meaning of aurora

Zong Guang and Zong Ji chatted through Jiu Jin.

There was movement at the door again.

This time, instead of entering a password, it is directly identified.

Sitting in the restaurant, you can't see the door.

The whole house intelligence directly turned on the hostess home mode.

Zong Guang, who was already on the point of emotion, was shocked from the pupils because of the opening of the hostess' homecoming mode.

Zong Guang glanced at Zong Ji who was sitting across from him, wanting to make sure if he was hallucinating after drinking too much.

Zong Ji only nodded slightly at him.

What does it mean.

Did he have hallucinations, or did he really come back at this time.

The answer was soon revealed as Meng Xinzhi came to the restaurant.

Zong Guang drank a little too much, so he didn't hold back right now.

When his father came in, he thought that if the person who came was him, it would be the happiest moment in his life so far.

Even though it's only been a few hours, it feels a bit like the end of the world right now.

Zong Guang fell directly on the table.

A look of unconsciousness.

Dream Heart came in.

Zong Ji stood up to welcome him: "Ah Xin is back."

"Well. What's wrong with brother?"

Zong Ji glanced at Zong Guang, but didn't let it go: "I accidentally drank too much."

"Father, why do you always bully brother?"

"Ah Xin, this is the first time you have said that about Dad. You said it this morning, and you hurried over to make amends, but it still can't calm you down."

"Father, I didn't say you, why did you let your brother be the driver." Meng Xinzhi was already looking for a place to sleep in the RV.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that I couldn't let my brother just leave like this.

It's as if he really treats his brother as a driver.

This kind of cognition made Meng Xin feel very uncomfortable.

"Father originally thought that it would not be safe for you to travel such a long distance by yourself." Zong Ji explained, but he didn't think so much at all, "It's Dad's fault."

"You can't blame Dad." Meng Xinzhi quickly began to reflect, "I never thought that my brother would suddenly say so much."

"What did Aguang tell you?"

"It's nothing, we originally had an agreement, but my brother suddenly said no."

Meng Xinzhi looked back and thought about it, and soon realized what kind of mood his brother was in when he said those words.

Her reaction at the time was to cry.

Whether Wan'an Bridge can retain the property of cultural relics is important, but it is not as important as my brother.

Meng Xinzhi couldn't fall asleep even when she arrived in the room, her whole mood was broken.

When Nie Guangyi arrived at the place, he asked the driver to take Mengxinzhi to the nearest airport, and sent her a message to tell her that he would help take care of her younger siblings, and that the assessment would be completed in two days before sending her back.

Nie Guangyi is rare to be perceptive, and rare to be a sensible person.

Zong Guang wasn't really so drunk that he fell down. After adjusting his mood, he got up from the table.

He looked at Meng Xinzhi with a little confusion.

It was only at this time that I started to say hello: "Zhizhi is back."

"Ah."

"The homecoming model of the hostess of this family has finally come into play." Zong Guang stood up a little unsteadily.

Meng Xin stepped forward to help: "Brother."

"Do you like the feeling at home now?"

"I like... I like it." Meng Xinzhi was not sure whether Zong Guang had changed his mind again and wanted to continue the agreement.

"As long as you like it." Zong Guang stood up by himself, and continued with a bit of arrogance and strength: "In the future, when this family has a real mistress, I will set it up according to this model. Whoever dares to say no?" If I like it, I'll just say that she doesn't know how to appreciate it."

Meng Xinzhi never expected to hear such words, and didn't know how to answer for a while.

"There's nothing wrong with it? My sister, who has such a temperament, likes it, but whoever says she doesn't like it has no temperament."

"elder brother……"

Meng Xinzhi thought for a long time, and finally only said one word.

"I'm calling you brother, so don't give me a hug. The last time I hugged you, you were still in elementary school."

Zong Guang couldn't hold back anymore, and he didn't want Meng Xinzhi to see him cry.

Zongji silently left the restaurant.

Some relationships, even if they haven't started, still need a formal farewell ceremony.

Zong Guang actually understood in his heart.

He was originally a child who grew up in a single-parent family.

He knows better than anyone that love will change, and those who once loved each other will be separated.

If all the bits and pieces of marriage were mixed between him and Mengxin, it would not be desirable.

But he just couldn't let it go.

Thinking back carefully, what really made him unable to let go was his endless imagination in the past so many years under the infinitely oppressive situation.

Imagine, there is always only beauty.

When holding Meng Xinzhi in his arms, Zong Guang remembered his childhood.

This is his most cherished sister.

If he is more patient in his adolescence, he may find that the reason he likes Meng Xinzhi is the same reason that Meng Xinzhi likes his father.

His younger sister is his ideal type.

But there may be a big gap between the ideal type and the one who can really get together in the end.

In the long-lost embrace, Zong Guang's heart is full of holiness.

"Thank you for running back to see me."

"If I want to say thank you, should I start thanking my brother for giving half of my father to me?"

"What is your half?" Zong Guang let go of the hug, took a step back, adjusted his mood and expression, and responded aloud, "You clearly occupy at least 90.00%."

"Huh? Am I going too far?"

"Yes." Zong Guang shook his head and sighed, "One more sister and one less father."

"That's it. I'm really lucky. I have an extra brother and a father."

"Who said no?" Zong Guang took another step back, looked at his sister seriously, and asked aloud, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Have chicken breast salad."

"What's so delicious about salad? My brother will make you your favorite sand tea noodles when you were young." Zong Guang said with concern: "Ah Xin can eat a little fatter."

"No, sure enough, there is no brother in this world who knows how to appreciate a younger sister's figure."

"Really?" Zong Guang himself began to have some doubts.

It's just a conscious change of name, why does the mood also change?

And it is in this unknown situation.

"Of course, your sister and I have a figure that allows us to debut alone."

"Really? I thought my sister could debut anytime with only her face."

Meng Xinzhi curtseyed to Zong Guang: "Thank you brother for your compliment."

Zong Guang took another big step back.

After this step, the distance between the two directly exceeded 1.5 meters.

Beyond the social distance of a normal sibling chat.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

"Come again." Zong Guang made a circle movement towards Meng Xinzhi.

What Meng Xinzhi did just now was curtsy, but it didn't affect her understanding what Zong Guang meant, she turned around in a circle, and made another gesture of showing off.

Zong Guang touched his chin with his fingers and said aloud, "I found out."

"What did you find?"

"My sister's face and figure can debut at the same time."

"That won't work. You can only debut together, which means that your face and body are not very outstanding."

"Ah, fine, whatever Ah Xin says is right." Zong Guang quickly chose to compromise.

At this moment, Zong Ji came out of the room, looked at the two brothers and sisters who were talking happily, and asked aloud, "Aren't you two going to explain to me?"

Meng Xinzhi hurried over, took her father's arm, and asked coquettishly, "What do you explain?"

Zong Ji couldn't stand Meng Xin's arrival.

But the situation is special right now, no matter how the little padded jacket is pasted up, I feel a little uncomfortable: "Just explain, which one is your room here."

"Ah... this..." Meng Xinzhi looked at Zong Guang, asking his brother for help.

When Zong Guang was most sad before, he never forgot not to let his father visit the room, but now he has forgotten the fact that he himself is "golden house hidden beauty".

"Ah Xin's room, didn't I send you the renderings?" Zong Guang turned his words to Zong Ji and said, "I like this style better."

"Renderings?"

"That's right, that's right. When Dad first came here, wasn't my whole room in this style?"

"Ah Guang, your father can create the meaning of aurora, do you think I can't tell the difference between the real picture and the rendering?"

"Ah... this..." Zong Guang was also at a loss for words, he looked at Meng Xinzhi.

The help-seeking behavior of the brothers and sisters is basically the same.

Meng Xinzhi hurriedly answered: "Brother called the photos taken in other places as renderings. The pilots don't do decorations, so they definitely don't know much about these real scenes and effects."

Zongji looked at Meng Xinzhi pointedly, and asked aloud, "What about you, Xinzhi?"

"Ah? Me...Of course I can tell the difference clearly."

"Father, if I remember correctly, you still sent me the first real picture, and even the quilt cover is customized with two words of huge words."

"Father!" Meng Xinzhi took Zong Ji's hand and shook it twice, her coquettish index was more than ten times higher than before: "Since you know everything, why do you have to expose me and brother?"

"It's been so many years, and the ability of you two to lie together has not improved at all." Zong Ji scraped Zong Guang and Meng Xinzhi's faces with his eye knife, and said half of his nostrils: "Just You flirtatious, your dad and I have to be nearsighted at least two thousand degrees, so I can't see the tricks."

"Father!" Meng Xinzhi acted like a baby, and stopped saying unnecessary words.

"Ah Xin, do you have something to hide from Dad?"

"Yeah. I know my father knew about it a long time ago, and then I kept pretending not to know." Meng Xinzhi replied playfully: "I don't know what day it is today. Maybe I didn't read the almanac when I went out and was caught by my father. I will definitely pay attention next time."

"Even if Dad wants to pretend he doesn't know, you have to give Dad a chance to pretend. You and Ah Guang just designed the room like this. Dad really doesn't know how to pretend."

"This is my brother's home, so it must have been designed by my brother. There is no such thing as me and my brother designing this together." Meng Xinzhi joked and directly disregarded the relationship.

Zong Guang felt helpless when he heard this: "Xin, is this the legendary plastic brother-sister relationship?"

"Plastic is too strong, and foam is almost the same." Meng Xinzhi quickly regained her childhood state.

Compared with Zong Guang's entanglement for so many years, Meng Xinzhi has always been in the same state.

"Okay, that brother's bubble has been burst, explain to Dad yourself." Zong Guang gave up struggling.

The main reason is that the parents have already arrived and the room has been looked at.

Still in the case of being completely unprepared.

No matter how much you struggle, it won't help much.

Meng Xinzhi probably had the same idea. Since he couldn't hide it, he confessed directly: "Father, I want to study the art of tombs."

Zong Ji heard it clearly, but did not give any response.

"Father, I just want to study the art of tombs, and I don't participate in front-line archaeology. No matter what, I won't be in any danger."

"You say you don't want to participate now, and you're really researching it. How could you not go to the scene to find out?" Zong Ji really didn't want Meng Xinzhi to engage in a career related to tombs.

He was in favor of the cultural relics and museum majors of Mengxin Zhixue before, mainly because he felt that the work of museums was quite suitable for girls.

It never occurred to him that Meng Xinzhi would go directly to cultural relics and archaeology, which is the most unacceptable direction of tomb research for Zongji.

This is the first time Zong Ji has raised firm objections to what Meng Xinzhi wants to do.

The brother-sister brother looked at his sister with a tangled face and thought of a reason, and he helped out: "Father, tell me the truth, did you read too many tomb-robbing novels when you were young, and thought that A Xin would travel to go somewhere else."

"When I read Tomb Raiders novels, I already had you. How could it be called childhood?"

"Father, tell me the truth, did you confiscate the tomb robbery novels you read from me?"

Zong Ji didn't deny it, but asked back: "If I hadn't taken all your novels away, would your grades have been maintained?"

"What if it is possible?" Zong Guang also asked rhetorically.

"There is no such event."

"You didn't even give me a chance to try it. How do you know if it is there or not? If I read the novel, my Chinese will improve by leaps and bounds."

"There are so many what-ifs, or Dad will just change your name to Zong Wanyi."

"Yes, you can completely listen to your father for such a small matter as the name. As for the career direction, you must listen to the person concerned a little bit."

Talk about bubble brother and sister love.

In action, Zong Guang still protects his sister all the time.

"Okay, then listen to Ah Guang."

Dad's sudden change of attitude made the brothers and sisters a little overwhelmed for a while.

Two brothers and sisters, with four eyes, stared at Zongji in unison.

"Ah Xin, when did Dad not support you?"

"I don't remember it, but my father's attitude on this matter has been different from the beginning."

"That's because you are already hesitant. Dad can only show opposition so that you can face your own hesitation. Dad only needs to express a little bit of support, and you don't care what you think in your heart at all."

Zong Ji knew her better than Meng Xinzhi imagined.