Knocked to the election boss today

Chapter 479 Can I Come Back to Live (2)

The crying stopped abruptly, Long Yi'an froze all over.

After two seconds of sluggishness, he turned around slowly.

His face was full of tears, and his red eyes were full of grievances.

He sobbed and called out in a low voice, "Brother."

Long Beijue pressed the corner of his mouth, pretending to be serious, "How old are you, don't you feel ashamed to cry?"

Long Yi'an's eyes dodged and he didn't dare to respond.

Long Beijue's tone softened a little, "Wipe away the tears."

Qiao Yuan stuffed him the tissue in his hand, Long Yi'an grabbed the tissue and wiped away his tears indiscriminately.

Crying so hard, he hiccupped fitfully.

Long Beijue pursed his thin lips slightly, almost amused by him, "I was the one who was beaten, why are you crying?"

Long Yi'an raised his head, his eyes were full of stubbornness and a little bit of grievance.

Crying so loudly, "Brother is angry and yelling at me."

Qiao Luo couldn't help laughing at the accusation-like words.

Long Beijue also laughed angrily, and asked patiently, "Shouldn't I be angry that you caused trouble?"

"But when I got into trouble before, big brother didn't yell at me like just now." Long Yi'an continued.

"Brother must hate me, he's tired of me..." He couldn't continue, his voice became choked.

Hearing the word "boring", Long Beijue was in a state of confusion.

He raised his hand and squeezed the space between his eyebrows, telling him to stop watching those bloody TV series.

"Ha ha."

Qiao Luo smiled and bent over, grabbing Long Beijue's arm so as not to fall.

Long Yi'an pursed his mouth, and Jin Doudou rolled his eyes, "Brother, do you want me anymore?"

Long Beijue said softly, "Since you already know, then I won't keep it from you..."

Before he could finish speaking, the golden peas had already started to fall.

Long Yi'an sniffed, but tears fell uncontrollably.

"Stop teasing him." Qiao Luo stopped laughing and patted Long Beijue's arm.

Long Beijue gave a low laugh, reached out and patted his head, "Okay, I lied to you, quickly put back the tears."

Long Yi'an was stunned, his eyelashes were stained with tears, and his elk-like eyes were staring at him.

He asked bluntly, "Brother, are you not angry anymore?"

Long Beijue snorted softly, "I'm afraid you'll flood the whole mansion."

He got into trouble and he was wronged, who is used to it.

Qiao Luo pulled out a few tissues and stuffed them into his hands, "Your elder brother is not angry anymore, he was just teasing you just now, wipe away your tears."

Long Yi'an took the tissue and thanked him obediently.

Immediately afterwards, he took a tissue and wiped away his tears indiscriminately.

Suddenly remembered something, he looked at Qiao Luo timidly, "Then do I have any red envelopes at night?"

"Hahaha."

Yu Feifei and Qiao Yuan burst out laughing, they just gave in to Long Yi'an if they couldn't accept it.

"..."

The corner of Long Beijue's mouth twitched. Is he really crying or fake crying?

Crying like this and still not forgetting his red envelope, is it because I gave him less money usually?

Qiao Luo couldn't help laughing and said, "Yes, each of you has one, and the red envelope is indispensable for you."

Seeing that Long Beijue didn't object, Long Yi'an laughed through his tears, and then remembered to care about Long Beijue's injury, "Brother, does your injury hurt?"

Long Beijue glanced at him, "What do you think?"

Long Yi'an scratched his head, and said frankly, "I'm not injured, how would I know."

Long Beijue was tired, and sooner or later he would be pissed to death.

"The three of you continue to face the wall and think about your mistakes, and stand for an hour before you come out."

After speaking, he pulled Qiao Luo out.

Downstairs, Qiao Luo still couldn't stop laughing.

Long Beijue looked down at her, "Is it funny?"

Qiao Luo shook his head, with a smile on his face.

"Then do I have a red envelope?"

Long Beijue stretched out his hand and gently scratched the tip of her nose, "Yes, I'll wrap you up for you."

Qiao Luo clicked his tongue, full of disgust, "Pull it down."

Long Beijue moved his head closer, "What do you mean by being so disgusted? Is the red envelope better than me?"

Before the words finished, Mrs. Long and Aunt Rong walked in.

Qiao Luo pushed him, "Don't make trouble."

"Little Luo." Mrs. Long waved at her, and Qiao Luo walked over.

"Grandma."

Mrs. Long pulled her to sit down, "What do you want for lunch, do you want to eat at home or go out?"

Qiao Luo said, "For those who celebrate the Chinese New Year, let's eat at home, and the house can be more lively."

"Well, just eat at home, and let the kitchen make whatever you want."

Qiao Luo smiled, "It's all right."

"Grandma, we are going to a friend's house and will be back later."

A trace of disappointment flashed across Mrs. Long's face, "Then you won't come back for lunch?"

The purpose of celebrating the New Year is to have fun, if the two of them are not there, what's the point.

Knowing her old man's thoughts, Qiao Luo said, "Of course we'll come back, we'll sit for a while and come back before lunch."

Mrs. Long smiled and said, "Then hurry up, go back quickly."

Qiao Luo hooked her red lips lightly, got up and left with Long Beijue.

……

The wind and snow are blowing, and the distant scenery is full of hazy beauty.

He was supposed to go home for the New Year, but it was delayed because of the conflict between Duan Fan and Lan Xi for two days.

Yi Xuan came downstairs, saw the person still standing in front of the window, and sighed helplessly, "Second Senior Brother, are you really not going back to Fengyun City?"

Uncle Duan has been calling to remind him since last night. If he doesn't go back, the father and son will probably have to argue again by then.

Duan Fan turned around and said indifferently, "Go home, don't worry about me."

"But……"

As soon as Yi Xuan spoke, he was interrupted by the doorbell.

He fell silent, turned and went to open the door.

Duan Fan looked down at the phone, absent-minded.

"Three brothers."

A surprised voice came, with a hint of excitement.

Duan Fan suddenly raised his head and walked over quickly.

"Senior brother, why are you here?"

Yi Xuan looked at the person at the door with a surprised smile on his face.

"Come in first." He helped take the suitcase and heaved a sigh of relief.

Lan Xi looked into the room and met those dark eyes without warning.

Their eyes met, and an awkward silence spread quietly.

Duan Fan noticed the suitcase in Yi Xuan's hand, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

Seeing that both of them were still in a daze, Yi Xuan urged, "Senior brother, don't be in a daze anymore, it's so cold outside, go in quickly."

He pulled the suitcase into the room, and with Lan Xi on his back, he gave Duan Fan a wink.

Duan Fan was stunned for a moment, then took a step forward and reached out to help push the wheelchair.

"Is your hand healed?"

A warm voice suddenly sounded, but Duan Fan didn't react for a while.

It wasn't until Yi Xuan smiled at him that he came back to his senses.

He hummed lightly, and the haze lingering in his heart gradually dissipated.

After pondering for a moment, Lan Xi lowered her eyebrows and softened her tone, "I'm sorry, I was capricious a few days ago."

Never expecting that he would come back and even apologize, Duan Fan's eyes slightly opened.

Looking down at the top of his hair, he looked puzzled.

"what happened to you?"

Why did you suddenly apologize to him?
It's not like him.

Hearing the surprise in his words, Lan Xi turned the wheelchair and faced him.

He pulled the corner of his lower lip, and the smile in his eyes became warm, "Can I still come back to live?"

(End of this chapter)