what's inside... i love you too

Wei Xiaofeng opened his eyes, only white was in sight, his nose smelled of disinfectant, he was in the hospital, he tried to move his left hand, as if being held by someone else, Wei Xiaofeng slowly raised his head, and saw Maoer half body lying on the bed With swollen eyes, she looked at him seriously.

"Brother, are you awake?" The words fell, and tears fell.

Wei Xiaofeng opened his mouth to speak, and called out "Mao'er" in a hoarse voice, as if rubbing it on sandpaper.

Mao'er was speechless when he heard that his brother was crying.

The old lady sitting on the other side was very calm, brought a glass of water, and helped Wei Xiaofeng to drink it.

After drinking the water, feeling much better, Wei Xiaofeng cleared his throat: "Ahem, Maoer, don't cry, I'm fine, really!"

While speaking, Wei Xiaofeng accidentally lifted his left arm, which was tingling and burning.He turned his head and saw that there was a heavy gauze wrapped around his left shoulder.

The old lady took the tone of the head teacher: "Xiaoyu, are you planning to wake up everyone in the ward?"

When Maoer heard the old lady's words, he pursed his mouth, and pitifully suppressed his wailing, his face flushed red with tears and snot still hanging on his face.

Wei Xiaofeng couldn't bear to see Mao'er's messed up face, so he got up and wanted to take a piece of paper to wipe Mao'er's face.

"Don't move! You still move around with your shoulder injured!" the old lady shouted in a low voice, it seemed that the old lady was very angry.

"You stay here quietly," the old lady said to Wei Xiaofeng, then turned her head to warn Mao'er, "Your brother is still alive, don't howl!"

After finishing speaking, the old lady walked out of the ward, probably to find a doctor.

"Does your back still hurt?" Wei Xiaofeng was still thinking about Zhao Hai's stick.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, brother's shoulder still hurts?" Maoer asked nervously.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Wei Xiaofeng comforted Maoer.

"Brother, don't fight anymore, it's so dangerous!" Mao'er's face wrinkled into bun folds.

"Well, I won't fight anymore, it's dangerous!" It hurt Mao'er.

"When I grow up, protect my brother and prevent anyone from hurting him!" Mao'er looked Wei Xiaofeng straight in the eyes, with a sullen face, and said every word seriously.

Wei Xiaofeng smiled: "Okay."

The injury to Wei Xiaofeng's shoulder was not serious. The three-edged thorn had been left for a long time, and it was not only rusted but also blunt, and it didn't pierce much.The wound on Wei Xiaofeng's shoulder was not deep, no bones were injured, and he was sent to the hospital in time without infection.

The timely delivery to the hospital was attributed to the passing pedestrians who called the police, and some people saw Li Bo hurting people with a knife. If an adult intentionally hurts someone, he will be sentenced.But Li Bo was underage, so he said that he would go to a juvenile detention center under such circumstances. No one knew where Li Bo went in the end. Anyway, he didn't continue to study in this junior high school.

As for Zhao Hai, he was probably afraid of being beaten by Wei Xiaofeng. He used to haunt nearby primary and secondary schools to grab money, but now he disappeared.

As he was about to graduate, Wei Xiaofeng was expelled due to such an accident. He was so angry with the old lady that he didn't talk to Wei Xiaofeng much for a month, but he still took care of his injured left shoulder.

Mao'er's grades were also affected. He didn't get a double hundred in the final exam and got two 99s.

The old lady has always attached great importance to grades and has high requirements for Maoer. Because Maoer did not take the double hundred exam this semester, Maoer was asked to study the third grade textbooks at home during the holidays, and he was not allowed to go out to play if he could not finish his studies.

After Wei Xiaofeng's shoulder recovered, he went to work in the car repair shop again regardless of the old lady's objection.He had always planned to learn the trade of repairing cars for a living.In other words, Wei Xiaofeng has never had a big goal. His idea at the time was to make Maoer and the old lady live more comfortably, and not let Maoer always wear clothes made of other people's leftover fabrics, and not let the old lady see I can't bear to spend money on a disease.As for himself, Wei Xiaofeng really didn't think too much about it, he felt that living like this, seeing Mao'er's pure and innocent face every day, and touching the bunch of stupid hair on the top of his head from time to time, it was good.

The following days went smoothly, Wei Xiaofeng's income increased, and the life of the family of three was not so tight, but the old lady's body was not as strong as before.

In a blink of an eye, Maoer has already entered the second grade of junior high school, and has reached the age of rebellion and tossing.At the same time, Wei Xiaofeng just passed his 22nd birthday and is full of energy.

"Wei Xiaofeng! You're spending the night outside again!" Maoer, who was wearing a school uniform, yelled at Wei Xiaofeng who had just entered the door. He didn't even call him brother, but called him by his full name.

Wei Xiaofeng has been working in the society for almost seven years, seven years have made Wei Xiaofeng more handsome, the hostility in his body has faded a lot, and he no longer looks down at others with his eyes.He would look good in a pair of short-sleeves and jeans, no wonder the butterflies around him flapped their wings and slammed into him.

No, he didn't return home at night, and he still smelled of cheap perfume. The ghosts knew what he did all night!

girl!

"Mao'er, I've brought you breakfast!" Wei Xiaofeng smiled flatteringly, and waved the breakfast bag in front of Mao'er's eyes. It was Mao'er's favorite food, fire spoon and creamy corn porridge.

"Don't think that breakfast can erase what you did last night! You smell bad!" Mao'er turned his head and put on his schoolbag and walked out.

I just heard the old lady shouting: "What about your brother?" After shouting, she coughed.

Wei Xiaofeng hurriedly put down his breakfast, and patted the old lady on the back: "Old lady, stop shouting, we don't know as much as a rebellious child!" Then, Wei Xiaofeng poured another half a cup of hot water for the old lady from the thermos, and I mixed it with some cold water, and felt that the water temperature was almost the same, so I handed it to the old lady.

After the old lady drank the water, she finally calmed down and began to talk about Wei Xiaofeng: "You are the same child, hooking up with naughty girls all day long! My old lady is not old feudal, you look for a girl who has a relationship with someone else's girl!" It’s okay to live a steady life! You don’t feel tired after changing every three days!”

"It's okay, I'm not tired." Wei Xiaofeng said with a smile.

The old lady spat and ignored Wei Xiaofeng.

"Old lady, let's have breakfast, the fire spoon is still hot."

At around six o'clock in the evening, Mao'er came back with a stinky face.

The hair grows slowly, the height of the second grade of junior high school is less than 1.7 meters, the face is plump, the skin is beautiful milky white, the eyes are big with double eyelids, the eyelashes are curled and long, and the hair is longer, it is a beautiful girl.

"Why did you come back so late?" Wei Xiaofeng said, who was resting at home for a day, "I remember that you finish school at five."

"Did you learn art from my grandma? You're so worried!" Mao'er put down his schoolbag without raising his head, his words were stinging.

well!If only this was always a little meat dumpling angel!Why does it grow crookedly into a little devil as it grows?Wei Xiaofeng sighed in his heart.

"Did you get your midterm exam results?" the old lady asked Mao'er, wearing reading glasses and holding a book in her hand.

Mao'er didn't answer, and took out a piece of octavo paper from his school bag and threw it to the old lady, which was the grade list.

The grade-conscious old lady didn't care about Mo'er's impoliteness, so she put on her reading glasses and buried herself in the rankings.

Even though Mao'er was rebellious, his grades were still very good, ranking first in the class.

The old lady didn't just look at the rankings, she looked at Mao'er's results one by one.

"The Chinese performance is still not good, and we need to work harder on Chinese in the future." The old lady is worthy of being a teacher, and she did not praise her, but directly pointed out her weaknesses.

Wei Xiaofeng also leaned over to the old lady, and was overjoyed to see his younger brother's name on the top.

"You did well! What do you want? I'll buy it for you!"

"I want you!" Maoer looked at Wei Xiaofeng for the first time since returning home, staring into his brother's eyes.

"Why? Why don't I show you a striptease?" Wei Xiaofeng stood up and made a gesture to take off his clothes, and said in a low voice, "Tell you, I have a great figure, and those girls like your abs the most!"

Mao'er raised his eyebrows: "I haven't finished talking yet, I want you...don't touch girls anymore!"

"... Maoer, we can't do this, your brother and I..."

"Two months, two months without falling in love with girls, let alone... let alone one-night stands!" Mao'er stretched out two fingers.

"Hey! Do you know about one-night stands?" Who brought his brother down!

"Can't you say it's true?"

Wei Xiaofeng gritted his teeth: "Success!"

Mao'er moved closer to Wei Xiaofeng and gave Wei Xiaofeng a loud kiss on the face like he did when he was a child.

"Hey, I said Maoer, you are fourteen years old, can we just hug and not kiss in the future?" Wei Xiaofeng's face was full of helplessness.

"No." Mao'er's face, which had finally cleared up, was about to become cloudy again.

Seeing this, Wei Xiaofeng hurriedly said, "Kiss kiss! It's okay to have a long French kiss!"

Since going to work, Wei Xiaofeng's mouth has become much poorer, he got rid of the facial paralysis of a sophomore boy, and has become much more cheerful, and he is also used to fighting with the group of people in the car repair shop.

Maoer gave Wei Xiaofeng a blank look, pulled out a manga from his schoolbag, and flipped through it.

"Why don't you do your homework?" Wei Xiaofeng didn't mean to urge Mao'er to study, but just asked casually.

"The homework was done at school."

"Oh, so you're late because you're doing homework at school?"

"Hmm. Brother, have you seen Naruto?"

"what is that?"

"Haven't you heard of Naruto?" Maoer said in surprise, "Manga!"

"Collections? Those are for children, your brother has grown up!" Wei Xiaofeng stretched out of boredom.

"When you grow up, hang out with naughty women all day long? Old pervert!" Mao'er gave Wei Xiaofeng a white look.

"Hey! You bastard!" After Wei Xiaofeng finished speaking, he went to the kitchen and brought the prepared meals into the house.

Mao'er has been quite annoying recently, adolescent boys basically have nocturnal emissions, or some boys directly work on their favorite female stars.

Because Maoer has always been excellent in both character and learning, the classmates who have a good relationship with him are also top students, and they are all focused on their studies. There is no such entertainment as Wei Xiaofeng and Fatty got together to watch movies.

In addition, the teacher doesn't talk much in the physical health class, and if he brings a sentence or two over, it's like not listening.

Therefore, Maoer really doesn't know much about this aspect.But he has been very annoying recently, he often has nocturnal emissions, and he always dreams of Wei Xiaofeng's face.Although he doesn't quite understand these things, but thinking about it casually, he understands that he should dream of a girl. How could he dream of a man?Or his brother Wei Xiaofeng...

The author has something to say: the transition to puberty and the finer period has to be done, hehehehe