The sad life of escape brother

On the morning of a new day, Yaoshun opened his eyes, and his eyes shifted to the handsome face sleeping beside him, the veins on his forehead could not help but twitch.

A beautiful morning begins with a growl: "Go to hell!"

The bodyguards all looked understanding. It must be that the Duke has angered Mr. Michael again, and continued to maintain the patrol.

Yaoshun sat at the dining table with a gloomy face, looked at the many meals on the table, gnashed his teeth as he ate the food, and ignored Sebastian at all.

"Early in the morning, don't be so angry, and be careful not to damage your body."

Yaoshun, who was having a meal, let out a piercing voice to vent his anger.

"Brother, I told you not to come into my room."

He was familiar with Sebastian's breath, of course he wouldn't wake up while sleeping, so he let this guy take advantage of it.

"Well, I hear."

"So what happened this morning!"

A fork of beautiful silver was broken.

Sebastian responded with a bright smile on his face: "But I didn't agree." He caught the severed fork thrown at him with his fingers.

Just when Yaoshun was about to get angry again, his slender index finger suddenly pressed against his mouth.

"Do you want to go out with me?"

go out? !Yaoshun nodded without hesitation, almost suffocated at home.

Yaoshun suddenly recalled one thing, "I heard that I seem to be wanted by you, have you canceled it?" He didn't want to be invited into the police station for tea after a good shopping.

"When you came back, I revoked the arrest warrant, and I also clarified it with the police. It turned out that everything was just a misunderstanding. You are the good person who helped the rich man get back the tens of millions of diamond necklaces."

"You made up the good guys, the bad guys, and the diamond necklace."

The corner of Yaoshun's mouth couldn't help twitching. This guy even dared to command the police at will. He was really helpless.But those idiots still look at this guy with admiration. Is it true that everyone in this world is idiots except for tennis? !

"really."

Sebastian took Yaoshun's hand, covered it, and a beautifully colored bracelet appeared. Just from the bright diamonds, one can tell how expensive it is.

Sebastian gently placed a kiss on the cheek, "This is a gift to celebrate our reunion."

Yaoshun looked at this bracelet with disgust, it was so girly.

He was not a delicate girl, so he wanted to tear off the bracelet immediately, but was stopped by the person opposite.

"If you still want to wear the chain, I don't mind."

This is the threat of Chi Guoguo!

Yaoshun's hand that was about to tear off the bracelet slowly moved away, and he smiled and said, "Brother, when can we go out?"

Sebastian stroked Yaoshun's long hair, "Just now."

*******

street tennis.

Yaoshun and Sebastian watched a group of teenagers playing tennis in boredom.

The two teenagers said arrogantly: "Those present, is there anyone who is willing to challenge our doubles champion!"

"I'm here to fight you."

Everyone present heard this crisp and sweet voice, and moved towards the boy wearing hat and sunglasses in unison.

"We play doubles here." The two explained the rules of street tennis.

"clear."

About 170 teenagers elbowed the grown man who was whispering in his ear, seemingly unhappy at his obstruction.

"I believe I can handle you alone."

Yaoshun borrowed a pair of rackets from someone, and asked his elder brother to sit aside and watch how he bullied the children.

"It's too arrogant. If you lose, don't say we are bullying."

I didn't expect anyone to be more ostentatious than them.

"The same will be given back to you."

He still has this confidence, and the rules are clear after watching a few rounds of the game just now.

"Three rounds determine the outcome, and the game begins."

In the first game, Yaoshun was the server.

Yaoshun, who was wearing a white one-inch shirt, ignored everyone's persuasion and was unwilling to take off his hat and sunglasses, threw the ball into the air with his hands, and then hit the ball.

The speed of the ball was so high that even the opponent didn't expect it, so it fell into the opponent's court with a 'bump' sound.

The referee sounded: "0-15"

The boy in sunglasses hit the ball again and again with the same tricks, the speed was not slower than the first ball, on the contrary, it was faster and the opponent couldn't catch it at all.

"0-30"

Sebastian, who was sitting by the side, was asked by the spectators: "Your brother is very good at tennis, he must have learned it for a long time." The speed of this kind of ball is terrifying.

Sebastian smiled and said, "No, today is his first time playing tennis." He pointed in the direction of the boy in sunglasses, he was really a bully brother.

In less than 5 minutes, Yao took a hand by the way.

Now that it's the opponent's turn to serve, it might not be so boring.

"This is doubles, not singles. You can't win alone."

The opponent firmly believed in this truth, and quickly hit in another direction, thinking that he was about to win, but was counterattacked by the opponent.

"0-15"

The opponent expressed surprise, "Impossible." He obviously couldn't fight back, why did that person appear there so soon.

Yaoshun, who has a cheating device, feels that you are far behind.With such an unbelievably slow speed of the ball, he is ashamed to fight in front of him.

The three rounds were quickly won by Yaoshun.

Tennis isn't much fun either, Yaoshun seems a little bored.

After returning the borrowed racket, Yaoshun and Sebastian decided to leave the street tennis and continue wandering around.

It is really a strong man to win them without turning back with only one person's strength.

"We are Yulin Zhongquan and Ichikawa, which school you are the main candidate for when you report your name."

"My name is...Michael. I just came back from abroad and haven't started school yet."

Sebastian rubbed his forehead, and the younger brother started to fool people again.

"If you want to come to St. Rudolph Academy, I am Guan Yue, the manager of the tennis club of that academy. As long as you are willing to come, I promise you can be the main candidate of our academy." The boy fiddled with his curly black hair.

With the ball speed of this young man, it is very difficult for anyone in the whole country to catch it. He is a rare talent, and according to his brother, he is playing tennis for the first time.

This boy is a genius born for tennis.

Guan Yue's eyes became more and more scorching, as if he wanted to immediately bring the boy in sunglasses back to St. Rudolph to intensify his training, and become his trump card.

"I'm twenty, and I want to go to university."

Seeing that the group of teenagers behind seemed to want to recruit him into the school, they had no choice but to lie about his age to perfunctory them.

"You are lying!"

"Twenty?! Such a short man."

The brother who pointed out that he is short, do you want to take a trip to hell!

"Brother, let's go."

They can't even break a drop of sweat after a workout, they suck.

The boy in sunglasses and another man with extraordinary temperament left the street tennis, leaving them with amazed expressions.

Guan Yue sighed: "It's a pity." Then he also left Street Tennis.

Whether or not he lied about his age, there's no denying his talent.

Under the sunlight, the owner of the sparkling bracelet is resting in a coffee shop.

Sebastian tasted the thick coffee elegantly, while Yaoshun was playing with his mobile phone, and quickly scrapped a valuable mobile phone because of his high emotions and could not control his strength.

Sebastian looked at Yaoshun's discarded mobile phone speechlessly, he should buy a few more for storage in the future.

Yaoshun paused, looking at the broken phone in his hand, blushing, and touched his nose embarrassingly, "You can't blame me, the phone you bought is too fragile."

The waiter in the coffee shop stared at Yao Shun with wide eyes, this guest's strength is really extraordinary.

Sebastian drank his coffee calmly, "It's okay."

"Where else do you want to go?"

"I want to go to church."

At least say goodbye to the priest who took him in for nearly half a month.

For Sebastian, the name of the church was a bit harsh even if he said it, and his handsome face was unsurprisingly displeased.

The bell rang, and Sebas frowned after answering the call.

Her Royal Highness is really looking for something to do.

"I'll be home later, you do your thing."

He was too lazy to play hide-and-seek with his brother, one game was enough.

Hearing this sentence, Sebastian smiled and patted Yaoshun's head, his warm breath caressed Yaoshun's earlobe.

"I'll wait for you to come back."

Sebastian paid the bill and left the cafe.

Yaoshun went to the church to visit Father Yishan.

The boy in sunglasses pushed open the door of the church, walked in step by step, looked around, and saw only one person praying silently.

No, Ishan.

He's not in now?impossible!Yishan believes in God so much, and now that there are believers, he will not leave easily.

The person who was praying got up gradually, his purple eyes looked at Yaoshun who was wearing sunglasses and a hat.

Did he come to pray to God like him?

This is what the boy with purple blue hair thinks in his heart.When he raised his foot and wanted to leave, his originally strong foot seemed to have been drained of all strength, and he fell straight to the ground.

The purple-blue haired boy closed his eyes as if in despair, waiting for the pain to come.

Suddenly he felt his fragile body being supported by someone, and the cold body temperature passed through his skin and conveyed to his brain.

Realized he was safe.

Yaoshun asked, "Hey, are you okay?"

It seems that this guy is in a very bad condition, and he is still wearing this hospital suit.

"Help me to the chair, will you?"

No matter what, it was this boy who saved him from the pain of being injured by the fall.

Hearing this, Yaoshun spontaneously dragged the young man who was suspected to be dying to a chair in the church and sat down.

"Thank you, my name is Yukimura Seiichi."

"My name is Michael."

Yaoshun's lying can be regarded as familiar at first time and second time.

Yaoshun also took off his glasses and hat by the way, after all, it is impolite to face people like this.

After revealing his original appearance, even Yukimura Seiichi, the son of god who is usually called a beauty, couldn't help but marvel. Compared with himself, the title of beauty is more suitable for this young man.

"I'm looking for Father Ishan, have you seen him?"

"Ishan is my uncle, he will come over in a while."

There was the sound of running in the distance, slowly approaching the church. The young priest seemed to take a breath before stepping into the church.

"Jingshi, uncle is here."

Ishan stared at the angel who had disappeared for almost a week.At first, I thought that I would never see this adult again.

"...Master...My lord..." Yi Shang went directly to Yaoshun and knelt down.

This guy didn't see that his nephew was still here, so he just knelt in front of him, did he want to die! !

"Ishan get up."

Yaoshun rubbed his forehead with a headache, sometimes too much faith is not a good thing.

Yukimura Seiichi didn't understand why his uncle would kneel down to a boy who was almost the same as him, and his mind was full of puzzlement.

Yishan knelt down and begged: "My lord, please save Jingshi's illness." With the ability of Lord Angel, there must be a way to cure Jingshi and restore his body to how it was before.

Yaoshun stopped urging Yishan to get up, he is not a bad person, because this kind of person usually dies faster than others.

Then looking at the boy from Yukimura who was sitting in doubt, it seemed that Yishan was very observant of their agreement and didn't tell anyone about him, including the boy in front of him.

Putting up a finger and appearing in front of Ishan, "Just once." For the sake of this guy adopting him for half a month, and for the sake of the house destroyed by him and his brother, he should help with this.

"Uncle, what are you talking about?"

Yukimura Seiichi was kept in the dark and didn't know what to say at all.

"Thank you sir."

"No, there will be no next time."

The door of the church and all the windows were tightly closed by Ishan, and he helped Seiichi Yukimura into the room of the church.

"Jingshi doesn't need to say anything, just trust this lord."

"Okay." He believed that his uncle would not harm him, not to mention that he also hoped that the illness would get better from the bottom of his heart.

Does God really want to save him?

Yukimura Seiichi looked at Yaoshun with hope, if he could really save him, he would pay any price as long as he could recover.

For Yaoshun, as long as his limbs are not severed, everything is fine.

The white light in the palm of the hand appeared again, and the black eyes focused on healing the patient.

Avoiding disturbing the treatment of the two of them, Yishan held back his amazement, his eyes full of admiration.

The unattainable Lord Angel is willing to use his strength for his nephew, he is really grateful.

Drops of sweat drenched the white shirt of the noble black-haired boy, and finally stopped the treatment with his hands, and took a breath to the side.

The disease was really tricky and took him a lot of time.

Yishan hurriedly asked: "Jingshi, what do you think?"

Yukimura Seichi shook his hand, and slowly got off the bed. He could feel that his illness had been completely eliminated, and there was no sequelae.

"My illness is cured."

Yukimura Seiichi showed a happy smile.

Yishan was so happy that tears dripped down his face: "It's all thanks to the help of... my lord."

Yukimura Seiichi bowed to Yaoshun, "Thank you, Mr. Michael." No matter what his origin is, he helped him get rid of this disease.

The angel he saved unintentionally turned out to be the Archangel Michael, and Yishan was full of shock at this moment.

Yaoshun started to step outside, "Ishang, take care of yourself, I'm leaving." My brother must be waiting for him to go back at home, if he doesn't go back, I don't know what kind of madness I will go after waiting for a while.

Yishan: "Master Angel, you should also take care of yourself."

The young man gave them a beautiful smile, and disappeared in place as if he had transformed into the wind.

The appearance of the boy is like a dream.

A beautiful white feather fell on Yukimura Seiichi's hand. He turned out to be an angel.

Yukimura Seiichi held Shiraha in his hand, and looked in the direction where it disappeared.

[Thank you for letting me get rid of this disease. 】

[Thank you for giving me the opportunity to return to the tennis court. 】

【Thank you very much. 】

Many years later, there was a beautiful portrait hanging in Yukimura Seiichi's home, it was a smiling young man with black hair.

Many people were willing to buy this painting at a very high price, but Yukimura Seichi rejected them all.

Yukimura Seiichi cherishes this painting very much. This is a boy who changed his life.

That is a boy who is more noble than anyone else.

It was a smile that no one could imitate.

Because that is the smile that belongs only to angels.

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