The younger brother will act like a baby, but the older sister's soul is floating

Chapter 39 The Weekend
Seeing the weekend again, Wrinkle Jiaran was a little shy.

She sat on the sofa in a well-behaved manner without moving, not daring to glance at Zhou Zhou, as if she was afraid of him.

It was quite peaceful on the weekend. I looked around and nodded slowly, implying that the environment is not bad.

He looked at the water dispenser again, and walked over to get two glasses of water.

A glass of water was pushed to Wrinkle Jiaran.

"I remember the first time you saw me, you were so reserved." Weekend rubbed Jiaran's head, exhaled, and said with a smile, "It's okay, okay, fortunately everything is in time, I can still catch it .”

This is Zou Jiaran's house, so naturally she won't be restrained, but she still hasn't calmed down.

She couldn't even imagine being able to fly back on the weekend.

They don't have many holidays for research, and they are very busy every day.

Wrinkle Jiaran didn't speak, but lowered her head.

Seeing the sullen mood on Wrinkle Jiaran's face, Zhou weekend suddenly blamed himself.

Maybe it's because of the family relationship, Wrinkle Jiaran plays very well with one person, and they separated for a while for unknown reasons, and there will still be a distance in the heart when they get in touch again.

It can also be said that Wrinkle Jiaran heats up much slower than ordinary people.

"I haven't eaten yet, why don't Aran cook me something?" Weekend smiled softly, with beautiful eyes, and looked at Zou Jiaran affectionately, "I'll try to see if Aran's cooking skills have deteriorated."

Wrinkle Jiaran said: "You go to the guest bedroom to rest for a while, I will call you when the food is ready."

When I came to the guest bedroom and saw the decoration design inside, I felt sore on the weekend.

Whose room is this?
The decoration style is liked by boys, and the things placed inside seem to have owners.

... Has anyone lived with Aran?
Thinking of this, weekend's eyes were a little hot, and my heart was depressed, but I still squeezed out a gentle smile: "Whose room is this? Boyfriend's? Is it convenient for me to live?"

"..."

Hearing weekend's sour words, Zou Jiaran felt funny and annoyed.

Everything about her will be shared with him. Does he not know if she has a boyfriend?
Or is he trying again?

"How do you want me to answer you, brother?"

Wrinkle Jiaran deliberately emphasized the word "Xuege", and her eyes were cold.

"I... I naturally hope that Aran is happy." Weekend smiled bitterly, "Okay, I'll lie down for a while, I'm so tired."

All over the body, the mouth is the hardest on the weekend.

It is also because of his blunt habit that he and Zhe Jiaran have missed each other for so many years.

Originally, when I came back this time, I wanted to have a good discussion with Qiao Jiaran about the relationship between them. He obviously struggled many times in his heart, so he would definitely not speak ironically again, but as long as something happened to him, he would commit a blunt problem. up.

Lying on the bed with eyes closed, his mind is full of the question that Zhou Jiaran just said.

He thought, if time could go back, he would definitely not say that. He would boldly express his feelings for Zou Jiaran, and would say: Of course I hope you say you don't have a boyfriend, and you only call me Brother Weekend.

Or from the very beginning, he would change the question in the first sentence to: Is this the room sister Aran prepared for me in advance?Oh so happy.

If he said that, Zheng Jiaran would be very happy, and she would reply to his words, which would open up the topic, and they would have endless things to say like they did in school.

It's just that these are all hypothetical ifs, if you can't go back, you can only think about it and not fall back.

Wrinkle Jiaran, who was busy in the kitchen, gradually realized her mistake.

On weekends, I traveled all the way across the ocean to see her after more than 2000 kilometers, but she was dumbfounded and her tone was not good.

He was the first person who knew that she was in a bad mood and flew over to see her. How could she have such an attitude!What a crime!
As a reward and an apology to the weekend, Zou Jiaran cooked a lot of dishes, almost finishing all the dishes in the refrigerator.

As soon as Zou Jiaran finished cooking and set the table, the cell phone in the bedroom rang.

She ran over and answered the phone lightly, for fear of waking up the sleeping weekend.

【Hello? 】She was still panting quickly, and glanced in the direction of the guest bedroom.

After two seconds of silence on the phone, Han Yu's obedient voice came: 【What is sister doing?Breathing so fast. 】

[Just played with Xiaoguai for a while. 】Zhu Jiaran said subconsciously, she was startled when she said this.

Why is she talking nonsense with her eyes open?
Zou Jiaran sighed in her heart, then thought about it, Han Yu is more sensitive and suspicious, knowing that she is with other boys, he will definitely have fantasies and worry about her safety.

【Has sister eaten yet? 】Han Yu said sullenly: 【I came to the company with my brother to study early in the morning. 】

[Didn't you say you won't go to the company?Why did you go again. ] Wrinkle Jiaran asked casually, her eyes still on the doorknob of the guest bedroom.

[I don’t know, my brother insisted on letting me go. 】Han Yu said: 【It turned out that my brother was so serious when he went to work, it was scary. I followed him, and my body trembled uncontrollably. 】Han Yu laughed.

After hearing the words, Zou Jiaran only gave a faint [oh] sound, and didn't laugh along with her, and didn't say anything else.

Han Yu just thought that something was wrong with Zou Jiaran, when he heard a gentle and clean boy's voice on the phone.

"Aran, I'm awake."

Said on the weekend, stretched his waist, and walked towards Zhe Jiaran.

Subconsciously, Wrinkle Jiaran covered the receiver, but it was still too late, and Han Yu heard it.

【Sister, who are you with? ] His tone sounded empty.

[Han Yu, I have something to do right now, I'll call you later, hang up first. 】

After hanging up the phone, Wrinkle Jiaran's heart beat very fast.

As if I was found out for doing something bad, I was nervous and scared.

"Were you on the phone just now?" Weekend asked softly, standing at the door without going in, "I heard you say Han Yu, are you calling him? What is he looking for from you?"

Out of a boy's sixth sense, Zhou Zhou felt that this Han Yu must like Cu Jiaran.

He was very curious about what this little bastard who wanted to rob his wife looked like.

"Yes." Wrinkle Jiaran said, "I've already prepared the food, hurry up and have some."

I felt something was wrong on the weekend, but I didn't ask too much, and sat at the table to taste the food.

Looking at the dazzling array of dishes on the table, Zhou weekend subconsciously licked his lips, as if his saliva was about to flow out.

She is very good at cooking and has been able to cook since she was in high school.

After going to university, the school's accommodation fee was too high, so she rented a house outside, and lived and boarded in the rented house, saving money.

"The color, fragrance and taste are complete." Commented on the weekend.

Zou Jiaran burst out laughing, "Don't fool me, I haven't tasted it yet, why is it still delicious?"

"It's not that I haven't tasted your craft before." Weekend picked up the beans in front of him and put them into his mouth, "You will only make progress and not regress."

"What if it goes backwards?"

"I love it even if it's backwards." Said Zhou Zhou, lowering his head and busily chomping down on his meal.

Seems really hungry.

How gentle and elegant the weekend is, eating is always slow, but this time it is so wolfish.

Zou Jiaran didn't speak any more, and quietly picked up her rice bowl and ate.

Suddenly, Wrinkle Jiaran's cell phone on the table vibrated twice.

She picked it up to read, it was Han Yufa's news.

——Is there any visitor at my sister's house?

——After get off work in the afternoon, is it convenient for me to go to my sister's house to eat the meal my sister cooked?It smells so good.

Wrinkle Jiaran glanced at the weekend, and the weekend also looked up at the wrinkle Jiaran.

Weekend said lightly: "Did something happen? Your expression is a little dignified."

Zou Jiaran was typing. After hearing the words, Zou Jiaran looked up at the weekend and smiled softly, "It's okay. You eat quickly, and I will take you shopping after eating."

Wrinkle Jiaran clicked the delete button again on the edited text, re-edited a paragraph and sent it over.

——Han Yu, I have friends to entertain these two days, so I may not contact you often, I'm fine, don't worry.

It's not easy to fly all the way over the weekend, you can't keep him cold, and you still have a lot of time to spend with Han Yu.

*
After walking around, there is actually nothing to do.

There are not many people in the shopping mall, and most of the shops are closed, which is cold. Fireworks and firecrackers are banned this year. Those who can not stay in the city have returned to their hometowns in the countryside.

There is only the bar, which is the most crowded at this time.

The Spring Festival is deserted every year.

"Oh, there's nothing to go shopping in winter." Zheng Jiaran said, seeing the deserted road, heaved a long sigh.

"It's okay." Weekend rubbed Jiaran's head, her long eyelashes drooping, "It's quite comfortable to walk like this when the wind blows."

"That's right." Wrinkle Jiaran tugged at the corners of her lips.

Weekend said: "Don't be unhappy, unhappiness is contagious."

Zou Jiaran said: "I know, but I'm a pessimist, I often feel bad for no reason, and I can't control it."

"Who says you're an optimist, point it out to me, and I'll have a good argument with him!" Zhou Zhou clicked his tongue, "You're so lively."

"That's what you think." Wrinkle Jiaran pouted.

Walking, suddenly two lollipops appeared in front of Zou Jiaran's eyes.

Weekend said: "Candy is so sweet, you choose a flavor you like."

"Forget it, you'd better not choose." Weekend said: "You like apple flavor the most, just eat it."

"When did you buy it?" Wrinkle Jiaran took the candy, turned it over and over in front of her eyes, not knowing what she was looking at.

Weekend replied: "When you went to the bathroom."

Wrinkle Jiaran said "Oh", tore off the wrapping paper and put it in her mouth.

It's really sweet, just like how she feels now.

"When are you leaving?" Wrinkle Jiaran asked, "And why are you here?"

"Tomorrow night's plane." Weekend explained softly: "I did an experiment relatively quickly, with a [-]% accuracy rate. The teacher took three days off."

"Do you think it's a good deal?" Wrinkle Jiaran suddenly stopped, looking back at the weekend coldly.

Standing in the dark on weekends, he was tall and straight, looking down at his toes. The expression on his face could not be seen or guessed, only the long and dense eyelashes were trembling slightly.

"I have to turn around three times by plane, and if I go back and forth for two days, I can only stay for one day." Wrinkle Jiaran said again, her face was a degree colder than before.

"I promised you to come back during the Spring Festival." Weekend looked up at Wrinkle Jiaran, with a slight smile on the corner of his lips, and his whole body was covered with a thin layer of tenderness, "I can't break my promise to you."

"I can understand your situation, even if you don't come, I won't be angry." Wrinkle Jiaran tried to suppress her anger, let herself speak slowly, and don't be impatient: "You are on the road for three days, how much time do you have? Wouldn't you like to sleep for a while?"

"It's impossible for me to let you celebrate the New Year alone." Weekend walked up slowly, touched the soft head of Jiaran, and said softly, as if coaxing a child: "Don't be angry. You also know my character."

Wrinkle Jiaran sighed softly, her eyes filled with tears, and her voice was hoarse: "I'm worried about you, your body can't take it."

"Okay, don't mention this." Weekend walked forward with his arms around Jiaran's shoulders, "Take me to your school tomorrow."

That's the end of this topic.

When they were walking towards Zoujiaran's rental house, they didn't talk much on the way, but they didn't feel embarrassed, but rather comfortable and pleasant.

Weekend is tall and strong, and Zou Jiaran stands in front of him like a child.

It's unharmonious and beautiful.

When approaching the rental house, Zou Jiaran suddenly thought of the topic when the two first met, and was still a little curious.

After thinking for a while, Zou Jiaran said with a smile: "If I told you just now that this is my boyfriend's room, what would you do? I'm curious."

"What will happen to me..." Weekend touched the tip of his nose and smiled, "If you say this is your boyfriend's room, I'm scared to death and my legs are limp."

"Won't you be angry?" Wrinkle Jiaran looked up at the weekend, very serious.

"Of course I'm angry!" Weekend said, "I'll beat him up and grab you!"

"Tsk tsk." Zou Jiaran said with a smile, "I don't believe it."

Then walked into the unit building.

Zhuo Jiaran was in a particularly good mood today, and couldn't help humming a little song when she went upstairs.

When she was in college, she often sang with the weekend: "That Far Away"

Listening to Zou Jiaran singing, I couldn't help singing along on the weekend.

Let's be presumptuous tonight.

He is here, her backer is back, she is not afraid.

only……

Seeing the familiar figure on the 6th floor, Zhan Jiaran subconsciously frowned.

Han Yu sat on the steps with his legs crossed, his whole head almost drooping on the ground.

Looks small and pathetic.

"Han Yu." Zou Jiaran asked in surprise, "Why are you here? Get up, it's cold on the ground."

"Sister." Han Yu pouted aggrievedly.

He is Han Yu!

Weekend scoffed.

This little boy can really pretend to be pitiful.

He first glanced at him very quickly, with vigilance and violence in his eyes, and then put on a pair of soft and harmless eyes on Wrinkle Jiaran.

"Who is this?" Han Yu looked at Zhou Zhou with clear and innocent eyes.

"My friend." Wrinkle Jiaran said, "Weekend."

"This is Han Yu." Wrinkle Jiaran said.

"It's so cute." Weekend smiled and walked up to Han Yu's head, "Thank you for taking care of Aran."

Han Yu shook his head coldly, and leaned close to Chaozuo Jiaran, "It's nothing to do with you if I take care of my sister."

Weekend laughed a lot, looked at Zou Jiaran and said, "This kid is very protective of food!"

(End of this chapter)