Xun Mi waited until Xun Zezong's car disappeared around the corner before going upstairs.

When he was at the door, he hesitated for a while, but didn't dare to go in, and he couldn't say why.

The door was ajar, it was not locked when he went out, and the sensor lights in the corridor were not turned on, it was pitch black, and nothing could be seen, only the light came out from the room through an open gap and condensed on the ground It became a thin white line, which looked very special at first glance.

There was a sudden sound of pots and pans being smashed to the ground inside the door, Xun Mi was startled, and regardless of his entanglement, opened the door and rushed in instantly——

Beside the kitchen next to the door, Mo Jue was leaning against the protruding wall, looking at this place with a cold gaze, holding a few unbreakable bowls and basins in his arms.

At his feet, a few pots fell.

This posture... No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like you accidentally fell down.

Xun Mi gritted his teeth, and the words almost came out from between his teeth, "What are you doing?"

"Demolish the house." Seeing that Xun Mi finally came in, Mo Jue put the things in his hands back on the cabinet, clapped his hands, as if he hadn't done anything just now, and looked at his already soaked shirt , I didn’t care about it first, but raised my chin and said, “What are you doing outside, don’t come in.”

Xun Mi turned off the fire.

He went in silently to pick up a few pots that had fallen from the ground and put them away, watching Mo Jue standing there as if nothing had happened, as if the kiss just now was an illusion.

After Xun Mi packed up his things, he washed his hands with the faucet in the small kitchen, only to find that Mo Jue's clothes in front of him were already wet to a large extent.

He himself had a fever, so it would definitely be no good to wear such wet clothes, so he pursed his lips and decided not to bother with a patient, but went into the room and said without looking back, "You change the wet clothes." Come down, I'll find you a dry..."

Before finishing the words after Jing, Xun Mi swallowed them back.

The moment he turned his head, he saw that Mo Jue had taken off his shirt at some point, revealing his tight body inside. However, although his expression at the moment was indifferent, it revealed a natural aura , looked extremely aggressive in this small place, Xun Mi suffocated his breath subconsciously, then moved his eyes away in a panic, and threw the clothes over directly, "You, you, you, you wear this..."

Mo Jue took the clothes, and the smell from the clothes rushed into his nostrils. He smiled, and put the clothes on slowly in front of Xun Mi, without buttoning them, and said, "What, are you angry?"

Xun Mi glanced at him from the corner of his eye, but didn't speak.

"Brother stopped calling?" Mo Jue took two steps forward and stood face to face with Xun Mi.

Only then did Xun Mi turn his head, the pupils of his eyes vibrated unconsciously, his voice trembled, his face seemed to be on fire, he turned his head in embarrassment, and reiterated again weakly, "We are brothers..."

"You and I already knew it wasn't true." Mo Jue didn't take this seriously at all. After that, he stretched his hand to the back of Xun Mi's neck, pressed his forehead tightly against him, and finally closed his eyes, as if a little He said wearily, "Is it that difficult for you to admit that you like me?"

Xun Mi's eyes widened in an instant, as if there was a hammer in his heart, he was beating wildly on a drum, hitting the eardrums one after another, as if he was about to jump out in the next second.

In the end, Mo Jue sighed slowly. Because the fever lasted for a long time, Mo Jue's physical strength was a little bit unbearable, so he lay down on the bed first, and fell asleep first.

Xun Mi only had one bed here, but after hesitating for a while, he ran to the other side.

The body temperature of a person with a fever is very high, and it may be uncomfortable in summer, but in an unheated room, it is a human-shaped heater, and Xun Mi unconsciously leans towards Mo Jue.

Finally, when Mo Jue opened his eyes the next morning, he found that there was a hand on his belly, and the other hand was thrusting into his armpit, and there were two hands between his legs. feet, and Xun Mi's head was desperately thrusting toward his neck.

He raised his eyebrows, carefully took out the phone from under the pillow on one side, took advantage of the advantage of his long arms to reduce the focus, and took a picture of Xun Mi's pose - if you don't admit it, just wait and see.

After a while, he squinted his eyes in the warm yellow halo illuminated by the sun in the room, as if planning something, with an expression like a cat waiting for a mouse to come to the door.

Xun Mi finally agreed to move back home.

It's just that the house rented there still stayed.

Because the location is relatively remote, and it is a small one-bedroom house, the monthly rent is not expensive, and more than 1000 yuan will be spent there, and it will not take long. Subconsciously, it is to find a place for myself to escape. .

The reason for agreeing to go home, Xun Mi also has a consideration - one is because the last time Xia Fan came to him and knocked on the door, he found out that it is not very safe for him to live here, he might as well go back to his own home , at least the quality of security in the community is in place, and outsiders cannot enter.

The second is because...it was not long before he was 20 years old, Xun Zezong was almost begging him that day, Xun Mi really couldn't refuse such a request from an old man.

Furthermore, he is already in college, and he spends most of the week at school, and now he only goes home occasionally on Saturdays and Sundays, staying for a day or two, saying that he is moving back, and he doesn't have a long time to stay. At home, it doesn't make any difference whether you move or not.

On the day of moving back, Xun Mi brought back some daily necessities, and Shao Ya was ordered to help out without hesitation. He was a little puzzled when he heard the words, "Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey? You haven't lived outside for a few months. Why are you so twisted?" Face is going home again?"

"Speak up with my family." Xun Mi walked with him on the road carrying a bag of things, and there was still some distance to his home. His driver's license hadn't passed the exam yet, but Shao Ya's had already been obtained.

It's just that they are still in school, and Shao Ya doesn't have a car, so the two still walk, planning to walk for a while, and then take a taxi on a spacious road.

Shao Ya suddenly realized, gave a dull 'um', and said after a while, "This is also very good... Actually, your father and your brother are very kind to you, you have been with your family for 19 years. I said, if something like your family happens to me in the future, on balance, I will definitely choose the child I have raised for 19 years."

As the saying goes, for a child, nurturing kindness is greater than giving birth to kindness.

The same is true for parents.

One child has never been seen since it was born, and another child has been taken into the wrong hands, so the painstaking care for it is naturally immeasurable. It's not hard to imagine.

"Hey, did you find the other one?" Shao Ya didn't know about it yet, he only said that Xun Mi was not born to the Xun family, so he never asked about Xun Mi's feelings.

There is nothing to hide about this matter, and it hasn't been long, Wen Yan Xun Mi nodded and said, "Well, I found it, and you... know it too."

"I know you too?" Shao Ya was stunned, "Who is it?"

Before he could wait for Xun Mi to answer, he screened out a few key pieces of information. Xun Mi said earlier that Xun's father had a genetic heart disease, and his family was all panda blood. This year's child is also 19 years old. boy……

In the end, a person's face gradually formed in front of him, Shao Ya finally stopped, and murmured, "Fuck...Xia Fan? This is so fucking crazy..."

In fact, the most difficult thing for Xun Mi to face when moving back home is Mo Jue's relationship.

Even on the occasional rest day, he is not at home almost all day during the day. He would rather read in the school library and take a bus for more than an hour to the city at night, rather than stay at home with Mo Jue during the day. The two sides get along awkwardly.

What puzzled him was that Mo Jue seemed to be less teasing him recently.

This made Xun Mi a little puzzled, but also a little indescribably disappointed.

I don't know where this loss came from. Xun Mi didn't even realize it. He just found that Mo Jue was like a normal big brother every day. When he greeted him very coldly... he felt a little unhappy .

The breakfast this morning was unusually rich, and Xun Mi even saw a turtle soup on the table.

At the dinner table, Xun Zezong, who had lived in the hospital for a long time, also appeared, and exchanged glances with the aunt who was serving the food, and both of them revealed what they only understood.

Although he was ill, but fortunately he was in a good mood, he didn't have to worry about anything, and he didn't have to worry about anything, and the repellency of the medicine was very small, so the doctor said that the situation was very optimistic.

Xun Mi looked at the soft-shelled turtle soup in a daze.

No matter how the soft-shelled turtle soup is processed, Xun Mi will have a fishy smell when drinking it, and thinking of what animal it is made of, he can't eat it. He hasn't eaten it for a long time, so he wondered, "Dad, today How did you make this dish?"

"Replenish your two brothers." Xun Zezong caressed his little belly, smiled and sighed like a Maitreya Buddha.

Xun Mi had question marks in his head, and hurriedly filled himself with a bowl of sweet soup and occupied the bowl, not giving Xun Zezong the chance to serve himself turtle soup.

Mo Jue's face on the side did not change his expression, he directly bypassed the soft-shelled turtle soup placed in front of him, and turned to the vegetarian dishes behind the soup.

However, Xun Zezong's chopsticks were straight towards Mo Jue's chopsticks, and he pressed Mo Jue's chopsticks into the basin in a daze, and then said, "Son, eat more, nourish your body, it's very good for your health!"

Mo Jue narrowed his eyes.

Xun Zezong tried his best to stare at him with wide eyes, not giving an inch.

Xun Mi couldn't see the gunpowder smoke that was about to fill here, took a look, and suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, Dad, a friend came to our house today, and he will be there in a while."

"Friend." Xun Zezong smiled and moved the chopsticks away, as if the person who forcibly pressed Mo Jue's chopsticks just now was not himself, and said, "Who is it?"

Mo Jue was too self-reliant when he was young, and the classmates he brought with him were more intelligent, colder, and independent, which made him feel like a father without any sense of existence.

That is Xun Mi, the few classmates brought back and forth are like normal children, so that Xun Zezong finally has a sense of pride in helping his children greet his classmates after becoming a father.

Therefore, he was quite supportive and enthusiastic about Xun Mi bringing his classmates back.

After all, it was rare for him to show his pride in being a father in front of outsiders.

"You should know, Zhong Maoshi." Xun Mi picked up chopsticks and ribs, and said inarticulately, "The little ancestor of the Zhong family, his brother said that he insisted on going to Huada, and he will repeat his studies this year, so please help me with tutoring... "

Xun Zezong didn't hear the key information, but he was very relieved, "In order to be admitted to Huada and repeat the study, um, if you have ambition, you should hang out with such friends more often."

As he said that, he was about to ask Xun Mi when that classmate would come over, when he heard the doorbell ring, Xun Mi spat out the bones in his mouth, and ran to open the door.

At this time, a spoon suddenly appeared on the soft-shelled turtle soup that had not been touched on the table.

Xun Zezong looked over in surprise, and saw that Mo Jue poured a spoonful of soup into his bowl expressionlessly, and smiled at himself and said, "Need up your body, haha."

Xun Zezong was taken aback by this hehe, scratching his head, wondering what happened.

It is rare for him to be a father.

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