Huo Feng could not believe the words he heard just now.

After Zuo finished a long paragraph, none of the brother and sister responded, and it was a little disappointing.

Zuo Zai had to find another topic: "Your brother said you were going to study in London, is it going to middle school?"

"Well, I'm going to st-paul's-girls-school (St. Paul's Girls' High School) to start high school." Huo Xinran spoke in a calm tone now, without hostility, nor deliberately sweetness. She might still feel a little shocked.

"st-paul's pays great attention to music education. Do you play the piano very well like your brother?" Zuo Zai asked Huo Xinran with interest.

"Well, my brother taught me how to play the piano when I was a child." Huo Xinran replied mechanically, probably thinking about what Zuo Zai looked like in her mind.

"Hey, I'm so envious. I don't have a brother who can play the piano. But even if there is, it's useless. I have no artistic cells at all." Zuo Zai said to Huo Xinran with a smile.

It would be fine if you don’t have other art cells, but it would be a big regret for Zuozhang.

The Huo brothers and sisters still did not respond.

Zuo Zaizai continued to find topics to chat with Huo Xinran: "Actually, st-paul's also attaches great importance to grades. Everyone is still discussing academic issues after class. You may have to start working hard. I still have some homework in history and Latin. I will give it to you for reference in the future."

"Are you from st-paul's?" This message shocked Huo Xinran again.

You know, Huo Xinran also spent a lot of effort to enter St. Paul's Girls' Middle School.

"Well, I was at St-Paul's for the first three years of high school. After you start school, if you meet a teacher who taught in school many years ago, you can ask them if you remember that there is a Chinese student who can only knock on triangle iron but has good grades." Zuo has no art cell anymore, so she doesn't feel the need to hide it.

"Do you have homework every year?" Huo Xinran was very excited.

She is now worried about her own learning problems, especially St. Paul has many language courses, and Huo Xinran has no foundation.

"It's not every year. In the last two years, I transferred to the westminster (Westminster Public School), and there may still be some of them in the first three years." Zuo Zai saw Huo Xinran's expectant eyes and shook his head to express his regret.

Although Zuo Zai said that it does not happen every year, Huo Xinran was very happy. The person his brother liked seemed to have nothing to do with the appearance of the candle she gave him, and his brother's taste would not be flawed because of this person.

Surprise, delighted.

Huo Xinran smiled sweetly. This time she had no intention at all. Huo Xinran's opinion of Zuo Zai was very good at the beginning, and after the turn of 180 degrees, he has continued to turn 180 degrees and return to the starting point.

"Don't you send me candles in China?" Huo Feng finally spoke. He was unwilling to believe that over the years, Zuo Zai was in the UK. No matter how unconditionally believed, Huo Feng could not believe what he had just heard.

"I sent it in China. Didn't you tell me to send the candles to you on my birthday? My birthday is on New Year's Day, and it just happened to be on holiday. I have to go back to my country every year on my birthday. Of course, I have to bring the candles I prepared to give you back to China and then send it." In fact, Zuo Zai thought it would be more convenient to send it directly in the UK.

Huo Feng did say this, in order to save money for the little girl who sold candles, he also specially left his grandfather's address, so Zuo Zai always thought Huo Feng was in Beijing.

"Sister, my brother is also a Westminster graduate~" Huo Xinran called his sister at this moment, and his call was very kind.

"Really? Let me think about it. No wonder I felt familiar when I first met your brother. I told you that I am a little face-blind and not very good at remembering people's appearance. But when I first moved to Westminster, I saw a photo of a newly graduated senior who won the award in the water competition. I was wondering at the time why there was a Chinese face among the four people." Zuo Zai chatted with Huo Xinran excitedly.

The word water is very simple, it means water. It is probably the same in any other place in the world, but it is not in the westminster. At Westminster, water means rowing.

The ancient Westminster Public School has its own Latin language, which exists only in this school, and also has its own class naming methods. The easiest way to distinguish whether a person graduated from Westminster is to hear what that person calls the traditional British aristocratic sport.

"Is that person you?" Zuo asked Huo Feng a while.

Huo Feng's heart was so stormy that he could not speak for a while.

Yes, that person is Huo Feng. Could it be that he and Zuo Zai were once so close, and not one day, not a few days, but a few years.

If Huo Feng didn't say that he would send him candles on Zuo's birthday.

If Huo Feng is not worried about the postage for Zuo's candles.

If he told Zuo that he was in England.

if……

So many ifs, each of them can make themselves appear in Zuo Zai's life at least ten years ago.

So many, so many if...

Huo Feng calmed down his mood and wanted to say, it was okay, everything was still in time.

"It's me." Huo Feng only said two words. Maybe only he himself knew how surging the waves in his heart were.

"It's so regretful. You graduated in 2005 and I entered school in 2005. I had already entered one year earlier than others, but I still couldn't meet you in school. Otherwise, I would definitely think it was a very magical fate. My Beijing netizens appeared in my London school." Zuo Ai was regretful and excited.

"You are also very destined to meet like this today." Huo Xinran interrupted.

"If I had known that your brother was in London, I wouldn't have to bring the candles back to China for the past two years. Just take them to him directly. Do you think so?" Zuo asked Huo Xinran again.

"That's right, 'Sister Candle', I tell you, my brother is very sulky, he doesn't say anything to anyone, he has never had a girlfriend, he has liked you for more than ten years, he has never said anything, right?" Huo Xinran was very enthusiastic.

"Haha, 'Sister Wubu', you were not born more than ten years ago, right? Wouldn't your brother be angry when you say that? I~ I have a magical relationship with your brother and can't say a few words a year." Zuo Zai explained to Huo Xinran with a smile.

There was no expression of unhappiness on Huo Feng's face.

Huo Xinran knew that what she was right. She was about to continue talking when Zuo Zai's phone rang.
Chapter completed!