beautiful he is a bit stupid

"My brother. Boy, I will treat Xiaomu as my own younger brother in the future, love him and protect him, you know."

As soon as Qin Yue woke up that day, he was dragged by his father to the neighbor Uncle Fang's house, where he stood in a nursery.

Qin Yue poked his head from behind his father and saw a baby lying on a cradle in the room, sleeping with his eyes closed.

"Say hello to my brother, keep your voice down, don't scare him."

Dad whispered, pushing Qin Yue forward with his big hands, and then left with the other adults, leaving only the nanny, Qin Yue and the little baby.

The nanny smiled and signaled Qin Yue to come forward, it doesn't matter.

Three-year-old Qin Yue was not even as high as the cradle bed, so the nanny helped him with a small stool. Qin Yue staggered up and saw the little baby named Fang Mu.

Very small one.

A little face, with a pointed head, wrinkled facial features, and red skin, like a newborn monkey in a zoo.

Qin Yue hadn't seen many other babies, but there were photos of him when he was just born in his family's photo album. He was fat and fat, weighing nearly eight catties, as strong as a calf.

The one in front of me is really too small, too ugly, too...

Qin Yue stretched out a hand and gently touched the little baby's hand. The little baby's hands and feet seemed to be transparent. If you looked carefully, you could see the tiny bones inside. Qin Yue had never seen a more fragile little guy. Anything in the world can easily hurt him.

Too weak.

I don't want such a weak brother.boring.

Qin Yue wrinkled his nose, disgusted, and wanted to leave. At this moment, the little baby's fingers moved, and he unconsciously grabbed Qin Yue's little finger, holding it tightly. The little palm was soft and fragile.

Qin Yue withdrew his little finger, and the baby closed his eyes, turned his mouth, and began to cry.

The cry was also very weak, thin, like a newborn kitten, but it was very sharp in Qin Yue's ears, which surprised Qin Yue.

"Don't cry!"

The scaring didn't work, but the baby cried even more. Qin Yue hurriedly held the baby's hand, and the baby calmed down immediately.

Qin Yue tried to let go, but the little baby pouted... Qin Yue had no choice but to hold hands with the little baby again.

Well, just let you go back.

Qin Yue stood on the stool and stared blankly at the little baby, his feet were numb, until the adults came in and his father took him away.

"...premature birth, congenital deficiency...heart...missing..."

"Can you survive?"

"It's hard to say. If you survive, you probably won't be able to stop the doctor for the rest of your life."

"Old Fang's family has been passed down for several generations, and it's finally looking forward to this seedling... Tsk, the child also suffers."

"If you have nothing to do, go and spend more time with my old lover. She is very uncomfortable. Remember to watch our kid and don't touch other children."

"I know."

Qin Yue watched the animation on the side, followed Ultraman's transformation, and missed half of the conversation between his parents.

The ancestors of Qinyue's family used black and white to eat everything. Later, under the new environment, they gradually changed careers. Now they are only involved in legal business, and they are the overlord in entertainment and real estate.

Although he changed his career, the domineering style of his ancestors for many years is difficult to completely get rid of for a while. Qin Yue's father is nearly 1.9 meters tall, mighty and strong, and has a loud voice. big brother.

When Qin Yue's father was young, he rebelled against the Confucianism and did not like to study. Later, when he took over the family business, he suffered a bit of a loss, so he suddenly realized that this era really does not follow the same way as his ancestors. Very respectful.

After moving to the new home, the Fang family, the new neighbor, has scholars for generations. The ancestors are either calligraphers, teachers, artists, or scientific researchers. Fang Mu’s grandfather is a famous painter, his father is a famous violinist, and his mother is a university professor. She is an authentic scholar. Family status.And he is generous and modest, and he doesn't care about the history of the Qin family and the rough style of Qin Yue's father.The two families are very friendly and close.

The Fang family has always treated Qin Yue like their own child, thinking about him in everything.

Qin Yue inherited the style of his father's family. At a young age, he had already shown his domineering aura. He led the children in the community to fight all day long, as if he was already the king of children in this area.

Before Fang Mu was born, Qin Yue's father made trouble with him. After Fang Mu was born, Qin Yue's activities were restricted, mainly reflected in the fact that he could not fight outside Fang's villa or at Fang's house, because it would disturb Xiao Fang. Wood.

Qin Yue curled his lips, and agreed reluctantly.

But in fact, Qin Yue rarely saw Fang Mu.

Fang Mu spent much more time in the hospital than at home.Occasionally, I went home for a period of time, and every few days, I was taken away by an ambulance again.

"Ugh-"

The urgent sound of an ambulance sounded.Holding a wooden sword in his hand, Qin Yue was sweating profusely. He stopped and watched the ambulance drive into the driveway of Fang's house. After a while, Fang's mother hurried out with Xiao Fangmu in her arms.

In the summer, Xiao Fangmu was still tightly wrapped, revealing a little soft fetal hair. Amid Fang's mother's crying, he was sent to the ambulance and then drove away at high speed.

Qin Yue and the children stood under the plane tree, quietly watching this scene.

"Is he dying?"

"do not know."

"My mother said he wouldn't live long."

"My mother said the same thing, and said that it would be better to die than suffer."

Several children discussed.

"You two," Qin Yue suddenly shouted, "You are not allowed to participate in our games today, go home."

The two children looked at each other, not daring to offend Qin Yue, so they had to go back crying.

Xiao Fangmu's condition seemed to improve and he was allowed to return home.

Qin Yue stood on the stool with his wooden sword on his back, looking into the cradle with his head.The nanny had disappeared, and the voices of adults could be faintly heard in the living room.

The little baby seemed to have grown up a little bit, his skin was not as wrinkled as before, it looked smooth and tender, but it still looked so fragile, his eyes were tightly closed, he had been sleeping, his brows were furrowed, and he seemed very uncomfortable.

Qin Yue saw that his hands, arms, and head were covered with bluish-purple marks from injections, which made him terrified.Qin Yue has never seen so many needle holes in any child, or even an adult.

Qin Yue stretched out his hand and touched Xiao Fangmu's hand. Xiao Fangmu's fingers were still so thin and thin.

"Hey, don't die."

"Want to play a war game? If you don't die, I will play with you in the future."

Qin Yue said softly.

Xiao Fangmu's fingers hooked Qin Yue's little finger, as if responding.

Qin Yue laughed, but the wooden sword on his back accidentally fell off and hit the edge of the bed. Xiao Fangmu was startled and burst into tears.

The crying attracted adults.

"Stinky boy, I tell you to be careful!"

Qin Yue's father grabbed Qin Yue's ears like a vise, Qin Yue howled, covered his ears, and was dragged away by his father.

Fang Mu survived tenaciously.

He could only walk when he was three or four years old, and he could not stand for too long, and spent most of his time in a wheelchair.

"Traitor, where to run!"

"Brothers, go ahead!"

Downstairs, a group of children whizzed by, playing a war game. Qin Yue wore an ancient black warrior cloak, took the lead, and rushed past.

Fang Mu sat in a wheelchair on the balcony, stretched his neck and looked down.

The children ran away, Fang Mu looked away lonely.

Suddenly, they roared back again.

Qin Yue stopped downstairs.

"Fang Xiaomu!"

With a blanket on Fang Mu's legs, he looked over.

"Brother number one, handsome or not!"

Qin Yue ran at the forefront. As soon as he stopped, all the partners behind him stopped, and they all raised their heads to look at the square wood on the balcony.

Fang Mu curled his lips, ignored him, and pushed the wheelchair in. After a while, he came out again. Qin Yue and others had already run away, and laughter came from a distance.

Qin Yue once tried to secretly push Fang Mu out to play, but was beaten up by Qin's father.

The children in the community are not too willing to play with Fang Mu.Fang Mu was always sick, he couldn't run, he couldn't walk fast, who would sit with him, what's more, he was afraid of accidentally bumping into him, and he would have to be beaten when he returned home.

"He looks like a little girl."

The children laughed and laughed.

Fang Mu lives indoors all year round, with fair skin, and his family is willing to try any method to treat his illness. He heard from the master in the temple that long hair can ward off disasters and reduce pain, so he gave him long hair, which is as long as The neck is draped softly and docilely, and the eyes are big, it really looks like a little girl.

"Hey, I just want a younger sister, so you can be my younger sister."

Qin Yue fiddled with Fang Mu's ponytail and said with a smile.

Fang Mu suddenly became angry, with tears rolling in his eyes, and shouted at Qin Yue: "Get lost."

Qin Yue was baffled, and when Fang Mu got angry, everyone panicked, so Qin Yue was taken home and beaten again, Qin's father was merciless in his attack, and the beaten Qin Yue cried like a ghost.

Later, Qin Yue probably understood that Fang Mu didn't like being treated as a little girl, and if other people said that, Qin Yue would stop him, most of them obeyed him, and those who were dissatisfied, Qin Yue would use force to solve it.

Few people are his opponents.

The other party was beaten and went home crying and complained, and the parents went to the Qin family.

Qin Yue's dinner today became fried shredded pork with bamboo shoots again.

Fang Mu began to read and write when he was four or five years old, and showed his talent in painting.His physical condition did not allow him to go to school, so he had to hire a tutor.Fang Mu doesn't study for too long every day, but he learns very quickly, and his progress even exceeds that of his peers in the school.

He picked up the paintbrush, no one taught him, and his peers were still learning the basics, but Fang Mu could sketch freely and outline the picture he imagined.

Qin's father looked at Fang Mu, and then at Qin Yue's report card. He was so angry that he gave Qin Yue another whip.

Qin Yue was a bit annoyed. Although he was beaten a lot in the first place, since Fang Mu was born, the number of times he was beaten has skyrocketed. Sometimes it was a disaster for no reason, and he didn't know why he was beaten.

Even so, Qin Yue still ran to Fang's house every day. Over the years, he had formed a habit of seeing Fang Mu and talking to him every day.

But sometimes Qin's father went too far and insisted that Qin Yue stay for at least an hour to study and do homework with Fang Mu. No matter how bad he was, he would also be influenced by it.

On the weekend of this day, Qin Yue was forced to go to Fang's house again by Qin's father.

Qin Yue pushed Fang Mu up to the top floor.

Fang Mu usually sits on the balcony or in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass windows of the study on the third floor. Both of these places can be exposed to the sun, and he can also see the passers-by downstairs, as well as Qin Yue who came back from school immediately. Of course, There are also figures of them running and chasing in the evening.

In the early morning, Qin Yue yawned and went out, until the sun set, and returned with his schoolbag.

When Fang Mu was in poor health, he was drowsy and lay in bed all day long. When he was good, he read, wrote and drew with his teacher.Then he sat in a wheelchair, quietly waiting for the sun to go down, waiting for Qin Yue to rush in, smiled and said a few words, ran away again, and then ran amok in the community, chasing and frolicking.

The street lights came on, Qin Yue went home, the sound of the TV from the Qin's house in the neighboring building, Qin's father's loud voice, occasionally mixed with Qin's mother's scolding, and Qin Yue's howling when he was beaten...

Slowly returning to silence, Fang Mu's long and short day passed.

Fang's family is inherently quiet, and with Fang Mu's illness, the whole family is still cautious, and it is almost audible that needles drop in the house on weekdays.

Only when Qin Yue came, there would be a brief moment of excitement at home. Fang Mu didn't like people guarding him all the time, and only Qin Yue would not be driven away - he had been driven away before, but Qin Yue was as thick-skinned as a city wall and had nothing to do.

Warm sunshine and warm wind in March.

Fang Mu sat in front of the easel with a calm face.Qin Yue walked around, touching flowers, pinching grass, bored.

"Ah, so boring."

With a leaf in his mouth, Qin Yue lay on the ground with his legs crossed, squinting at the blue sky and white clouds.

He is used to meeting Fang Mu every day, but he can't stay for too long. The one hour stipulated by Qin's father is almost killing him.

"I am bored!"

"It's so boring!"

"Ahhhh!"

Fang Mu said: "If you are bored, get out."

Qin Yue sighed.

Fang Mu: "Get lost."

Qin Yue sensed something was wrong, so he immediately sat up and looked at Fang Mu's face.

Fang Mu looked cold and didn't even look at him.

"I didn't say you were annoying," Qin Yue said, "I meant that my old man is annoying..."

"There is no need to explain," Fang Mu said bluntly without raising his head, "An explanation is a cover-up."

People who have been ill for a long time have a bad temper. Fang Mu has not restrained his temper since he was a child, and he doesn't like to talk to others. Not talking doesn't mean he can't talk. As long as he wants to talk, he is often articulate and has sharp and clear thinking. , in this respect, Qin Yue is his defeated opponent, and he is often stunned speechless and has no power to speak back.

Fang Mu said: "It's normal for you to feel annoyed. Even I am annoyed."

Qin Yue: "I really didn't..."

Fang Mu: "There is no filial son before the bed for a long time. It is a miracle that a person like me can live to this day. I should thank God, how can I expect anything else. Originally, there is no one in this world who will always be with you. "

Qin Yue was a little at a loss, it was just a boring sentence, but it provoked such remarks.

"Grandparents, parents, family members are like this, not to mention you." Fang Mu lowered his eyebrows and looked down, as if talking to himself, "Everyone is born lonely. Come alone, go alone, alone, the love between people Fate."

"I don't have any complaints or regrets. The only thing I'm sorry for is my family members. I was destined to be a family, but it only brought them pain and trouble."

Qin Yue opened his mouth and looked at Fang Mu in a daze.Fang Mu never went to school, has no friends and normal social life, and rarely watches TV. At such a young age, where did all these things come from in his head?Is it in the book?It is not necessarily a good thing for children to read more books.Qin Yue thought.

"Don't say that..." Qin Yue said.

Fang Mu murmured: "What's the point of living like this?"

Fang Mu's expression was very calm, and he couldn't see any other emotions, but such an expression shocked Qin Yue's heart, and he felt a burst of panic for no reason.

"I told you not to say that..." Qin Yue suddenly felt angry, raised his voice, and wanted to reprimand him.

At this moment, Fang Mu slowly slid down from the chair, covered his chest with his hands, and curled up into a ball, panting violently.

Qin Yue was startled, hurried over, and hugged Fang Mu.

"What's wrong with you? Are you sick?" Qin Yue knelt on the ground, hugged Fang Mu, and said anxiously: "Where is the medicine? Where is the medicine! Come, come..."

Fang Mu grabbed Qin Yue's sleeve and said weakly, "Don't call."

Immediately afterwards, he took out a pill from his pocket, fed it into his mouth, and signaled Qin Yue to hand him the water glass beside him, Qin Yue handed the glass to Fang Mu's lips, and Fang Mu swallowed it with difficulty.

In just a short while, Fang Mu's lips lost all blood, his whole body was dripping with sweat, his face was pale, and he trembled slightly.

"What's going on?" It's not the first time that Qin Yue has witnessed Fang Mu's illness, but in the past two years, Fang Mu occasionally had a fever and had injections, and such serious cases rarely occurred.

Qin Yue clearly remembered that Fang Mu had changed to a new treatment method and medicine. The doctor said that palpitations, heart and mouth pain, cold sweat, and body cramps may usually occur. However, since Fang Mu's treatment, there has been no such thing as the doctor said. The situation made everyone happy, and they should just accept the good and avoid suffering.

Fang Mu didn't speak.

Fang Mu's fingertips trembled slightly, and he pulled the towel in the storage bag on the side of the wheelchair, wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead, and threw it on the armrest to dry.

"Isn't this the first time?" Qin Yue was still kneeling, half hugging Fang Mu, "How long has it been like this, huh?"

Although Qin Yue is careless and heartless, he is not stupid or careless.From Fang Mu's proficient handling techniques and calm coping attitude, he immediately understood.

"Why don't you tell me!" Qin Yue said heartbroken, "Why didn't you tell us!"

Fang Mu closed his eyes in Qin Yue's arms, and said impatiently: "What's the use of talking, can you replace me? Instead, you have to cry and cry, it's so annoying."

Qin Yue was speechless: "But..."

"But what is it?" Fang Mu said, "Shut up, you're too annoying. If you talk too much, get out."

Fang Mu seemed very tired, closed his eyes, and ignored Qin Yue.

Qin Yue lowered his head and stared blankly at Fang Mu, and suddenly found that Fang Mu had always been cold these years, as if he was always angry at any time, losing his temper all the time, but no one had ever seen him show weakness, cry out for pain, or Sad look.

The white clouds are long, and the years are fleeting.

When Qin Yue was about to be promoted to the junior high school, Fang Mu was admitted to the hospital and was about to undergo a life-threatening major surgery.

Qin Yue runs to the hospital every day.Sometimes Fang Mu can be seen, sometimes not.

"Fang Xiaomu, look what brother brought you..."

Qin Yue was holding a glass bottle, which contained a rare colored butterfly, and ran excitedly, but was stopped by the nurse.

"Shh, don't go in yet." The nurse said softly.

The nurses and doctors in the hospital like this pair of little friends very much. One is white and melancholy like a porcelain doll, and the other is active and lively like a monkey. When they are together, they are strangely harmonious.

Crack—the sound of glass shattering came from the ward.

Fang Mu smashed the mirror, and the broken mirror reflected Fang Mu's thin and thin figure and face, as well as his bare head.After a long period of chemotherapy and the time for surgery approaching, Fang Mu had his head shaved and became a little monk.

Fang Mu hugged his head, curled up like a trapped animal, panting violently.

The family members gathered around and comforted him softly, but Fang Mu remained motionless, as if he didn't hear him.Mother Fang and Grandma Fang kept wiping away their tears.In the end, Grandma Fang couldn't take it anymore and walked out of the ward tremblingly.

The nurse hurriedly helped her to a quiet place around a corner.

"Girl, tell me the truth, is the success rate of this operation high?"

"Grandma Fang, the attending doctor who should be said has already said, don't embarrass me."

"It's half and half, it's too dangerous..." Grandma Fang shook her head: "It's just a gamble."

The nurse showed pity in her eyes and said nothing.

"There's nothing you can do if you don't gamble. It's always a chance." Grandma Fang said to herself, "May God bless me, Mu'er. Mu'er suffered too much. He just thought it was an ordinary operation... so that's okay." That's fine too."

Fang Mu lost his temper, and then he was tired and fell asleep exhausted.

The ground cleared up and everyone left.

At night, there was a light in the ward, and the night outside the window was like water. Fang Mu woke up and saw Qin Yue sitting beside the bed, sleeping on his stomach, with one hand close to Fang Mu's.

As soon as Fang Mu woke up, Qin Yue immediately opened his eyes.

Fang Mu stared blankly at Qin Yue.

"Why didn't you leave?"

"Awake?" Qin Yue said, "I'll show you something nice."

Immediately, he handed the glass bottle to Fang Mu's eyes. The bottle stopper had air holes, and the butterfly flapped its golden wings in the bottle, trying to fly high and find an escape exit, but all ended in failure.

Fang Mu glanced at it and said, "It was alive and well, but you caught it, locked it in a bottle, and was about to die. What's so interesting about it?"

Qin Yue didn't expect him to say this. Thinking about it this way, it seemed cruel, so he hurriedly explained: "It won't die. After you read it, let it go."

Fang Mu withdrew his gaze, turned to the empty space, and lay quietly.

Qin Yue touched his nose, but he didn't leave, and sat silently.

"I don't have hair anymore." Fang Mu murmured, as if talking to himself.

"... Oh." Qin Yue said, "In the future, you can wear hats and headscarves."

"May I skip the surgery?" Fang Mu said in a low voice.

"It's all set."

"The operation will be very painful. I don't want to be in pain," Fang Mu said.

"I'll take anesthesia, don't worry." Qin Yue said.

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Fang Mu finally got angry and couldn't bear it any longer: "Do you talk like that outside? Why didn't you get beaten to death?"

Qin Yue pointed at himself proudly with his thumb: "Who can beat brother."

Fang Mu rolled his eyes.

Qin Yue said: "You don't believe it? After you are discharged from the hospital, I will take you to observe the scene, you..."

Fang Mu turned his head and looked at Qin Yue: "I may not be able to leave the hospital. Qin Yue, I may die on the operating table."

Qin Yue paused.

Fang Mu said: "You should come and see me more these days, maybe you won't see me again in the future."

The cold light shone on two half-old children, one sitting and the other lying down, looking at each other.

Qin Yue smiled: "No. Fang Xiaomu, brother can't talk, but I promise you that you will not die. The operation will go well, you will survive, and then grow up with brother and get married. "

Qin Yue thought for a while and said, "I'll give you a gift when you finish the operation."

Fang Mu curled his lips, disdainful of Qin Yue's gift, and he knew what kind of good things Qin Yue could give with his personality.

Qin Yue hehehe, don't say more.

It was completely dark.

Qin Yue opened the window, the evening wind blew, the butterfly flapped its wings, flew out of the bottle, and flew towards the bright lights in the distance.

During the two-day and two-night operation, Fang Mu walked through the ghost gate and survived. After a few days of coma, he came out of the intensive care unit and gradually regained consciousness and improved.

Among the crowd who came to visit him, Qin Yue seemed to stand out, and Fang Mu was stunned when he saw him.

Qin Yue stepped forward.

Fang Mu stared at him intently, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Fang Xiaomu, don't you know brother?"

With his bald head on his head, Qin Yue flashed his signature smile at Fang Mu.

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