The villain is my brother

The days of recuperation were as peaceful as a beautiful dream.

Shen Yebai thinks that Qin Moyu is a very magical person. After staying with such a boring person by his side for a long time, it seems that he has become alive.

Qin Moyu always has some weird ideas, just like a bag of snacks with different flavors, you can never imagine what novel experience he will bring you in the next second.

He would take Shen Yebai to the back mountain to catch fish, and stare at it for a long time, holding his breath, but after a lot of tossing, the fish fell into the river without catching him, and the fishing net that was thrown out caught him in the end.

Shen Yebai watched Qin Moyu struggling in the fishing net on the shore, but the more he struggled, the more desperate he looked, he laughed so hard that tears came out, he was thrown down by the exasperated Qin Moyu, and finally the two of them were tied tightly together by the fishing net, and Shen Yebai still fell silent. Yebai came out after cutting the fishing net.

Obviously, it was Qin Moyu who proposed to catch the fish, and it was Qin Moyu who failed to catch the fish, but in the end it was Shen Yebai who told the story for a week before coaxing Qin Moyu, who was so angry that he became a puffer fish.

For Qin Moyu's occasional petty temper, Shen Yebai was helpless and funny, but he loved it.

The days passed like this day by day, until that day Qin Moyu suddenly approached Shen Yebai mysteriously, and said with a little excitement: "Yebai! Do me a favor!"

Qin Moyu's scorching breath hit Shen Yebai's ear, causing Shen Yebai's heart to skip a beat.

"Tell me." Shen Yebai forced himself to calm down, not daring to look at Qin Moyu.

Qin Moyu didn't notice anything wrong with him at all, and was still talking about his "big plan" with great interest.

It turned out that the old Taoist priest made a kind of pastry for Qin Moyu yesterday. Qin Moyu liked it very much. He ate it while reading a book, but he accidentally got full and felt very uncomfortable.

After this matter was criticized by the old Taoist priest, he said that he was so big that he had no sense of propriety, and then he ruthlessly took away the pastry and refused to eat it for him.

Some things, if you give me something to eat, I think it's delicious, but if you don't give it to me, I want to eat it even more.

Thinking of yesterday's pastry, Qin Moyu smacked his mouth, and encouraged Shen Yebai to steal the pastry with him.

"Don't worry, if you steal it, I'll give you half." Qin Moyu patted his chest loyally.

Shen Yebai is not interested in cakes, but Qin Moyu is so happy that he must not lose his interest, so he agreed without hesitation.

Qin Moyu successfully recruited someone to join the group, cheered and hugged Shen Yebai excitedly.

"I love you so much! Yebai!"

Qin Moyu blurted out, completely unaware of the impact his hug had on Shen Yebai.

At the moment of being hugged by Qin Moyu, Shen Yebai almost forgot to breathe.

Not right.

It's not right.

Shen Yebai's rationality told him that he had fallen into a huge emotional fluctuation that he had never experienced before, but his mind became a mess, and only Qin Moyu's hug was left in his mind.

He just stood there stiffly with the puppet whose thread was broken, until Qin Moyu let go of himself, there was no reaction at all.

"Yebai?" Qin Moyu shook his hand in front of him suspiciously.

Only then did Shen Yebai react as if he had just woken up from a dream, but he didn't know where his rationality was lost: "Ah? What, what's wrong?"

"I said, can you attract Master's attention later, and then I can go around and steal the pastry?"

Qin Moyu spoke again patiently.

"Yeah." Shen Yebai agreed absent-mindedly with his heart in a mess.

Qin Moyu glanced at him suspiciously, but didn't say anything.

The plan went smoothly, and as soon as Shen Yebai walked outside the fence gate, the old Taoist who saw him chased him away with a stinky face, and angrily walked in front of Shen Yebai to warn him to stay away from Qin Moyu.

Shen Yebai was noncommittal to the old Taoist's threat, and saw Qin Moyu gesturing to him from a distance, turned around and left after saying a word.

"I won't leave Mo Yu."

This sentence almost didn't kill the old Taoist morale.

Qin Moyu, who stole the pastry, was very happy. In order not to be discovered by the master, he went to Shen Yebai's room to eat it.

You must know that although the old Taoist couldn't stand Qin Moyu's mischievous jokes and let Shen Yebai stay, but in order to keep out of sight and out of mind, he arranged Shen Yebai in the back mountain.

"Master's pastry is really delicious." Qin Moyu took a bite of the pastry with a satisfied face, and said happily, "I must find a Taoist partner who can cook in the future, hehehe."

"Really." Shen Yebai's heart moved, and the idea of ​​learning cooking suddenly came up.

"Yeah, it's amazing how good you can cook. You see, I can't learn it after studying for so long. Hmph, it's all because of my master's stinginess. If he had practiced for me a few more times, I'm sure I wouldn't be able to do anything now. "Qin Moyu pouted.

If the old Taoist heard this, he would definitely beat Qin Moyu angrily.

Where is the old Taoist stingy, it is clear that every time Qin Moyu learns to cook, he blows up the kitchen once.

But Qin Moyu, who worked hard to create a "very powerful" image in front of Shen Yebai, relied on the absence of his master, and let the old Taoist take the blame without any psychological burden.

As the saying goes, never speak ill of people behind their backs.

Just as Qin Moyu finished speaking here, the door was kicked open with a "snap".

"I said why did he suddenly come to me, and when I went back, the pastry was gone, and the brat was still slandering me behind my back! See if I don't beat you!" The old Taoist came as silently as a ghost When he reached the door, the white beard was blown away, and he came towards Qin Moyu aggressively.

"Not good! We've been discovered! Run quickly—" Qin Moyu shuddered, grabbed Shen Yebai with one hand, and held the pastry in the other, and rushed out through the back door in a hurry.

"Stinky boy! Don't run!" the old Taoist shouted.

"Aren't you going to call you? You think I'm stupid!" Qin Moyu turned around and made a funny face at him, and went into the back mountain forest without looking back.

"Run, run!" Qin Moyu walked like flying, and although Shen Yebai was being pulled by him, he was not behind at all. He grew up in the back mountain and he was most familiar with the terrain, so he threw away the old Taoist priest in a short while.

Qin Moyu turned around and saw that the old Taoist priest was still worried, and ran out for a while before stopping, and said triumphantly:

"Hey, I knew Master couldn't catch me."

Shen Yebai smiled, noticing that a leaf had fallen on Qin Moyu's head: "Don't move."

Qin Moyu didn't know why, but he was obedient and didn't move.

Shen Yebai took the leaf down, Qin Moyu scratched his face, and said with a smile, "Thank you! Yebai!"

Qin Moyu's smile was as bright as when they first met, but this time Shen Yebai's mentality has changed drastically.

Qin Moyu happily pulled Shen Yebai to sit on the rock, and took out the pastry again.

"Mo Yu."

Shen Yebai suddenly called Qin Moyu to stop.

"what's wrong?"

Qin Moyu tilted his head to look at him with clear eyes.

Shen Yebai's throat tightened, he suppressed that inexplicable emotion, and said, "I'm leaving."

"Ah?" Qin Moyu was so shocked by the sudden parting that the pastry fell to the floor, "Why are you leaving all of a sudden?"

"...some things need to be dealt with. Now that the injury is almost healed, it's time to go back." Shen Yebai pursed his lips, lowered his head and said.

Qin Moyu was a little disappointed, but he tried his best to smile and said, "It's okay, it's okay, if you have something to do, go first, and I'll wait for you to finish it before coming back!"

"Ah."

Shen Yebai pretended not to see the loneliness in Qin Moyu's eyes, but he had to leave.

Shen Mo was urging him to complete the plan, if he didn't leave, it might bring trouble to Qin Moyu.

and……

Shen Yebai gently put his hand on his chest when Qin Moyu couldn't see it, his eyes were only confused.

--What exactly is this.

…………

Shen Yebai's doubts back then were the same as Shen Mo's troubles now.

Shen Mo turned his head and stared blankly at Qin Moyu's side face.

His gaze moved down slowly, and landed on Qin Moyu's white hand.

Quietly, quietly.

Shen Mo held his breath, and gently placed his hand on the back of Qin Moyu's.

The feeling of skin touching made people tremble, Shen Mo's eyelashes cast a shadow, and his breathing became much softer.

Even though it was an extremely noisy night street, Shen Mo heard Qin Moyu's shallow and long breath hitting his heart.

One click, one click, another click.

Questions that no one could answer before were answered after silence.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Shen Mo's lips.

--what to do.

He raised his head and murmured in his heart:

I seem to fall in love with you too, Mo Yu.

…………

There was a leisurely little tune at the end of the shadow puppet show, and it was over when it was sung. The children chattered around the stage trying to stand on tiptoes to see the shadow puppets, while Qin Moyu slowly regained his senses from the shadow puppet show.

He felt Shen Mo's hand covering his own, and he frowned and pulled his hand out.

"Thank you." Qin Moyu got up and thanked Shen Mo for the bench, polite but alienated.

Shen Mo felt uncomfortable in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.

The shadow play was over, but the night was still long. The two walked side by side, Qin Moyu stopped and stopped, and finally stopped in front of a sugar painting.

"Please draw a..." Qin Moyu paused, not thinking about what he wanted.

"Lotus." Shen Mo said suddenly, and added, "Is Bingdilian okay?"

The sugar-painting man nodded honestly: "Yes, yes."

Qin Moyu was a little surprised that Shen Mo would also like this kind of thing, but he didn't think too much about it, and wanted to wait for the sugar painter to finish painting this before talking about the sugar painting he wanted.

"Young master, the painting is finished."

The sugar painter handed the sugar to Shen Mo, and Shen Mo thanked him for paying the money, then turned around and handed the sugar painting out.

"Give you."

Shen Mo said.

The sugar painting is strung on a bamboo stick, and the Bingdilian painting drawn in golden syrup is lifelike and very attractive.

Qin Moyu looked at Tang Hua and said, "Thank you."

The corners of Shen Mo's lips curled up slightly, and he handed the sugar painting a little further.

but.

"You can eat." Qin Moyu said lightly, then turned to ask the sugar painter for another sugar painting.

Shen Mo's hand holding the bamboo stick gradually tightened, he couldn't say a word, so he could only take the sugar painting back silently

"By the way, you still have this to take back." Qin Moyu suddenly remembered something, and took out the things Shen Mo gave him during the day from the storage bag.

It was the paperweight sent by Shen Mo.

"It's too expensive, I can't accept it."

Qin Moyu put the things in his palm and handed them out.

"It's not expensive, and I said I'll give it to you, so there's no reason to take it back." Shen Mo pursed his lips, very much resisting taking back the paperweight.

Qin Moyu looked at him persistently, neither joy nor sadness in his eyes.

Shen Mo suddenly understood something.

——Did you return it because it was expensive, or because it was a gift from him?