Xiaotuanzi suddenly felt a little confused and sat there blankly, feeling as if he had made a big mistake.

Guilt, heartache, regret, all kinds of emotions mixed together.

To be honest, she has never seen her eldest brother look like this before. Does she feel that there is a gap between her and him?

She stared at the letter in her hand, hesitant and confused.

But what made matters worse was still behind. Someone knocked on the door, and Xiaotuanzi stood up immediately, thinking it was his elder brother, and he was so happy that he was so happy.

A head poked out from the door, it was Zhuo Ran. Although Zhuo Ran still played basketball frequently recently, he didn't have the self-consciousness of a senior high school student. However, because the weather was cold and the ultraviolet rays were not that strong, he had become whiter a lot, but he was still a bit white.

The feeling of a sunny boy has not gone away. He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and is handsome and handsome. Countless girls in the school have secretly expressed their love for him, but few girls take the initiative to express their love for him, so they give various explicit hints and finally express their feelings towards Zhuo Ran.

Genjin was defeated.

The grapes were said to be sour when they couldn't eat them, so they discussed privately, "Let's see who can take over this Zhuoran in the future."

"Oh, I'm afraid that girl will be so exhausted every day."

"Yes, I sympathize. Fortunately, I didn't get into this muddy water."

But Xiaotuanzi didn't pay much attention to these rumors. She felt that the third brother was either not enlightened. Once he reached a certain point and became enlightened, he would definitely be crazy about doting on her future sister-in-law.

Look, he has been dedicated to the game he loves for ten years.

Look at his love for basketball, rain or shine.

Xiaotuanzi waits and sees, and even initially thinks that the third brother's love life will be much smoother than that of the second brother.

Rubbing his fair and delicate forehead, Xiaoduanzi was immersed in his own troubles at the moment, "Third brother, what's wrong?"

"Xiao Tuanzi, it's time to eat." Zhuo Ran thought for a while, scratched his head, and said, "I just asked my eldest brother to go downstairs for dinner, but he didn't respond to me. I don't know what happened."

He left these words and left irresponsibly.

Xiaotuanzi's heart seemed to be blocked, which made her even more depressed.

After thinking about it, she still took the essay to the door of her eldest brother's room. It was only a few steps away, and it was very difficult for her to walk.

"Brother!"

The warm and soft voice outside the door made Zhuo Jinchu's dark pupils shudder slightly, and then he put down the cup in his hand methodically, "Come in."

The moment Xiao Tuanzi pushed the door open, Zhuo Jinchu switched in a second.

Xiaotuanzi's heart seemed to have been severely tugged, and she sat at a loss on the soft sofa in her eldest brother's room.

The whole room is basically in black, white and gray, except for this soft sofa, which is in the shape of a colorful mushroom, which breaks the simple balance and creates a strong sense of dissonance.

And this seat looks exactly like Xiaotuanzi's special seat, which just fits her into it.

"Brother, I heard what Third Brother said, why don't you go down to eat." The voice was clear and warm.

"Well, I'm a little busy." Zhuo Jinchu frowned, not sure whether it was because of work or something on his mind.

She had seen her eldest brother's thunderous battles, domineering and arrogant attitude, and uncontrollable heartache before, but she had never seen him look so pitiful. She couldn't resist it.

She has never seen it before, which means she has no experience in handling this kind of situation.

But ask yourself, even if you experience it ten times again, facing a person who has always been so strong like your elder brother, such a "retreat in order to advance" show weakness and suffer misfortune, even if you know that it is probably fake, but the emotional bias has been

Not under control.

In a daze, Xiaotuanzi had already handed over the letter.

Zhuo Jinchu's eyebrows were deep, "You don't want me to see it."

"!!!" Brother, do you think this is a palace fight drama? You have already won!

Xiaotuanzi thrust the letter into Zhuo Jinchu's hand very boldly and turned his head away, as if he was out of sight and out of mind.

Only then did Zhuo Jinchu slowly reveal his victor's smile and scanned the area with his eyes.

It was really a composition, but gradually, the calmness on his face was broken.

He was glad that he saw it.

Two days ago, Yuan Weidong called him and confided to him that Yuan Yuanyuan, who used to be the most attached to him, was now carrying him in the room, wondering what he was busy with.

Every time I see him coming in, I feel like I am on guard against a thief.

As girls grow older, it is normal for them to have their own worries.

But Yuan Weidong felt very sad about the way Yuan Yuanyuan looked at him, as if his Yuanyuan had turned into a hedgehog.

When Zhuo Jinchu listened to Yuan Weidong's words, he felt in his heart that his sister was so smart and sensible that she would never develop to that point.

Unexpectedly, he would encounter a similar scene today, and he had to empathize with Yuan Weidong's feelings at that time.

But he was not as guessing as Yuan Weidong, so he took a roundabout way to test.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether you see what Xiaotuanzi hides or not, what matters is her attitude.

Fortunately, he won the bet.

However, something that he didn't pay much attention to was now given to him an additional question. His face was a little green, and he was full of "I fell in love with him", "I longed for him so deeply", "I tossed and turned in bed, closed my eyes"

His smiling face can be seen all over his eyes." These words hurt him deeply.

Xiaotuanzi waited for a long time, but did not wait for her elder brother's final words. She knew in her heart that it was over, it was over.

The sentences she wrote are really shameful, and they are all in the first person, which makes them even more embarrassing.

At this moment, she didn't dare to look at her elder brother's face.

So, she could only ask in a low voice, "Brother, have you finished reading?"

Even breathing is careful.

"Did you experience it personally, or did it come from your feelings?" Zhuo Jinchu's voice was very low, and his emotions were unclear.

"..." Is there... what's the difference between the two?

I'm afraid the eldest brother is angry, right?

Fortunately, Xiaotuanzi was a well-prepared person. She had already prepared a draft in her mind before she came. She turned her head and looked at Zhuo Jinchu with bright almond eyes, with a magnanimous look on her face, "Zhongma Xiao wrote "La Traviata"

, vividly depicts the life of a courtesan, but he never became a courtesan. Daniel Defoe wrote "Robinson Crusoe", but he never lived on an isolated island. Pu Songlin wrote "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio", could it be that he

Have you really seen those monsters and monsters? Literature, documentary and imagination, the documentary may not be personal experience, it can also be hearsay, carefully sort it out."

Zhuo Jinchu looked helpless and pampered, this ghost!

After Xiaotuanzi left, Zhuo Jinchu lay on the bed, covering his chest with his hands.

When he saw those words just now, he was furious.

Her handwriting was still as round and recognizable as ever. He could not imagine what he would do if one day she really wrote these words to a boy.
Chapter completed!