My nemesis brother looks at me very strangely

In the quiet night, the two teenagers sat side by side on the steps, looking at the shop across the street with one hand propped on their chin in the same movements. Ning Nanjia put one hand on Jiang Beiyu's shoulder, turning his face to talk to him from time to time.

Jiang Beiyu frowned slightly, with a frustrated expression, drooping long eyelashes and remained silent, as if he didn't agree with what he said. Ning Nanjia said a few words in a row, but he didn't answer.

The two seemed to have a disagreement over something.

At first, Fei Yibo thought that the two little bastards were disturbed by the impulsive behavior that came out in a moment of heat, so they had an argument. When he got closer and heard what Ning Nanjia was saying, his face immediately turned black.

"Hey, don't be like this, that restaurant is really spicy, if you eat it, it will kill you."

"Let me tell you a secret. Once Fei Yibo didn't believe in evil and went to eat their signature spicy crayfish. His mouth was swollen like a hot dog. He hid at home for a week and dared not go out to meet people."

"Well, if you don't believe me, let me show you the photos."

Seeing that Jiang Beiyu was still puffing up his face, Ning Nanjia had no choice but to take out the phone, and just after unlocking it, someone slapped the back of the head moderately.

A thin layer of anger accumulated in his eyes in an instant, and he was about to see which grandson dared to touch him, when he heard Jiang Beiyu raised his head and called softly, "Brother Fei."

The anger stopped there, and when Ning Nanjia turned his head, he saw Fei Yibo standing behind him with a sullen face, with complicated emotions on his face, and after looking back and forth between him and Jiang Beiyu, he lowered his eyes and said One sentence:

"Let's go, go back."

Ning Nanjia answered "Okay", then pulled Jiang Beiyu's wrist to lift him up, bent down and gently patted his dusty trousers, then stretched out his hand to Fei Yibai,

"Where's the coat?"

He just called Fei Yibai, this guy went out to discuss business without a mobile phone, Zhong Yan answered it, told Fei Yibo to pick him up at the station, and told him to take a coat at the same time.

Fei Yibo was so preoccupied with the disaster Ning Nanjia caused, he didn't remember it at all, "I just went out to discuss business, where can I get you a coat? If you are a big man, you will die if you are cold." no?"

His gaze fell slightly on the black jacket on his body, Ning Nanjia raised his chin, "Give me the jacket."

Fei Yibai was so irritable that he wanted to hit someone, he took off his coat and threw it to him. Just as he was about to scold something, he saw Ning Nanjia shook off his coat and covered Jiang Beiyu body, and carefully smoothed his collar.

Fei Yibai, who had been stuffed with dog food for no reason, couldn't help but rolled his eyes. As soon as he turned back, he met Jiang Beiyu's slightly apologetic eyes,

"I'm sorry, Brother Fei."

It is very different from Ning Nanjia who shows all his temper on his face and can beat and scold at will. Jiang Beiyu looks well-behaved, but has sharp edges and corners. On the surface, he seems to be the one who is protected, but in fact he is carrying all the things. .

This style of behavior is somewhat similar to that of Zhong Yan.

Maybe it was because of his love for the house and his crow, Fei Yibo couldn't be too harsh on him, so he waved his hand to comfort him,

"It's okay, since you called me brother, I didn't treat you as an outsider."

On the way back, maybe he was a little tired after sitting in the car for too long, Jiang Beiyu leaned on Ning Nanjia's shoulder, and fell asleep after a while.

When the car stopped in front of the cafe, Ning Nanjia tried to shout but failed to wake him up, so he simply picked him up and walked upstairs.

Zhong Yan had already prepared a few small dishes, and after watching Ning Nanjia carry Jiang Beiyu into the bedroom, he explained to Fei Yibai, "I'll go back to the company to deal with some things, and remember to let them eat later. something."

Fei Yibo thought that he wanted to avoid suspicion again, and immediately blocked his way with a frown, "Now they all know about our relationship, there is no need to live separately."

In the end, he pulled the hem of his clothes pretending to be pitiful and coquettish, "It's so cold to sleep alone, wife."

Seeing his shameless appearance, Zhong Yan curled the corners of his lips helplessly, straightened his body and explained: "I really have something to do, I'll come back after finishing it, I don't want to live separately."

Hearing what he said, Fei Yibo was completely relieved. After sending Zhong Yan out, he slightly restrained the emotions on his face, and with a press of eyebrows, he instantly switched back to a serious look.

Just as he was about to call out Ning Nanjia for a lecture, when he turned around, he saw Ning Nanjia standing with his long legs leaning against the door, with an unpredictable expression on his face, and he didn't know how long he had stood there.

As if guessing Fei Yibai's inner activities, Ning Nanjia explained unconvincingly, "I didn't hear much, just one or two sentences."

Although it is a bit embarrassing, but at this juncture, Fei Yibo doesn't have much time to think about it,

"Where's Ah Yu? Zhong Yan cooked, and you two probably haven't eaten much, so let's eat first."

Whether it is beating or scolding, it must be done after eating, this is the rule of the Fei family.

Ning Nanjia shook his head, "Ah Yu has a low fever and wants to sleep, let's eat after he wakes up."

Fei Yibai happened to have something to talk to him alone, so he helped him find antipyretics, and after he went in and fed Jiang Beiyu the medicine, he called him to the balcony.

Ning Nanjia could more or less guess what Fei Yibo was going to say. Looking at Fei Yibo's serious and silent face under the night, he preemptively said,

"Uncle, I think you and Brother Zhong Yan have experienced so much, you should understand me and Jiang Beiyu better than anyone else."

Fei Yibo took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it and took two puffs, then asked him while exhaling the smoke,

"Then how do you think I should understand you? Help you to persuade your grandma to accept Jiang Beiyu?"

Ning Nanjia was speechless for a moment, and it took a long time before he said something slowly, "At least, don't persuade me to separate from Jiang Beiyu, or we will leave immediately."

The hand holding the cigarette paused slightly, Fei Yibo's eyes showed a mocking anger, "Leave? Where can you go if you leave?"

After extinguishing the firework in his hand, he turned around and stared straight at Ning Nanjia's seemingly calm but actually childish and green eyes.

"Ning Nanjia, how old are you? You are 17 years old, not 27 or 37 years old. You have not matured yet, and you came out publicly and eloped? You haven't finished high school, where are you going?"

"If you run into trouble and hit someone, have you ever thought about the consequences?"

"Even if you don't care about your grandparents and your own future, what about Jiang Beiyu? A pampered young master, why should he lose everything for you? You are selfish, not liking."

The last sentence abruptly poked a bloody hole in Ning Nanjia's heart.

Maybe it's because of the experience that Fei Yibo can always stab the knife into the softest part of his heart so easily, and knows how to say it to make him feel the most uncomfortable.

Looking at Ning Nanjia's bloody face gradually faded to nothing, Fei Yibo was also having a hard time. After leaning over and patting his shoulder lightly, he sighed,

"Although telling you the bad news at this time will undoubtedly make things worse, I can't be the master. Tongtong just sent me a message saying that your grandma has entered the hospital and the situation is not optimistic."

His thin shoulders trembled slightly, Ning Nanjia pursed his mouth and said nothing. After Fei Yibai entered the room, he stood alone on the balcony for a long time.

When he returned to the bedroom, Jiang Beiyu had already woken up, sitting on the edge of the bed hugging the quilt, the light and shadow reflected his thin and broad shoulders a little thin.

He walked over and touched his forehead lightly, and after making sure that it wasn't too burnt, Ning Nanjia wiped off the thin sweat from his temples with his fingertips, and asked him in a soft voice,

"Are you hungry? Would you like something to eat?"

Hearing his voice, Jiang Beiyu's dark and narrow eyes gradually focused, then slowly raised his eyes, grabbed Ning Nanjia's palm and touched it in his palm, he pursed his somewhat dry mouth:

"Your hands are so cold."

"Well, I just had a little wind on the balcony."

It seemed that Jiang Beiyu's eyes looked a little wet because of sweating all over. He raised his head and looked at Ning Nanjia for a while, then he suddenly said, "I want to go for a walk, can you accompany me?"

There was nothing wrong with Ning Nanjia, he went to the closet to find a set of clean clothes and changed them for him, and the two of them went out.

City C is still lively late at night, and a wide variety of specialty food stalls occupy most of the coastline.

There was no one on the beach, and Ning Nanjia followed Jiang Beiyu, and he and he walked towards the seashore. When they reached the familiar rock pile, Ning Nanjia was in a daze, and Jiang Beiyu turned around. said something,

"Brother Nanjia, I'm going to buy something to drink, you wait here for me."

Before Ning Nanjia could speak, he turned and walked to the nearest canteen.

For a long time, Ning Nanjia came to this sea in winter, and it was the first time in summer. Looking at the rising and falling tide on the side of the rock, and feeling the salty sea breeze blowing in front of him, he felt a little heavy. It calmed down a bit.

Holding the rock to turn over, he bent down to find the place where he used to carve.

After a while, Jiang Beiyu came back carrying a red plastic bag, watching him dig out a can of beer, Ning Nanjia slightly raised his eyebrows,

"drink wine?"

Jiang Beiyu nodded, wiped off the tab of the beer can with a paper towel, then opened it and handed it to him, "Can you drink it?"

He looked down at the other drinks in the plastic bag. Anyway, although the brands were different, they were all beer. It seemed that there was no other choice. Ning Nanjia took a sip and watched Jiang Beiyu take out a can and opened it softly. Just a reminder,

"You haven't eaten, don't drink too much."

Jiang Beiyu nodded obediently, and sat on the sand with him.

There were some deep and shallow footprints on the sand soaked by sea water. With the ebb and flow of tides, the prints were gradually filled up. Ning Nanjia noticed that the shape of the edge of the sea water was interesting, so he poked Jiang Beiyu with his finger shoulders,

"Look, what does that look like?"

Jiang Beiyu followed his gaze, identified it carefully, and then replied, "It looks like a chicken."

Ning Nanjia couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Don't be pornographic, I won't be able to save you when the Sea God takes you back to be his wife."

Jiang Beiyu explained helplessly, "I'm talking about the clucking chicken."

Ning Nanjia still thought it was funny, put his arm on his shoulder and smiled like a fool, "Jiang Beiyu, why do you crow so much like a rooster? Did you secretly learn it?"

Jiang Beiyu blushed from his smile, and finally couldn't help but pinched his chin and bowed his head to kiss him.

[The author has something to say]: There is another chapter that will be published later, because I will go out for dinner later, and those who are interested can guess the direction of the plot.