mistook boyfriend for brother

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

Grandpa sneered at the side: "Our Xiaomo's grades are very good, do you think he looks like you? The last class in high school!"

Ye Baihan: ...

He really felt a little ashamed: "...Dad!"

Grandpa ignored him, and gave Ye Jingmo a big red envelope from behind: "Little Mo, ignore him, this is from grandpa! Take it!"

"Grandma still has it here!" Grandma also said, taking a big red envelope from the side and putting it in front of Ye Jingmo.

"Thank you grandpa! Thank you grandma!" Ye Jingmo's response was much more passionate and enthusiastic than before.

Ye Baihan glared at him again: "Little bastard without a conscience!"

Only then did Ye Jingmo realize that his workaholic father, whom he hadn't seen all year round, seemed a little childish.

Thinking about it, he picked up his wine glass and took another sip, his face flushed from the heat.

The surroundings of the house are warm, the festive Spring Festival Gala is playing on the TV, the dishes on the table are overflowing, and everyone has a little smile on their faces. After eating a meal for a long time, there is a rare atmosphere of home.

After a meal, Ye Jingmo drank the half glass of white wine he poured, and collapsed on the sofa in a daze, not wanting to move.

After being paralyzed for an unknown period of time, the sound of firecrackers from Thunderbolt came from outside the window. After the sound of firecrackers, there was the sound of fireworks exploding, accompanied by the cheerful laughter of children. Looking out of the window, the surroundings were bright.

He stood up and wobbled to the window, looking at the bright lights of Wanjia outside and the bustle of people coming and going, he suddenly wanted to call Su Mu.

Thinking of this, he did the same. He turned his head and searched for the mobile phone, and dialed Su Mu's number.

After a few beeps, the phone was picked up. Ye Jingmo had Su Mu's mobile phone number, but Su Mu didn't know it. His voice sounded a bit puzzled: "Hello?"

"Hmm... Su Mu! Happy New Year!" The moment Ye Jingmo heard Su Mu's voice, he was stunned for a moment, and then he felt super satisfied, and excitedly replied.

There seemed to be some noise on the other side of Su Mu, and he could hear many people eating and chatting, but he still clearly heard Su Mu laugh, and then said in a low voice, "Ye Jingmo, Happy New Year!"

"Ah...Happy, happy!" Ye Jingmo was very happy, but after drinking the wine, he was dizzy. After saying "Happy New Year", he didn't know what to say next, so he repeated "Happy" twice in a daze. Then there was silence.

There was a sound of light footsteps coming from the phone, and then the background sound was no longer so noisy. It should be that Su Mu changed places.

Hearing Ye Jingmo repeat it twice, Su Mu was helpless: "Do you have anything else you want to tell me?"

"Ah...others? Um...others, there are many, let me think about it...let me think about it...you are not allowed to hang up the phone!"

Su Mu's questioning words were like giving Ye Jingmo's brain an order, and Ye Jingmo began to rack his brains to think about what he wanted to say.

I want to talk to Su Mu a lot, I want to tell him that my dad came back for dinner today, I found that I don't seem to hate him so much, he is actually just a workaholic whose poor grades can only be made up for by hard work. I didn't come back a few times in the year without making a sound, but the money was paid well, so it seemed to be not bad.

But I still can't forgive Jiang Yajuan. Although she has changed a lot now, I just can't stop hating her.

He is very good to that kid named "Xiaoxuan", he is his son, but I am also his son, when I was his age, she was beating me and scolding me!Why?I will never forgive her!

Ye Jingmo tilted his head and thought about it again: Grandma cooked a lot of dishes today, but my favorite is the sweet and sour pork ribs. Today's pork ribs are super good, fat and tender, especially for rice.

Hmm...and now, the kids downstairs are so noisy!Just because you snatched a fairy stick, you yelled at me, alas, brat!

Various thoughts arose in Ye Jingmo's mind, but he was in a daze and didn't say a single thing.

Su Mu had already heard from Ye Jingmo's words that he was drinking, and after listening to him being quiet for a long time, he asked, "Ye Jingmo? Why didn't you talk? Are you drunk from drinking?"

Drunk?Am I drunk now?I think should not be!

Hmm... I still want sumac...

Ye Jingmo was dumbfounded, his thoughts suddenly changed from "what do you want to say" to "what do you want".

"Huh? Ye Jingmo? Can you still hear me?" Seeing that Ye Jing was still silent, Su Mu asked aloud.

"Su Mu...I still want you!" Seeing Su Mu asking, Ye Jingmo's eyes brightened, and he blurted out this sentence.

Su Mu: ...? ?

"Ah yes, I want you to be in front of me, I want you to watch the fireworks with me, I want you to be with me... um... do a lot of things!" Ye Jingmo added, with a childish tone like Kindergarten children.

There seemed to be rustling noises from Su Mu's side, and then Su Mu's cold and deep voice sounded: "Wait!"

"Ang...? Good!" Ye Jingmo sat on the floor in front of the window, stared blankly at the scenery outside the window, and hiccupped.

He kept his mobile phone close to his ear, and he could hear footsteps, noises, cars starting, crackling firecrackers coming from Su Mu...

After an unknown period of time, he felt that the voice from the phone gradually overlapped with the voices around him, becoming clearer and louder.

"Ye Jingmo! I'm downstairs at your house!"

Finally, Su Mu's voice sounded again.

Ye Jingmo was stunned, stood up blankly, looked down from the window, and saw that Su Mu was wearing a white turtleneck sweater inside and a black coat outside, holding his mobile phone and seeing Ye Jingmo.

Ye Jingmo jumped up violently, grabbed a down jacket and scarf and put it on, took the phone and told his grandparents and hurried downstairs.

When he got downstairs, his footsteps became faster, he ran towards Su Mu, and hugged Su Mu almost in his arms.

Su Mu was pressed into Ye Jingmo's arms, and he smelled the familiar smell of him and the faint smell of alcohol, which was not unpleasant, but rather intoxicating.

Su Mu's heart beat faster, but he couldn't struggle. Ye Jingmo hugged Su Mu until he was out of breath, so Ye Jingmo let him go.

Ye Jingmo's cheeks were still red, but his eyes were bright, and he looked at Su Mu: "Su Mu, you are so kind!"

Su Mu glared at him slightly, panting: "How much have you drunk? Why are you so drunk again?"

Ye Jingmo ignored Su Mu's resistance and put his arm around Su Mu's shoulder: "I only drank half a cup today, but it was white wine!"

"White? You know that you are drunk from beer, but you still drink white?" Su Mu struggled a few times and couldn't get away, so he had to let Ye Jingmo put his arms around his shoulders and walk forward.

"Isn't it Chinese New Year today? Having a drink with grandpa will make him happier! In fact, I was a little confused just now, but now I'm sober after being blown by the wind. Are you only wearing these two pieces? Is it cold?"

The wind outside was quite strong, and the cold air blowing over could make people tremble. Ye Jingmo was already half awake when he got off the drink. Seeing that Su Mu seemed to be wearing only two pieces, he lowered his head and asked him.

Su Mu shook his head.

"Nonsense, your hands are so cold, aren't you cold?"

Ye Jingmo touched Su Mu's hand, and Su Mu's hand was as cold as ice.

"Put on the scarf!" Ye Jingmo reached out and untied the red scarf around his neck and wrapped it around Su Mu, and then put Su Mu's cold hand into the pocket of his black down jacket: "Put it down, don't move. You warm up for a while!"

The pockets of Ye Jingmo's scarf and down jacket are really warm. I like Ye Jingmo and I am sure that Ye Jingmo is interested in me. where?"

"Hmm - I don't know! Let's go shopping!" Seeing that Su Mu obediently put his hands in his pockets to warm them up, Ye Jingmo was in a happy mood. He also put his hands into his pockets and held Su Mu's hand slightly. , Help him cover it.

This time Su Mu struggled to hide for a while, but in the end he relaxed, letting Ye Jingmo gently hold it.

The two of them were so close together, holding hands in their pockets as they walked down the street.

It's past ten o'clock now, and it's still too cold in winter, but because it's Chinese New Year, there are still many people on the street, bustling and bustling, there are firecrackers everywhere and festive "good luck" and "happy new year".

Both of them felt warm in their hearts, following the flow of people, feeling the hustle and bustle.

Soon they came to a big square. In the middle of the square, a big tree more than ten meters high was covered with colorful lights. The big tree was full of branches and leaves, with many red ribbons wrapped around it and many small locks hanging on it. Under the lock is a transparent glass vial with a red note inside.

Some had only one vial hanging from under it, some had two, but none had three.

As they approached, a little girl in a red cotton-padded jacket with a small ball head ran up to them, and asked cutely, "Big brother, big brother, do you want to write a note and hang it up?"

Ye Jingmo smiled, seeing that the little girl was really cute, he stretched out his hand to touch her flushed face, and asked softly, "What note are you writing?"

The little girl tilted her head to think, then she smiled and took two red notes and handed them in front of them: "The trees are all red, it must be a New Year's wish!"

Ye Jingmo was pure in mind, he really thought it was what the little girl said, he took the note, and handed one to Su Mu: "Shall we write one together?"

Su Mu stared at the tree for a while, took the note, and asked Ye Jingmo: "Are you sure you want to write?"

"Ah, New Year's resolution! It's worth writing it down, just in case it comes true!"

Su Mu gave him another vague look, took the note, and smiled at the little girl: "Okay, let's write, please give us two pens!"

The little girl looked at Su Mu much brighter than when she looked at Ye Jingmo. She nodded excitedly: "Okay! My brother is so handsome! I'll go get it right away!" As she spoke, she took two pens and handed them to him. To Su Mu and Ye Jingmo.

Ye Jingmo didn't think the little girl was cute any more. He took a look at the little girl, took the pen, and stood between Su Mu and the little girl to write a note.

He thought for a while, and didn't know what to write, so he turned his head to see what Su Mu wrote, but Su Mu blocked what he wrote: "Don't read! Write your own, read New Year's wishes. It won't work anymore!"

Ye Jingmo had no choice but to retract his head: "It's not possible, this is not a birthday wish!"

"No matter, don't look at it!"

"Okay, don't look, don't look!"

Ye Jingmo thought about it for a long time, and suddenly he got inspiration, brushed the brush, and then folded it neatly, and smiled meanly at Su Mu: "Don't show it!"

Su Mu cut and folded his own: "I don't want to see it!"

"Brothers, it's finished! This is a small bottle! Put it in and hang it up!"

"Okay!" The two took the small bottles and filled them up.

"Let's go! I'll take you to choose a small lock!" The little girl said, and took Ye Jingmo and Su Mu to the big tree. Many locks were still empty.

"Hang mine here!" Su Mu found the lock in the middle, and hung his own small bottle on it.

Just as he was about to lock it, Ye Jingmo stretched out his hand: "Let's hang it together!"

Su Mu paused, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened: "Okay!"

"That's all right!" The little girl clapped her hands happily.

"Then brothers, let's go first!" Ye Jingmo stretched out his hand and rubbed her head again.

"Well! Goodbye, brothers!"

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"Xiaoya? Did those two boys come here to write notes just now? Are they still hanging together? Do they know what this tree is for?" After Ye Jingmo and the two left, an old woman left in shock. come over.

"That's right, isn't the red tree for writing New Year's wishes? The two elder brothers wrote New Year's wishes and hung them together. What's wrong? Grandma?" The little girl wondered.

"Oh, my silly granddaughter! This is a marriage tree!"

Little girl: "...Ah, I don't know, I thought it was writing New Year's wishes!"

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