Sorry [Rebirth]

Mo Jue stood at the entrance, and looked back in the direction of the second floor before going out.

The door of Xun Mi's room is very close to the stairs. From his position, he can still see the closed solid wooden door of his room.

He pursed his lips, and the corners of his lips raised for a moment. There were too many things in that smile, and finally he was suppressed by the vibrating mobile phone in his hand.

Although Xun Mi is drunk now, he is not seriously drunk, at least his actions just now must have been done with a certain degree of consciousness.

There is no way to explain the current situation clearly to him, it is better to wait until Xun Mi wakes up from the wine, and then the two of them can talk.

Mo Jue turned on the phone, and went out of the room while answering the phone. Hearing some noisy voices on the phone, he said lightly, "Got it."

Xia Tian's flashlight is actually not strong during the daytime, if it wasn't for the fact that something on the person who was secretly photographing outside the window just now reflected the light accidentally, he would never have noticed it.

The villas generally have protective fences and outer walls. Without a password, it is impossible for ordinary people to come in. In addition, the security outside the community itself is strict, and people will not be let in unless they are familiar faces.

People who take pictures here don't do what they want.

Mo Jue went out with a sullen face, but saw a mess on the road.

A lot of security guards in uniform surrounded him as if they were taking urgent measures, while Uncle Zhang, who followed him out to make a contact, was making a phone call, looking very anxious.

Mo Jue frowned, walked over at a faster pace, and said, "What's wrong?"

As soon as the words fell, he had already seen what happened in front of him - Xia Fan's lips were purple, his face was extremely pale, he was covered in cold sweat, and he was even lying on the ground shivering.

The security guards next to him had been evacuated to prevent the air from being blocked. Someone held a spare umbrella to shield him from the sun, while anxiously waiting for the ambulance to arrive.

Seeing Mo Jue approaching, the security guards dispersed a bit, and then the captain came over with a solemn face and said, "Mr. Mo, is this the one you mentioned?"

He had seen Mo Jue and Xun Zezong come in and out with Xia Fan, and they even registered with them, and their fingerprints matched, so he let them in.

It's just that no one expected that such a thing would suddenly happen today.

Mo Jue nodded, and heard the sound of the ambulance horn. The security team had obviously experienced similar things. After assisting the medical staff to disperse in an orderly manner, they sent a representative to drive behind.

After Mo Jue revealed his identity, he got into the car together, and called Uncle Zhang on the way, "Uncle Zhang, go back and look at Mimi, don't let him go out."

Although Xun Mi was aware of it, it was not in vain for him to light the fire for so long, but he was afraid that the frog would run out of the pot after a counterattack if it was not cooked.

Uncle Zhang was taken aback for a moment, then he cleaned up the things on the ground and hurried back home.

Xia Fan's condition was not serious, it was just a sudden suffocation caused by excessive fright and strenuous exercise. After the rescue, he went to the general ward for observation.

After Mo Jue finished understanding Xia Fan's situation with the doctor, he sat by the bed in the single ward. At this moment, the phone rang. Mo Jue took a look and went out to answer it.

Uncle Zhang was on the other end of the phone. Mo Jue closed the door and said, "Uncle Zhang? What's wrong?"

Uncle Zhang told Mo Jue that Xia Fan's things were in his, a small backpack, which contained a mobile phone, leather armor, and some medicines that Xia Fan usually used.

Mo Jue was silent for a moment after hearing this, and then said, "Okay, put the things in my study, by the way, how is Mi Mi?"

"Second young master." Uncle Zhang scratched his head, as if he was going upstairs, and his voice softened a lot, and said, "When I came back, I took a look and fell asleep on the window sill carpet, with no clothes on. Wearing, pulling the curtains as a quilt, my feet stretched out on the wall... I was carried to the bed, not to mention, I really gained a lot of weight..."

The smile on Mo Jue's lips was fleeting, and then he said, "Okay."

Before returning to the ward, he couldn't help but think of the appearance that Uncle Zhang had described, and the smile on the corner of his lips was pressed for a while before he suppressed it.

Xia Fan inside had already woken up. He had just taken off the oxygen inhaler on the tip of his nose, but when he saw Mo Jue coming in, he put it back on and took a few deep breaths.

Mo Jue closed the door and sat on the chair next to him.

Xia Fan first looked around anxiously, and then said cautiously, "Brother Mo Jue, where am I?"

"Hospital." Looking at him, Mo Jue frowned. The phone twirled in his hand for a moment, but he didn't say anything more.

Mo Jue didn't know what to do with this younger brother who had been known for a long time but couldn't care about him.

God really made a real joke on him.

After Xia Fan asked a question, he stirred the quilt lightly with his fingers, lowered his head and whispered, "That's great, I've never lived in such a good ward in my life..."

The hospital is a nearby private hospital. The environment in the single ward is very good, and the home appliances are complete. There is also a simple nutritious afternoon tea and some simple snacks, all carefully prepared.

Mo Jue rubbed his eyebrows, and then said, "Xia Fan, I remember I told you once, don't get too close to Zhong Jing, it seems that you still don't take this sentence to heart."

Xia Fan's movements froze, and the smile froze on his face.

"Dad feels indebted to you, and has already taken you over. He feeds you with delicious food and drink every month. The pocket money he gives you is several times more than Mimi's. You can take whatever you want, what else do you have? Not satisfied." Mo Jue put away the phone, leaned back a little, clasped his hands together, and placed them in front of his lower abdomen.

"Anything you want?" Xia Fan gritted his teeth, but when he raised his head, his face was still smiling, but with a hint of ferocity, "It was he Xun Mi who took away the glory and wealth that I should have enjoyed in the past ten years... "

Mo Jue's eyebrows gradually frowned, "Should?"

"There is nothing you are born to enjoy." Mo Jue sighed, stood up, and said to Xia Fan who was on the hospital bed, "Your health is very bad, I will discuss it with Dad and take you with me." Let’s go abroad for recuperation together.”

After finishing speaking, he stopped looking at Xia Fan's blank expression, turned around and went out the door.

But after walking far away, there was a loud noise from behind, as if something had hit the door.

Mo Jue's footsteps paused for a moment, but he left anyway.

After returning home, Mo Jue looked at Uncle Zhang who was on the sofa downstairs and whispered, "Where is he?"

"I didn't go out, I was upstairs all the time." Uncle Zhang woke up the moment Mo Jue came back.

The first floor was not very soundproof, and he was already awake when the car rang at the door, and Mo Jue said it with a smile after he came in.

Mo Jue changed his shoes and went in. It was almost time for dinner. He let out a sigh, smiled at Uncle Zhang, and said, "Thank you, Uncle Zhang."

"Hey, why are you being polite?" Uncle Zhang scratched his head.

He actually knows more or less what happened to the Xun family in recent days.

Xun Mi had always run away from home a while ago, he had delivered Mo Jue here, and sometimes he was fine. Then Xun Zezong went to the place where Xun Mi lived to sneak a look, making him look like an underground worker. .

After all, I watched Xun Mi grow up. Compared with Xia Fan's growth experience... the balance in my heart has been involuntarily skewed.

After Uncle Zhang left, Mo Jue made a simple meal downstairs. He only boiled a little rice porridge, and made a small dish and white steamed buns prepared by Zhang Mama.

He took a tray upstairs and knocked on the door before going in.

A voice unexpectedly came from inside the door, with a slightly nasal voice, shouting, "Come in."

Mo Jue raised his eyebrows, went in with a plate, and watched Xun Mi sitting in front of the computer with his head in his arms, the shining light shone on his face, and he didn't know what he was looking at.

Xun Mi glanced at it subconsciously. After realizing that the person who came in was Mo Jue, his eyes widened instantly, and then he hurriedly shut down all the open things on the computer, and said in a panic, "Brother? Why are you here?" this?"

Mo Jue put the things next to him, and the fragrance of the porridge continued to penetrate into Xun Mi's nose. He sniffed his nose lightly, and sat there without moving.

"What do you think?" Mo Jue smiled, moved the high stool to sit next to him, and didn't look at the things on the computer.

Xun Mi has already passed puberty, and he is not a parent who likes to look into the privacy of his children and is nervous all day long.

Xun Mi also felt that he had asked a stupid question, so he turned his gaze to the dinner plate listlessly.

Whether it's side dishes or preserved egg porridge, at this moment, they all exude an incomparable fragrance. Xun Mi swallowed his saliva, wanting to eat but didn't know how to face Mo Jue.

Unexpectedly, however, Mo Jue didn't wait too long, just lightly touched Xun Mi's head, watching him subconsciously hide for a while, but the corners of his lips curled up for a moment, and then he pretended nothing It happened the same way, he rubbed it firmly, and said, "Eat something, and don't drink indiscriminately when I'm not around."

"I know..." Xun Mi muttered softly, as if thinking of something again, he picked his fingers a little annoyed.

Mo Jue didn't stay any longer, turned around and walked out of the room.

When the door was closed, Xun Mi listened to the sound of Mo Jue's footsteps walking away, holding his breath, and holding his head violently, threw himself onto the bed——

What's the matter!

He thought he didn't like Mo Jue.

In other words, that liking only stayed in the pure relationship between brothers, but it was not until today, when Zhong Maoshi was drunk and wanted to kiss him, that Xun Mi realized how much resistance he had in his heart.

At that moment, he even hoped that the person in front of him was Mo Jue.

Xun Mi covered his head with a pillow, kicked his legs on the bed for a while, "Ah...!!!"