On this sunny and breezy morning, the housekeeper who had just prepared breakfast looked up and saw his second young master walking down from the second floor with extremely ethereal steps and empty eyes like a zombie.
Xiao Yan followed his brother expressionlessly. Compared with Xiao Yan's chicken-coop-like hair, his brother's hair was combed meticulously. He carried his schoolbag on his shoulders and a bag that didn't look that heavy in his hands - you could guess it was Xiao Yan's schoolbag with your toes.
Seeing the housekeeper's worried look, Xiao Yan smiled slightly and called out very politely: "Morning, An Bo."
"Good morning, eldest young master; second young master, you too -"
Second young master, what terrible thing happened to you?
As if he didn't notice the housekeeper's puzzled look at all, Xiao Yan sighed heavily and sat down at the table with his shoulders drooped.
At this moment, the naughty kid had a gloomy face, his eyes were distracted, and there was a layer of light blue dark circles under his eyes. He was completely different from the heroic fighting cock before going upstairs last night. He sank softly in the chair like a ball that had been punctured. His eyes were erratic. He reached out and grabbed a piece of toast, looked at it, and put it down - grabbed a bottle of butter, looked at it, and put it down again - grabbed a glass of milk, this time put it under his nose and sniffed it like a puppy, and then put it down again.
A series of standard actions of a lunatic made Xiao Mo, who was sitting at the table drinking porridge, stunned.
Just when Xiao Mo was about to ask his son about his son's well-being with a look on his face like he was watching a magical species, Xiao Yan, who was carrying two schoolbags, also sat down next to Xiao Yan. He glanced at Xiao Mo - just this one glance, Xiao Mo was scared.
Sitting in his seat honestly and drinking his porridge.
After Xiao Yan gave Xiao Mo a sidelong glance that lasted less than half a second, he began to eat his egg and ham sandwich without looking away. Facing Xiao Mo's frequent inquiring glances from the edge of the porridge bowl, the older twin brother pretended not to notice anything.
The whole breakfast was as quiet as if their family was eating arsenic with rice, and the atmosphere was particularly heavy.
As the only one in the family who usually made a lot of noise and could barely be called "lively atmosphere", Xiao Yan was as sticky as if he had eaten rat poison today. He just stared at the empty plate in a daze. His cute and handsome little face was gloomy, full of the rhythm of "Strange people stay away", "Don't ask me what happened", "Whoever asks will die"-
Unfortunately, the person sitting next to Xiao Yan happened to be Xiao Mo, who was fearless, curious, and had a bad mouth.
After waiting for a while, Xiao Mo, who could no longer hold back, made a move. Facing the high-energy warning aura coming from Xiao Yan, the man slowly put down the bowl of porridge in his hand, first picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth elegantly, then his eyes swept across the table and finally fixed on the plate of toast... Xiao Mo paused, kindly took a piece of toast with butter and jam and put it into Xiao Yan's bowl, and asked in a very natural way: "Son, you last night--"
Are you seeing a ghost?
Xiao Mo couldn't finish his words, because when he said the first two words, the person sitting at the table had jumped up from the table as if a G-spot had been hit!
At this time, Xiao Yan's face was pale, and his beautiful amber eyes were full of panic. He quickly glanced at the black-haired man sitting at the table with a blank face. This time, he shuddered as if he had really seen a ghost. He retracted his gaze and bent down without hesitation to grab the schoolbag that Xiao Yan threw at his feet. He hurriedly said "I'm full" and turned to rush out the door. The series of actions were done in one go like flowing water. Thirty seconds later, there was a loud sound of the big iron door of the yard being closed heavily outside the door!
"..."
Everyone in the room was silent.
The most silent one was Xiao Mo - what is this for? I just started!
Xiao Mo, who was kind enough to care about the child but was treated like this, said that his self-esteem was hurt. He looked at Xiao Yan who was still sitting at the table with grievance. Xiao Yan... Xiao Yan of course ignored him. The eldest young master of the Xiao family did not even raise his head from beginning to end. Except for the pause when Xiao Yan slammed the door, his eyebrows did not even twitch from beginning to end. Until he finished his breakfast slowly and drank the fresh orange juice in the cup, he wiped his mouth, stood up, put on his schoolbag again, and said indifferently: "Xiao Yan had his first wet dream last night."
Xiao Mo's expression paused.
Xiao Yan raised the corner of his lips and showed a contemptuous smile: "Don't want to say something?"
"What did I say?" Xiao Mo raised his eyelids and glanced at his eldest son inexplicably, "Did he ejaculate while calling my name?"
Xiao Yan: "..."
Xiao Mo's face was serious: "Then it's none of my business."
It's simply impossible to communicate. Say hello to your home planet Namek for me. Xiao Yan turned around and decisively ended the conversation to save his IQ. He gave his father a cold look with an expressionless face: "Anyway, that's it. If there's nothing else, I'll leave?"
"Wait a minute!" Xiao Mo paused, "Do you want the cook to bring your brother some... red bean soup?"
Xiao Yan: "..."
Xiao Mo: "Ah? Do you want it?"
Imagining what Xiao Yan's expression would be when he opened the lunch box at noon and found red bean soup inside, Xiao Yan's icy little face finally collapsed. He sighed, curled his lips helplessly and said "boring", then walked out the door with his schoolbag on his back without looking back, leaving Xiao Mo sitting there alone.
It was not until Xiao Yan's back disappeared behind the door that the black-haired man numbly raised his hand and touched his chin——
After the ten-second sacred self-examination time before going to bed last night, Xiao Mo decided to seriously reform himself and be a good person from now on... No, he decided to be a good father——
Why did he end up being fooled by these two naughty kids even though he had a good attitude all morning? This is not rigorous and undisciplined... But then again, Xiao Yan's stinky kid was also like that. Wasn't it just a wet dream? Which cute boy hasn't had a wet dream? Why did he have to make it seem like the sky was falling and there would be no tomorrow and the world would end in the next second? What's the matter?
He looked at me like he saw a ghost——so rude!!! !!! !!! !!!
Xiao Mo sat alone at the table and pondered over the parenting experience as if he had a toothache. In the end, he didn't come up with any bullshit conclusion, so he had to blame it on the conclusion that "these two children are not ordinary people".
At this time, the man in a suit, Xiao Qi, came down the stairs and called out "Master Mo". Xiao Mo was stunned for a moment and then stood up, stretching slightly, his movements and expression were as lazy as a cat ready to stroll under the sun.
The black-haired man's expression made Xiao Qi, who was about to walk over, stunned again - his eyes, uncontrollably, stayed on the man's slender neck that was overly exposed because of the stretching action.
Perhaps Xiao Qi's eyes were too strange, Xiao Mo inexplicably raised his hand and touched his neck: "What's wrong?"
Xiao Qi lowered his eyes, hiding all the emotions in his eyes. He walked forward silently, stretched out his hand and gently took a short black hair from Xiao Mo's shirt collar, and spread it in his palm for the man to see clearly: "Nothing, I just saw a broken hair on Mr. Mo's collar."
Xiao Mo said "oh" and said thank you. At this time, the doorbell rang outside the door. Thinking that the treadmill ordered last night had arrived, Xiao Mo hurriedly answered the door with the housekeeper. When he reached the door, he turned around and called Xiao Qi, who was still standing there for some reason, to come and help.
...
For the next morning, Xiao Mo was immersed in the new treadmill and couldn't extricate himself.
Although he now has a tattered body that starts to feel out of breath after running for five minutes and starts to feel weak after running for ten minutes, he is confident that as long as he persists, beautiful muscles and strong arms will return to him sooner or later... Well, just thinking about it makes me a little excited!
Just when Xiao Mo was immersed in the beautiful fantasy of the future, he saw Xiao Qi hurriedly walked out of the house. Xiao Mo didn't think much about it and asked casually: "Where are you going?"
Xiao Qi paused, looking a little surprised that the man would ask this. He looked at him and paused. Looking at the man who was running slowly on the treadmill, his black hair was always dazzling under the sun. He was stunned for a while, and under Xiao Mo's urging eyes, he answered honestly: "The young master's school called just now..."
"Oh," Xiao Mo lowered his eyes and turned off the treadmill. When he got off the treadmill, his steps were a little unsteady and his legs were a little weak. Fortunately, he grabbed the handrail of the treadmill in time and didn't kneel down to Xiao Qi on the spot. At this moment, the black-haired man had to pretend to be very calm, "What happened to that stinky kid Xiao Yan?"
Xiao Qi: "..."
Xiao Mo: "What are you shocked about? This It can't be Xiao Yan who can make the teacher call to complain at this time, right? "
Thinking about it, it seems so. I don't understand why I have become so fussy recently. Xiao Qi frowned to himself, then lowered his eyes and answered respectfully: "In reply to Master Mo, the second young master had a fight with someone at school and broke his head, so..."
Xiao Mo said "oh" again, thought about it and felt that he was a little at a loss for words. He let go of the armrest of the treadmill and wiped his hands on his clothes. Then the man didn't raise his head and suddenly asked without a beginning or an end: "Did the matter at the venue last night be settled?"
"There is still a little account to be settled. It should be possible before dark tonight..."
"Then you go and look after them." Xiao Mo waved his hand to interrupt Xiao Qi's words, "I will go to Xiao Yan in person."
"Master Mo?"
"My son is in trouble, how can I not show up?" What's more, this guy saw me this morning and acted like he saw a ghost and I haven't settled the account with him yet. Xiao Mo smiled, turned around and walked into the house, saying as he walked, "Wait for me to take a shower and wash off the sweat on my body, you wait here for me, fifteen minutes, then you take me to Xiao Yan's school."
Xiao Qi: "..."
After walking two steps, there was no movement behind him. Xiao Mo raised his eyebrows and turned back subconsciously, but unexpectedly found that Xiao Qi was standing less than three meters behind him, staring at him in a daze.
"Xiao Qi?"
"Master Mo..."
Xiao Mo smiled slightly: "If you have something to say, please speak."
"Nothing," Xiao Qi lowered his eyes quickly, "I just feel that Master Mo seems to be a little different this time when he woke up... But it's a good thing."
Xiao Qi closed his mouth after he finished speaking. In his opinion, casually commenting on the master's affairs was already a very big overstep. He was even... ready to be sent to the punishment hall by the man.
However, after Xiao Qi waited for a while, he found that nothing happened - no anger, no questioning, and even less disgust and contemptuous sneers. He looked up in a daze, and under the sunlight, he unexpectedly looked into a pair of bright black eyes. In his impression, the eyes that never seemed to have any emotions were now stained with an undisguised gentle smile.
"People should be different after living again." The black-haired man raised his lips slightly, and said slowly and vaguely, "You can't go to the King of Hell and come back and still live in a daze."
...
Live in a daze?
Xiao Qi was silent.
"Master Mo, are you unhappy?"
"I think... I saw the sunset, that was my lost youth."
"..." Xiao Qi silently raised his head and looked at the scorching sun hanging high above his head.
"...It's just a joke, don't take it so seriously."
Xiao Mo looked at the man in the suit with a gloomy face, chuckled and said nothing more, and walked into the house without looking back.