Sorry [Rebirth]

Xun Mi didn't know what he was crying for.

In fact, the time between rebirth and now is not too short.

Although he has had so many life-long experiences, in fact, for him, there is no routine that often appears in novels, and he has reached the pinnacle of his life since then.

He is still him, the only thing that remains the same is that he can work hard to save his life in his life.

That's all.

As soon as the tears flowed out, they were absorbed by the clothes, and the hand touching the top of his head was still incredibly warm. Xun Mi felt that his emotions were gradually calmed down as he was stroking the top of his head.

On the road, I missed the rush hour for children going to and from school, and the noisy road also entered the quiet moment that only in the afternoon.

Roadside vendors gathered in twos and threes, either holding meals from their families, or holding large bowls from restaurants, or standing or sitting on the side of the road to eat.At that time, the sunshine was just right, and almost completely dispelled the haze that had lingered on Xun Mi for a long time and could not get rid of it no matter what.

The wetness in front of his eyes finally cooled down because there were no hot tears flowing out. Xun Mi took a deep breath under Mo Jue's touch, then rubbed his eyes in embarrassment, pursed his lips and yelled softly ,"elder brother."

"Yeah." Mo Jue glanced down at his clothes - he is used to wearing dark clothes, but black is not that resistant to dirt - there is a piece of his sweater that is darker than the surrounding colors The imprint is like an irregular map.

Mo Jue was suddenly a little puzzled, didn't everyone say that women are made of water?But he felt that Xun Mi's tears sometimes... were like a flood that had opened its gates, and it couldn't be stopped no matter what.

Not knowing what happened in the past, Mo Jue's expression softened for a moment.

He didn't ask Xun Mi why he was crying, he just gave Xun Mi time to clean up.When Xun Mi raised his head again, Mo Jue looked at his younger brother's fair and childish face and asked softly, "Are you still crying?"

Xun Mi blushed.

... What the hell, it sounds like he is a little crying bag.

Scratching his head inexplicably embarrassed, just about to stand up, unexpectedly, a sanitation aunt walked up to the side of the road, and while cleaning the road with a little rubbish in the afternoon, she said loudly to this side with kindness, "Oh Brother lost his temper? Take it home and buy some jelly beans!"

People passing by heard it, and they all smiled and glanced this way.

Xun Mi: "..." I'm really ashamed to see people.

"Then go home." Mo Jue's voice also sounded a little smiling, and lightly poked Xun Mi's head again, looking at the boy's slightly long hair, he said, "I'll let your friend first I'm going back. I'll take you to pack up in the afternoon and attend a banquet with me tomorrow."

Xun Mi came back to his senses and noticed that Shao Ya was gone, and was taken aback when he heard the words, "Banquet?"

In fact, the so-called life of a wealthy family is not as outrageous as it is rumored outside. There are various large and small receptions and banquets at both ends of the three days. Yes, it’s the same as everyone else—it’s either a birthday banquet, wedding banquet, birthday banquet, or some happy event at home, so I invite relatives and friends to hold a banquet, but besides the people participating in the banquet, there are Just a reporter.

"Zhao Sixi's 25th birthday, the invitation has already been sent, I'll take you around." In fact, polite greetings are inevitable at this kind of banquet. Xun Mi has always been introverted, but when there is such a banquet, he usually pushes it on his behalf.

Coupled with his young age, such an early contact with people in society may not be a positive guide for him, so he rarely attends, and because of this, the second young master of the Xun family is well protected in the circle. The kind that doesn't see the end.

But this time, he could see that Xun Mi was in a bad mood, he thought, maybe it would be better in a different environment.

Zhao Sixi?

This person Xun Mi is impressive.

The well-known dandy young master in City B can be regarded as a rare figure in the entire upper circle—but although there are rumors of "dandy" and "merry", this one can indeed be regarded as a business genius.

It's just that Xun Mi resisted a little.

"It's not good..." He said, his eyebrows raised slightly, but he couldn't say why.

This Young Master Zhao grew up abroad, so men and women are not rejected. Mo Jue will participate in this, on the one hand, it is also because he has been very close to this man during the two years he was an exchange student abroad.

Mo Jue never had any gossip in his last life until his death, and he has always kept a low profile. The friends who get close to him are all those that Xun Mi knew before he left the Xun family. Clear.

And by the time this Zhao Sixi started messing around, it was already many years later.

"It's nothing bad." While speaking, the two had already returned to the car.

Zhang Rongde took a look in the rearview mirror and felt a little uncomfortable—the eyes of the second youngest of the family were all red from crying, the poor man was really terrified.

With the physique of the second young master of their family, such a red seal will take several hours to go down, no, he has to talk to Zhang Ma at night to give Xun Mi less water, otherwise it will swell up tomorrow But how?

Mo Jue said that he would take him to tidy up, but at that time Xun Mi's brain hadn't realized what to do and how to do it.

After arriving at a very high-end hair salon, he fell silent.

Looking at his hairstyle from the mirror, and comparing it with the ladies sitting in it, Xun Mi, who never felt sloppy, suddenly felt that his life was a little too casual?

However, before he could fully react to this gap, the barber put on a haircut scarf and pushed him onto the chair.

Over there, Mo Jue was still choosing a hairstyle with the barber standing in front of him. Xun Mi glanced back, subconsciously feeling uncomfortable in such a place, so...he took out his phone and started playing his own game.

After the discussion over there came to an end, he even washed his hair here.

"Just be a good one? Cute? Mr. Mo, your younger brother is suitable for a little younger, otherwise he will look old-fashioned." There was a name tag hanging in front of the barber, and Xun Mi glanced at it: Tony.

Hmm, a very down-to-earth name.

Thinking of those stalks that became popular later in the last life, Xun Mi's eyes could not help but bend.

"Just as you said." Mo Jue obviously didn't study the appearance too much, so he nodded upon hearing this.

So Mo Jue waited there, and later asked Uncle Zhang to bring his computer over, and simply sat next to Xun Mi to deal with things.

Logically speaking, there should be quite a lot of people in an ordinary barber shop on Saturdays, but at this time, two people left the shop just now, and now there are only three customers left.

So Xun Mi asked while the barber was smearing something on his head. Because he had just cried, his voice was a little hoarse. Hearing this suddenly, he seemed a little wronged—at least give him a cleansing The teacher Tony with the hair subconsciously relaxed his movements, and said, "Saturdays are the least crowded. Most of the female customers who have worked hard all week are in the beauty parlor for maintenance."

Xun Mi, who didn't know much about the life of a lady, let out an 'oh'. After the basic conversation was over, he lowered his head and played with his phone again.

The speed of doing hair is not as slow as he imagined, it only takes more than two hours in total.

I have to say that this store is really a bit level.

Even if Xun Mi is not the kind of person who cares about appearances, he has to admit that he has changed his hairstyle, so handsome!

I was not in a good mood when I came in, but I was very happy when I left.

Uncle Zhang picked up both of them in the car with a smile, and then he planned to send Mo Jue back to the company, but before leaving, he asked, "Where is Second Young Master going?"

When Xun Mi came out today, he was actually carrying a bag... because what he told Mo Jue was to go out and find his classmates to do homework.

Hearing this, he paused for a moment, thought about his bold ambition to hug his thigh before, and said, "Brother, can I go to your place? I haven't finished my homework, and there is no one at home, so I don't want to go back."

"Yeah." This was the first time Mo Jue heard Xun Mi take the initiative to ask him to go to the company to do homework with him.

Hearing the words was a bit strange, but he still nodded, "But I may not be able to take care of you when I'm busy, so why don't I find someone to help you with homework?"

"...No need for this." Xun Mi rubbed his eyes, some people feel tired easily after crying, and he is a typical one of them.

After crying, his eyes will feel uncomfortable, a little dry, and he always wants to sleep, so after encountering something, he is basically the kind of person who tries to digest his emotions by himself and doesn't want to cry.

It's just that when getting out of the car, a gust of wind happened to happen, and Xun Mi, whose eyes hadn't completely faded from crying, choked his nose because of the gust of wind, and a burst of heat surged up, and his eyes were filled with tears again.

There were too many tears bursting out suddenly, and I didn't hold back them.

He pinched his nose to suppress the hotness, and wiped his eyes.

Who knew that Mo Jue seemed to have eyes behind him, and turned his head with a frown, "Why are you crying again?"

Xun Mi was taken aback, glanced at the glass door that could be used as a mirror, was speechless for a moment, and felt a little ashamed: "No, brother, I... my nose was blown hot by the wind."

This reason...

Mo Jue pursed his lips. He couldn't imagine it, and the young man's emotions didn't look like sad tears, but he still held the young man's hand and crossed the road together, "Hold on tight."

So Mo Jue held Xun Mi's hand, and Xun Mi grabbed the strap of his small schoolbag, and the two brothers walked forward together.This back view looks like an old father who is worried about his son running around on the road.

The two went straight up to the top floor. Mo Jue looked very busy, and he was going to go out soon after leaving Xun Mi there.

Xun Mi wandered around, and finally sat down in the reception area, but the sofa was too far away from the table, making it uncomfortable to write, so he simply sat on the carpet.

"Brother." Xun Mi opened his homework book, looked around and said, "Can I sleep with you when I get tired later?"

"Yes." Mo Jue nodded, "There is a lounge inside, remember to cover yourself with a quilt."

"Yeah, yum yum." Xun Mi shook his head in response, and rubbed his eyes casually.

It's even redder.

Thinking about it, Mo Jue felt that Xun Mi looked like a rabbit.

Still just cried, the kind with red eyes.