The corridor was very cool on a summer night. When the evening breeze blew, An Xing, who was wearing a short-sleeved shirt with her arms exposed, shivered, like a little white lotus swaying in the wind.
The young man was holding a small bag, looking pitiful, as if he would end up on the streets if he was driven away.
Ning Rong looked at An Xing expressionlessly, lowering his eyes. He had loved sports since he was a child, and his height had long exceeded 185cm, and his body was very strong. An Xing was different, less than 1.8 meters tall, with a small frame and slender figure, and a small round face, full of youthfulness, delicate and beautiful.
So standing face to face like this, Ning Rong was a head taller, stronger, and looked more mature - An Xing was completely like a younger brother.
An Xing's eyes flickered over the boy. Actually, she was a little timid, but she still tried to remain calm and straightened her chest.
Woohoo, why does Ning Rong look so much like Dad when he has a stern face? Scary!
Ning Rong glanced downstairs and, as expected, saw a figure around the corner. He sighed and opened the door to make way.
"Come in and wait while I pack my things."
An Xing's eyes lit up, and he realized that Ning Rong had compromised, so he happily followed in and waved to Uncle Li downstairs. After closing the door and turning around, he followed behind Ning Rong, giving her earnest advice.
"You live alone, and your parents are so worried about you. They all know that there were hooligans surrounding you before, so how can they rest assured?"
"Besides, those two were so bad that they actually thought of hiring thugs to stop you. Who knows if there are any more disgusting tricks. Boys should protect themselves well. Living alone is very dangerous!"
The young man kept talking, and his main idea was to persuade Ning Rong to live in the An family from now on. Listening to these instructions, Ning Rong gradually slowed down the speed of packing things, and was a little absent-minded.
He understands the truth, but he just...can't bear to leave this place.
"An Xing," Ning Rong suddenly called out, "Will you recognize your parents in the future?"
An Xing paused and looked at Ning Rong blankly, not understanding.
"W-what? Why would I not recognize them?"
"I don't mean calling them mom and dad twice, I mean in all senses of the word."
Ning Rong's expression was very calm. He put down the things in his hand, walked to stand in front of An Xing, and lowered his eyes slightly.
"I don't understand your circle, and I don't know how you plan to deal with it in the future... But An Xing, I really care whether you recognize them or not."
"If you only show respect to them in front of me, but when you go outside, you still say that you are the child of the An family and refuse to acknowledge that they are your biological parents... then I think there is no need for us to change back."
"I was raised by them. If I return to the An family for the sake of future wealth and you only recognize the An family and never mention them... that would be quite boring."
An Xing was stunned for a long time, looking at the serious black eyes of the boy in front of him, he suddenly understood why Ning Rong had always been hostile to him in his previous life.
——It was not because of the An family's property, but because of the Ning family couple. Ning Rong cared most about his adoptive parents, and thought that he was greedy for money and didn't want to leave the An family, and didn't want to return to the Ning family, so he disliked him.
An Xing was wronged! In the previous life, it was Ning Rong's cold attitude that made it impossible for them to ask for a paternity test!
The boy's round face wrinkled up and he was angry.
"I didn't deny them. I'm not that kind of person. Why are you making up your own mind?"
Thinking about how he was inexplicably hostile in his previous life, and how he had a car accident while trying to find Ning Rong to explain things, An Xing was so angry that he walked around in circles in the living room. He wanted to beat Ning Rong, but was afraid that he couldn't do it. He also knew that he couldn't take out his anger on the innocent Ning Rong in this life for the Ning Rong in his previous life... He could only be furious.
In Ning Rong's eyes, An Xing looked like this because his words were too offensive. Ning Rong breathed a sigh of relief and took the initiative to apologize.
"I'm sorry, my words were harsh. If you're so angry, just hit me a few times."
An Xing: If I hit him, wouldn't it make me look unreasonable?
Even more angry!
An Xing glared at Ning Rong, almost gritting his teeth and saying:
"Since they brought me into this world, I will never be biased against the poor and disown them!"
Ning Rong apologized again: "I'm sorry, I was wrong. I just want to make it clear so that we don't create any grudges over this kind of thing in the future."
He hesitated and said tentatively: "I'm serious. If you are really angry, you can hit me. I won't fight back..."
"Shut up!" An Xing glared at Ning Rong angrily, "Pack your things quickly and come home with me!"
Ning Rong said nothing and turned around to pack some commonly used clothes.
An Xing held his small bag and sat down on the Ning family sofa, still feeling a little depressed. He couldn't help but recall the things in his past life. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, and the angrier he thought about it, he suddenly became absent-minded.
Didn't Ning Rong know that he would be angry if he said these words? He knew it, but he still said it for the Ning couple. Ning Rong cared about the Ning couple and would rather turn against him than not want to know his attitude.
They had a good relationship in this life, so Ning Rong hesitated before asking this question, but their relationship was cold in the previous life, so Ning Rong actually had no concerns about asking such a question, right?
Then, would his avoidance and concession in his previous life make Ning Rong think that he was guilty?
An Xing suddenly felt that he was not entirely blameless in his previous life.
Mom was so upset that she fell ill, and Dad had to take care of the messy company. Moreover, they were stuck in the middle, so it would be wrong to favor either child. So in their previous life, they had no chance to do anything.
But he should have done something in his previous life. Although he can't be blamed for the wrong child, if he had a more positive attitude towards solving this matter and was more responsible... wouldn't the situation be better?
Ning Rong was packing his things and when he walked past the sofa, An Xing suddenly grabbed the corner of his clothes. He turned back in surprise and met the boy's serious eyes.
"Don't make blind guesses next time. I'm really angry today!"
The boy's almond-shaped eyes were round and moist, and Ning Rong's heart suddenly softened.
"Besides, we should be the closest to each other! You were raised by my parents, and I was raised by your parents. This is called childhood sweethearts!"
Ning Rong: ...
An Xing didn't think there was anything wrong with her choice of words and continued to educate the boy.
"If you have any ideas in the future, just tell us and we can talk about it honestly, so as to avoid guessing and getting it wrong. If there is a misunderstanding like this, do you think I will be angry?"
Ning Rong turned around silently, quickened the pace of packing, and nodded: "Yes."
An Xing: "Will it happen again next time?"
Ning Rong quickly threw a few items into the suitcase: "No more."
The young man sat on the sofa and said bossily: "You are making such a foolish assumption. Do you think I am much more mature than you and you should call me brother?"
Ning Rong locked the suitcase, stood up and sneered.
"What are you thinking about, brother?"
An Xing:!
Damn it, I failed again!
Ning Rong glanced at An Xing, picked up his small bag, and found it was empty. He shook his head, said nothing, and just opened the door and said, "Let's go."
An Xing stood up angrily and followed, looking back.
The room was silent. In the photo on the wall, a good-looking couple were smiling gently.
"Until this place is demolished, we can come back and move a lot of things over here."
Ning Rong paused slightly and responded softly.
Uncle Li had been waiting in the corridor, listening carefully to the noise on the sixth floor, worried about his young master - oh, now he was no longer his young master. Uncle Li sighed, thinking what was going on, and hoped that the two children would not quarrel over this.
No one wants this kind of thing to happen, but fate plays tricks on us, so let's just live our lives well from now on.
Seeing the two children coming out, Uncle Li took the initiative to help Ning Rong carry the suitcase.
"Young Master, leave it to me?"
Ning Rong dodged and said, "You don't have to be so polite. Just call me An Xing."
Uncle Li looked at An Xing, and the boy looked back at him innocently. He twitched his lips, and stopped asking to carry the suitcase, and his expression became much gentler.
"Okay, Xiaorong. Let me take Xingxing's bag."
The three of them went downstairs and got into the car, left the community, merged into the traffic flow, and drove towards the An family.
Outside the community, a young man who had just gotten off a taxi subconsciously chased after the car, only to see that the familiar car had already gone far away. He tried hard to identify the license plate, but because of the poor public infrastructure nearby, he couldn't see it clearly. He wanted to chase after it again, but the taxi driver behind him honked a few times.
"Hey young man, this is Didi! You haven't paid yet, come and scan the code!"
An Hao: ...
An Xing sneaked out of the house without taking his cell phone, which scared the An family. If Lao Li hadn't called while waiting, An Zhaoming and Shen Ying would have had to go out to look for the child.
So, when An Xing brought Ning Rong back home, as soon as he walked into the house with a swagger, he was pinched on the face by Chen Ying.
"You ran out in the middle of the night, why didn't you bring your phone? Why didn't you tell me?"
The woman's eyes and tone were vicious, and her grip was quite strong. An Xing instantly lost his momentum, shrank back timidly, and begged for mercy pitifully.
"I was wrong, mom. I brought Uncle Li! Uncle Li brought his cell phone!"
"You! This month's pocket money! It's gone!"
The woman who was gentle and amiable during the day was now roaring at him.
An Xing hung his head and didn't dare to resist, but even went over to please.
"Look, Mom, I brought my brother back!"
Ning Rong: ...
Is there anything going on, brother? Is everything fine, Rongrong?
Ning Rong: "Don't fight for too long. He did it for me. He knows he was wrong."
An Xing turned around and stared at Ning Rong in disbelief. Oh my god! Does this guy know how to coax people?
Chen Ying snorted, let go of her hand, and looked at An Xing warningly.
"Give your brother some face and take your phone with you next time you go out!"
An Xing opened her eyes wide. Wait, am I sure it's my younger brother?!
He responded with grievance, and moved over to pull Shen Ying, trying to save his pocket money.
"Mom, I didn't mean to do that. I was in such a hurry that I forgot."
An Zhaoming had been watching the fun from the side, and only came forward at this moment and put his arm around the woman's shoulders to comfort her.
"The child knows he was wrong. This was just an accident. Don't worry."
It's not unusual for a 20-year-old to stay out all night, but Chen Ying was so nervous because of the aftereffects of losing her child. In addition, she recently learned that the child was taken away by mistake, and the panic she had suppressed at the beginning became a little out of control.
An Zhaoming and An Xing both saw this and let Chen Ying get angry.
As the father and son joked around, Chen Ying slowly calmed down, rubbed her son's round face, and looked at Ning Rong.
"Rongrong, your room isn't ready yet, how about you live with Xingxing for a week? Mom knows you can't bear to leave them, so you live in the old house, but Mom is really worried."
Ning Rong also noticed that there was something wrong with Chen Ying's outburst just now, and now that his emotions had stabilized, he agreed in a gentle voice.
"I know, I thought too much before."
The boy seemed to have put down some heavy burden, and was calm and composed.
Chen Ying and An Zhaoming were both stunned, and their eyes shifted to An Xing, while their silly boy was still rubbing his face in front of the mirror.
An Zhaoming was the first to react and patted Ning Rong on the shoulder.
"Good child, we are your parents, this is your home, you can live here without worry."
"You are all our children, no one can let you suffer any injustice."
Facing the tall and steady man, Ning Rong was in a daze for a moment before she nodded slightly in agreement.
An Xing waited for a long time and was finally able to pull Ning Rong upstairs to her room.
"We actually have guest rooms at home, but they haven't been cleaned up yet. Besides, this is your home, so it would be too much to live in the guest rooms! Let's sleep together for now, and you can move out when your room is decorated."
Ning Rong paused slightly.
"Have you ever slept with someone before?"
"Of course." An Xing gave Ning Rong a strange look, "Going to a friend's house and spending the night there, how normal is that!"
So when you stayed overnight at Lu Tianchen's house, did you also sleep with Lu Tianchen?
Ning Rong wanted to ask, but he held back. By the way, he felt that he needed to understand what was going on with An Xing's engagement.
It was already very late. Ning Rong had taken a shower at home. After the two of them cleaned up and washed up, they lay down on the bed.
An Xing's bed was very big, more than enough for two grown boys to sleep in, and each of them had an air-conditioning quilt. Ning Rong was a little uncomfortable at first, but when he saw that there was a long distance between them, he felt relieved and lay down.
Ning Rong refused to acknowledge his bed, and An Xing was even more heartless. Not long after they lay down, they both fell asleep.
Then the next morning, Ning Rong went downstairs with dark circles under his eyes and met the anxious expressions of Chen Ying and An Zhaoming.
"Rongrong, I just remembered yesterday when you guys were asleep that Xingxing's sleeping posture wasn't very good..."
Seeing her son's haggard face, Shen Ying covered her mouth in embarrassment.
Ning Rong sat opposite the two of them and sighed heavily after a while.
"This is not just bad."
No wonder An Xing’s bed is so big, measuring two and a half meters by two and a half meters—that little bastard could actually turn 360 degrees in one night and kicked him all night!
An Zhaoming coughed lightly and said, "Your brother is a bit troublesome, give him some time."
Ning Rong shook his head: "I'd better stay in the guest room."
“This…” Chen Ying was a little hesitant.
"It's okay, I know we are a family."
Ning Rong had a blank expression on his face, looking very cold.
"An Xing is a big boy now, let him sleep by himself."
If having a younger brother means sleeping in the same bed and being kicked by him all night, then Ning Rong feels that he'd better not have a younger brother.
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