Sorry [Rebirth]

At any rate, noticing where they were at the moment, Zhong Maoshi swallowed the words that were about to blurt out next.

It's just that he can't hold back a single sentence, making this person who has obviously never experienced such a big 'grievance' choke.

So Zhong Maoshi puffed up his eyes and turned his gaze to Xun Mi again, staring like a brass bell, only a few times when the wind blows.

Today, Xun Mi suddenly felt that he understood a little bit of Zhong Maoshi's characteristics - this kid is a typical little coward who likes to show off.

But, I especially like to put my nose on my face.

A typical one that shines when given a little sunshine, and floods when given a little rain.

It's a pity that once he encounters a hard stubble, or even a deliberate word with a gun and a stick, it will make this hard-headed person wilt directly, faltering and hawing, not knowing how to respond, and unconsciously start to show weakness.

It was exactly the same at this moment. Although he was still bluffing in front of his own 'little brother', only those who were familiar with him knew that he was already languid inside.

Seeing this posture, Xun Mi also knew that the two of them might have to 'chat' alone for a while, so he thoughtfully planned to leave.

Xu Changdu over there was still grabbing Zhong Maoshi's back collar, which didn't save him any face - he looked gentle, but his strength was really great.

I am afraid that Zhong Maoshi has also experienced the power gap between the age of 25 and [-], so after a meaningful struggle, he did not completely resist... Maybe he knew that he could not fight or run.

"I left get out of class early today, I haven't had time to tell Uncle Zhang, I'll go to my brother directly later." Xun Mi smiled and rolled his eyes, then looked at his watch and said, "It's getting late, you guys... um ,continue."

Xu Changdu nodded with a half-smile and greeted him.

But Zhong Maoshi showed a very strong desire to survive - he grabbed Xun Mi's wrist, and his mouth shrunk, "Xun Mi, take me with you, don't forget that my second brother asked you to help me with my homework , You, your brother also said let us play together more!"

"Tutor homework?" Xu Changdu suddenly said, "That's just right, I tutored your junior and senior high school courses. I went abroad for two years, just to check whether you have fallen behind."

Zhong Maoshi's mouth closed immediately, as if swallowing a fly.

Xun Mi looked amusing, but he didn't know what the relationship between Xu Changdu and Zhong Maoshi was like, so he couldn't make much guesses.

It's just that this person, no matter now or in the future, is not something he can easily offend.

So he smiled, and under Zhong Maoshi's desperate gaze, he waved his hand gently at him.

Then he turned his head and walked away very simply.

Zhong Maoshi: "..."

"Eat this meal as you please, and you will put it on my account." When Xu Changdu turned his head to face the group of Zhong Maoshi's "little brothers", his face was still like a spring breeze, and his appearance was completely different from when he "captured" Zhong Maoshi just now. the same person.

The little brothers glanced at each other, vacillating with each other, and finally, a few stood up and said they had something to do first, and left first.

There was one leader, and the rest of them all dispersed—there were no more than ten people in total, and in the blink of an eye, they were gone.

Zhong Maoshi stood in front of the bar where there was only one young lady who was holding back her laughter, and turned around, wanting to cry, "——what on earth do you want to do!"

Seeing that Zhong Maoshi was worse than him, Xun Mi was a little happier.

In fact, for people like Xu Changdu, although a young master of the Xun family suddenly wants to investigate a person who seems to have nothing to do with him, and may even have nothing to do with him in the future, it's a bit strange... But what are they doing? It has its own professional ethics.

To reach Xu Changdu's step, no matter how strong his curiosity is and continue to investigate in depth, he has to weigh the results of this investigation by himself, whether he can eat it, and for him, What kind of benefits.

Besides, people have to have that leisurely mind.

What's more, seeing Xu Changdu and Zhong Maoshi getting along like this, and knowing each other a little bit in the previous life, Xu Changdu is a person who can definitely hide his words and keep a secret.

Xun Mi took a taxi on the way to Mo Jue.

At this point, Mo Jue should usually be off work, but today he told himself in advance that he had to work overtime because he had something to deal with in the company.

And Mo Jue added up to work...it was almost a waste of sleep and food.

The kind of workaholic who can never take a break if he doesn't get things done.

Xun Mi couldn't make trouble either, but he thought, since he has nothing to do at home, it's okay to make backup preparations.

On the way, he ordered a small lunch box at the Gushu Restaurant, for two people. After packing, because the distance was not too far away, he just walked over slowly, with some Expectations that I didn't realize.

It's just that Mo Jue wasn't in the office when he got there.

After taking him to the front desk at the door of the office, Xun Mi put the meal on the table and planned to wait for a while.

Mo Jue's schedule is usually handled by his assistant, and there is a meeting at the moment, and he doesn't ask anyone.

The computer in Mo Jue's office had a password, and Xun Mi couldn't get in, and he didn't want to do his homework. After a while, he felt a little sleepy, so he turned the door of the lounge tentatively—it was closed.

Dumbfoundingly putting the schoolbag aside, Xun Mi walked slowly to the sofa, took off his shoes and lay down.

That's why, when Mo Jue finally finished his work and walked back from the meeting, but was told by the receptionist downstairs that Xun Mi was still waiting upstairs, he immediately glanced at the time—it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

"You guys pack up and get off work." Mo Jue took off his tie, watched the number of the elevator rise little by little, and finally stopped at the top floor.

The lights on the top floor were still all on, but there was no human voice, and it seemed to be two worlds apart from the hustle and bustle downstairs just after get off work.

He pushed open the office door softly, and the familiar smell of food greeted him, but he couldn't find Xun Mi after looking around.

At this moment... A foot suddenly protruded from the back of the sofa, and the foot was twisted.

Mo Jue looked at those feet wearing red panda socks and smiled slowly.

Xun Mi has always slept dishonestly, but now he is sleeping on his back, his mouth is open, and one foot is raised to the highest place of the sofa back, it seems a little uncomfortable, so he stretched out in place.

Most of the jacket he used as a quilt had fallen to the ground, and only a little corner was still hanging on his arm, which would not fall off.

The temperature was low at night, Mo Jue touched Xun Mi's exposed skin, it was indeed cold.

Xun Mi seemed to be in a dream in a daze.

In the dream, he always slept dishonestly.When I was young, I often had a fever and a cold because of the cold in my stomach.

He didn't have the impression of his mother because she died too early.

As for the only father, the only memory left is his face, knowing that he is his father.

After all, Xun Zezong was too busy at that time.

So in his childhood memories, Mo Jue was the person he was most familiar with.

When he was young, he always deliberately kicked off his quilt with intentions that he didn't know about, even if he was shivering from the cold, he didn't want to cover it up. He just waited for Mo Jue to touch his hand when he got up. , Tuck him in the quilt again.

Sometimes, Mo Jue would sleep with him in his arms.

It was the family affection that Xun Mi longed for when he was very young, but he didn't know what it was.

But then I don't know when it started, and Mo Jue also became busy.

He stopped sleeping with him in his arms, and started to turn on the heating in his room regularly at night. Later, he took a lot of trouble to reinstall the air conditioner with constant temperature and cross control. I caught a cold.

Although the care is comprehensive, there is always something missing, and over the years, they have become more and more alienated.

For him, these are fragments that are so long that they are about to disappear in the long river of memory, those fragments buried deep in his heart that are almost like a dream.

But just now, when I was half asleep and half awake, for some reason, I suddenly dreamed again.

Xun Mi opened his eyes in a daze, and against the light, he seemed to see someone squatting in front of him.He was still a little fuzzy at the moment, but subconsciously grabbed the corner of the other person's clothes, as if he was still in a dream, and called out indistinctly, "Brother..."

"Yeah." Mo Jue sighed softly, helped him up, put on his clothes little by little resigned to his fate, and didn't care if Xun Mi could understand, just said, "You have a fever, I'll take you there Hospital."

Have a fever?

Xun Mi touched his forehead, but it didn't feel hot.

"I've brought you food, brother." He yawned, a little sleepy, and nothing particularly uncomfortable, just feeling sleepy and tired.

"Okay." Mo Jue helped him up, and said, "Brother, eat later, go to the hospital first, you know?"

Xun Mi looked up at him, inexplicably aggrieved.

He waited silently for Mo Jue to pack up his things, and when he was about to leave, he hugged the lunch box into his arms again, and buried his head stubbornly.

Mo Jue saw it, but didn't say anything.

When Xun Miyi is sick, he always likes to have a little temper and act coquettishly.

He is also used to it, and sometimes he finds it amusing, and often records it.

It's just that after getting in the car, seeing the child in the back grievously tucking his chin into the turtleneck sweater, lowering his head and not speaking, he suddenly felt soft-hearted again, "You are sick, I will see the doctor later, I'll go buy you a new one."

Only then did Xun Mi move his head, raised his head, and said slowly, "Really?"

Mo Jue replied helplessly.

Xun Mi then smiled and put the box in his hand aside, and stopped carrying it any longer. He now felt that he woke up and felt much better.

"I think I have a pretty good appetite bro, I'll want to eat a lot later." Xun Mi licked his mouth happily.

It's just that this wish was quickly shattered——

The doctor on duty happened to be the one who took care of Xun Mi before. When he arrived at the hospital and heard that he had a fever, he immediately took a look at the wound, and then pressed his hands on Xun Mi's stomach.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the incision, he checked Xun Mi's tongue and throat again, and then said righteously, "I'm a little angry, but the wound is healing well, but I still pay attention to my diet for a while, and don't eat too much meat and meat. Fire stuff."

Afterwards, the doctor looked at a red pimple that appeared on Xun Mi's nose at some point and said, "Have you eaten spicy food lately?"

Xun Mi blinked, did not dare to look at Mo Jue, and said with a little guilty conscience, "...a few hot pot meals..."

Mo Jue gave Xun Mi Shunmao a hand, obviously Xun Mi's behavior of eating hot pot was not once or twice.

So he said to the doctor with a dark face, "Give me an injection."