The scumbag brother is finally accepted

The cicadas were singing outside the building, and the noise was getting louder and louder, which made my heart feel depressed.

Lu Qingyuan ran out of the restaurant in a panic, almost tripped over the threshold and fell.Pushing aside the continuous stream of pedestrians, his gaze was fixed on the place where the figure appeared just now.I'm afraid that in the blink of an eye, that person will flow away like sand between fingers.

He didn't even dare to breathe hard, the sound of cicadas in his ears was like the heart hitting his chest violently, hitting his most vulnerable place one by one.

Passing through the crowd, he was like a child returning home late at night, anxious and looking forward to it.When the last few pedestrians in front of him were pushed away, when he was only a few steps away from that person, he was so nervous that he swallowed a few times before he barely fell down without his legs becoming weak.

If he thinks back in the future, he suddenly realizes that the sun that day was actually as hot as the fire that year, and he was caught off guard just as badly. Unfortunately, when he remembered, it was already too late.

"Brother..."

Lu Qingyuan looked at the stable in front of him, frowning slightly, both puzzled and surprised.He stopped his hurried steps and looked at the strange things around him as if in a dream.

There are no shadows that I miss day and night, and no old friends who have been reunited for a long time.

Nothing at all.There were faint tears in Lu Qingyuan's eyes, could the figure just now be an illusion caused by his longing too much?

Full of expectations but once again in vain, Lu Qingyuan lowered his head deeply, his brows were tightly knit as if there was a cloud of sorrow that could not be ironed away.Just as he turned around to leave, a horse honking suddenly came from behind him.

Lu Qingyuan subconsciously followed the prestige, but when he saw the picture at the end of his gaze, his breathing stopped completely.He saw the figure that flashed by just now, and it was real, standing in front of him at this moment, but only a few steps away.

But it wasn't the person in his heart.

Staring at the man in the stable holding fodder to feed the horses, Lu Qingyuan looked dignified and walked towards the stable suspiciously.The closer he was to that person, the familiar and lingering love and longing suddenly came like a tide, enveloping him from all directions, stepping in step by step.

He looked at that person, but in a trance, he seemed to be looking at another person.After being completely close, the breath held in his mouth was released as if he was relieved.

Lu Qingyuan suddenly grabbed the man's arm, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, as if he wanted to see every inch of the man's face clearly.

The boy in front of him was only seventeen or eighteen years old, with hair tied in a high ponytail, skin as fair as snow, and willow-leaf eyebrows with slender lips parted slightly.He is thin and thin, a head shorter than Lu Qingyuan.

Obviously, no matter in appearance or temperament, they are quite different from Shen Mengzhuang.But when Lu Qingyuan saw him at a glance, he couldn't move his eyes away.It's really not like it, it's very different, but why do you vaguely feel that you have found it.

Uncontrollably exerting force with his fingers, Lu Qingyuan suppressed the surging thoughts in his stomach.He looked down at the boy in front of him, and asked in a low voice, "Who are you?"

The young man had no choice but to look up at Lu Qingyuan, frowned and said: "I still want to ask you, who are you, we know each other?"

After hearing the expected answer, Lu Qingyuan still couldn't help feeling disappointed and sullen.The fingers exerted force again, scratching the boy's wrist red.

The young man gasped in pain, his heart was already on fire, and he exploded at this moment: "What are you doing, you don't know each other if you don't know each other, why are you bullying people like this?"

Lu Qingyuan still held onto the boy tightly, no matter how hard he struggled, he never let go of it.His gaze was still hot and deep, as if the boy was about to be torn apart and reassembled into Shen Mengzhuang's appearance in the next moment.

He held the boy's wrist tightly, pulled him away, and said in a deep voice, "Follow me."

In the hall of extinction, candles were brightly lit.

Lu Qingyuan dragged the person into the hall, and with a wave of his hand, the heavy door closed tightly with a "bang", and sawdust fell to the ground.

The boy was thrown into the hall, and Lu Qingyuan stood at the door, as if guarding to prevent anyone from escaping.In this scene, it felt like the villain had forced a boy from a good family.

Looking at the young man standing sideways in front of him, Lu Qingyuan repeated the inexplicable words, "Who are you?"

The young man rubbed his red wrist, stared at the ground and responded in a low voice: "You don't know me, and you arrested me, is there any reason?"

Lu Qingyuan remained silent, as if waiting for an answer.His eyes were fixed on the young man all the time, like a burning fire, like a sharp knife, making the young man restless.

The two stood in a stalemate for a long time, and the burning red candle made a slight "cracking" sound.There was silence in the hall, so quiet that only the sound of his own breathing could be heard at this moment.

The young man looked up at Lu Qingyuan, and when he met those fiery eyes, he suddenly lowered his head and didn't dare to look again.

It was so hot that it almost melted his whole body.

The young man rubbed his wrist absently, hesitated for a while, and finally responded slowly: "My name is Mo Zhuang, and I live by the West Lake. I have never traveled far, and I have never seen you. My son, you If you recognize the wrong person, let me go back quickly. If I haven’t finished feeding the horses today, the shopkeeper will deduct my wages. Please do me a favor, and I won’t bother with you about catching and hurting me. We don’t owe each other, okay? "

"No."

Lu Qingyuan resolutely refused, and his red pupils were undercurrents, as if there was a burst of lava boiling, and his tone was undeniably strong and oppressive.

Ever since Mo Zhuang met Shang Lu Qingyuan's gaze just now, he has never dared to look up again.Even exposing the whole person to Lu Qingyuan's eyes felt hot all over, like thorns on his back.

He moved cautiously, turned his back to Lu Qingyuan, and asked, "Then what are you going to do? I have no money and no good looks. What are you going to do with me?"

Lu Qingyuan still stood there and looked at the timid young man in front of him.

What is he going to do?The boy asked him so.

He didn't know what to do with him.

The person in front of him obviously did not look like Shen Mengzhuang at all, his appearance, tone of voice, demeanor, temperament, and behavior, nothing could have anything to do with Shen Mengzhuang.

His senior brother should be gentle, calm, elegant and courteous, he should smile gently at him, he should come over to hold him, hug him, comfort him and kiss him the first time he sees him .

Obviously this is his senior brother.

But why, when he saw this boy for the first time, that kind of wandering and helpless instantly found a destination.It's like a wanderer returning home, like a sudden stop of wind and snow, and the beginning of sunshine after rain.

Boredom, impatience, loss, and annoyance, all of which have nowhere to break out, are all backlogged and fermented in the belly, becoming clearer and clearer.Lu Qingyuan stood with his hands behind his back, his almond eyes slightly closed, his eyes darkened, and he said in a deep voice, "I'll give you a hundred times the salary, and you will stay here from now on."

"hundred times?"

Mo Zhuang turned around to look at Lu Qingyuan in surprise, the discomfort just now disappeared without a trace.

"That's what you said, don't go back."

Lu Qingyuan saw that he was like a little wild cat who had never seen the world, his eyes were shining, his mouth could not be closed, and he opened it like a copper coin, and the restlessness accumulated in his heart was swept away immediately.

He walked to the desk and sat down, even his pace became a little easier.Picking up the brochure at hand, looking at Mo Zhuang who was still standing there in a daze, he said with a smile, "I never go back on my word, but..."

Halfway through the conversation, Lu Qingyuan stopped talking, looked at the teacup on the table, and said, "It's not that easy to get the money, you have to satisfy me."

Mo Zhuang seemed to hear that Lu Qingyuan was playing tricks, so he approached and asked, "How can I satisfy you?"

Lu Qingyuan pursed his lips and chuckled, glanced at the teacup, pretending to be serious and said: "I'm thirsty, go and pour tea."

Mo Zhuang looked at the tea cup following Lu Qingyuan's gaze, hesitated for a moment, and finally stepped forward to pick up the tea cup and pour tea.

After a while, Lu Qingyuan looked at Mo Zhuang holding tea in both hands, feeling inexplicably in a good mood.He took a sip of the teacup, and spat it out with a frown, with a look of disgust: "It's too hot."

Put the teacup back into Mo Zhuang's hand, and ordered: "Pour it over again."

The new tea was brought to his hand again, Lu Qingyuan took a sip cautiously, and his face sank: "It's too cold."

Mo Zhuang held back his resentment and gave Lu Qingyuan a blank look, and continued to pour tea for him.

I ran back and forth several times, giving tricky reasons one after another.

"Too bitter."

"Too light."

"Too astringent."

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Mo Zhuang put the teacup on the table violently, the tea cover jumped up.Lu Qingyuan turned his head and saw a flushed face. He couldn't help but raised the corners of his mouth and sneered: "Why, you can't do it just by pouring a cup of tea? I thought you were so capable. It turned out that you even paid a hundred times the salary I can't."

"you!"

Mo Zhuang was so angry that his teeth were chattering, and he held the teacup tightly in his hand, as if pinching Lu Qingyuan's head.

"Don't be too proud, I swear, I will make all your money, and make you cry at my feet so poor."

Not only was Lu Qingyuan not annoyed, but he laughed more and more.With a hook in his eyes, like a spring breeze passing over the lake, he looked at Mo Zhuang with his head tilted and said with a smile, "I'll wait and see."

His gaze followed the person who left angrily, and he didn't look back until Mo Zhuang completely disappeared outside the door.The smug smile on Lu Qingyuan's face gradually dimmed, and changed into a comforting smile.

Even his eyes were gentle, as if he was reminiscing about how his cheeks were flushed with anger just now.

There was a stack of papers on the desk, densely filled with words and portraits.If you look carefully, it is actually Mo Zhuang's biography, which is extremely detailed, and even the age at which he changed his teeth and how many teeth he changed are recorded in detail.

Lu Qingyuan lowered his head to look at the things in front of him, his eyes were dim, and the burning fire in his eyes was instantly extinguished.

Is it really not him?

A corner of the paper curled up slightly, it should have been read many times.Lu Qingyuan almost knew every word by heart.

If it is true as written above, Mo Zhuang and Shen Mengzhuang have no intersection, they are almost people from two worlds.

When Shen Mengzhuang died, Mo Zhuang was still a naive child.

Life records, every sentence is true.

Is there really such a person as Mo Zhuang in the world?An ordinary person who has nothing to do with Shen Mengzhuang?

The red candle was burned out, and the hall returned to a dead silence.

It was as quiet as if there was no breath.

Lu Qingyuan stared at the paper on the table, his eyes were dark, and his brows were knitted together.It seems that he is not reconciled, as if the treasure he found is not lost by himself.

Holding the stack of papers, he squinted his eyes half-closed, his red pupils flickered with a strange red light, and his eyes flickered.

Suddenly, the stack of papers burned, leaving only ashes falling on the table one after another.

A chuckle suddenly sounded in the silent hall.

Lu Qingyuan looked at the ashes on the table and raised one corner of his mouth.

The smile is like an eagle hiding in the corner, and the majesty seems to be winning.

Then it gradually stretched out, the smile rippled, the corners of the mouth curled up, and a warm smile appeared on his face.

He will not admit his mistake, even if he loses himself, he will not admit his senior brother.

What's more, the senior brother lied to him so many times, maybe he is lying to him again this time?No matter what the reason is, perhaps the brother has forgotten him again?

It doesn't matter, brother will definitely remember him, no matter how long it takes.

Lu Qingyuan pursed his lips and smiled lightly, his brows were affectionate, like a spring breeze.

If the senior brother really forgot him, he would wait for the senior brother to remember him.

If the senior brother is lying to him again, he will wait until the senior brother loses composure and jumps out to recognize him.

Taking out the jade pendant, Lu Qingyuan stroked it gently.The jade pendant was warm in the tentacles, and there was a faint warmth flowing through the fingertips, spreading along the blood vessels throughout the body.

He looked at the jade pendant and murmured softly, "You saved me again."

In the past, the dark puppet learned about the method of resurrection, and before looking for the holy unicorn, he asked Xuelao Lu Qingyuan where his soul was.Xuelao's answer shocked the dark puppet, Lu Qingyuan's original soul was actually in the Queen's Palace.

Hei Li used the magic core and soul to reshape Lu Qingyuan back then, and the last strand was stored in the jade pendant to reshape the body in case of emergencies.

The world has changed a lot, and the long-lost jade pendant was actually picked up by Shen Mengzhuang, and it has been preserved unharmed until now.If it weren't for this jade pendant, it would be impossible for the dark puppet to find the unicorn holy beast.

It seems that he is getting deeper and deeper in the quagmire, unable to extricate himself.The past went round and round, and more and more intersections and entanglements were thrown into this wanton burning affection like dry firewood.

Years have blurred outlines and cognition.

Now, I don't know whether it is robbery or fate.

Lu Qingyuan gently stroked the jade pendant, his fingertips were tender.

He watched, smiled, made up his mind, and murmured softly.

"I'm destined to be your man, you can't get rid of me."