The little crying bag of the male protagonist dressed as a bamboo horse

Mo Chujue tapped his head, his memory, which has always been good, is useless now.

Just can't remember.

He frowned in distress, and wanted to ask something, but stopped in time when he saw Yu Guixing's face.

This little kid has a big temper, hehe.

Thinking of this, he took a small cake on one side and held it not far from Yu Guixing, exuding the sweet smell of food wantonly.

After a while, Yu Guixing really moved his nose, but there was no desire for food in his eyes, and he frowned in disgust: "Take it away, it smells so bad."

Mo Chujue: "..."

How could such a delicious little cake smell bad? !

The corner of Mo Chujue's mouth twitched, he took the little cake and swallowed it in one gulp.

Obviously so delicious!

Finally, when Chen Jiujiu came back, Mo Chujue ran away in a hurry, confused her, and could only ask her son: "Are you bullying Xiao Chu?"

My son is withdrawn and has no good friends since he was a child. In addition, he is cold all day long and does not have the vitality that children of the same age should have. Chen Jiujiu is really afraid that he will get autism, so he wants to find a little friend. Accompany him.

But looking at it now, the effect does not seem to be very good.

This was the first time I played it, and it scared people away.

Yu Guixing closed the book, his eyes were calm: "Mom, you think too much."

Chen Jiujiu laughed twice, his eyes fell on the small cake on the table, and seeing that there was one missing, he asked, "What did you eat?"

He lowered his head, his black hair scattered slightly on his forehead: "I don't eat sweets."

Inappropriately, the little guy next door appeared in his mind like a hamster swallowing with a puffy face. Yu Guixing frowned, stood up with the book in his arms, and turned back to the bedroom.

Chen Jiujiu watched the door being closed, and was not angry. He took the small cake and looked around, put it in his mouth and ate it.

As soon as Mo Chujue got home, he ran out of his room. Seeing him in a hurry, Jiang Yiling asked with a smile, "What's the matter? Are you having fun at Aunt Chen's house?"

Thinking of Yu Guixing's icy face, he didn't want to explain to Jiang Yiling, so he said against his will, "It's fun."

Jiang Yiling took advantage of the situation and suggested: "Then you can play together in the future. It just so happened that Xiaoxuan left, and I was worried that you would not be with me."

Even if he was alone, he didn't want to play with this kid.

Mo Chujue pouted and said, "No."

"Didn't you just say it was fun?"

At this time, the benefits of being a child are reflected. Mo Chujue said that he is still a child who makes trouble for no reason: "I just don't want it."

Seeing his insistence, Jiang Yiling couldn't help it: "Okay, wash your hands quickly, and eat later."

There was steamed fish for dinner, and Mo Chujue ate a big bowl of rice with the soft, tender fish. After the meal, he wanted to go to the kitchen to help Jiang Yiling wash the dishes, but he was kicked out mercilessly.

"Go to the living room to play, or ask your dad to show you cartoons, don't you like to watch that little pig?" Jiang Yiling was very moved by her son's filial piety, but she asked a five-year-old child to help her wash the dishes. She can't do it.

A person is not as tall as a kitchen counter.

Mo Chujue had a complicated expression on his face, and went back to his room to play with building blocks. He didn't want to look at the pink piggy. Every time he watched it, the lingering pig's cry was in his head, which was really poisonous.

The child's sleep time is relatively long, and Mo Chujue became a little sleepy after playing for a long time. Looking at the time, it was only eight o'clock.

After washing up, he turned off the light and went to bed obediently. Jiang Yiling knew that he was very self-disciplined, so he hardly cared about him. Of course, he didn't make them worry much.

In the darkness, Mo Chujue slowly closed his eyes, and the moonlight outside the window came in through the gaps in the curtains, bringing tranquility and peace to the room.

His consciousness gradually emptied, and a second before he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly had a jolt.

He remembered!

He said why Yu Guixing's name was so familiar, it turned out to be the same as the name of the heroine of a sadistic novel he had read in his previous life!

It is impossible for him to remember just a novel. The only special thing is that this is the one he was reading when he got into a car accident. He just hung up after finishing the book and was born into this world.

He still remembers some plots in the book until now. The story begins with the high school life of the two protagonists. After going through a series of bloody plots, such as jealousy, exploitation, fake engagement and a series of incidents, in the end he, halfway through, abused his body and mind, which made Mo Chujue cry and cry.

Now that I think about it, the memory becomes clearer and clearer, and even the drowsiness is all driven away.

Mo Chujue sat up, turned on the bedside lamp, and rested his chin in thought.

Thinking about it, he hammered it on the palm of his hand, just a name can't prove anything, why is he so whimsical here, there are so many people with the same name in the world, it's just that this name is a bit special, Yu Guixing next door Still a kid!

Mo Chujue shook the goose bumps on his body, don't think about it!Hurry up and stop!

He turned off the light, lay down on the bed again, and fell asleep within a short time this time.

The next morning, because he woke up once in the middle, Mo Chujue rarely stayed in bed.

He stretched, yawned and walked outside.

Children wake up relatively early, even if Mo Chujue woke up a little later, it was only seven o'clock.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a figure sitting in the dining room, rubbed his eyes, it was not a hallucination, how could Yu Guixing be at his house? !

Jiang Yiling passed by him, holding a cup of hot milk in his hand, and saw him standing there like a log, and urged, "You still don't brush your teeth, what are you doing standing here?"

Mo Chujue tugged on her sleeve, and managed to make Jiang Yiling stop. He pointed at the back sitting at the dining table, and asked in a low voice, "Why is he at our house?"

Jiang Yiling flicked his forehead lightly with his free hand: "What are you talking about, brother Xing Xing is not welcome?"

Mo Chujue knew that his mother was joking with him, so he covered his forehead and said with a smile, "No, I'm just curious."

Jiang Yiling helped him tidy up the neckline of his pajamas, and said: "Your Auntie Chen has something to go out today, and I'm afraid that something will happen to your Xingxing brother staying at home alone, so I left him to us."

Mo Chujue nodded clearly: "Oh."

It's none of his business anyway.

Wait...why is that kid Yu Guixing his elder brother?

Thinking this way in his heart, he also asked, but Jiang Yiling rubbed his head to comfort him: "Because he is three months older than you, and you were born in the same year. From now on, you will call him Brother Xingxing."

Mo Chujue: "..."

Let him call this kid brother?Hehe, dreaming!

Before he could protest, Jiang Yiling's next sentence made him dizzy: "Mom is going to clean up the house this afternoon, so you can take Xingxing downstairs to play, remember not to leave the community, He hasn't gone down to play yet."

The downstairs she mentioned refers to the fitness facilities in the community. There are not only swings, but also a big sandpit. Many children like to play there.

Before Liang Yuxuan and his family moved out, Mo Chujue often accompanied him, but he was not interested in these things, and always watched from the sidelines.

As for Yu Guixing...

My dear mother, are you sure he will like to play this?

Mo Chujue really couldn't imagine that Yu Guixing, who was as delicate as an ice porcelain doll, would go to the sandpit to plan sand!

The corner of his mouth twitched, feeling that his task was very difficult.

Jiang Yiling didn't give him a chance to refuse, and walked away with the milk.

Mo Chujue pursed his lips, and walked into the bathroom with resentful and heavy steps.