Rong Rong was startled. He blinked away the moisture appearing in his eyes.

He curled his lips and said, "Yes. Me too." In his previous life, he never had such thoughts. After being kicked out of the house, he looked forward to the dark and dawn every day. The days were spent in a hazy manner. In this life,

After realizing that he liked his brother, there was no one else in his eyes. Every spring dream was filled with his brother.

The light in Rong Rong's room is on, with an orange light. Rong Rong's hair has been cut short since spring, but it is no longer as short as last summer's haircut, but with bangs. He

Now that I have taken a shower, my bangs are hanging loosely on my forehead, and I am smiling at the camera with a soft and obedient smile.

Rong Zheng wants to hold the person in front of him in his arms, but that's how it is with video calls. He looks at the person within reach, but in fact, no matter how far he stretches his hand, he can't touch him. Rong Zheng will return tomorrow?

He had to go to class, and Rong Zheng didn't want him to fall asleep too late, "Can you sleep now?"

Rong Rong had been chatting with his brother while holding his bent legs since the call just now. At this moment, his arms and legs were a little sore. Rong Rong straightened his long legs.

Lying down on the bed, he lay on his side with his face on the pillow and his hand holding up his mobile phone, "Brother, do you want to sing? If you sing to me, I will sleep."

Rong Rong thought about it. Basically, whenever he asked his brother to make a request, his brother rarely refused to agree. But so far, it seemed that every time he asked his brother to sing to him, his brother didn't.

Promised.

Rong Rong stared at Rong Zheng in the video, "Brother, are you tone-deaf and embarrassed to sing? You are one of our own. Don't worry, no matter how you sing, I will definitely listen to it with a smile."

Rong Zheng: "..."

Don’t sing. I’ll watch you sleep.”

Rong Rong changed his position, lay down, and raised his phone, "No. Let's sing a song, brother, my good brother..."

In other words, the two of them are in the video now. If they were face to face, Rong Rong would have hugged his brother and kissed him until his brother agreed to sing him to sleep. Rong Rong regretted it. He should have thought of this a long time ago.

Recruitment. If his brother doesn't sing to him, he will kiss him until his brother is willing to sing to him. How is it like now, through video, he can't do anything.

Having a lot of heart but not enough energy makes you unhappy.

Rong Zheng saw the reluctance on Rong Rong's face, and a slight smile appeared in his eyes, "It's getting late, go to bed early."

As soon as Rong Rong heard this, he knew that asking his brother to sing him to sleep at night was out of the question. The two of them were just talking on video. If his brother really ended the call, he would not be able to do anything with his brother now.

?No.

Rong Rong had no choice but to settle for the next best thing, "Brother, just watch me sleep."

"Um."

Rong Rong didn't close his eyes to sleep. He sat up, lifted the quilt, and looked for something on the bed.

"Ah, I found it. Fortunately it didn't fall to the ground."

Rong Zheng thought he was looking for a wireless headset or an eye mask to help him sleep, but no, what Rong Rong held in his hand was not a headset or an eye mask, but a shirt.

This shirt was very familiar to Rong Zheng. He wore it when he stayed overnight in Rong Rong a few days ago.

Rong Zheng's eyes suddenly filled with a rich dark color.

Rong Rong held the phone in one hand and covered his brother's shirt with the other, then piled the thin quilt on him casually, "Brother, good night."

"Good night."

Rong Rong took the phone holder and put the phone on the holder.

At first, the shirt just covered Rong Rong, and then Rong Rong pulled the shirt up again. First it covered his mouth, then his nose, and then it went up bit by bit, and finally the shirt covered the whole face.

Face.

Rong Rong smelled the familiar scent and gradually fell asleep.

Sleeping with your head covered can lead to dizziness and hypoxia. Rong Zheng: "Don't sleep with your head covered."

Rong Rong took off his brother's shirt a little and opened his eyes. He was a little unhappy because his sleep was disturbed. He looked at him with a fierce look and pursed his lips, clearly feeling aggrieved.

More?. Just like a little fox baring its teeth at its owner. It looks very fierce, but in fact it is reluctant to bite you with its fangs.

Rong Zheng coaxed him, "Be good."

The fierceness in Rong Rong's eyes dissipated immediately. He pulled his shirt down a little, and most of his face was still in the shirt, but his nose was no longer blocked.

Rong Zheng: "Go to sleep."

Rong Rong snorted and closed his eyes again. The people in the video had no smell or temperature, but smelling his brother's breath on his shirt and feeling his brother's eyes in the video, Rong Rong had a sense of

His brother was by his side, and he had the illusion of being held in his arms.

The sleepiness gradually deepened. Rong Rong held his shirt with both hands, breathed evenly, and gradually fell asleep.

Rong Zheng said softly to the young man on the other end of the video, "Good night."

If a person falls asleep, his sleeping posture will not change much. When shown in the video, the picture will be relatively still. It can be said to be an extremely boring picture. But Rong Zheng does not feel bored at all.

He sat in the dark living room and watched for a long time.

There was a low-battery sound from his mobile phone. Rong Rong brought the mobile phone charger to him in the afternoon and put it on the coffee table. Rong Zheng got up, turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone, and found his mobile phone charger on the coffee table.

device.

Rong Zheng took the charger and returned to the ward room. He plugged the charger into the plugboard on the bedside of the ward. Rong Zheng glanced at the bed. His mother still maintained her original sleeping posture, and it seemed that she was not sleeping at all.

Never turned over.

Rong Zheng charged up his mobile phone and lay down on the nursing bed again.

The next day.

Rong Zheng woke up at half past six before the alarm on his phone rang.

In the early morning of May, the sky was brighter than in early spring. It was only half past six, and the sky outside was already very bright, and the light jumped in through the gaps in the curtains.

When Rong Zheng got up, he didn't see his mother on the hospital bed. The sound of washing came from the bathroom. Rong Zheng folded the quilt, put away the nursing bed, and opened all the curtains that were slightly open.

The sunlight from outside came in, and the room suddenly became much brighter.

The early morning is particularly vibrant.

Rong Zheng walked to the bed and picked up his mobile phone. The battery of the mobile phone was already at full capacity. Rong Zheng unplugged the charger.

More than half an hour passed, and Ying Lan still didn't come out of the bathroom.

Rong Zheng's expression changed slightly, and he walked quickly towards the bathroom. At this time, the bathroom door was pushed open from the inside?

Ying Lan walked out of the bathroom and was startled when she saw her eldest son appearing at the door. But she didn't let her emotions show on her face. She glanced at Rong Zheng's red and swollen cheeks and said coldly.

: "Your dad will be here in a moment, please put on the mask."

After saying that, Ying Lan walked past Rong Zheng indifferently, lifted the quilt, and lay down on the hospital bed again.

About ten minutes later, Rong Weishan came to the hospital. In his hand was breakfast brought from home and cooked by the servant Aunt Wu.

Rong Weishan put the insulated food box on the coffee table. When he saw his eldest son sitting in front of the hospital bed, holding a cup, feeding his wife water and wearing a mask, he immediately asked in confusion: "Xiao Zheng, what are you doing?"

Why are you still in the ward? Wearing a mask?"

Rong Zheng: "Cold."

Ying Lan: "Cough."

Rong Weishan looked at his eldest son, then at his wife, and became even more confused, "Does Xiao Zheng have a cold or a cough?"

Ying Lan's eyes flickered, and she glared at her son with some annoyance.

Rong Zheng coughed a few times, lowered his voice slightly, and pretended to have a nasal sound due to a cold, "It's just a little cough."

"Is it last night? Did you catch a cold due to the air conditioner blowing at night? Let me tell you, I should have stayed with you in bed last night. You young people like to turn on the air conditioner when sleeping? It was too high, and you caught a cold as a result, right?"

Rong Weishan thought that he caught a cold from blowing on the air conditioner, which caused the cough.

Rong Zheng had no intention of arguing. He raised his hand and glanced at the watch on his wrist. It was almost time to go to work.

He put the cup in his hand on the bedside table, "Dad, Mom, I'll go to work first."

Ying Lan did not respond.

Hearing that his eldest son was going to work now, Rong Weishan asked with some doubts: "You haven't had breakfast yet, have you? I asked Aunt Wu to make crab roe buns for you. Do you want to eat a crab roe bun first?"

Going to the company again?”

"No, it's the same if I go to the company to eat. Mom and Dad, please take your time, I'm leaving first."

"Knock knock knock——"

"Please come in."

The door of the ward was pushed open, and Rong Rong walked into the ward holding a bouquet of beautiful pink carnations.

There were not only Rong Weishan and Ying Lan in the ward, but also other guests. They were rich ladies who Ying Lan visited a lot on weekdays. I heard that Ying Lan was sick and came here to visit her.

.

Rong Rong is good-looking, and when she comes in holding flowers, it feels like she has brought in all the spring scenery outside. How many rich ladies have seen celebrities?

Rong Rong, who came in, was still stunned by this child's outstanding appearance.

I always feel that the wrongly adopted child of the Ying Lan family is getting more and more beautiful. In the past, I just thought that the delicate facial features gave people a too dull feeling. Now, looking at it, it looks like dusty jewelry placed in a dark place.

, suddenly brushing away all the dust, the feeling of shining in the sun.
To be continued...