Chapter 56

Fan Xing looked up into his eyes with a serious expression, "Does my brother take me as a girl? I am also a man, I know how to fight, so I can protect myself! If my brother thinks of protecting me in everything, then Have I become a burden to my brother?"

Only then did He Qingmo understand what Fan Xing meant. He squeezed the hands of Fan Xing gently and asked with a smile, "If you saw me going to be beaten today, what would you do?"

"I..." will stop.

The words that were almost out of his mouth were caught in Fan Xing's throat. He watched the man do not speak, and he already understood the meaning of the man in his heart.

He Qingmo pinched his cheek and said in a soft and pleasant tone, "I don't think of you as a woman, it's just an instinctive reaction. You also have this instinct. Are you treating your husband as a woman?"

Fan Xing bulged his cheeks and didn't speak, but a warm current surged in his heart, and it was a little sweet.

Instinct reaction... Well, it's just an instinctive reaction, it doesn't matter whether the other party is a man or a woman, it's just that I don't want the other party to get hurt.

This kind of cognition made Fan Xing in a very good mood, and there was a sweetness in the clear eyes, which was especially pleasing to the eye.

The man looked at him, but his deep eyes dimmed a bit. He gently rubbed his hair and asked, "You really often fought with people before?"

After Fan Xing fought with Gu Mingyu last time, he told He Qingmo that he did not suffer. He Qingmo didn't believe it, because Fan Xing really didn't look like someone who could fight.

But this time he saw it with his own eyes, and he couldn't help but believe it.

Unlike He Qingmo and Eric, who fight fiercely, Fan Xing's body is relatively slender and compact, and he is not so absolutely suppressed by force, but he is very flexible and is especially good at using cleverness.

In the melee in the bar just now, He Qingmo saw with his own eyes how he flexibly avoided the attack and how he knocked several people to the ground.

He Qingmo even felt that if Fan Xing had the same stature and strength as himself, as well as such keen insight and skills, he probably couldn't win.

And the children who have always been tolerant and friendly to others, under what circumstances did they learn these things?

Fan Xing didn't expect him to ask this, and he wanted to avoid it out of instinct, but when he met the man's deep eyes, he changed his mind.

There is nothing that cannot be said, at least in front of He Qingmo, there is nothing that cannot be said, isn't it?

He smiled at the man and said softly, "Because I live abroad, I don't look like them, and my academic performance is very good, so many Western children will come to trouble me since I was a child. I have to protect myself. , of course I have to fight with them. They are more numerous, and their physique is stronger than mine, so at first I only had to be beaten, but over time I became more and more experienced and able to deal with them. There are few of them, so they may not dare to do anything with me."

At the end, Fan Xing was still a little proud, with a bright smile on his white face.

But the man beside him looked sad, looking at him with a look of regret and pity that he couldn't hide.

Fan Xing felt that he found the man's emotions, grabbed his hand and intertwined his fingers with him, smiling with a frown, "I know my brother must be uncomfortable when he hears this now. But it's all over, and these experiences It only occupies a small part of my past life, and most of the time I meet good people. Just like I have a good friend named Jacky, since childhood, whenever someone troubles me, he is angrier than me, every time They all fought with me, and then they were beaten with bruises on their noses and faces, and they had to be taught by his father when they came home, but he would help me next time. In another year, we have a new math teacher, a very beautiful blonde sister, she I know that several students in our class would stop me every time after school. She waited for me every night for several months, and then took me with me. Also, brother, do you know how I met Eric? Is it? I'm..."

"Do not want to know!"

Fan Xing was talking about his input, but the man suddenly interrupted him with a displeased expression.

He was stunned for a while, then laughed, leaned forward and hugged the man's neck, softly comforting him in his ear, "I won't tell my brother if you don't want to know, I just want to tell my brother, don't mind the past. , I'm fine, not all the people I hate around me are mostly lovely, righteous, and kind good people."

The man stroked his hair lightly and said nothing.

In fact, after Fan Xing fought with Gu Mingyu last time, he told him that he often fought when he was a child, and He Qingmo faintly realized that Fan Xing must have suffered from school bullying when he was a child.

But even if he was mentally prepared, when he really listened to Fan Xing's words, he still felt uncomfortable, distressed, and annoyed.

But Fan Xing said it lightly, as if the experience was unusual for him.

He Qingmo has always thought it was very strange, why Fan Xing seemed to be calm no matter what situation he encountered, even if he was hurt so much by his own mother, he just made a decision not to get along with the other party, but from the beginning. It didn't affect his emotions because of this kind of thing, and he didn't hold a grudge against Fan Meixi in his heart because of this, thinking of helping himself to take revenge and vent his anger.

In Fan Xing's place, it seems that no matter what bad things happen to him, he will forget them after he sleeps.

He Qingmo knew that he hadn't forgotten, he just didn't care.

This kind of tolerance and open-mindedness is something that many people who live in an extremely happy and warm environment may not have, but Fan Xing has it.

Isn't that weird?

He Qingmo felt that he might become an anti-social personality, not to mention that he would be as tolerant as Fan Xing.

But he now understands that Fan Xing's nature is to be good at remembering how others treat him well.

He Qingmo believed that, whether it was Fa Xiao who helped him fight, or the math teacher who waited for him every day after school, there must be very few.

In Fan Xing's life, the difficulties he has encountered must be much more than the occasional kindness and warmth, but he will clearly remember those kindness and warmth, and cherish them very much.

It is precisely because of this nature that no matter what kind of situation he has encountered, he will always maintain a clean and soft heart.

He Qingmo hugged him tightly, an indescribable feeling in his heart, distressed but happy.

He buried his face on the shoulders of the child, and his voice was a little vague, "I really want to meet you sooner."

That way, you don't have to go through all those horrible things.

Fan Xing gently patted his back to reassure him, his voice soft and soft, "I think it's good to meet my brother now."

He Qingmo didn't say a word, just hugged the person and didn't let go until the plane started to land, and was willing to let him go.

When the plane landed in City B, it was already past five o'clock. There was a little light in the east, and the temperature was a little cool.

By the time they drove into the city, it was already bright.

E-day c is like being drunk and dead, and her nose is bruised and her face is swollen. If Ji Jin sees it like this, she will shed tears of distress, not to mention that He Qingmo feels that the current e-day c is not suitable for meeting the He family.

So he drove people directly to the house near Qing University that he showed Fan Xing to see the night before, so that Fan Xing could go to school more easily.

E, C, and C couldn't sleep. People returned to City B from Jiangnan, changed places and changed beds, and there was no sign of waking up at all.

After He Qingmo threw him to the bed, he obviously didn't plan to care about him, he took Fan Xing to the master bedroom, and planned to let Fan Xing rest well while he was.

After all, there have been too many things in the past few days, and Fan Xing has not had a good rest.

You must know that the child is only eighteen years old this year, and he is still growing, so what if he can't sleep well?

But Fan Xing looked at the messy e-day c that was thrown on the bed by the man, and felt a little sorry.

He held the man in his arms and said in a very well-behaved tone, "That brother... Shall we give him a bath and change into clean clothes? Look at his alcoholic smell, his clothes are still torn..."

Fan Xing's voice became more and more guilty under the man's gaze, and the following words got stuck in his throat.

The man didn't speak, he just looked at him, a little upset, but not really angry, more childishly angry.

In fact, Fan Xing also knew that whether it was for E-Day C or He Qingmo, he should keep a proper distance from E-Day C.

But he didn't think it was appropriate to leave e-day c like this, especially after knowing what happened to e-day c, he felt that they should be more concerned about e-day c.

So he gently took the man's arm, smiled softly and sweetly at him, and his voice was soft and flattering, "He's my brother's nephew, and my brother can't bear to leave him alone, right?"

I bear it!

This was a back and forth on the tip of He Qingmo's tongue, swallowed back, he pinched Fan Xing's face with anger, walked over and carried the drunk E -day C into the bathroom.

Fan Xing laughed happily, and he knew that He Qingmo was soft and soft, and then followed.

As a result, He Qingmo threw e -day C into the bathtub, and turned back to block him outside the door. He raised his eyebrows and looked at him. "What, do you want to stay for him to wash?"

Fan Xing stunned, and shook his head quickly, "No, no!"

Just kidding, if he helped E Day C to take a bath, He Qingmo might be angry and throw E Day C.

Moreover, he was just a little worried about He Qingmo. After all, He Qingmo didn't want to help people take a bath.

However, forget it, even if He Qingmo wouldn't, it would not be possible to leave him to help.

So I picked it up very well, "Then I'll go out first, my brother has something to call me." Then he turned and ran.

He Qingmo was so satisfied that he turned back and waited for the young master.

Fan Xing had nothing to do when she got out of the room, so she looked at the new house a little, which was almost the same as what she saw in the video before, but there was a hanging chair similar to the home on the balcony, and the kitchen and the refrigerator also had the refrigerator. The breath of life must be prepared yesterday.

He ran to the balcony and sat on a hanging chair to try. The air here was very refreshing in the morning. The scenery on the opposite side was very good and felt very comfortable.

He didn't sleep overnight, and his nest was shaking and blowing the wind, and he gradually became sleepy.

So when He Qingmo finally served the drunken master, he saw that he had fallen asleep.

Looking at the exhaustion at his current, the man felt distressed, bent over and hugged the person, ready to send it to the bedroom, but Fan Xing woke up, pushed him gently, and jumped off from his arms. "I went back to school to sleep. I am afraid that E -day C will wake up and see me, he may not want to see me now. "

"Guide him ..."

The man's uncomfortable opening was covered by Fan Xing's mouth and smiled sweetly, "Brother doesn't want me to see him, isn't it? Okay, I went back to school."

He had already walked to the porch to change shoes, and then stopped the man holding the car key. "Don't send me, so close, I go, and my brother quickly take a bath and rest." After speaking, go out, by the way, by the way, by the way, by the way, by the way Push He Qingmo who wants to follow.

He Qingmo looked at the door and was very unhappy. He was preparing to make this house not so tired to make his daughter -in -law. Now it is good, and the rival sleeps comfortably. His daughter -in -law has to return to school.

The more he thought about it, the more impulse to the nephew of the guest room. Of course, think about it, really throwing out his parents and his elder brother to desperate with him, and the daughter -in -law will desperately with him.

So can only endure, and then take a bath and sleep.

After tossing for a day and one night, he also hit it. At this moment, he was very sleepy. He fell asleep as soon as he got on the pillow, and it was already afternoon when he woke up.

He was confused with his mobile phone to see the time, and he saw countless unsolved calls. Basically, the family had called it. Ji Jin played dozens of people alone.

He leaned on the bed, squeezed his eyebrows, and was about to fight, and Ji Jin's phone came in again.

"Where did you die? Song Yang said that you brought Ning Ning this morning, where are you now? But your nephew, I tell you what if you ..."

"Well, people are with me, and then fall asleep. When he wakes up." He Qingmo had a headache. His mother, most of the time, was reasonable, but it was troublesome to make sense.

"What does it mean to wait for him to wake up? Where are you? We are in the past now."

"Are you sure he wants to see you?" He Qingmo asked.

"What do you mean? But my grandma, why don't you want to see me?"

Just when He Qingmo heard a movement outside, he got up and went out, and when he saw the drunk of e -day C, he covered his head and swayed out of the guest room, looking at the strange environment.

He Qingmo directly handed the phone over, "Your grandma is looking for you, can't pick it up?"

Eric looked up, her eyes were a little slack, she stared at He Qingmo for a while and seemed to realize it. Her already white face became even whiter, and her confused expression instantly cooled down. She turned around and was about to leave, ignoring it at all. Ji Jin's call came from the phone.

He Qingmo threw it to Ji Jin, "I'll call you later." Then he hung up the phone, quickly chased after him, pulled someone back, and fell on the sofa.

When Eric saw his face, he was furious. He Qingmo was still fighting with him at this moment. Can he bear it? Stand up and start with He Qingmo.

It's a pity that he can't stand still, how can he beat people?

He Qingmo easily twisted his arm and threw it back on the sofa.

He stood up and had to start, He Qingmo was impatient, and said coldly: "I want to have a chance after the fight, now let's talk about the business first, let's talk, what are your plans, go back to country M and continue to toss here. ?"

"It's up to you?" Eric obviously didn't want to talk to him, his attitude was even colder than He Qingmo, and he had to leave after speaking.

"Oh, if it wasn't for your grandmother making trouble at home, your father would be like a lost soul, and I would take care of you?" He Qingmo sneered, opened the access control system on his mobile phone, and locked the door.

E Day C, who didn't intend to speak, tried all kinds of methods and couldn't get out, so he had to come back and stared at He Qingmo, "You are illegal, I can call the police!"

"You report it!" He Qingmo hadn't eaten for a day and was a little hungry. After leaving this sentence, it was impossible for him to calm down and talk to him in a short time, so he went directly to the kitchen.

Fortunately, he had the foresight to let Song Yang take some ready-made food prepared by Fan Xing from the refrigerator at home and put it here, which came in handy at this moment.

When he was cooking himself a meal, he paid a little attention to the situation of e-day c. After the child found that the door could not be opened, he ran to the balcony as soon as possible. The floor on the 27th floor successfully made him give up leaving from the balcony. Thought, and then searched for the phone all over the house, probably wanting to call the police.

However, his phone was probably dropped during a fight in the bar last night, and no one remembered to pick it up for him later, so he must not be able to find it now.

He couldn't leave, and he couldn't call the police. He obviously didn't want to say a word to He Qingmo at all, so he sat on the sofa angrily, not knowing what he was thinking.

He Qingmo glanced at him, and silently added one more person to the pot.

Although this kid is a rival in love, and will cause trouble, but he is a nephew, and he is a very poor nephew. It is impossible to justify his hunger.