Unconventional Raiders [Quick Transmigration]

It began to snow heavily in the middle of the night. Occasionally, pedestrians hurried past on the road. Their footprints on the snow were quickly covered by the falling snow.

Mu Yufeng walked step by step with an umbrella in his hand. When he stepped on a branch, he made a "creaking" sound. With a rare panic in his steps, he raised his head and looked around.

"Mu Yingfeng, answer if you are here!"

His cold voice echoed in the street, but there was no response for a long time.

Mu Yingfeng never returned to the hotel. He looked for Qinglang, but only got a cold sentence from him.

"I saw him on the street half an hour ago and don't know it now."

The cold wind slapped Mu Yufeng's face with snow, and he took off the glasses that blocked his vision. He kept moving his fingers to promote blood circulation, but he was still almost numb from the cold.

Qing Lang folded the clothes and put them in the suitcase. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the picture frame beside him. He had wrapped it in wrapping paper again, and subconsciously touched the picture frame with his fingers.

At that time, after he rejected Mu Yingfeng, he left him in a daze and went back to the hotel. After a short while, it started snowing outside. Mu Yufeng came to him personally and told him that Mu Yingfeng had never returned and his phone could not be connected. .

"Is that a painting?"

Qing Lang paused, and retracted without leaving a trace, "Yes, it was drawn by a famous painter here. I bought it and planned to hang it at home."

He glanced at Qingyun and saw that she was also packing her things, "I'm going back tomorrow, if you want to buy anything, remember to tell me, I'll go with you."

"No need." Qingyun replied softly, carefully putting a long box into the suitcase, her long drooping hair covered her face, the corners of her mouth curled up in a twisted arc under the shadow, her eyes were full of gloom.

Mu Yufeng had never been to Daxing'an Mountains before, so he could only search aimlessly like this. For nearly an hour, there was nothing in front of his eyes except for the flying white snow.

Finally he found Mu Yingfeng under a big tree.

He just stood quietly under the tree, his hair and shoulders were covered with snow, he looked like a lifeless statue, and he didn't even respond to Mu Yufeng's arrival.

Mu Yufeng's heart tightened for a moment, he dropped his umbrella and strode up to Mu Yingfeng, grabbed his shoulder and turned around, yelling for the first time, "What the hell are you doing? Are you crazy!"

Mu Yingfeng's face was pale without a trace of blood. His eyes moved, and the eyelashes were covered with frost and snow. With the trembling, he shook his pale lips, and it took him a long time to say a word.

"elder brother……"

Mu Yufeng's pupils shrank, he turned around and squatted down, "Come up."

"elder brother……"

"You can't walk at all now..." Mu Yufeng's voice trembled slightly, "Come up, I'll carry you back."

Mu Yingfeng's eyes were slightly red, he stepped out with his frozen foot, but because he stood for too long, he became unstable, his body almost fell down uncontrollably, and finally he staggered and lay on Mu Yufeng's back.

Mu Yufeng got up and walked step by step after making sure his back was stable. He couldn't take the umbrella away and had to leave it where he was. He breathed out cold air, but his heart was much more stable.

He knew that something must have happened before Mu Yingfeng and Qinglang, and it was the first time he saw Mu Yingfeng's distraught appearance.

He is not a qualified elder brother. His parents divorced when he was young. He and his mother went abroad to live, while Mu Yingfeng followed his father. He quarreled with his father about the matter, and was forcibly sent abroad when he was halfway through his studies.

Mu Yufeng still doesn't understand, what is it that can make his usually indifferent father fly into a rage?

"Brother, how did you find me?"

Mu Yingfeng said in a low voice, almost covered by the cold wind, but Mu Yufeng still heard, "How did you find that geomantic treasure, that's how I found you."

Mu Yingfeng tightened his arms around him, "I don't know... Brother, you have always been strict with me, I thought..."

"What do you think? You think I hate you? I don't care about your life or death," Mu Yufeng sighed deeply, "Yingfeng, there are things in this world that are more important than your own wishes, and that is concern and responsibility. "

"And you are my concern and responsibility, my own brother."

Mu Yingfeng didn't speak for a long time, just when Mu Yufeng thought something was wrong and wanted to turn his head to take a look, but suddenly felt a hot and humid sensation from the back of his neck.

He paused, and finally acted as if there was nothing to do, and continued to walk on the snow one step at a time.

In the night, the white snow is still falling like catkins, and the quiet street is full of vastness.

Mu Yufeng suddenly remembered that when he went to visit Pear Blossoms the year before last, a couple seemed to be facing parting. The man and woman cried bitterly and hugged each other. When the wind moved, the white petals on the ground were rolled up. sadness.

The snow this year is unexpectedly cold.

On the third day, everyone had already packed their luggage and boarded the train one by one, happily discussing special products and some photos from time to time.

The only sunny side seemed unusually silent, there were still the original four people, but everyone's face was full of worries, so they were speechless all the way.

A day's drive was difficult for everyone. When they finally arrived at their destination, everyone pulled their suitcases and left. Qinglang also heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and stretched out her hand, and said to Mu Yufeng with a smile: "Yufeng Brother, Qingyun and I went back by car, and I will treat you to dinner when I have time."

Qinglang's tone was natural, even though he had conflicts with Mu Yufeng before, once he cleared up his emotions, he could still get along like a friend for many years.

This is the way of being a human being that everyone will gradually learn in the society.

"Well, be careful on the road." Mu Yufeng nodded and stretched out his hand to shake it back, and glanced at Mu Yingfeng, who seemed absent-minded.

When Qingqing left with Qingyun, he looked at Mu Yingfeng coldly, "Let's go, let's go home."

Mu Yingfeng didn't move. Mu Yufeng wanted to hold him back, but he backed away and frowned, "Why, what's wrong?"

"I want to find Gouzi...I promise to bring him special products."

The dog in Mu Yingfeng's mouth is Gou Jian, the man with glasses who organized the class reunion, because he was the class monitor when he was studying, and he was too nosy to toss himself, he was tired of being teased by others, and his surname has the same pronunciation as a dog, so everyone he knows well Call him a dog.

Mu Yufeng knew that this was an excuse, but he also understood that what Mu Yingfeng needed was to vent, so he pushed his glasses, "Then you go, come back early."

"Brother, do you like sunshine?"

Mu Yufeng paused, then turned to look at Mu Yingfeng, with a cold face and his usual unemotional voice, "I don't think this topic should be discussed here."

"That night..." Mu Yingfeng's eyes darkened, and his deep voice was not loud but still reached Mu Yufeng's ears, "He told me that the person he likes is you."

After Mu Yingfeng finished speaking, he left the train station. Liu Mu Yufeng stood alone in the aisle with people coming and going. It took him a long time to take out his mobile phone and dial a number.

"Hi, Uncle Lin, I'm at the train station now, you arrange for the driver to come and pick me up." The other end of the phone seemed to answer, and Mu Yufeng continued, "Also check for me, before Yingfeng goes abroad , what did you do in school?"

The bar was still daytime at this time, and there were only two cleaners cleaning it. Mu Yingfeng sat on the bar seat, drinking one cup after another. The hot wine burned his throat directly, bringing a refreshing feeling.

Soon his wine glass was taken away, Gou Jian sat beside him, and winked at the bartender, who immediately took away the wine on the table, he patted Mu Yingfeng on the shoulder, "I said Yingfeng , you rushed into my bar in broad daylight, and got yourself drunk without any explanation, what do you mean?"

"I want to ask you a question..." Mu Yingfeng's cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were moist, "How do I compare with my brother?"

Your uncle!There is no comparison at all, you are a prodigal!Gou Jian was slandering in his heart, but he still looked like a confidant brother, "Hey! What happened?"

"I confessed to Qinglang, but he said he likes my brother!" Mu Yingfeng thumped the table hard, making a "bang", which made Gou Jian's heart tremble. He lay on the table, talking non-stop Muttering to himself, "Why is this..."

When Gou Jian heard Mu Yingfeng's words, his expression was a bit complicated, and his tone was a little mocking, "Isn't this very similar to the beginning? You chased Qinglang, but ended up with his sister."

Mu Yingfeng rushed over suddenly, Gou Jian didn't react for a moment, both of them fell to the ground, the bartender was also startled, but Gou Jian waved his hand to signal that he didn't want to come out.

Mu Yingfeng pressed on top of him, clutching Goujian's collar with both hands, with bulging veins on his forehead, he yelled at him, completely devoid of his usual graceful posture, "It wasn't your bad idea! If it wasn't for you, How could I do such a ridiculous thing!"

"Fuck you!" Gou Jian punched Mu Yingfeng in the face, and Mu Yingfeng couldn't dodge and was knocked over and hit the edge of the table.

Gou Jian stood up and leaned against the wall, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, "Now you know that you are blaming me? Back then, who couldn't see that Qingming was outstanding, and every day he thought of ways to punish him."

Mu Yingfeng didn't get up, but just grabbed his hair with his hands, his expression collapsed, "I regret it, really bitch, why did I do that kind of thing at that time?"

Goujian lost his temper when he heard that voice. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, threw one to Mu Yingfeng, lit one in his hand, took a puff and spit out lightly, "I regret it too. , because of my idea, Qingming was unable to paint, and his sister, their family probably had a hard time these years."

Mu Yingfeng's heart trembled, and he raised his head in disbelief, "What did you say? Why can't you draw?"

"You don't know?" Gou Jian raised his eyebrows, and then he sneered, "That's right, your father discovered that ridiculous thing at that time, and you were sent abroad directly. I can't even look at him."

"I also want you to be a sensible person. You should give up early after listening."