girlfriend's brother

In the morning, when Zhou Hui woke up, he found that the people around him were still asleep.

This is really a rare thing.

No matter how early he gets up, he will always see a table of breakfast when he walks out of the room. He is used to this pattern.

He patted the person who was still sleeping: "Gao Yuanxia, ​​get up and make breakfast."

Gao Yuanxia frowned after a while, and woke up slowly from deep sleep. He stretched out his hand and pulled the sitting person down, closed his eyes and said slowly: "It's still early, sleep a little longer."

"It's still early for me, but it's not too early for you. You open the shop today. If you're lazy, don't blame me for not being able to pay your salary this month." Zhou Hui broke free from his arm and said.

The lying person remained motionless, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, Zhou Hui became angry: "Are you laughing?"

Gao Yuanxia still had his eyes closed, and the corners of his mouth were raised higher: "You are talking about your husband now, especially like a housewife talking about her husband."

"Who is talking about it?" Zhou Hui jumped violently, almost throwing a pillow on the other person's face, "Is there anything wrong with what I said? Where do you get money to live if you don't work? Where do you get money to pay you? We have money? I can travel around the world in the future..."

Gao Yuanxia found that the other party didn't reject her position as a housewife at all, but cared about being rejected by others. The more she talked, the more excited she became, and she even started planning for the future.He almost laughed out loud, and buried his face in the pillow to cover his laughter.

Gao Yuanxia's trembling shoulders and the corners of his grinning mouth made it difficult for people to ignore him. Zhou Hui hammered his shoulder hard: "Brother, are you listening?"

Gao Yuanxia managed to hold back her laughter, and said seriously, "Don't hit me, I'm listening, wife."

Zhou Hui: "..."

After the two of them packed up and got up, Gao Yuanxia prepared breakfast in the kitchen, and Zhou Hui watched the local news in the living room.

The news was broadcasting an accident that had just happened. A thin piece of iron went straight through a woman's throat. Fortunately, her life was not in danger. The face of the person involved flashed past.Zhou Hui didn't care to watch what was playing on TV, he stared at the busy back in the kitchen, and the dream of last night kept flashing through his mind.The dream was so real that he even wanted to run behind Gao Yuanxia to see if there was a zipper on the skin under his clothes.

He didn't even dare to think about what he would do if the person in Gao Yuanxia's body was really Song Han.

Gao Yuanxia noticed that a line of sight was firmly locked on him. He turned slightly and found that the person on the other end was staring at him blankly, so he smiled and said, "Are you hungry? Just wait a little longer."

This smile was a bit familiar, something flashed through Zhou Hui's mind, he stared at his side face in a daze and said, "Can you make me the snack you made for me last time?"

Gao Yuanxia froze for a moment: "Now? It will take some time, can you wait?"

After waiting for his answer, Gao Yuanxia put down what he was doing and started making desserts.

After more than an hour, Zhou Hui swallowed a piece of cake under the gaze of the other party.

The familiar sweet taste spread in his mouth, exactly the same as in Song Nuan's room back then, except that the person who was peeking through the crack of the door at that time had now stood in front of him openly, smiling and watching him eat.

He stared at the snacks on the table, unable to recover for a long time.

Gao Yuanxia touched his cheek and asked, "What? Isn't it delicious?"

Zhou Hui numbly rolled his eyes a few times, shifted his gaze to his face, and asked, "When you made this last time, why did you say 'Fortunately, you still like it'? Did I like this thing before?"

Gao Yuanxia Yizheng: "You... I did it when I first came here, so..."

"Who are you lying to?!" Zhou Hui swung the things off the table, and the sound of dishes breaking was harsh, but no one cared about it anymore. "I had never eaten this dim sum before that time. This is the second time you made it...as Gao Yuanxia..."

"Xiaohui..."

Gao Yuanxia's voice was a little hoarse, and he opened his mouth with great difficulty.

Zhou Hui seemed to be thrown into the piercing river, his whole body was chilled, and he suddenly became hysterical: "Don't call me that! Gao Yuanxia wouldn't call me that!"

Gao Yuanxia was quiet for a while, his eyes that were erratic just now suddenly became strangely calm when he heard the words, and said coldly: "I am Gao Yuanxia."

Zhou Hui crushed the residue on the ground with one foot, and smiled contemptuously: "Do you really think I'm a fool? I will never forget this taste for the rest of my life. I ate sleepy snacks without sleeping pills. It's really the same as before. It's different."

Gao Yuanxia remained silent, staring down at the debris under his feet, without even moving his eyelashes.

His reaction made Zhou Hui even more desperate: "Why did you cook the food I liked to eat when I was a child? Who are you?!"

Gao Yuanxia didn't change his face, and slowly opened his mouth: "I am Gao Yuanxia."

Zhou Hui was furious: "I'm asking about the real you!"

Gao Yuanxia finally raised his eyes, rubbed Zhou Hui's hair, and coaxed softly like a parent comforting an irritable child: "Hey, stop making trouble. If you don't like eating, I'll do it again. Don't lose your temper."

Zhou Hui opened his hand violently: "I'll ask again, who the hell are you?!"

Gao Yuanxia said nothing, as if he was extremely tired, he pressed the opponent's head to his chest, patted his back and said softly: "If you don't eat, don't eat, I will cook for you later Don't do that to me, please."

His heart was beating violently, which was completely different from the gentle comforting movements on his back. Zhou Hui buried his face in his chest and said coldly: "If you don't tell me, then I'll go to the monk last time, he should know who you are .”

The hand that was patting Zhou Hui's back paused.

Zhou Hui took a step back slowly and left the man's arms.

He quietly looked at the familiar face in front of him, his throat tightened for a while: "When did you become Gao Yuanxia?"

Gao Yuanxia seemed to be a drowning person who had given up struggling, no longer defending anything, but said coldly: "I didn't become him, I am him, and he is me."

Zhou Hui seemed to understand something: "Where is the real Gao Yuanxia?"

Gao Yuanxia smiled: "He is standing in front of you...just a shell."

Countless guesses flashed through Zhou Hui's mind. At the beginning, this person's behavior, words and deeds were nothing like Song Han's. Maybe Gao Yuanxia was the one at the beginning, but was replaced later. When did Gao Yuanxia die?Did he really die when he found Gao Yuanxia "dead" that day?When he thought that the person he cherished was dead, and the person standing opposite him was his lifelong nightmare, the soles of his feet felt numb.

His fantasy was quickly ruthlessly shattered, "Gao Yuanxia" showed a strange smile: "From the beginning to the end, there was no such person as Gao Yuanxia, ​​and the person by your side has always been me...Xiaohui."

Zhou Hui wished he could plug his own ears.

Impossible, how is it possible?

How could it not be Gao Yuanxia who cooks him breakfast, likes to ridicule him, sleeps with him, and does everything for him?

Zhou Hui was about to collapse when he thought that the person who was with him from the beginning to the end was the one who made him lonely all his life.

Zhou Hui was in a state of disorientation, he growled in a broken voice: "Who the hell are you?!"

Gao Yuanxia is like a mischievous child, the smile on his face, slowly, little by little, rippling, expanding and expanding, like a mandala in hell, coquettish and gorgeous, extremely weird.

A soul is about to break out of the body, twisting its stiff neck uncomfortably as if it had been restrained for a long time.

In a rattling sound, the soul and the body were separated, the freed soul stood proudly, and then a lifeless body slid softly to the ground.

Freed from the shackles of the living body, Song Han raised his face, twisted his neck slightly, and had a twisted and weird smile on his face.

Zhou Hui stared blankly at the motionless body on the ground, not knowing how to react. This face was begging him not to make trouble just now, but now it has become an empty shell.

Song Han coldly glanced at the body on the ground, pulled Zhou Hui into his arms, and patted his back lightly: "Don't be afraid, this is just a vegetative body, not dead. As long as you stay with me forever, I won't hurt anyone again."

Zhou Hui glanced at the body again, and pushed away the person holding him: "No, no. The people I cherish the most are Liang Jing, Song Nuan, Gao Yuanxia, ​​not you!" He squatted down , picked up the body on the ground, and checked his condition.

Song Han crossed his arms, tilted his head and smiled: "You give up, he's just a body and will never come back to life. Even if this body wakes up, he's not the Gao Yuanxia you love."

Zhou Hui hugged the body in his arms tightly, stroked his cheek lightly, and fiddled with his eyelashes with his fingers as usual, but it was a pity that it would no longer tremble slightly.He lowered his hands and said coldly: "So what? Living a lifetime with a body that can't move is better than staying with you!"

"you!"

Zhou Hui continued: "During the two months after the death of the Song family, you were the 'Song Nuan' who was with me, right? It's ridiculous."

"why are you laughing?"

Song Han was already on the verge of rage.

Zhou Hui said lightly: "I laugh at you for being sentimental. Since I was a child, I have never said a word to you, I have never looked at you, and I have never paid attention to you. Do you know why?"

"why?"

Song Han stared at the man squatting on the ground. If he was still alive, his heart must have missed a beat.

"Because I'm afraid of you! I don't want to be close to you for the rest of my life!"

Zhou Hui hugged the person in his arms tightly, gasping for breath.

As soon as he finished speaking, the temperature in the room suddenly dropped by more than ten degrees, and the milk on the table instantly froze into ice.

"Ha ha--"

A vague sneer echoed in the room.

Zhou Hui was even more frightened. He buried his head on the shoulder of the man in his arms.

But he doesn't want to care about anything anymore, his only wish now is to end his life quickly, go to Granny Meng's to drink a bowl of soup, and forget everything that happened in this life.

"Hehe. If you don't want to look at me more, I will become whoever you like. Why, I can be Song Nuan, I can be Gao Yuanxia, ​​but I can't be myself?!"

Song Han's voice carried a dark resentment.The temperature in the room dropped again and again.

A cold body squatted down behind him, hugging him tightly, Zhou Hui's constricted heart seemed to be grabbed by someone, and it was about to explode.