In the name of father

Xiao Yan hung up the phone, and was neither in a hurry to open the door nor to wash his hands. Instead, he just stood there with a smile and watched the man crawl out of the bed in a hurry to get out of bed to find his underwear. When the cloth kneaded into a white rag by his son was put on his body, Xiao Yan stretched out his hand and took it back from the man's hand.

"It's dirty, there's a new one in the cabinet, go get another one yourself." The young master of the Xiao family said expressionlessly to his father who was glaring at him.

Xiao Mo squinted at him, tapped the door with his sharp chin to signal his son to open the door, then turned and walked towards the closet—unexpectedly, Xiao Yan didn't move, just pinched him. underpants standing still looking at the man.

As if he didn't feel the scorching gaze that could burn holes in both of their asses along his back, Xiao Mo squatted beside the closet with his back to his eldest son, opened the drawer and looked inside according to the color and brand. A large drawer of shorts was neatly sorted, and the black-haired man was silent.

"Son, how do I remember that you are not a Virgo?"

"Do you think you are a 17-year-old girl, and you still believe in that kind of thing." Xiao Yan said coolly behind him.

Xiao Mo pouted, and before he found clean clothes to put on, he turned around and saw his eldest son looking at him without saying a word.

"What?" The man raised his eyebrows vigilantly.

"The window is over there. There may be a water pipe next to it. Do you want to climb down along it?"

"……what?"

"You looked like a lonely wife who was caught and raped by her husband just now," Xiao Yan said lightly without much emotion, "So I was wondering if I should cooperate with you in the whole set, according to the script, it should be your turn now Jumped out of the window, Dad."

"..." If you want to run away, you are also running away with the object of an affair, I am running away!

Xiao Mo beat his son's firm chest with the underwear in his hand.

And at this moment, Xiao Yan has already started to slam the door angrily outside - if this continues, the doorbell of Xiao Yan's apartment may really be poked to die today...

Xiao Yan took a deep look at Xiao Mo, and then turned his head to wash his hands—the emotions in that glance probably contained many wonderful emotions, but unfortunately Xiao Mo didn't understand any of them, so after thinking about it, he simply squeezed into the bathroom with his son to give the bathtub a bath. Turn on the water and prepare to take a bath—Xiao Yan is a dog nose, he doesn't want to take the risk of his youngest son knowing things he shouldn't know.

Xiao Yan, who was standing by the pool and touched the soap in his hands, hooked the corners of his lips and glanced at the man squatting beside the bathtub in the mirror, with a trace of kind mockery in his amber pupils: "Now it's more like gone."

"..." The man who was putting one foot into the bathtub paused, and the veins on his forehead twitched. He knew what his eldest son meant, that his various behaviors were more like stealing food while his husband was not at home. woman...

Xiao Mo sat in the bathtub, watched the eldest son turn off the tap as if he was about to turn around and leave the bathroom, after thinking for a while, the man finally couldn't hold back and emphasized: "Don't talk nonsense with your brother."

"Just take care of yourself."

Xiao Yan left the bathroom directly after throwing down such a heartless sentence without looking back, and when he left, he didn't forget to help Xiao Mo take the door considerately.

... When Xiao Mo came out of the shower, he felt that the atmosphere in the living room was a bit weird.

The heating was turned on in the house.

Xiao Yan, who had already changed into his home clothes, leaned against the stove in the open kitchen, waiting for the water to boil, as if he was about to make coffee, while Xiao Yan, who was put into the room, sat on the sofa with a blank expression——Xiao Yan also changed After taking off his clothes and the police uniform, he looked a lot more friendly. Although Xiao Mo knew that this was probably just his illusion, he had to admit that even a simple set of casual clothes was worn by Xiao Yan. Also very nice.

Very manly.

The two brothers were talking about the public security in the North District without saying a word.

It's very funny, the policeman and the bandit leader are talking about law and order... and the two brothers seem to be chatting quite comfortably, the scene in front of them seems so peaceful that Xiao Mo feels as if a white dove is flying past his eyes——

It would have been better if the two brothers hadn't silenced their voices and turned their heads to look at him when they saw him coming out.

So the atmosphere is weird.

The man glanced around, and soon the corners of his eyes twitched to realize the reason for the strange atmosphere - because at this moment, the young police officer sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed was holding his A uniform that Xiao Mo wore home "by the way".

Well, though it's more of a rag than it is now.

Xiao Mo immediately turned his head to look at Xiao Yan, who smiled lazily at him and made an innocent expression——

And at this time, as if noticing the embarrassing expression of the black-haired man not far away, Xiao Yan sneered, picked up his uniform jacket with one hand, and put the captain's badge with his name tag on it facing him. Zhun Xiao Mo asked calmly, "What is this?"

"..." Xiao Mo said cheekily, "Isn't it your uniform?"

"Oh," Xiao Yan nodded slowly, "I thought it was a rag."

"Nonsense," Xiao Mo said with a chuckle, "How can there be such a big piece of rag, and the rag was put away by the sanitation auntie."

——In fact, Xiao Mo was lying.

Xiao Yan doesn't like people messing with his things, so the [-]-square-meter apartment is actually cleaned up by the young master of the Xiao family himself. Xiao Mo is only responsible for making troubles for his son while lamenting that he has raised a good son... At this time , as if seeing that the man was opening his eyes and talking nonsense, Xiao Yan stopped talking, and the living room fell into a heart-pounding silence——

It just so happened that at this time, the kettle beside Xiao Yan made a sharp notification sound when the water was boiling. The young master of the Xiao family shook his head silently, expressing his disdain for the weird atmosphere at this time, turned around, and soaked him slowly. coffee.

Xiao Mo moved his lips, but did not speak. Then he looked at Xiao Yan with horrified eyes and turned the coat over again. When he saw the young police officer's gaze resting on a certain dark color on the sleeve that was completely different from the surrounding colors, Xiao Yan Mo suddenly felt that at this moment, every pore of his body was screaming.

Xiao Mo watched Xiao Yan's thin lips suddenly pull a frightening arc.

Amber's beautiful eyes sank, he raised his head, and flickered dangerously like a tiger about to prey: "What is this area?"

After speaking, he poked it with his hand.

It's moist, and the dry place is a bit hard.

A bit like……

The second young master of the Xiao family raised his head and looked at his father thoughtfully. The latter's pale lips moved a little. Under the eyes of the youngest son who drove people crazy, he said: "Stop before going to bed." Spilled something to drink."

"for drink?"

"……Um."

Without saying a word, Xiao Yan grabbed the uniform and wanted to sniff it under his nose——Xiao Mo was blushed by his action, he swooped last time, after his son really delivered the uniform under his nose Before, with quick eyes and hands, he grabbed it——

Xiao Yan let go of the situation and let the man snatch away his uniform. He raised his head, there was not much irony on his face, but there was a strong playfulness in those beautiful eyes: "Dad, believe it or not, I can Arrest you for hooliganism."

Xiao Mo: "..."

"——Don't be stupid, don't bully your dad because he doesn't read much. You wrote the criminal law yourself. There was no such charge in [-], a few months before the return of Hong Kong."

After making the coffee, Xiao Yan turned around and walked back. The tall young man held two cups of steaming coffee in his hands. He handed one of the cups to Xiao Yan. He glanced at him and stood aside, grabbing his brother's clothes to see the whole thing. The black-haired man whose soul was out of his body, frowned, stretched out his hand and squeezed the pale jaw with two fingers, and said lightly: "Come back to your senses, you will believe what he says?"

Xiao Mo: "...you don't read much, you forget who taught your brother English before?"

Xiao Yan: "..."

Xiao Yan: "Who?"

Xiao Mo: "When you were 11 years old, you wanted to skip directly to the junior high school your brother was going to attend. If I hadn't taught you English at that time—"

"..." Xiao Yan rarely showed a bit of bewilderment, "One night counts?"

"Half the night counts."

Xiao Mo turned around and stuffed the uniform in his arms into the washing machine. After shaking the washing machine, the man was embarrassed to find that he didn't seem to know how to use it - before he was reborn as a rich man, he washed it by hand. The man and the housekeeper and his son help with the washing. He has never touched the washing machine himself.

"You want to put my name tag and epaulets into the washing machine and roll them together?" Xiao Yan sat on the sofa and looked at the black-haired man like a monster.

"Just put it in, I didn't move it, there is no place to put it at home," Xiao Mo said nonsense, as if he didn't see the living room that was neatly tidied up by his son who was slightly obsessed with cleanliness, "The sofa is not wide, put an extra piece of clothing It will be crowded."

"..."

Xiao Yan looked at Xiao Mo as if he was looking at a psychopath.

It took a long time before he withdrew that terrifying gaze from the black-haired man's face—for a moment, Xiao Mo felt that Xiao Yan looked as if he was about to lose his temper, and there was a faint dangerous aura all over his body... ...Although he didn't know why he was so angry, the man was somewhat relieved when the threatening gaze moved away from his face, and then he heard the slightly alienated voice of his youngest son sound again: " come here."

Xiao Mo was taken aback.

Xiao Yan moved away a little - the man saw that behind his youngest son's buttocks, there was something packed in a very delicate bag, which looked very much like...a gift?

... It's raining red.

My son actually gave me a present!

Xiao Mo wondered if he was going to be so moved that he burst into tears. At this time, he saw Xiao Yan take the thing out from under his buttocks in a somewhat rude manner—at this time, he saw the crumpled packaging bag, The man even felt a little distressed that his son was too rude. He even walked over expectantly, took the gift bag with a bow on it, and asked as usual before opening it: "What is it?"

"Gift." Xiao Yan said succinctly, "to repay your kindness of nurturing you for many years."

This "en" is so big——

Please note that with such a grand reason as a foreshadowing, the black-haired man at this moment is ready to take out a diamond ring the size of a mahjong or a bank card with hundreds of millions of anger deposits.

So under Xiao Yan's urging eyes, the man carefully tore open the packaging bag, pretending that he was not looking forward to it, and with a slumped face, he put his hand inside—when he felt the soft and smooth texture inside. , the man suddenly felt something was wrong——

When he really took out the contents of the packing bag, Xiao Mo's face was really paralyzed.

"what is this?"

Shaking the thing in his hand with a black face, Xiao Mo found a familiar picture of an ugly rabbit with grinning teeth that just crawled out of the scene of a car accident, laughing happily at him...

"Bib." Xiao Yan said, "Isn't it pretty?"

Xiao Mo: "..."

This is really...even if it's a fake, I can't say the word "good".

Just as the man was in a mess in the wind, he heard his youngest son say from behind the bib: "I'm hungry, put this on and cook for me."

Xiao Mo was taken aback, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Xiao Yan, who raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you ask me to eat, have you forgotten?"

With that tone, it seemed that if Xiao Mo really said the three words "forgotten", he could directly throw him down the stairs.

"I didn't buy vegetables," Xiao Mo held the ugly bib and deeply understood the verb form of "the kindness of nurturing feeds the dog". The man stood behind him without much emotion. Xiao Yan, who was drinking coffee quietly, glanced, "Your brother overslept."

"The person who gave that kind of gift has no right to ask for a meal." Xiao Yan glanced at the bib that Xiao Mo was holding in his hand, and said expressionlessly.

And Xiao Yan didn't have any expression of surprise because he was neglected - as if he had expected this kind of thing to happen since he stood at the door of Xiao Yan's apartment and rang the doorbell. , He stood up from the sofa, wiped the black-haired man's shoulders and walked straight to the kitchen area behind him, stretched out his long hand and opened the refrigerator door to look inside: "What else is there at home?"

Xiao Yan probably just asked casually.

However, his question caused Xiao Mo to fall into deep thought for a while—probably due to the fact that he was really old. When the man heard Xiao Yan use the word "home", he was surprised at first, and then had a kind of feeling. Unusually complicated emotions surfaced in his heart... For a long time in the past, until a year and a half before Xiao Yan disappeared completely, when he talked to men, he always called the Xiao family mansion "your home".

Xiao Mo used to be very uncomfortable with this kind of words for a while, and tried to ask Xiao Yan to correct him, but he just listened and decided to use it in the end.

Xiao Mo felt that when Xiao Yan came back this time, something seemed to be different.

Turning his head, looking at the broad back of his son who blocked the refrigerator door firmly, Xiao Mo moved his lips, wanting to say something, but the words were stuck at the corners of his lips, he could only stare blankly and fell into silence ——At this time, Xiao Yan, who was standing behind the man, seemed to have guessed what the man was thinking. He stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the top of the man's head with the palm of his hand.

This kind of father-son role reversal was very easy for Xiao Yan to do—and before Xiao Mo protested, he had already withdrawn his hand, looking at Xiao Yan's back that wanted to get half of his body into his own cold, Frowning: "What are you looking for?"

"You don't even have any leftovers here?"

"Yes," Xiao Yan said, "braised beef in soy sauce, old Tan beef with sauerkraut, pork bone soup and seafood, do you want to eat a lot?"

"..." Feeling very bad, Xiao Yan turned his head and looked vigilantly at the face behind him that looked like him.

Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows: "That's right, there are only instant noodles - there are probably a few eggs, do you want to eat?"

Xiao Yan: "..."

He was ready to be neglected—but he was not prepared to be neglected to this extent after traveling across half of City K... Originally, the top management of the police station had already booked a table in the North District tonight The seafood restaurant was going to hold a celebration banquet for him, a successful "newcomer" who was a "double agent", but instead of eating big fish and meat, he came here to eat instant noodles?

Xiao Yan closed the refrigerator door speechlessly.

With such force, almost the entire refrigerator was about to be overturned by him.

"Then what are you trying to do, if you break it, buy me another one."

Xiao Yan lifted the corner of his mouth very coolly, walked to the cabinet and was about to take out a pot to cook instant noodles for three people, at this moment, the mobile phone in his pocket rang, he glanced at it, He glanced at his twin brother standing beside him with a sarcasm on his face——

Officer Xiao raised his chin: "Take it."

Xiao Yan glanced at his brother warningly, and then connected the phone. The person on the other end of the phone spoke concisely, and it seemed that it was probably Xiao Qi—the phone in the hands of the eldest young master of the Xiao family has a good sound insulation effect, so before he answered the phone "Hello" in the middle, "En" at the end, and at the end he said "I'm going over now". During such a simple conversation, the other two people in the living room could only stare at him.

After Xiao Yan hung up the phone, he rarely looked at Xiao Mo hesitantly: "Xiao Qi called and said that Lisa didn't come to work today and didn't ask for leave."

Before Xiao Mo could answer, he heard Xiao Yan say next to him: "You lost your girlfriend?"

That tone was very deliberate.

"You lost your girlfriend once, so don't just pretend that other people are like you." Xiao Yan counterattacked calmly, turned to look at Xiao Mo, "Now is a special period..."

"I know," the man nodded and said without much emotion, "you go."

Xiao Yan pursed her lips, looking as if she was not very happy because of the "generosity" shown by the man, especially when the second young master of the Xiao family standing next to the man pulled the bib in his hand Put it in my hand, shake it off, and hang it on the man's neck without saying a word, the eyes of the elder brother of the twins darkened.

Almost involuntarily, the tall young man stretched out his hand and pinched the earlobe of the black-haired man standing in front of him: "I'll be back in a while."

"Oh," Xiao Mo nodded, "Do you want me to cook noodles for you too?"

"No," Xiao Yan said, "I'll bring you a midnight snack when I come back—don't mess around."

When he said the last four words, he turned his face to Xiao Yan who was standing behind the man and was tying his bib for him—then he saw that face that was almost exactly the same as his raised up from behind the man's shoulders. , the second young master of the Xiao family lazily put his hands into his pockets, and then showed his brother a wicked smile.

Xiao Mo couldn't see it.

Xiao Yan frowned, and when he left, the sound of closing the door was louder than usual.

And this moment.

In the huge house, only Xiao Yan and Xiao Mo were left. It was okay when Xiao Yan was still around, but now only the two of them were left, but the man suddenly felt uncomfortable... So When Xiao Yan put on the bib for him, and was taking two steps back, looking at him with satisfaction as if the man was wearing some kind of fashion, Xiao Mo felt a little nervous.

The man didn't know what to say to Xiao Yan now.

After all, for him, the youngest son was almost absent for five years in his not-so-long rebirth life—then he came back, and at the beginning of his return, when faced with the serious topic of "life and death", Surprisingly...he chose to stand by the man's side without hesitation.

Xiao Mo was very moved.

But while being moved, it made him even more unsure how he should face Xiao Yan.

But at this moment, he only saw his youngest son leaning against the sink with folded arms, looking at him lazily with his head slightly tilted, put away and saw the man wearing this shirt thrown in a corner for five years before he was able to see the light today. With a satisfied expression while wearing the bib, her amber pupils flickered, and there seemed to be a faint joke: "What?"

"...It's nothing." Xiao Mo turned his head, filled half of the pot that Xiao Yan took out before, and threw it on the smoke-free stove.

Turn on the fire, bend down to adjust the firepower, and when the man stood up, he found that the youngest son had been standing behind him at a very close distance since no one knew when—that strong hand was propped on the edge of the stove , generously revealing a long wound on the strong arm that has long been scarred and I don't know when it was made...

"When did you get the injury on your hand?" Xiao Mo pretended that he didn't feel the hot air sprayed on the back of his neck when Xiao Yan breathed.

"A mission," Xiao Yan said in a tone without much emotion, "How do you think I became the captain?"

During the speech, his other hand seemed to touch the man's waist intentionally or unintentionally——

Then never left again.

He leaned against Xiao Mo's back, lowered his head, and seemed to be quite interested in the bow tie that he had tied on the man's back with his own hands just now, hooked it up with his little finger, and pulled it lightly, feeling Seeing the slightly stiffer body of the man who was tied between his chest and the stove, the young police officer smiled where he couldn't see.

"Old man."

"..." The eyelids of the man who hadn't been called that way for a long time trembled uncontrollably.

"You haven't answered my question last time." Xiao Yan casually played with the bow with his fingertips, but intentionally or unintentionally, his fingertips lightly poked through the thin shirt that was suitable for indoor wear on the man's body. Poke his waist.

"……what is the problem?"

"Why did you know to choose the red thread?"

"..." Xiao Mo was silent for a while, looking at the water in the pot in front of him, a small bubble emerged from the bottom, rose to the surface of the water, and then burst——

That "gurgling" sound was almost the only sound in the room at this time.

"Why bother with this issue?"

"Write a report." Xiao Yan chuckled lightly, "Now my group of immediate superiors are very curious as to why I was able to choose a correct line—ah, by the way, although promotion is expected, it's because 'it's the Xiao family'. The identity of being the heir of 'is exposed, so now some people in the North District Police Department may suspect that this case is a good show that I directed and staged with you."

When the young man finished speaking, Xiao Mo turned his head, his black pupils were stained with a trace of anger: "If you want to act, do I have to do it myself?"

"It's only now that I look like a big boss." Xiao Yan smiled lightly and raised his chin at the man, "Don't reason with those who feel that their status is threatened, it doesn't make sense—you answer my question first. "

Xiao Mo thought for a while, and was about to turn his head back again, but this time, Xiao Yan didn't seem to intend to wait for the man's silence any longer, so he moved his hand around the man's chin, and lifted it up slightly. Lifted: "Speak."

Looking at the pair of amber pupils.

At this time, Xiao Yan's eyes were very serious, he didn't look like he was joking.

So the black-haired man was heartbroken, and simply confessed: "Li Tang said it himself."

"Oh, he's so kind?" Xiao Yan looked very calm, and at some point, Xiao Mo felt that he seemed to have learned his brother's trick - such as lowering his tone, non-threatening, to make people subconsciously relax their vigilance "The report requires me to 'fit as much as possible' at the time, so repeat it for me in 'original words', what did Li Tang say?"

At this moment, Xiao Mo had already turned around.

Leaning his back against the stove, when he raised his head slightly, the tip of his nose accidentally brushed against the tip of his young son's tall nose—Xiao Mo was taken aback, and raised his eyelids, but found that Xiao Yan didn't seem to have too much reaction.

It's as if he's really paying attention to asking the question.

Even though at this moment, the hand of the second young master of the Xiao family was still on his chin.

Xiao Mo felt relieved a little, and after thinking about it, he said, "Li Tang said, my skin is fairer, and red suits me better."

Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes slightly: "Repeat."

Xiao Mo closed his eyes: "Li Tang said, my skin is fairer and redder—"

The man didn't finish his sentence, so at this moment, he saw Xiao Yan take out the mobile phone from his pocket, and the brightly lit screen clearly showed that the phone was in the middle of a call—Xiao Mo yelled in his heart that something was wrong, he died He shut his mouth tightly, and watched Xiao Yan put the phone to his ear with a half-smile expression. Immediately afterwards, the second young master of the Xiao family first made Xiao Mo go crazy and called the other person "Brother", and then Ask the opposite party in a lazy tone, did you hear clearly.