Ning Zhihuan casually said a time that he couldn't even remember, and then told Ning Hong to go back to sleep.
When Ning Hong returned, she looked excited and kept talking to herself as if to cheer herself up.
Ning Zhigan was furious when he saw this, but he still had to hold on to his brotherly demeanor. He put his hands behind his back and shook his head like a little adult, then said, "Little sister, actually, the few of us are enough. There's no need... You're still too kind and don't understand anything."
After saying that, he touched Ning Zhihuan's furry head. No wonder the elder brother liked to touch it so much. The feeling was indeed different from that of a boy's haircut.
The hair is soft and fragrant.
Ning Zhihuan stood there in a daze as if struck by lightning.
He didn't finish the rest of his words, but Ning Zhihuan understood.
She understood the reason, but why did he touch his head?
Ning Zhihuan looked at the boy who was a head taller than him and couldn't help laughing, even though he was his brother on the surface and older than him.
But in fact, she has already lived two lives. Not to mention this life, she was in her twenties in her previous life, and she always treated him like a child.
Not to mention him, even Ning Zhilang is actually not as old as her.
It was fine to listen to Ning Zhilang's earnest words, she could barely convince herself and just treat herself as a child.
But when it came to treating Ning Zhigan, who was also a child, she could no longer tolerate it.
He slapped his rebellious hand away.
I don’t know why these people have such a special liking for other people’s heads. If they keep touching her like this, she’ll become bald.
"Get up early tomorrow." Ning Zhihuan tidied her hair under Ning Zhigan's accusing gaze, fearing that he would "make a comeback", so she slipped away, leaving only these words.
Ning Zhigan was still a little confused, and it was not until he was woken up at five in the morning the next day that he realized what she meant by getting up early.
It’s okay to get up early, but this is too early!
Because the school was far from the village, he had to get up early to go to school, but it was a holiday! A holiday! The vendors wouldn't care if they were late, so why were they so anxious?
He was full of complaints, but he couldn't say a word to Ning Zhihuan's face.
I could only accept my fate and start washing up.
Ning Zhihuan and Ning Zhilang were waiting outside the door with their hands in their pockets. Ning Zhilang saw that Ning Zhihuan's face was red from the cold, so he said that he would give Ning Zhigan a good beating later.
Ning Zhihuan covered her mouth and laughed.
“Squeak—”
The dilapidated door made a harsh sound, like an old man who was about to die and was unwilling to live in such a state of old age.
Ning Zhihuan's smile froze at the corner of his mouth.
They were now facing Ning Zhigan's house. Ning Zhigan did not open the door to come out, so it was most likely Ning Hong.
I originally told her it would be nine o'clock, and I also specifically told her to sleep a little longer so that she could be in a better state.
Unexpectedly, I woke her up.
Ning Zhihuan waited for a long time, but there was no sound of footsteps behind her. Instead, Ning Zhilang turned around and tugged at her sleeve.
Ning Zhihuan turned around helplessly, only to see that it was Ning Zhikun.
He had a blanket covering his legs and was wearing thick clothes, a scarf and a hat, looking a little cramped.
Ning Zhihuan was caught off guard at first, then stunned, and then surprised.
"Third brother!"
Ning Zhihuan lowered his voice and called out, his tone full of surprise.
Ning Zhigan came out dressed neatly. When he heard Ning Zhihuan calling him that, he thought she had mistaken him for her brother.
After all, they are twins, and they look very similar, but...
But when he looked up, he saw that the person standing in front of Ning Zhihuan was not Ning Zhikun. Who else could it be?
So he took two steps at a time and approached with some surprise.
When he walked in front of Ning Zhikun, the boy who had always been carefree and fearless became a little timid at this moment.
He kept a certain distance, not wanting to scare the boy away, and then he slowly squatted down to look him in the eye.
"Zhi...Zhi Kun."
The boy only felt that his throat was a little sore and he could hardly make any sound.
Ning Zhi laughed dryly, with a bright smile on his fair face, as dazzling as the midday sun.
"elder brother."
Just one short word broke the boy's defense.
He rushed over and hugged Ning Zhikun.
The two young men who should have been inseparable but had to separate because of some things were hugging each other tightly at this moment.
If we were to ask who misses Ning Zhikun the most, it would definitely be Ning Zhigan.
Because I once had a younger brother who was always by my side, we had a tacit understanding that was so strong that I knew what the other person was thinking even without saying a word, and I had someone who would cover for me and go to and from school with me.
They cry and laugh together, eat and sleep together, get scolded and play together.
Until one day, one of them suddenly disappeared from life. Not only did he never recover, he also locked himself in the house all day.
That kind of pain must be very difficult to relieve.
Although Ning Zhigan seems heartless all day long, Ning Zhihuan has seen him standing at Ning Zhikun's door late at night more than once, blowing in the cold wind alone for a long, long time.
Ning Zhilang and Ning Zhihuan looked at the two of them, and no one made a sound to disturb them. This was a world that belonged to the two brothers alone.
Ning Zhigan went from being touched at first to missing her, and then to complaining, but he was actually blaming himself.
In fact, ever since Ning Zhikun was first injured, Ning Zhigan had been wondering why he was not the one injured.
It would be great if I were the one who got hurt.
Unfortunately, there is no if.
A long time passed, so long that Ning Zhigan's legs were numb from standing, before Ning Zhikun finally spoke: "Aren't we supposed to go shopping together? Why aren't you leaving yet?"
Ning Zhikun was so shocked by his words that he stuttered and asked in disbelief, "You...you mean you want to go shopping with us?"
Ning Zhikun blinked innocently, "Isn't it possible?"
"Of course!"
Ning Zhihuan walked forward, asked Ning Zhigan to lend a hand, and moved the wheelchair down smoothly.
Then he pushed Ning Zhikun out, saying as he walked, "How could it not be possible? Come on, Third Brother, let's go shopping together. But before we go, I have to write a letter to Second Aunt, otherwise she will be very worried when she brings you food."
Ning Zhihuan wanted to go to the room to get some banknotes, but was stopped by Ning Zhikun.
The boy's eyes were filled with stars and the sea, and seemed to glow.
"Don't tell her. Let's be back before lunch."
Ning Zhihuan thought he was still angry with Li Xueyan, and just as he was about to explain, he heard him say this.
"I think she'd be happier seeing me."
It turned out that in order to give Li Xueyan a surprise, Ning Zhihuan did not insist and just wanted him to come back before lunch.
So the group of four set off.
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