walking slowly

If it's daytime, the sky should be beautiful and bright, but it's completely dark when driving all night. After the rain, there are not even a single star, and the moonlight is also dimmed.

Fortunately, the two cities are not far away, and when they arrive in J City, it is just the point where ordinary people go to bed and get ready for sleep.

Under Zhou Xing's forced request, Gu Mo stayed in a hotel and waited for their news.

He understood that he couldn't help much if he went there, so he might as well protect himself so that Zhou Xing wouldn't worry.

What's more, when he saw the power of the Zhou family, half of the underworld in J City responded with a phone call.

It should be fine...

He sat on the chair all night with his forehead propped up, and when it was dawn, Zhou Xing came into the room exhausted.

Gu Mo quickly cheered up and stepped forward to support him, examining him from head to toe.

Seeing that Zhou Xing's arm was blushing, he asked anxiously, "Why are you injured?"

"It's a little skinny, it's okay."

Gu Mo carefully opened his sleeve, and found that it was indeed just a scratch, so he felt relieved.

"Zhou Ting has something to do." Zhou Xing watched him take out alcohol cotton balls from the small medicine box, and sat down on the chair consciously, frowning tightly. "He was shot."

Gu Mo shook his hand and spilled a little alcohol.

"It's been sent to the hospital, I'll lie down and see him later," Zhou Xing cursed, "Damn it, it's just a mess every day."

As soon as Gu Mo heard this, he knew that Zhou Ting's life was not in danger, but the word "shot" was scary no matter how it sounded.

"What about the rest?"

"Jing Xi asked her brother to pick her up. Hao Shuang stayed with Zhou Ting in the hospital. The two of them were not injured."

Zhou Xing was still terrified when he recalled the scene of Zhou Ting blocking the gun for Hao Shuang.

"That's good, have the kidnappers been caught?" Gu Mo bent down and held a cotton ball soaked in alcohol to disinfect him.

"The kidnapper...was seriously injured," Zhou Xing snorted, "someone in J City will take care of him."

There was a burning sensation in his elbow, he smiled: "Teacher, is this the first time you have treated my wound?"

Gu Mo was taken aback for a moment, but he really thought about it seriously.

As soon as he thought about it, his thoughts drifted back to many years ago, and he suddenly missed the days of teaching in school.

Zhou Xing looked down at his slightly long eyelashes trembling, and felt itchy in his heart like being scratched by a feather.

"I forgot," Gu Mo raised his eyes, "but I hope this is the last time."

He pressed the cotton ball, causing Zhou Xing to gasp.

"Okay...assure Teacher Gu!" Zhou Xing raised his hand in salute.

After staring at his wrist for a while, Gu Mo packed up the medicine.

Zhou Xing glanced at his wrist and remembered why he went to hug him.

Gu Mo was helplessly rubbed by him, turned around and asked, "Where's that wristband you've been wearing?"

Zhou Xing curled his lips: "Put it away."

"No more?"

"No, this is enough for me." He raised his chin and brought his neck closer to Gu Mo.

The black clavicle chain is attached to the fair skin, and the color matching is a classic and eternal beauty.

Gu Mo poked his forehead and pushed him away, and put the medicine box away.

"Teacher, I promise to say everything, don't just ask, okay?" Zhou Xing suddenly said softly, "I'm afraid."

What he was most afraid of was that Gu Mo would invisibly sentence him to death if he didn't say anything.

Gu Mo was stunned for a while, then hummed lightly.

"Not anymore."

He will put all the courage in this relationship and will not run away again.

Zhou Xing wrapped his arms around his belt and went to bed contentedly: "I'm so sleepy, let's sleep for a while."

The two of them lay in bed for three or four hours, and they got up almost as soon as it was dawn.

Zhou Xing got up angry, and greeted the eighteen generations of Zhou Ting's ancestors again, completely forgetting that he was the same ancestor as him.

Gu Mo didn't quite understand the grievances between the brothers until he heard what Zhou Xing said.

"If he hadn't restrained me back then, I would have gone back to China to find you."

Gu Mo shook his head with a smile, and touched his cheek comfortingly.

No one likes the smell of a hospital, but they can't avoid setting foot in this area.

When they entered the private ward, the first thing they saw was Zhou Ting holding a man's hand with a pale face, and he was still saying "Brother Shuang".

Gu Mo and Hao Shuang just met once, and when they saw him again after more than six years, they didn't recognize him at all as the boy who went to Xiangyuan Temple together.

Hao Shuang's hair was cut short, and he looked crisp and neat. Except for the slight bruise under his eyes, he still had a warm and cheerful appearance.

It's just that it's always a little different from the original, especially in front of Zhou Ting.

Seeing them coming in, Hao Shuang pulled his hand away: "Can you lie down well, I'll go to the bathroom."

He greeted Zhou Xing and Gu Mo with an unnatural expression and walked out the door.

"Brother Shuang..."

Hao Shuang froze, Zhou Ting bit his lips and said, "Come back quickly, I'll be waiting for you."

After seeing no one, Zhou Ting seemed to be unable to sustain himself physically, and collapsed on the hospital bed, muttering.

"Brother, do you think he will forgive me?"

Zhou Xing had found a chair and was about to sit down when he heard the sound of his butt bouncing as if being poked by a nail.

"how could I know!"

He really wasn't used to the situation where Zhou Ting was not at war with him, as if the two brothers were born to fight each other to the death.

Gu Mo glanced at his chair in bewilderment, but found nothing unusual, and turned to Zhou Ting.

For the first time, he faced Zhou Xing, his half-brother.

Although the two brothers look alike, Zhou Xing is aggressive and good-looking, written all over his face as not to be messed with, while Zhou Ting's good-looking is deceptive, closer to evil spirits.

He looked at it again and again, and felt that his own was more pleasing.

Zhou Xing saw that he had been staring at Zhou Ting, and pulled his hand angrily: "What's so interesting about him? Look at me."

"...Are you still young?" Gu Mo squeezed his palm and pushed his claws away, and asked Zhou Ting, "Is the injury serious?"

Zhou Xing crossed his legs: "Heavy fart, he was shot in the shoulder, but didn't hit the internal organs."

Zhou Ting said lightly, "Well, the bullet didn't go deep."

For the two of them, as long as they don't get a gun on their foreheads, other injuries are minor injuries.

Gu Mo only asked politely, and then he didn't know what to say, after all, he was not familiar with Zhou Ting at all.

After a while of silence, Zhou Ting suddenly said to Zhou Xing: "Brother, I really envy you."

Zhou Xing didn't even bother to lift his eyelids: "Didn't you envy me since you were a child? You want to rob me of everything..."

Talking about what was wrong with Pinchu, he suddenly raised his head, and found that Zhou Ting was looking at him and Gu Mo, with an indelible sense of sadness in his eyes.

"What the hell do you mean, what are you looking at my wife for?!" Zhou Xing stood in front of Gu Mo vigilantly, blocking Zhou Ting's sight.

Gu Mo was a little embarrassed, wondering what is the difference between you and a puppy guarding food...

"I'm just envious of your relationship with your sister-in-law." Zhou Ting's eyelids were half closed, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow, which was actually kind of melancholy.

"Brother, you said that I have been alone for 21 years. What do I know about love? I just met a person who is willing to be with me without knowing my identity. I want to have a good relationship with him. ...I know I was wrong, I regret it, brother, can you help me, I want to be good with brother Shuang..."

As he spoke, he choked up again, while Gu Mo was sighing, and Zhou Xing scratched his palm again.

Zhou Xing winked at him, and when he turned his head, Hao Shuang was standing quietly at the door of the ward, just in time to hear Zhou Ting's confession.

Gu Mo was startled, did Zhou Ting tell Hao Shuang on purpose?Then this person is too scheming, and love is the most taboo calculation, no wonder he fails frequently, it seems that he still has trouble.

Zhou Xing pulled out a disdainful smile: "You can keep it. Fortunately, it is not the leg that was injured. Our family is still pointing at you to carry on the family. Let's go."

Sure enough, Hao Shuang's face changed when he heard that he was passing on the family line, and Zhou Ting's facial muscles trembled forbearance: "Go slowly, brother."

This gnashing of teeth sounds more like rolling, Zhou Xing is very satisfied, this is the normal tone.

When they walked to the door, Zhou stopped saying "Brother Shuang" before his throat came out, Hao Shuang said to Zhou Xing: "Let's go have a meal together."

It's time for dinner.

Zhou Ting stretched his neck and said aggrievedly: "Then what about me?"

"What do you want to eat, I'll pack it back." Hao Shuang said flatly.

Zhou Xing wrapped his arms around his shoulders skillfully: "It's enough for him to drink porridge, let's go."

Hao Shuang hesitated for a moment and nodded, followed them out the door.

The moment the door closed, Zhou Ting's expression suddenly darkened.

He randomly found a restaurant near the hospital and went in for a bite. Gu Mo called the publishing house to ask for leave and came back, and heard Zhou Xing and Hao Shuang talking about Jing Xi.

"Yesterday you also heard that Xiao Hui said that it was Kailin who bought her life. Do you think Ye Hua knew about it?"

"probably not."

Hao Shuang leaned back in his chair and stared at the ceiling: "So many people have been involved in this matter, I don't know who to blame."

"Blame yourself," Zhou Xingzheng was picking on Gu Mo's fish, which had no thorns. "If you do something wrong, you have to bear the consequences, and no one can escape."

Gu Mo walked up to him and happened to hear this sentence, and sat down with a chuckle.

Zhou Xing pushed the fish dish to him, and continued to say to Hao Shuang, "You can just keep Zhou Ting in check, and Jing Xi and I will take care of the rest."

He paused, thoughtfully: "Maybe we don't need to take action, she still has an older brother."

"Well, her brother is very powerful." Hao Shuang took a bite of his meal and remembered something again, "What about Xiao Hui?"

Zhou Xing rested his chin and watched Gu Mo eat food slowly, feeling quite good.

The murderer behind the scenes is Kailin, Zhou Ting is an accomplice, and Xiao Hui is at best a knife.

The effect of a knife depends on whose hand it falls into.

"He's already planted."

Hao Shuang thought about Xiao Hui's madness when he was taken away by Lin Wei yesterday, and he was convinced.

Everything has a karma, and everything comes down to something.

Isn't it the same with him and Zhou Ting?

When he left, Hao Shuang actually packed some porridge and a few light dishes. Seeing that Zhou Ting liked to eat them, Zhou Xing scoffed, "You're the only one who treats him so well."

Then I thought about it, no, didn't his words give Zhou Ting an assist?

After thinking for a while, he patted Hao Shuang's shoulder again: "Think about what he committed, don't be soft-hearted."

Hao Shuang squeezed his fist and hummed.

Seeing him walking towards the hospital, Gu Mo said: "You really don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement."

Zhou Xingman didn't care: "He has to get some retribution for doing so many things. Just like my retribution is you, he naturally has his own retribution."

On the sidewalk, the traffic lights flash alternately.

Zhou Xing and Gu Mo walked across zebra crossings side by side, holding hands occasionally in a foreign land without caring about other people's eyes, and there was always something to talk about.

They knew in their hearts that they still had a long way to go.

But thankfully, after so many years, they are finally on the same page.