Kokonoe

Mo Xuan opened the door and came in. There were only candles in the room, but An Ze was not there.

strangeness?It should be back, Mo Xuan thought.

There was a plate of dim sum on the table, which was Mo Xuan's favorite flavor. Mo Xuan picked one up with a smile, and sat at the table waiting while eating.

It wasn't until early morning that the door was pushed open.

Mo Xuan lay on the table and took a nap for a while, when he heard the sound he raised his head, Anze was holding a thin blanket in his hand and hadn't covered him yet.

"Woke you up?" An Ze asked.

"No," Mo Xuan rubbed his eyes: "Brother, it really is you who came back."

Anze's complexion was a little pale, and Xiao Yipan also hung his head on his arm.

"Brother?" Mo Xuan felt something was wrong.

"Well, I'm just a little tired." Anze said.

Mo Xuan put on a blanket and went over to feel Anze's pulse.

"What? Can you still check the pulse?" Anze laughed.

Mo Xuan probed Tancai carefully and said: "No, I just read and learned a little bit." Then he helped Anze: "Brother, where have you been these few days?"

An Ze said: "Nowhere, but go out once a month to have a look."

Mo Xuan knew he couldn't ask, so he stopped talking.

An Zemo asked for a moment: "I heard that someone is looking for trouble?"

Mo Xuan blinked and said, "Ah...it's all right now."

"Meng Ziqiu?" Anze asked.

Mo Xuan lowered his head and said nothing.

Anze snorted: "Master doesn't care?"

Mo Xuan shook his head: "I don't care." After a pause, he added: "Really."

Anze said "oh" and said, "Why don't you punish me for copying books?"

Mo Xuan lowered his head weakly, brother, you just came back, how do you know so much?

"No, Master is doing it for my own good." Mo Xuan said.

"Alright, it's quiet there." An Ze stroked Xiao Yi's head, and suddenly asked, "Do I need to avenge you? Didn't Mu Qi beat you?"

Mo Xuan quickly shook his head: "No, no, and..." He scratched his head embarrassedly: "I hurt Mu Qi."

"Oh?" An Ze stared at Mo Xuan and then nodded: "Good fight."

Mo Xuan was thinking about someone over there who was still sleeping soundly in the pile of books, and he didn't know why his senior brother annoyed him so much.

"By the way, senior brother, I'll just come out for a while. I haven't finished copying the book yet, so I have to go back." Mo Xuan said and stood up.

"Well," Anze chuckled, "The windows of the Sutra Pavilion are not easy to climb, remember luck."

Mo Xuan was punctured, a little embarrassed.

"Take the snacks on the table with you, finish copying earlier." An Ze looked at him and said.

Mo Xuan was overjoyed, and said yes with a smile.

Anze sent Mo Xuan all the way out of Zuixianju before returning to the inner courtyard.

As soon as he entered the room, his legs softened and he fell to the ground.

Xiao Yi crawled out from the cuff, staring at him worriedly with small eyes.

"Xiao Yi, don't worry, I'm fine, just get over it." Anze stood up with support, and walked slowly to the bed, "I'll sleep for a while, don't guard me."

The little green snake followed Anze up onto the bed, and stared at Anze's pale face in a circle, with pea-sized eyes not daring to move away.

. . . . . .

Mu Qi was enticed by the fragrance.

"Ah, there's actually something to eat." Smiling, Mu Qi squeezed some pastry and took a bite, then asked indistinctly, "How much did you copy?"

Mo Xuan didn't raise his head, papers were flying in his hand: "The last one."

Mu Qi shook his head and babbled while eating: "Write quickly, it's so slow, after finishing writing, go away, it's really boring here..."

Mo Xuan looked up at him irritably: "Is it delicious?"

Mu Qi paused and looked at the snack in his hand: "This? It's delicious."

"Even if it's delicious, it won't shut your mouth." Mo Xuan said unhappily, turned to the next page of the book and continued to copy it with his head bowed.

Mu Qi choked, and began to concentrate on eating.

While eating, he suddenly thought of something: "Hey? Where did you get the dim sum?"

Mo Xuan took the time to glance at the almost empty plate: "Brother gave it."

"Yin Ziyang?"

Mo Xuan shook his head.

"...Anze??" Mu Qi yelled, and the dim sum in his hand was crushed to pieces all over the floor.

"What are you shouting for?" Mo Xuan was so frightened that he wrote a wrong word, frowned and tore it up again.

"An Ze gave it? He's back?" Seeing Mo Xuan's appearance, Mu Qi knew he was right.

"Bah, bah, bah!!" Mu Qi started holding his throat to spit out.

"What are you doing?" Mo Xuan threw the pen angrily, staring at Mu Qi who was vomiting.

"I...I don't eat his food!" Mu Qi whimpered while retching.

"What? My senior brother's stuff is poisonous?" Mo Xuan crossed his arms and said coldly.

Unable to spit out left and right, Mu Qi sat down angrily, and said viciously, "I'm not afraid of being poisoned, it's just...that's just...it's a matter of dignity!"

Mo Xuan raised his eyebrows, looked Mu Qi up and down, but didn't say anything.

"Hey, what look?" Mu Qi asked angrily.

Mo Xuan spread his hands and said, "Okay, then can you tell me, what dignity issue is involved between you and my brother?"

Mu Qi muttered to himself for a while before saying, "Okay, for the sake of begging me to tell you."

Mo Xuan supported his forehead, okay, let him beg him.

"Actually, it's nothing serious." Mu Qi thought for a long time before continuing, "You know that An Ze is very talented, right?"

Mo Xuan nodded, isn't this recognized by everyone?

"Actually, Anze was picked up by Fu Le."

"What?" Mo Xuan's expression was serious for a moment, and then he said slowly: "You continue."

"Oh," Mu Qi coughed a few times and said, "When he was picked up, he brought that snake with him. I wanted that snake just for fun. If he didn't give it, I would fight with him."

Mo Xuan's face darkened, Mu Qi didn't pay attention, and continued: "I never hit him, he knocked me down with one punch."

Mo Xuan's face softened a little, and he hummed.

"Then I held grudges. No one could beat me back then! Oh, except for Zimu, he doesn't count, he beat me!"

"Say brother!" Mo Xuan reminded.

"Oh," Mu Qi thought for a while, "Then I thought of various methods, including poisoning, medicine, and splashing water... I tried everything I could, but I still lost!" All tickle: "Later, master told me that Anze has the constitution of three spiritual roots, and he is as invulnerable to all poisons as me, so since then, I have become enemies with him!"

"Why?" Mo Xuan asked.

"Don't you understand? He is obviously so powerful, but he doesn't tell me. Every time he sees me make a fool of himself! Isn't this deliberately hostile to me?" Mu Qi said angrily.

Mo Xuan didn't say a word, I'm afraid the senior brother didn't take you seriously at all, and he's annoying you very much now.

However, Mo Xuan had to care about it, senior brother, was he picked up?

Thinking of the uneasiness in his heart just now, Mo Xuan asked: "Do you know where senior brother goes out every month?"

Mu Qi shook his head: "It's strange to say that no one knows about it. At the beginning, everyone would ask, but Fu Le seems to have specially approved it, so no one will ask about it in the future."

"Is that so..." It turned out that Master knew.

Mu Qi leaned over and asked: "Hey, now you know that An Zeduo is hateful, right?"

Mo Xuan didn't bother to talk to him: "I don't know."

"Huh?" Mu Qi exaggeratedly exclaimed: "Did I say it for nothing?"

Then he asked meanly: "If I fight with your senior brother, who will you help?"

Mo Xuan gave him a strange look: "You can't beat Senior Brother."

"If! I said if! Can we fight?" Mu Qi looked at him expectantly.

Mo Xuan didn't even think about it: "Brother."

"Why?" Mu Qi clapped his hands on the table: "Why didn't you help me?"

Mo Xuan smiled: "He is my senior brother."

"But, but," Mu Qi looked at him wronged, "I'm your good friend."

Mo Xuan looked at him amusedly, Mu Qi, how could he have such a childish side, but he still answered firmly: "Help Senior Brother."

"You!" Mu Qi seemed to be in a hurry, and his baby face suddenly wrinkled, ready to cry.

Mo Xuan shook his head and sighed, lowered his head and continued to copy the book, he was about to finish, and went out to see his senior.

Mu Qi stood in front of Mo Xuan for a while, then suddenly snorted and jumped out of the window.

Mo Xuan shook his wrist, not understanding what this guy was doing.

When the sky darkened again, Mo Xuan finally stopped writing and looked at the finished scroll with satisfaction.

"Hey, are you done?"

Mo Xuan turned his head, Mu Qi was half leaning against the window, holding a gift box in his hand.

"Yes." Mo Xuan began to slowly tidy up the books on the floor.

"No, here you are." Mu Qi handed the gift box to Mo Xuan.

"What?" Mo Xuan took it and asked.

"Snacks." Mu Qi poked the pile of books beside him with his toes, and said, "It's very delicious." After thinking about it, he added, "It's better than what your senior brother gave you."

Mo Xuan laughed heartily, but still opened it and tasted a piece.

"Is it delicious?" Mu Qi's voice was very soft, but Mo Xuan could see the light in his eyes.

"Delicious." He said.

Mu Qi smiled, only then did Mo Xuan realize that there was a slight dimple at the corner of his mouth.

"Well, I thought about it. You've known Anze for a long time, so it's normal to treat him well. He treats you well, and I will treat you well in the future. If he gives you delicious food, I'll give you better food, too." Mu Qi's toes kept drawing circles on the ground: "Hey, Mo Xuan, will you also be close to me from now on?"

Mo Xuan suddenly felt that he knew too little about Mu Qi, and he mechanically chewed the sweet and greasy snacks in his mouth.

Mu Qi didn't wait for Mo Xuan's voice, and looked up at him.

Mo Xuan swallowed a mouthful of snacks, nodded slowly: "Okay."

"Really? You can't lie!"

"Ah."

"Then let's go out and play."

"...it's getting late."

"Then what do we do?"

"...Pack up the books."

"Huh? Mo Xuan, you are so boring."

"...yes."

"Then let's go overhead."

"what?"

"The highest point of Lingshan."

"where?"

"here."