You chased me back

Xiang Huaiqin let Xiang Huailin's head rest on his lap, but no matter how wide the car was, it still hurt Xiang Huailin's long legs.One leg of Xiang Huailin was bent over the leather seat, and the other leg had nowhere to rest, leaving a shoe print on the glass of Xiang Huaiqin's expensive car very violently.

Xiang Huaiqin ignored his series of atrocities, but stretched out his fingers to gently wipe away the tears on his face.Xiang Huailin buried his face in Xiang Huaiqin's arms, and muttered angrily:

"Why don't you all want me...why...he doesn't want me..."

"Why doesn't my mom want me...why my dad...don't want me..."

"I just want to have a place that I can call home... just... want to have... someone who is willing to add an egg to my noodles..."

"...Am I asking too much bro? Brother, am I... asking too much...?"

Xiang Huaiqin looked at him silently, took out the toilet paper and blew his nose for him, "You are going home now."

Xiang Huailin blew his nose on Xiang Huaiqin's hand, frowned and shook his head, "That's your house...your mother...your father...ha...I...my grandpa..."

"That's Lao Xiang's house...not my house, do you understand...? From childhood...Li Yuchuan's house...grandfather's house...grandpa's house...just me...no home..."

"I really like Zhang Jian, I really like it... every time he... said fiercely, 'Xiang Huailin, go home for dinner!', I'm so happy...that's my house, you know? My house..."

Xiang Huailin's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally fell asleep mumbling under the influence of alcohol.Xiang Huaiqin took another paper towel, gently wiped the wet drops on his eyelashes, and continued to look forward with a blank expression.

When he and his mother moved into Xiang's house, Xiang Huailin was still a little girl, very beautiful, but rarely smiled.Always lying on the coffee table in the hall to put together puzzles alone, with an indifferent expression.When Xiang Zhengguo took him and his mother back to Xiang's house, he simply said to Xiang Huailin, "This is Aunt Wang, and this is your brother. They are all your family."

The little Xiang Huailin has been putting his head down to put together the puzzle, but raised his head when he heard the word "brother", staring at Xiang Huaiqin intently.

When he was young, Xiang Zhengguo devoted himself to his career and seldom went home.When he was young, Xiang Huaiqin never imagined that this quiet and beautiful younger brother was far more lethal than he looked.

During the meal, Wang Hui instinctively picked up a few chopsticks for his son. Xiao Huailin watched coldly, and then pushed the bowl unexpectedly. Wang Hui screamed, and the warm soup spilled all over her skirt.

Wang Hui invited several wealthy wives to drink tea and chat at home, occupying the coffee table in the living room.Xiang Huailin stood in front of them with a cold face holding the unfinished puzzle.

Wang Hui's heart tightened. She knew what these people were talking about her behind her back, so she tried hard to save some face in front of others, so she smiled stiffly at Xiao Huailin, "Huailin, today the aunts are going to drink tea in the living room, you go up How about going upstairs to play..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Xiang Huailin's weighty crystal jigsaw puzzle slammed across his face.Let her lose face.

She knew that although everyone called her "Xiang Madam" now, no one actually thought highly of her.They all said that she was the first in the mistress, but who knew that she should be the "Mrs. Xiang" in the first place?They have been in love since college, and she was pregnant with Xiang Huaiqin when Xiang Zhengguo was not married, and she only lost on the words "the right family"!Who knows how many stares and grievances she has suffered in raising her son all these years?

Now, although he has become Mrs. Xiang as he wished, her husband is away from home all year round and is bullied by a child!How could she not be wronged?So Cheng Su kept crying.

When he was young, Xiang Huaiqin listened to his mother's cry outside the door of his mother's room, his clenched fists trembling uncontrollably.The old man didn't want to see him and his mother, let alone other people in this circle.Only if he is strong enough can the mother rely on him.

But what he couldn't understand the most was Xiang Huailin, his half-brother.He could sit next to him nonchalantly after throwing a box of puzzles in his mother's face and share a box of imported chocolates with him.Or put a can of milk on the desk on tiptoe while reading a book by yourself, and then leave quietly.At first, he didn't dare to eat anything Xiang Huailin gave him.But gradually, he realized that Xiang Huailin was really just being nice to him.

He has mixed feelings about this younger brother, he hates him for bullying his mother, but he can't be indifferent to his intimacy.

In order to be strong, Xiang Huaiqin has armed himself with a cold shell since he was a child, and in the eyes of others, he is as lonely and indifferent as an iceberg; while Xiang Huailin at that time, it may be because there is really nothing to be happy about.

Those painful days for Wang Hui didn't last long, because Xiang Huailin was sent to his grandfather's house in the northwest not long after.

He was already eleven or twelve years old when he came back, and he was arranged to go to the junior high school of Xiang Huaiqin's school.Xiang Huaiqin will always remember that time, on the way home from school, a group of junior high school children surrounded him, leading by a few well-known second-generation officials in the circle, who loudly called him a bastard of the Xiang family.

In fact, he is more than enough to deal with a few junior high school children, but the backgrounds of these people's families should not be underestimated. It is uncertain who will be used by whom in the future, so there is no need to make things difficult for him in the future.Xiang Huaiqin was about to leave with a cold face, but suddenly, one of the leaders was kicked to the ground.

Xiang Huailin jumped out from nowhere, fighting with a group of people like an enraged little leopard.After a while, a group of children were frightened by his desperate posture, and scattered one after another.

Xiang Huailin lived in the school dormitory when he was in high school and didn't go home often, so he didn't know that Xiang Huailin was back.That day, 12-year-old Xiang Huailin looked at 17-year-old Xiang Huailin, without saying a word, quietly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, turned and left.After so many years, that little guy already had the thin and straight figure of a young man, with unruly and flamboyant eyebrows.Only the indifference in the eyes was the same as the first time I saw it, as if no one would ever be able to walk in.

"Master, you're home."

The driver's reminder interrupted his thoughts.Xiang Huaiqin came back to his senses, looked down at the sleeping Xiang Huailin's red and swollen eyes, did not wake him up, but hugged him back.Xiang Huailin was pressed all the way, his legs were a little numb, and Xiang Huailin was 180 tall, so it was indeed difficult to hug him.The family members were all asleep, so he didn't ask anyone to tidy up Xiang Huailin's room, and put him directly in his bedroom. After tidying up, he closed the door and went to the living room.

When Xiang Huailin woke up in the morning, he had the illusion of history repeating itself, where the hell is this? !He patted his head and said in his heart that he had been really decadent recently.

After leaving the bedroom door, he realized that he had returned to Xiang's house.His throat was dry and sore after a hangover, he moved to the kitchen with half-closed eyes, got a glass of water and drank it, put down the glass just in time to see Xiang Huaiqin coming out of the kitchen with a bowl of hot noodles.

"Brother, you woke up so early." Xiang Huailin greeted him naturally, "I drank too much yesterday, so I came back here for some reason."

Xiang Huaiqin nodded expressionlessly, and Xiang Huailin had already gotten used to his paralyzed face.

Xiang Huaiqin put the noodles on the table, "I was going to call you, the noodles are cooked for you, I have a morning meeting today, I have to go to the company early."

Xiang Huailin was stunned for a moment, and stopped drinking water, "You sent me back yesterday?"

"Ah."

"Eh? Why do you..."

"Passing by."

"Oh...then I..."

"Did a lot of embarrassing things."

Xiang Huailin nodded in admiration and continued to drink water.It's always so easy to communicate with his brother.Xiang Huaiqin fastened his tie gracefully while talking, and when he walked to the door, he heard Xiang Huailin's dissatisfied complaint behind him:

"There are no poached eggs..."

Xiang Huaiqin smiled silently, went out without saying anything.

He was always extremely hungry when he was hungover, and after complaining to Huailin, he started to gobble up the noodles, only to find out at the end that the eggs were hidden under the noodles!

Xiang Huailin smiled with his cheeks on his elbows, "Xiang Huaiqin, can you be more arrogant?!"