After losing his memory, he was chased by his green tea ex-boyfriend

"—I don't want the world to change me anymore."

Mu Shaoai's appearance reminded Mu Jingzhou of the incomparably lively boy before the car accident.

Before the car accident, the relationship between Mu Jingzhou and Mu Shaoai was not very good.

When Mu Shaoai's accident happened, Mu Jingzhou had just finished his graduation project and planned to return to China. He suddenly received a call from his mother, and he flew back from abroad overnight.However, when he rushed to the hospital, the operation was over, and Mu Shaoai was sent to the ICU.

Through a glass, seeing his younger brother lying lifeless on the hospital bed, only relying on the ventilator to maintain his life, Mu Jingzhou suddenly realized that life is such a fragile thing.

Those jealousy and resentment in the past are just a wisp of misty smoke in the face of real life and death.

He regretted it, regretted that he never tried to understand Mu Shaoai, regretted that he poured all his negative emotions on Mu Shaoai when he couldn't handle the pressure...

That is his own brother, the only brother he is connected by blood, the closest person in this world.

Fortunately, fate is not so cruel, and everything can be saved in time.

The image of Mu Shaoai lying on the hospital bed flashed in front of Mu Jingzhou's eyes, and some kind of mighty emotion swept through his heart, even forcing hot tears from the corners of Mu Jingzhou's eyes.

Mu Shaoai didn't expect his brother's reaction to be so big, and he was shocked for a moment.

He hesitated for a moment, but then he mustered up his courage, dragged his legs and walked forward, slowly put his arms around Mu Jingzhou's shoulders, and gave him a half hug.

With a rare soft voice, he asked cautiously: "Brother, so we're fine... right?"

Mu Jingzhou was almost amused by his gesture like embracing a fragile object.

He hugged him back forcefully, pulled him into his arms tightly, then rubbed the back of his brother's head, and said softly, "Well, we're fine."

He didn't want his younger brother to see his embarrassed side, so he hugged Mu Shaoai silently for a while, until he had completely calmed down, then let go, and patted him on the shoulder in relief: "I understand."

He will respect his brother's choice.

Mu Shaoai breathed a sigh of relief, took a step back and imitated his posture and stood on the desk, bowed his head in silence, struggling with the folds of his shirt.

No one spoke, something unresolved remained in the room.

"You—" Mu Jingzhou hesitated again and again, clenching his teeth like sore teeth, and asked with obvious reluctance: "So, you, the person you said you wanted to love just now...means him?"

He pointed to the floor with his index finger.

He was referring to Qi Fengyu.

Mu Shaoai bit her lower lip, restraining her shame from revealing her heart, but still nodded honestly: "Well, I still... like him quite a bit."

The tone at the end of the sentence is very light, like a snowflake melting in the palm of the hand, revealing an indescribable relaxation, as if just mentioning that person relaxes the tight string on his body a little. .

Mu Jingzhou's heart sank, and the corners of his lips drew a serious downward arc, revealing a little struggling emotion, which Mu Shaoai saw.

"Brother?" Mu Shaoai suddenly remembered his unusually abrupt question just now, the corner of his forehead twitched slightly, and he asked seriously, "What's wrong with him?...Do you know something?"

Being pressed by him, Mu Jingzhou felt even more headache.

"It's not that kid's problem..." He stammered, "It's not him, it's you, Shao Ai. Don't you think he looks too much like a person?"

Mu Shaoai was dumbfounded by his words, and asked blankly: "...Who? Who does he look like? If I had met him before, I would never forget it."

Qi Fengyu's face that made his heart beat faster just by looking at it flashed in his mind - perfect facial features, dark and clear eyes, thin waistline, straight and slender legs...

There was no part of his body that Mu Shaoai didn't like.

So why look for someone else's shadow?

He is the best.

Of course, the phantom in your heart shouldn't be considered a human being, right?

Mu Shaoai felt a little guilty.

Mu Shaoai fell into deep thought and failed to notice the sudden change in Mu Jingzhou's expression.

Mu Jingzhou clasped the lower edge of the desk tightly with both hands, froze all over, tried his best to adjust the sudden rapid heartbeat, and begged his younger brother not to notice his abnormality.

Too many words will be lost.

He almost forgot that when he and his parents found out that the child had disappeared, he and his parents replaced all Mu Shaoai's memories of him...with that little girl named Yu Wanwan.

To this day, Mu Jingzhou still feels that his parents' decision back then was correct.

It was obvious that Shao Ai was hit by a car because of that boy, but he left after sending Shao Ai to the hospital, and he didn't even visit Shao Ai once... Even if the two of them have always been each other My younger brother is so hot about shaving his head, but he still has half of his life-saving grace, how can he be so ruthless?

However, Shao Ai still lost his memory after waking up. How could they just watch their children fall headlong into it again like that?

So the lie has naturally replaced the truth.

They told Mu Shaoai that the car accident was just an accident.

The person he had an unrequited love for was a little girl named Yu Wanwan.

Not to mention the death certificate he found later, let Shao Ai know the truth now...

There are only disadvantages and no advantages.

Mu Jingzhou rubbed his fingers under the table shaft, and changed the topic calmly: "No one. It's just that you have never been serious to anyone other than Yu Wanwan in the past so many years... Suddenly, I am a little Not suitable."

Mu Shaoai couldn't help squinting at him, "Brother, you told me to let go of the past before, and now I've finally come out of the past, isn't this a good thing?"

Mu Jingzhou's hands resting on the edge of the table relaxed without a trace.

It would be great if my brother could figure it out.

"Okay, if you say it's a good thing, it's a good thing." Mu Jingzhou patted his shoulder resignedly, and ended the topic, "There's nothing else, remember to call my dad up before you leave, and... ..."

"What?" Mu Shaoai had already got up to leave, but was stopped by his stiff turn, and turned to look at him again.

Mu Jingzhou lowered his head and stared at the carpet in the study, as if a virgin would emerge there in the next second.

He gritted his teeth and said very quickly: "...Apologize to that kid for me."

Mu Shaoai reacted for a moment, and then the corners of his lips curled up involuntarily.

He deliberately embarrassed him, "Oh, so you also know that your behavior just now was not good?"

Mu Jingzhou waved his hands angrily, "Hurry up, you brat with your elbows turned outward."

As he spoke, he went around the desk and sat down in front of the computer, pretending to be about to get down to business, and didn't give Mu Shaoai the chance to continue watching his jokes.

Mu Shaoai still couldn't hold back, and snickered for a while before leaving the study.

On the way home, Mu Shaoai sank into the seat relaxedly, propped his chin with one hand, traced Qi Fengyu's profound facial features with his peripheral vision, and remembered what his brother said.

The coexistence of gentleness and stubbornness in Qi Fengyu's body is indeed somewhat similar to that of Yu Wanwan.

However, Mu Shaoai can be sure that that kind of thing is not what he is really looking for.

He felt that what Qi Fengyu attracted to him was never just his skin, not just his gentle temperament, but something deeper, something like a human essence.

He seeks and longs for that essence.

It was something Qi Fengyu was trying to hide.

However, it doesn't matter, sooner or later he will clean up this person from the inside to the outside, and let him submit to his feet willingly.

Mu Shaoai slightly bent his lips.

When Qi Fengyu peeked over again, Mu Shaoai suddenly turned his head and grabbed him: "If you want to ask anything, just ask, I will answer whatever I can."

"Uh..." Qi Fengyu hesitated, as if thinking about how to speak.

Mu Shaoai was not in a hurry, and passed him another step: "By the way, my brother asked me to apologize to you on his behalf. He shouldn't vent his anger towards me on you."

Although his brother didn't say that in his original words, but...

Regardless, Mu Shaoai has the final interpretation right anyway.

A trace of surprise flashed across Qi Fengyu's eyes, obviously, he didn't think there was anything special to apologize for Mu Jingzhou's behavior.

This is different from what he imagined.

Whether it was the heir of the Mu family who would apologize, or the kind and friendly Mu Yan and his wife, none of them fit his impression of the Mu family at all.

"Your family, they have always been like this... um—" Qi Fengyu thought about the appropriate words.

"—Ordinary?" Mu Shaoai answered, smiling lightly.

This tacit understanding made Qi Fengyu slightly relaxed. He nodded, still confused: "Yes, they are very ordinary. I thought that with your family background, your family should be very particular, and so is your brother, I mean—"

Speaking of this, his voice suddenly became light as a feather, but there was something heavy hidden inside, "You two seem to have a very good relationship, and it's not because of the family's wealth..."

He couldn't say what happened next.

What he saw today was different from what he had imagined.

He always thought that Mu Shaoai didn't like that family, nor did he like the people in the family.

He knew that he had a bad relationship with them, and he also knew why that young man chased him desperately like he was grasping at the last straw.

— because of loneliness.

But seven years later, everything has changed.

He is no longer his only one.

Qi Fengyu lowered his eyes, hiding the violent desire at that moment.

That terrible desire and the conflict of extreme restraint fought together, combined into something thin and misty around him, hanging down like a layer of translucent wings...

Incomparably fragile, yet incomparably strong.

It is a pain that can be seen at a glance.

Mu Shaoai's fingertips moved convulsively, and for a moment he wanted to reach out and touch his shoulder lightly, but felt inexplicably that he would be rejected.

He was really not good at dealing with this kind of situation, and he didn't even know what happened to Qi Fengyu all of a sudden, so he could only look away slightly, and tried to continue the previous topic in embarrassment: "Jing Zhou is indeed a good brother, but isn't that what brothers are like? Is it? If you have a brother, you will definitely be a good brother."

The trembling of Qi Fengyu's whole body froze suddenly, his neck seemed to be rusted and he turned with difficulty to look at the people around him.

Killing hearts.

He can really talk.

He is indeed a good brother, he personally sent his half-brother to prison...

That kind of good brother.