Lin Xian was furious when he saw his spineless appearance. "Sit down properly. You have no manners in front of guests."
Lin Zhuo looked at Xie Jingran with grievance, "is Brother Jingran considered someone else?"
Xie Jingran was a little surprised.
The last time he came, Lin Zhuo's long hair covered his eyes, and he was curled up in a corner, not saying a word, like a small mushroom growing in a damp corner.
Lin Xian poked him twice, and he could only call him "Brother Xie" dryly.
For this reason, Lin Xian complained to him speechlessly, saying that after Lin Zhuo grew up, his family did not put any pressure on him.
He tinkered with two game studios and stayed at home every day to make and play games.
Lin Zhuo grew up and had a little social anxiety. He was a man of few words, and he felt more comfortable living like this.
As a result, he found that Lin Zhuo was even less talkative after not interacting with others for a long time. He used to be able to communicate normally with his family, but now he can't even say a few words to his family.
As a result, today's words "Brother Jingran" were a bit surprising. After Lin Zhuo started to understand things, he felt that his relationship with Xie Jingran was not as good as that with his brother, so he changed his words and called himself "Brother Xie" early on.
Lin Zhuo's tone was soft and gentle now, and those who didn't know would think he was acting like a spoiled child with someone close to him. The words "Brother Jingran" made his heart itch again.
Lin Xian was even more shocked: "The sun rose from the west?" Today, his brother not only tied his hair up and dressed up, he looked much more energetic than before, and even his words were different from usual.
He had never talked to me like this before, damn? My brother wouldn't have a crush on Xie Jingran, right?
Thinking of this, Lin Xian turned around and carefully observed Xie Jingran. This guy looked decent and had a good family background, but he was not worthy of his brother! Even if he was a good brother, he would not even think about it. Even rabbits don't eat grass near their nests!
Xie Jingran had no idea what was going on in Lin Xian's mind, he just felt that something was suddenly wrong with his brother's eyes.
"Host?"
"Um?"
"Why does your brother look like he wants to eat the protagonist?"
"Who knows, maybe it's a sense of crisis." Lin Zhuo sat up straight and went to get the milk on the table. Because he likes to drink milk, there is milk next to water in his home.
He inserted a straw and took a sip.
Ah, comfortable~
"Ah? What sense of crisis? Does your brother like you? Does he want to go into orthopedics (incest, basically)?"
Hearing this, Lin Zhuo almost choked on his milk. "What do you usually watch online? The sense of crisis I mentioned is that my brother might think Xie Jingran wants to snatch his brother from him."
"Yeah, isn't it just to rob you?"
"This isn't a steal!"
Lin Zhuo wanted to argue with 0617 a little more to see what was in his system's head, but he heard his brother cough twice, "Xiaozhuo, your brother Xie wants to take you out to participate in a variety show. It just so happens that you haven't been out for a long time, why don't you go out and play for a while?"
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What's Wrong With Being A Salted Fish?
General FictionTHIS STORY IS NOT MINE. MTL WITH SLIGHT EDITS, NOT A TRANSLATION. There will be some grammar issues, if you spot them, comment and I will fix it asap. Cannot guarantee it is 100% accurate. Original title: I lost the link to it, but if anyone can fi...