[Comprehensive] Stealing the Halo of the Protagonist

The sound of pattering rain, the gloomy sky, the cemetery so quiet that only the sound of rain remains.

Mo Qi clings to a black umbrella, stepping on the spray, and walks heavily to the grave of Hua's father and mother.

Mo Qi has no parents. He was an orphan since he was born. When he was very young, he also imagined that his parents would come to pick him up from the orphanage. He even secretly drew a picture of his parents and him together, but it was a pity that they were torn apart later. gotta smash.And his fantasies about his parents were shattered along with the shattered picture.

Hua Lin is also an orphan, but he was not abandoned, but because of an accident with his parents.For this, Mo Qi envied Hua Lin very much.

And the parents in Hualin's memory also conform to his fantasy of parents-a strict father and a loving mother. Even if there are differences in their attitudes towards their children, the starting point is the same-they all love their children.

The weather was getting colder and colder, and Mo Qi's coat was already steamed, which was not a good thing in an early winter day.But he was still staring at the two tombstones, staring straight at them, and had no intention of leaving early.

He was thinking about one thing, why would the same parents make such different choices for their children?

Of the two people on the tombstone, one had a gentle smile and the other had a serious face, but his eyes were full of warmth.Such good parents passed away early, leaving behind two children.So can he imagine that his abandonment before was also due to such helpless reasons?

"Hey..." Mo Qi couldn't help laughing out loud. In another world, he seemed to have a lot of inappropriate thoughts. Is this world making him vulnerable, or is it because of his betrayal? Start questioning yourself?

"I'm sorry..." Mo Qi finally apologized, he was acting, and he was sincerely apologizing to Father Hua and Mother Hua.

"I'm sorry, Mom and Dad, I'm with Chen Shi." I'm sorry, I took your son's body away.

"I'm sorry, Mom and Dad, I didn't take good care of Ari. Ari... seems to have fallen in love with Chenshi too. But..." But, for revenge, I had to do this. "But, I can't let go of Chen Shi. A Rui has disappeared, so I don't know what to do?" Before he could finish speaking, the handsome young man's face was already stained with tears.

"I like Chenshi very much, but I also care about Ari. Ari... is my younger brother who I have been taking care of since I was six years old. Since I was a child, I can give him whatever he likes, but... ...." The young man's weeping was accompanied by the pattering rain, ticking in the silent cemetery, which made people feel extremely sad.

"I almost didn't make it through, but thanks to Chen Shi, I made it through. I like him, and he likes me too. He always thought I didn't know, but in fact, I knew it a long time ago, but I didn't know how to get along with Ah Rui said. His brother is gay. I was afraid that Ari would be afraid and dislike me...I don’t know why Ari also likes Chenshi. Maybe it’s because Chenshi is so good, but now I really don't know what to do? Am I going to let go of my love this time too?"

Hua Rui, who was hiding not far away, naturally listened to all the weeping words. The rain made him feel chills all over his body, and his bones also began to chill. He inevitably thought of his brother's slightly cool embrace.Obviously he still hated that warm embrace at that time, but now he cannot avoid missing it, such a safe embrace, as if as long as he is in that embrace, all the wind, rain, and frost will never be able to drench him again.

He remembered the model that his brother had given him before, obviously he liked it very much, but because he wanted it, he gave it to him.

I don't know why, since he was a child, he has been more fond of his brother's things. At first, he begged for them coquettishly, but later he turned into stealing without saying a word.My brother knew it every time, but never blamed him once.And under such gentle treatment, he indulged himself more and more.Obviously, he was not like this originally, but relying on his elder brother's favor, he became more and more savage.And my brother has given up many things that he really loves because of him.

And now, would he rely on his elder brother's favor to snatch his love back?

He was only satisfied with getting his brother's belongings, but he ignored the pain in his brother's heart.

Hua Rui couldn't help crying, maybe he only realized how hateful he was now, and how attached he was to his brother.

The young man in front of the tombstone was holding a black umbrella, his face was pale, and his slightly frowned eyebrows made people worry about him.He stood in front of the tombstone for a long time, and after a sigh, he finally turned around and prepared to leave.

"Brother --------" Hua Rui finally couldn't help shouting, the rain mixed with tears on his face, and he was extremely embarrassed.He saw the young man clinging to the black umbrella froze but didn't turn his head. Hua Rui couldn't help trembling, "Brother --------, don't you want A Rui?"

Mo Qi concealed the coldness in her eyes, and when she turned her head, her face was full of tears. "Ari."

"Brother ---" Hua Rui finally couldn't help running towards him, and went straight to under the black umbrella with a chill all over his body, where he avoided all the cold wind and rain, and was the only person in this world who treated him sincerely tenderness.

"A Rui." Mo Qi stroked the boy's completely wet hair, her eyes were full of distress.

Hua Rui looked at his brother's face full of tears, he stretched out his cold hand to wipe away all the tears, but it got wetter more and more. "Brother, A Rui knew he was wrong, please don't be sad, okay. A Rui will never rob my brother again, brother, don't you want me, okay?"

Mo Qi hugged Hua Rui into her arms, not caring about getting her clothes wet. "My brother won't want A Rui. In this world, my brother can want no one, but he can't want A Rui."

"elder brother---"

In the cold wind and cold rain, in the silent cemetery, only under the black umbrella can there be crying and affection.But who knows, which part of it is acting?