Mr. Wood is in the North Pole, I am in the South

"Eh? Has the rain stopped?"

Xiao Ran and Su Xinruo walked out of the box one after the other, and the sky cleared up in the evening. Looking out through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows of the coffee shop, the sky was like a big duck egg yellow, and the warm halo was shining on the earth.

The most beautiful thing is the sunset after the rain.

"Ran Ran!"

Before Xiao Ran had time to appreciate the picturesque scenery, Song Shuheng had already rushed over and hugged him tightly.

"elder brother……"

Xiao Ran's whole head was held in the crook of Song Shuheng's arms, Song Shuheng said excitedly and choked up:

"Of course, I'm sorry, brother almost lost you again today..."

"No." Xiao Ran didn't know that his elder brother had slept on the sofa at Fu Jinshi's home, he turned his head, trying to free it, "I'm not here, I'm already such an adult... ..."

"Next time I take you out, I will tie you around your waist with a rope..."

"It's not that..."

"Did you get caught in the rain? Is there any discomfort? My brother will take you back to check you..."

Song Shuheng rubbed Xiao Ran's head like a fluffy ball.

Xiao Ran turned his head with difficulty: "No need to check, I'm fine..."

"Is it okay if you drench all the way in such heavy rain? Why is your forehead a little wet? Is it sweating? Do you have a fever?"

Xiao Ran finally broke down: "It's you who have been holding me around! Your clothes are all wet! You made me wet! The smell is so bad!"

It was only then that Song Shuheng realized that Xiao Ran's clothes, face, and hair were all soaked with moisture from his body. He quickly let go of Xiao Ran, stroking the child's hair and face with his fingers, and asked nervously:

"Is it cold? Brother will take you back to change clothes..."

A circle of people stood around the two of them, and Xiao Ran felt ashamed to death:

"Brother, don't be so exaggerated..."

Gao Mingfeng stood on the side holding back his laughter and his shoulders trembled. It was the first time Huo Shuyan saw this large-scale scene of younger brother control, he just thought it was very interesting. Su Xinruo rolled her eyes a little bit unbearably, and she elbowed Huo Shuyan , raised his eyebrows and asked: "Hey, does this person know that his brother is actually a rogue rabbit with explosive combat power?"

Huo Shuyan was puzzled: "Rogue rabbit?"

"It's just a white, soft, cute and cute bunny on the outside, but it's cheap when it speaks, a rogue rabbit who can choke people to death!"

Huo Shuyan: "..."

At this moment, Xiao Ran suddenly stopped struggling, his eyes passed over Song Shuheng's shoulder, and he looked straight at the door of the coffee shop.

The setting sun melted into gold, and the sky and the earth were filled with crimson. Mu Nancheng stood there, with the vast glow behind him.

The sky in the distance seems to be pushed into front of your eyes at once, and the golden light all over the world is swaying slowly, just like the most beautiful and colorful picture scroll rendered by a painter. Mu Nancheng is the person in the painting, tall and tall, perfect The lines of the face are as cold and deep as carved out of solid ice by a knife and axe, but the eyes are condensed with waves as soft as spring water.

He looked at Xiao Ran with a smile, and opened his arms, as if welcoming his whole world.

Song Shuheng's movements were actually quite fast, but even so, he couldn't hold his younger brother away from his figure running towards Mu Nancheng.

The young man's head was deeply buried in Mu Nancheng's arms. The man was full of wind and dust all the way, and he didn't know how many times he was drenched in the wind and rain. His hair was half wet, and his clothes were wrinkled. Even Song Shuheng could smell the moldy smell, but he found sadly that his younger brother didn't dislike it at all.

"If you don't see one, you will make it easier for me to find it." Mu Nancheng said helplessly, stroking the back of Xiao Ran's neck.

"En." Xiao Ran's voice was muffled in Mu Nancheng's arms, vague, but a faint nasal sound could be heard.

"I will tie you around my waist wherever I go from now on."

"Oh."

"Is there any discomfort? Don't catch a cold, take your temperature first when you get in the car."

"what."

"Have you changed your clothes? How about going back with me to change?"

"it is good……"

Mu Nancheng sighed deeply: "Be good, don't cry, I'm here."

The child who was wronged alone finally cried out: "Woo..."

Song Shuheng burst into tears and was heartbroken.

Other people's homes are all water poured out by the married sister, and his younger brother is the Huangpu River, which rushes to the sea and never returns.

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"Bang bang bang! bang bang bang!"

Song Shuheng knocked on the door of the hotel, one sound after another, as if he would never stop until the people inside opened the door.

This floor was deliberately arranged by Mu Nancheng, and all of them lived there. Song Shuheng came to live with his brother with his own suitcase, but at this moment, he was locked out of the room.

At the beginning, everyone including Su Xinruo ate melon seeds and watched Young Master Song knock on the door with relish. Half an hour later, when the melon seeds were knocked out, everyone dispersed. Only Song Shuheng was tireless, and Gao Mingfeng remained undiminished.

"I said you're almost done," Gao Mingfeng folded his arms and leaned against the wall, "The young couple closed the door and whispered, you, the big brother, are dying here, how can you still be a human being?"

"What are you whispering for more than half an hour?" Song Shuheng turned his head angrily, "But when he saw the surname Mu, he burst into tears, and it was obvious that he was bullied by him!"

"What can you finish whispering in half an hour?" Gao Mingfeng looked at Song Shuheng incredulously, "I said that you are a great doctor whose IQ is really alarming. If my boss bullies your younger brother, your younger brother will hug him Don't let go?"

"Is that because I still don't let go?" Song Shuheng was about to explode, "It's obviously Mu who hugged him to death!"

"Did your brother push him away?" Gao Mingfeng shook his head and said, "It's not like you haven't seen it, the boss looks like he just got it out of the water, just like that, Mr. Xiao didn't dislike him." , the two of you are so hugged that you can't even tear them apart, but they have disliked you for a long time..."

Song Shuheng was stepped on and hurt his foot, but he was powerless to refute, so he had to slam the door again:

"Mu, come out—"

Gao Mingfeng answered coolly: "Don't hide inside and keep quiet, I know you're at home!"

Song Shuheng continued to knock: "Mu Nancheng! Come out!"

Gao Mingfeng raised his voice, "You have the ability to rob my younger brother, why don't you have the ability to open the door!"

"Are you sick?"

"Coincidentally, aren't you a doctor, come and show me?"

Song Shuheng narrowed his eyes: "Are you looking for faults?"

Gao Mingfeng raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you picking on my boss?"

"Does Mu Nancheng pay you 24 hours a day? You don't leave work for him?"

"Yes, the basic salary will be commissioned into the five insurances and one gold year-end bonus, and the more you work, the more you will triple the attendance on holidays!" Gao Mingfeng blinked his right eye and smiled jokingly, "Master Song, I bet the salary your father gave you It’s not as much as my boss gave me, why don’t you compare?”

"..."

Song Shuheng's fingers trembled: "You..."

"uh-huh?"

"Thick-skinned, poisonous mouth, unscrupulous lawsuit against Gao Mingfeng!"

Gao Mingfeng laughed loudly and walked over to grab Song Shuheng's neck with his arm:

"Stop making trouble, let's go downstairs and have a drink or two."

"Don't drink!" Song Shuheng raised his hand and knocked twice.

"Come on, I don't think you can knock on this door tonight!"

"What do you mean?" Song Shuheng's entire volcano erupted, "What do you mean?!"

"I mean it's not suitable for children!"

"Gao Mingfeng, please speak clearly..."

The strange noise finally attracted Han Zhen, who has excellent hearing, to open the door and probe out——

"Mingfeng?" Han Zhen turned pale with shock, "Why are you gagging Young Master Song?"

"What?" Yang Yue hurriedly opened the door, "Gag the young master's mouth in a big way...Damn it!"

"What?" The heads of Huo Shuyan and Su Xinruo popped out from behind the same door, "Gag the young master's mouth in a big way...cut!"

Gao Mingfeng covered Song Shuheng's mouth with one hand and dragged him outside with his other hand around his neck:

"Brothers and sisters, recharge your batteries and sleep well tonight, thank you!"

……

There was a lot of joking and joking outside, and the warm lights in the room were dim, creating a sense of joy.

"Is it ready?"

"not yet!"

"I've written it."

"Then wait for me for a while!"

"Okay, write slowly."

Mu Nancheng sat on the ground with one knee bent, his elbow resting leisurely on his knee, playing with a star made of paper between his fingers.

With his back to Mu Nancheng, Xiao Ran sat cross-legged on the bed, a tablet was placed on his lap, and a piece of paper was placed on top of the tablet. He had a pen cap in his mouth, and the tip of the pen stuck on the paper for a long time before he wrote strokes. After writing two Chinese characters, he also carefully folded the note, turned around and faced Mu Nancheng, "I've finished writing it!"

Mu Nancheng looked at him with a smile: "You come first or I come first?"

They are playing a game called Guess Ten Questions.

It is a very interesting mind-guessing game. Two people write down their thoughts on paper and let the other party guess. The other party can ask up to ten questions. If they can guess correctly within ten questions, the other party wins. Yes, if the other party can't guess what is written on the paper after asking ten questions, it will be considered a loser.

Losers do one thing for winners.

Xiao Ran confirmed to Mu Nancheng: "Have you really never played this game before?"

"Really not," Mu Nancheng seemed to be a little emotional and regretful. He leaned his elbows on the edge of the bed, rested his chin on his arm, and looked at Xiao Ran with his deep eyes. "My child, we are a whole generation behind. The things I played when I was a child are bound to be different.”

"Okay then, let me guess first," Xiao Ran said generously, "I'll show you a demonstration!"

Mu Nancheng smiled and said, "Okay."

Xiao Ran straightened his back and sat up straighter, and then they started asking and answering.

Xiao Ran asked, "Is it an item?"

"No."

"Is it human?"

"Yes."

"Is it a man?"

"Yes."

Xiao Ran tilted his head and thought for a while: "Is it a young man?"

"Yes."

The child's face turned red: "Is it someone you like?"

The smile in Mu Nancheng's voice was so full of laughter: "Yes."

Xiao Ran scratched his ears: "...Is it Special Assistant Han?"

"No."

The pitch-black eyeballs began to roll around: "Is it Lawyer Gao?"

"No."

Wrapping her fingers around the buttons of her pajamas, stirring and stirring: "It's Yang..."

"no!"

Mu Nancheng emphasized his tone, and then calmly reminded, "It's been eight questions already. If you guess your own name at the last question but miss it, don't cry anymore!"

Xiao Ran suddenly became angry: "You are so annoying!"

Mu Nancheng leaned on the edge of the bed and sat up, held the back of Xiao Ran's neck with one hand and pressed it against his forehead, and looked at him with a smile, with gentle water ripples in his eyes:

"Keep guessing."

"Don't guess!" Xiao Ran rolled his dark eyes, "I showed you the demonstration just now, now you guess, if you guess wrong, you will lose!"

Mu Nancheng pinched Xiao Ran's face: "Is this rascal?"

The child is proud of being favored: "It's not a fool! Just guess, guess!"

Mu Nancheng smiled for a while: "Okay, I guess."

Xiao Ran was full of blood in an instant, he folded the note in his palms with both hands, his eyes sparkled: "You ask!"

Mu Nancheng thought for two seconds: "Is it human?"

"Yes."

"Is it real?"

"..." The little face froze.

Mu Nancheng knocked his forehead on Xiao Ran's shoulder, laughing like crazy, he laughed and said:

"It's boo boo..."

Xiao Ran pursed his lips and stared at him without saying a word.

Mu Nancheng held Xiao Ran's hand, opened his fingers one by one, took out the note, unfolded it,

"It's really 咘咘, hahahahaha, why is it so simple..."

Mu Nancheng laughed and fell on the bed, lying face up, almost out of breath from laughing, Xiao Ran picked up the big doll on the bed and pressed Mu Nancheng hard:

"you are nasty!"

Mu Nancheng had long hands and long arms. He hugged Xiao Ran and even the doll into his arms. The two of them were separated by a huge Doraemon, but they could feel the heat from each other's bodies following and entwining each other like a shadow.

The heartbeat is like a drumbeat, the blood is slightly hot, hitting the pulse one after another.

Xiao Ran's eyelashes trembled, and he tried to get up, but Mu Nancheng's slender and warm palm pressed the back of his neck, gently kneading the softest piece of skin on his neck:

"I guessed right, I can ask you to do one thing, right?"

Xiao Ran pouted, full of dissatisfaction, but willing to admit defeat when playing games, he hummed:

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Mu Nancheng's smile remained undiminished, but the banter and teasing in his eyes faded away, leaving only full of tenderness. He pinched the little star with his fingertips, and his voice was extremely low, as if coaxing:

"I want you to guess my answer."

He spoke word by word, in a soft voice, obviously the words spoken by Xiao Ran, obviously the most common words, when he spit them out from his mouth, there was a kind of lingering feeling that made your ears warm and your heart ache. throbbing as if wrapped in warm water,

"People, men, young people, people I like... tell me, what's the answer, huh?"

Xiao Ran's cheeks were as red as a small tomato covered with dew in the morning light. Mu Nancheng saw him so ashamed and thought he would have to coax him to speak out, but Xiao Ran puffed his mouth and raised his head, as if he was going all out. Yes, he replied crisply: "Song Xiaoran!"

The corners of Mu Nancheng's brows slowly raised, and there was a bit of malice in his eyes:

"you sure?"

Xiao Ran couldn't wait to break open Mu Nancheng's hand and take out the little star. He took the star apart at once, and then he was totally dumbfounded.

The answer on Mu Nancheng's note is - 咘咘.

People, men, young people, people he likes... including real people and robots, there is nothing wrong with the answer.

Xiao Ran rushed over and grabbed Mu Nancheng's neck, the kid who was being tricked was about to explode in anger:

"You are so bad! You are so annoying!"

Mu Nancheng hugged Xiao Ran with his backhand, and the unstoppable laughter seemed to come from his chest. He let the child punch and kick him for a while, then Mu Nancheng grabbed Xiao Ran's hands and pressed them on his chest, gently sigh:

"Little fool, how could I express my love in such a shameful way."

Xiao Ran blinked his eyelashes, and his heart was pounding: "What is inferiority? Why are you inferior? Show me if you are not inferior!"

Mu Nancheng took a deep look at him: "Okay."

Then Mu Nancheng got up, "snap", the room was instantly enveloped in darkness, and the lights went out.

Xiao Ran's body lightened, and he was picked up by Mu Nancheng.

"Why?"

Unable to see anything in the dark, Xiao Ran nervously hugged Mu Nancheng's neck, feeling that he was walking towards the window with him in his arms.

Both feet landed on the carpet covered with woolen blankets. With a "shua", the curtains were pulled open, and the sea of ​​city lights streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Xiao Ran looked up at Mu Nancheng in confusion, and just fell into Mu Nancheng's eyes staring deeply at him.

The night was dark and the light was far away, only Mu Nancheng's eyes were like bright stars, shining like guiding lights in the dark.

Mr. Mu's eyes can speak, those buried years of waiting, those unfathomable emotions, those hot desires, those long and deep tenderness, all deposited here.

A beautiful lyrics flashed in Xiao Ran's mind for a moment:

"The brightest star in the night sky, please guide me to you."

"Boom-bang-"

The familiar voice exploded above his head, and Xiao Ran looked back subconsciously.

The sky full of fireworks bloomed in large numbers on the dark night, like a goddess splashing gorgeous and magnificent paintings on the silk with the nine heavens, Xiao Ran took a closer look, and saw those fireworks were broken into as many as the sands of the Ganges River after blooming The stars whizzed in the night sky, like meteors splashing all over the sky.

Xiao Ran raised his head, his smile exploded like fireworks, but he still straightened his back, he wanted to say deliberately, "This is not bad in general", but before he had time to say it, he turned around in surprise.

"The brightest star in the night sky, can you hear clearly, the loneliness and sigh in the heart of the person looking up..."①

The mellow and deep man's singing voice rang softly in his ears, pure a cappella, every note was accurately bitten, and every word was full of piety.

Xiao Ran was so shocked, this song flashed through his mind before, did Mu Nancheng live in his mind?Know what he is thinking?

"The brightest star in the night sky, can you remember the figure who once walked with me and disappeared in the wind..."

Only later did Xiao Ran realize that it wasn't Mu Nancheng who guessed what he was thinking, it was Mu Nancheng's own song, and it was Mr. Mu's "disrespectful confession."

There seemed to be a string in his heart that was gently plucked, and the sound of the zither was like a stream of water. First it flowed slowly, and then suddenly a huge wave broke out. Xiao Ran stared blankly at Mu Nancheng. At that moment, he even held his breath. All were occupied by Mu Nancheng.

Mu Nancheng's face and Mu Nancheng's voice.

Countless fireworks dragged their silver-white long tails and rushed towards the sky, and then exploded with a "bang", dyeing Mu Nancheng's handsome face with brilliance. There was a faint smile on the corner of his lips, but his eyes were slightly twitching. He was red, his deep eyes were shining with moist light like stars, and then slowly, his voice began to change, choked and hoarse:

"I pray to have a transparent heart and eyes that can shed tears, give me the courage to believe again, and embrace you beyond lies..."

Every syllable, every lyrics is like a small hammer, hitting Xiao Ran's heart and every nerve ending.

"Whenever I can't find the meaning of existence, whenever I get lost in the dark night, the brightest star in the night sky, please guide me to you."

Xiao Ran hugged Mu Nancheng's waist, and Mu Nancheng also hugged him. In the quiet room, all the hustle and bustle of the world were isolated, only two hearts with the same beating frequency echoed each other in this square inch.

I don't know whose tears soaked each other's clothes.

Mu Nancheng's slender fingertips lifted Xiao Ran's jaw, and under the continuous rising and falling fireworks, the young man looked up at him with innocent eyes full of emotion and joy.

Mu Nancheng's warm fingertips rubbed over Xiao Ran's wet eyes and flushed cheeks, and finally landed on his light and moist lips. Mu Nancheng bowed his head and kissed him without hesitation.

The long, long, breathless kiss, until Mu Nancheng let Xiao Ran let him breathe, the man embraced the boy, and hummed in his ear over and over again:

"Whenever I can't find the meaning of existence, whenever I get lost in the dark night, the brightest star in the night sky, please guide me to you..."

The melody of the music is lingering, and Mu Nancheng seemed to be singing forever. He bowed his head and kissed Xiao Ran while singing, and continued singing until he was out of breath. Xiao Ran was in a daze, thinking that Mr. Mu's lung capacity is really good ah.

Xiao Ran didn't know when he was pressed against the big glass window by Mu Nancheng. The man smiled hoarsely. He didn't know if it was because the night was getting darker and darker. The breath on his body carried a primitive invasion.

Mu Nancheng bit Xiao Ran's earlobe, first he smiled lowly, his hot breath deliberately sprayed on Xiao Ran's most sensitive auricle nerves, an electric current shot through Xiao Ran's brain, so that he didn't hear what Mu Nancheng said at all He nodded drowsily.

It wasn't until he felt the icy coolness creeping up his back to every nerve in his body that he suddenly realized that his clothes had been peeled off all over the floor unknowingly.

Mu Nancheng tied Xiao Ran's struggling hands gently and firmly, the man smiled lowly, his slender and cool fingertips touched the boy's skin inch by inch, and he murmured hoarsely:

"Baby, my star, please allow me to pick you off tonight and treasure you for the rest of my life. During the day, I will walk with you under the clouds, and at night...you only shine for me."

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The author has something to say:

Dear little angels, this is the end of the text of Mr. Mu’s article. It has more than 50 words and has been serialized in the past four months. Of course the support and love.bow!

Next, Xiaomo’s plan is to publish a new article on September 9st, "I Scumbed him after Slag Gong Amnesia". The copy has been released. I would like to ask everyone, whether you like this genre or not, please help me to pre-receive it. The pre-received data Very important, thank you all!

Regarding the follow-up of "Mr. Wood", I will outline it again. If there is a rich plot to support it, I will consider writing the second half. There are still dozens of people reading this article, so I have not considered it at all. Data, just want to make you satisfied.

What?You are not satisfied?The final ending is too sloppy?What is written?

Hmm... If there are no accidents, we will go to the same place tomorrow, let's bring our cameras and let's go!

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If you have any questions, you can ask them in the comment area or privately in the bib. Xiaomo will answer all your questions.

Xiaomo hopes that the little angels can tell me if they have any opinions. Text communication is originally for both parties, because the perspectives of each other are different. Sometimes Xiaomo really doesn’t know where he is. The angel must have been hurt by me, I will be very sad.

Xiao Mo wants you to know that I cherish every little angel very much. There are hundreds of thousands of articles in Jinjiang. It is a great fate and Xiao Mo’s luck that you can find me, an unremarkable grain of sand. You may not be able to find my articles. I like every article, but I try my best to keep the things you like from being destroyed.

I won't say much else, Qingshan will not change, let's go to the next book or the next book or the next book, goodbye, okay!

Note: In the text ① the lyrics quote "The Brightest Star in the Night Sky", sung by Escape Plan.

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