[Wearing the Book] After being targeted by the top school grass

the other end

Outside the small shop in front of the school, Mo Jiu stood there with a blank expression like a wooden stake, holding worship supplies in one hand and a bouquet of gardenias in the other.

"Welcome next time."

The store door opened, and Bai Muyu strode out, then handed him the bread he just bought: "Here, here."

Mo Jiu glanced at her hands that had no free time, "I..."

Before he finished speaking, Bai Muyu tore open the bread package and put the bread to his mouth, "Thank you dad, dad has never fed anyone in his life."

Hearing this, Mo Jiu paused, his face that had been tense since morning finally changed a little, "Thank you, I'm not..." Hungry.

The last word was blocked by the bread that Bai Muyu stuffed directly into his mouth.

"Why so much nonsense? Hurry up and eat before Dad changes his mind."

Today is his younger brother's memorial day, and Mo Jiu is actually not in a good mood. Coupled with today's susceptible period, he has been feeling slightly irritable and hard to calm down. He has no appetite to eat all morning.

However, the taste of the bread stuffed into his mouth at this moment was average, but facing the fierce-looking kitten, he suddenly gained an appetite, silently lowered his eyelashes, and opened his mouth to take a bite.

Before he could swallow it, Bai Muyu stuffed the bread over again, and urged impatiently: "Hurry up, let me tell you, I'm a good student, don't expect me to skip class with you, We'll go and come back soon."

Mo Jiu raised his eyelids and glanced at him, then continued to eat silently, probably because the bread was too dry, and someone "feed" him too quickly, so he couldn't help coughing.

Bai Muyu conveniently stuffed another box of sweet milk, still relentless in his mouth: "You must have been a good person in your previous life, that's why you can get papa's service in this life, be grateful."

The corners of Mo Jiu's mouth couldn't help but twitched, and he took a sip with the straw in his mouth. The next second, his brows twitched.

The milk is very sweet, so sweet that my throat feels greasy.

He let go of the straw silently, his voice was a little hoarse after he hadn't spoken much in the morning: "Do you like to drink this?"

Bai Muyu opened her mouth, bit the straw and took a sharp sip, then said vaguely, "I like it."

Mo Jiu's eyelids twitched, "You... this is what I drank."

Bai Muyu disapproved: "Ah, I know."

"Then why did you..."

Bai Muyu glanced at him, "Are you sick?"

"No." Mo Jiu subconsciously shook her head.

"Then you are poisonous?"

Mo Jiu paused, "No."

"Wouldn't that work?"

Bai Muyu took out another piece of bread from the bag, and said while eating, "I didn't eat much in the morning, but my father is starving to death."

Mo Jiu: "..." Is this the point?

Looking at the kitten's bulging cheeks, he turned his gaze to the straw that the two of them had used together. His Adam's apple couldn't help slipping, and the glands in the back of his neck also jumped.

It's hard to imagine that such a fierce kitten would like such sweet things.

Bai Muyu finished the bread in twos, and then stopped a taxi by the side of the road: "Let's go, it's getting late."

The two got into the taxi, and the driver glanced at what Mo Jiu was carrying, and said, "Young man, are you going to the cemetery?"

Mo Jiu had no expression on his face, and his voice was cold: "Sacred Heart Cemetery."

The Sacred Heart Cemetery has a quiet and elegant environment, shaded by trees, and a peaceful and tranquil atmosphere.

When Bai Muyu followed Mo Jiu to the location, it was already 10 minutes later.

The two came to a tombstone in the middle of the mountain. Mo Jiu put down the things in his hand, and then silently began to clean up the weeds beside the tombstone.

There was no sadness or joy in the young man's eyes, but there was a faint vulnerability that could not be seen in his whole body.

Looking at him, Bai Muyu felt inexplicably upset, opened her mouth, but swallowed back the words that came to her mouth.

His gaze turned to the picture on the tombstone.

It was a little boy who was only about eight or nine years old. His overall facial features were very similar to Mo Jiu's, with a smile on his brows and eyes, and he looked very sunny.

The boy's name is engraved below the photo - Mo Ran.

A nice name.

After Mo Jiu cleaned up the weeds, he placed the flowers and tributes he had brought, and lit the incense candles. After everything was done, he stared at the picture of the tombstone without moving.

The sky had turned cloudy at some point, and the wind was a little strong. The flame of the incense candle was blown totteringly, as if it would be extinguished at any time, but it still stood tenaciously.

Bai Muyu couldn't stand the quiet atmosphere, coughed twice, and said to the tombstone, "Hi brother, I'm your brother's classmate, my name is Bai Muyu, I came to disturb you suddenly today, and I hope you don't take offense. "

"No." Mo Jiu said suddenly.

"What?" Bai Muyu didn't react for a while.

Mo Jiu tilted his head to look at him, his beautiful peach eyes were a little dark, "Xiao Ran won't blame you."

Bai Muyu was slightly taken aback.

Mo Jiu: "Don't you want to know why I brought you here?"

"why?"

"That's Xiaoran's meaning."

"Ah?" Bai Muyu was confused.

Mo Jiu's eyes turned back to the tombstone, and his eyes were slightly empty, as if he was recalling: "He said, when I become an adult, I will bring someone to see him."

[When my brother becomes an adult, remember to bring someone you think is cute to see me, I have something to give to my brother. 】

These are the original words in Mo Ran's suicide note.

Bai Muyu was stunned, "Why? Why me? Does he know me?"

Mo Jiu shook his head slowly without explaining too much.

Seeing him getting bored at this moment, Bai Muyu was a little annoyed, "You..."

"Little Nine?"

At this time, a slightly surprised male voice came from behind him.

Bai Muyu turned around.

Behind him, a middle-aged man in black, probably in his fifties, limped over with a bouquet of gardenias in his hand.

Behind him, two burly bodyguards also dressed in black followed suit.

When Mo Jiu saw someone coming, he grabbed Bai Muyu's hand and strode in another direction.

Caught off guard, Bai Muyu was dragged away by him: "Hey, what are you doing..."

"Little Nine..."

Behind him, a middle-aged man's voice came urgently, but Mo Jiu ignored it with a cold face.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man rushed to No. [-] bodyguard behind him and said, "Stop this brat!"

The No. [-] bodyguard was tall and burly, and blocked Mo Jiu in two or three steps, and said seriously, "Master, President Mo wants to see you."

Mo Jiu's expression sank: "Go away!"

The bodyguard shook his head.

Mo Jiu shook off Bai Muyu, and as soon as he raised his long legs, he kicked bodyguard No. [-].

No. [-] bodyguard didn't even blink his eyes, and easily dodged with a wooden face. Mo Jiu clenched his fists and continued to attack.

Bai Muyu, who was thrown aside, looked confused, why did he start fighting?

"Are you... an alpha?"

Just for a while, a middle-aged man came up to him, with a pair of peach blossom eyes very similar to Mo Jiu, staring at Bai Muyu strangely.

Bai Muyu sized him up secretly, vaguely guessing, "Who are you?"

The middle-aged man looked straight, and said, "I am Mo Jiu's father, Mo Bei."

After the guess was confirmed, Bai Muyu coughed lightly: "Hi Uncle, I'm Mo Jiu's classmate."

Mo Bei's expression became strange, "Student?"

Bai Muyu nodded: "We are classmates."

At this end, Mo Jiu caught a glimpse of the two chatting, closed his fist, strode over with a sullen face and pulled Bai Muyu, and said coldly, "Let's go!"

Mo Bei: "..."

He looked at Mo Jiu, very angry: "I haven't seen you for a week, you brat reacted like this when you saw me? Could it be that you really want to sever the father-son relationship with me?"

Mo Jiu's expression was slightly stiff, and he pursed his lips and turned his head away from him.

"you……"

Although Mo Bei was very angry, he still remembered that Bai Muyu was watching from the side, and took a deep breath: "Since we met today, let's go and get what Xiaoran left for you."

At this point, Mo Jiu had no choice but to leave, but he didn't respond, which was regarded as acquiescing.

Mo Bei put the gardenia in front of Mo Ran's tombstone, whispered a few words before turning around: "Let's go."

A group of people went down the mountain quietly, and there was no communication during the whole process. When they came down the mountain, Mo Bei knocked on the door of a wooden house.

"crunch..."

The door opened, and a middle-aged man about the same age as Mo Bei poked his head out.

Mo Bei: "Hello, do you still remember us?"

The middle-aged man only glanced at him, then turned his gaze to Mo Jiu, "Are you here to get something?"

Mo Jiu nodded.

The middle-aged man's eyes turned to Bai Muyu, and after carefully examining him, he asked Mo Jiu, "Is he the one you brought?"

Mo Jiu nodded again.

The middle-aged man glanced at Bai Muyu again, as if he was a little uncertain, "Are you...alpha?"

Bai Muyu was slightly taken aback, this... Mo Bei also said it just now.

He suppressed the doubts in his heart, and replied: "I am alpha."

The middle-aged man nodded, "Wait a minute." He turned and went back to the house.

After a while, he handed a slightly yellowed letter to Mo Jiu, "This is what Mo Ran left for you."

"letter?"

Mo Bei looked a little astonished, "Is there anything else?"

The middle-aged man shook his head: "Only letters."

Looking at the letter he handed over, Mo Jiu pursed her lips and reached out to take it.

"You can take it apart now." The middle-aged man said.

After waiting for this letter for six years, Mo Jiu opened it immediately without any nonsense.

However, when he opened the letter and looked at the contents above, his eyebrows gradually tightened.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Mo Bei was a little anxious, "What did Xiao Ran write?"

Bai Muyu stood beside Mo Jiu, looked at the contents of the letter, and said softly, "Brother, protect the light on your body."

Mo Bei frowned: "What does this mean?"

Mo Jiu pinched the letter, there was only this sentence on the huge piece of paper, he read it back and forth, but couldn't understand it.

"Do you know what that means?"

Mo Jiu looked at the middle-aged man, and said the first sentence after going down the mountain.

The middle-aged man shook his head: "I'm only responsible for keeping it."

Unable to get an answer, the group bid farewell to the middle-aged man and walked outside.

After watching everyone leave, the middle-aged man turned back to the house and opened a wooden box. Inside were two envelopes that were exactly the same as the ones he had given to Mo Jiu earlier.

Looking at the two letters, he sighed slightly, then closed the box, carried him up the mountain, and came to Mo Ran's tombstone.

Looking at Mo Ran in the photo, he couldn't help but sighed again, then opened the lid, took out the remaining two letters, and said softly: "He brought an alpha, and I have sent the letter as you said Give it to him, and return the remaining two letters to you."