not mistakenly become classmates and exchanged a few words by chance, they might never have met in this life. A quick glance in the crowd, and then forgotten.

There are so many unforgettable things in life, even raising a kitten together is not a big deal.

"I know, I know." He Feng figured out the truth and shrugged disapprovingly, but he couldn't help but say a little more, "Actually, although Lu Zaozao is a little ordinary, he is a really good person."

Xie Huinian didn't say another word.

The panoramic floor-to-ceiling glass windows let in all the sunlight, casting colorful spots of light, peaceful and comfortable. Xie Huinian stood in a beam of bright sunlight. His black clothes made his figure look even slimmer and taller, and his spine was slightly visible from under the clothes.

Even though he had been taking various medicines and supplements that were almost astronomically expensive, Xie Huinian still looked frail and weak, and he himself did not seem to care much about the various conditions of this body.

The breeze blew, and the flowers in the garden outside swayed and blossomed densely, creating a vivid and colorful scene. The flowers in this huge garden bloomed almost all the time in every season. Many professional gardeners and flower workers were invited to plant, cultivate and plan the flowers, ensuring that this place was like a spring that never faded or decayed.

Whenever you look at it, it is a colorful scene with blooming flowers complementing each other, and the wind blows suddenly, but it is never desolate.

When he was abroad, the garden in Xie Huinian's villa area was also like this. Various flowers were cultivated all year round, as if there was some kind of inextinguishable obsession.

Xie Huinian stood in the spot of light, with white clouds floating above his head and the fragrance of flowers and dark shadows in front of him. He became increasingly silent.

It was late at night, and the whole world was dark and quiet. The sound of birds chirping in the distance made the silence seem even more profound and heavy.

The album was already filled with photos of various sunsets and landscapes, so Xie Huinian put it in the cabinet, along with dozens of other stacked albums.

Pulling open the compartment on the top of the cabinet, a small black box was placed inside. When I opened it, I saw a crooked, featureless, and crudely made silver ring wrapped in black velvet cloth. Even the welded joints were uneven, showing that the workmanship was too rough.

It is a one-to-one reproduction of the previous drawing on the drawing paper - it is hard to believe that this was done by Xie Huinian himself.

However, even the roughest parts had become smooth after being touched hundreds of times. The warm yellow light above his head shone into the box like a sacred halo. The light from the ring was reflected in Xie Huinian's eyes, illuminating his unchanging loneliness.

He gently scratched the ring with the tip of his thumb, as if he was particularly attached to it. After a few minutes, he gently put the ring back into the ring box and placed it in a compartment in the cabinet.

Xie Huinian lay quietly on the bed, closed his eyes, and let the past flow through his mind.

No matter how long the time is, it will eventually pass.

The May Day holiday was over quickly. After He Feng wailed at home in the morning, his aunt hit him with a pillow and rolled her eyes before he finally quieted down. He got into the car reluctantly. His aunt held onto the car door in her high heels, smiling in an especially gentle and loving manner, but the words she uttered sounded like the devil's whisper.

"If you dare to skip classes again this month, I will immediately suspend all the cards I restored before, plus the living expenses." After saying that, he touched He Feng's face, "Oh, by the way, don't think about getting money from Mr. Jiang by being nice, I've already told him hello."

He came to school with a pale face and no desire for life. He sat in his seat and couldn't even concentrate on playing games. Li Jianan raised his eyebrows and looked at him with disgust, "Hey, you look so disgusting, as if someone has taken away your soul."

"..." Unable to refute, He Feng opened the photo album on his phone and began to recall the glorious days and carefree times of the past. He showed Li Jianan the photos that he thought were too handsome, trying to prove that he was once a handsome man with a graceful figure and a lively look, but after returning to China, he was worn down by life and became like this.

By chance, he came across a photo of Xie Huinian sitting on a bench, with the sky blue behind him and flocks of flying pigeons and people with different pupils around him. This melancholy and handsome oriental face was being stared at by many people around him, so He Feng also quietly took a photo.

Li Jianan couldn't help but mutter, "So handsome."

"...By the way, I still have photos of Xie Huinian when he was a child." He Feng became speechless as he spoke, and he must have been flipping through a photo album. "Let me tell you, he had this dead face when he was a child. He was cold every day and didn't like to talk. I don't know where so many girls liked him."

Less than a minute later, He Feng finally turned the page and held the photo in his phone in front of Li Jianan. Xie Huinian in the photo still had a cold face, but he was fresh and handsome, and one could vaguely see what he would look like when he grew up.

Lu Zaozao came back with a cup of hot water. Considering that Lu Zaozao and Xie Huinian were now the same kitten, Li Jianan showed her the photo, "Zaozao, look, they look quite similar now."

The clear and distinct eyebrows and eyes were instantly reflected in Lu Zaozao's pupils, constantly expanding and finally freezing in a certain picture.

In just a second, Lu Zao Zao felt that breathing was a little difficult. She steadied her voice and turned to ask He Feng: "How old was Xie Huinian in this photo?"

"Probably around eight years old." He Feng said uncertainly, "Anyway, it's about the same."

There was a "pop" sound.

The water cup in Lu Zaozao's hand fell from her hand, and the heavy thermos cup hit her instep with a clang. The hot water splashed everywhere, almost all on her feet and calves, but Lu Zaozao didn't feel any pain at all.

She still stared at the photo and suddenly found it a little ridiculous. Things in this world are sometimes so absurd. It's really not her fault for making such a ridiculous guess that night. The photo in He Feng's phone -

Xie Huanian, who was only eight years old, was actually the little boy behind the landscape photo.