Meet Allure

The shepherd mother showed no signs of waking up, and Mu Qingyang kept guarding by her bedside, without moving at all, until Mu Qingyue arrived.Mu Qingyue was carrying a drawing board on her back, her thin shirt was half soaked with sweat, her hair was as thick as ink, her eyes were cold and burning with anxiety alternately, but they were all extinguished when she met Shang Mu Qingyang's calm and calm eyes.

Mu Qingyue was still panting, gritted her teeth to maintain a steady breath, but it was obviously not very successful, "Mom...what's the situation?"

"Hypoglycemia, hepatitis." Mu Qingyang's tone was official like a machine.

Mu Qingyue's original anger could not be condensed under such a mechanical gaze, and after returning to the nest rationally, Mu Qingyang was much calmer.Mu Qingyue gently put the things on her back into a corner of the ward, sat down against the wall, let out a breath, and calmly said: "Do you want to go? Mom probably doesn't want to see you in this state." ridicule.

Mu Qingyang frowned slightly, with a business-like attitude: "I'll ask for leave, and you go back to the base for class."

"Take your mother's class!" Mu Qingyue couldn't help cursing in a low voice, "Did you feel like Mu Qingyang, the same as before, always the same."

Mu Qingyang ignored Mu Qingyue's words, "Go back."

Mu Qingyue was furious, and gritted her teeth, "Why!"

"Just because I'm your brother." Mu Qingyang went to the place where Mu Qingyue put his things, and picked them up one by one for him. Mu Qingyue jumped off the chair, stepped forward to take back her things, staring with bloodshot eyes Mu Qingyang: "Just because you are my elder brother! Just because you were born so much earlier than me, I will keep chasing after you. If something happens to my mother, I will act like a fool!"

Mu Qingyue vented all the grievances accumulated for many years, but Mu Qingyang turned a deaf ear to it, like a person who can't feel emotion, pulling Mu Qingyue's arm to pull him out, Mu Qingyue entangled desperately, Wen Cheng opened the door At that time, the Mujia brothers almost wrestled together in front of the shepherd's mother's bed. Wen Cheng quickly glanced at the shepherd's mother, and saw that there was no sign of waking up, and his heart was half relieved.

Then Wen Cheng hugged Mu Qingyue with one hand in his arms nearby, Mu Qingyang was afraid of knocking on Wen Cheng's wound, so he let go of Mu Qingyue's hand.

Mu Qingyue was startled, subconsciously trying to break free, Wen Cheng yelled in a low voice: "Don't move around. Do you think your mother will be happy when she wakes up and sees this?"

After Mu Qingyue struggled for a while, the thin coat had already slipped halfway down. He panted heavily and looked at the shepherd mother, and then struggled again, "Don't touch me." .

While Mu Qingyue was arranging her clothes, Wen Cheng said to Mu Qingyang: "After the relationship is settled, I will arrange the best doctor for...Auntie as soon as possible. Don't worry, the problem...isn't big."

Mu Qingyue, who had just tidied up her collar, heard this, glanced at Wen Cheng, then at Mu Qingyang, who was also looking at him, and their eyes met in mid-air, Mu Qingyue coldly Look back.He suddenly didn't understand what his persistence was for just now, it was clear that Mu Qingyang was right, he really couldn't do anything by staying here.Like a naive child.

Shamed and annoyed, unwilling and resentful, Mu Qingyue lowered her head and put her drawing board on her back, and left the ward without saying a word.

Mu Qingyang looked at Wen Cheng, and finally Wen Cheng smiled nonchalantly and asked, "What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you tonight."

"I'm free, my mother has arrangements for nurses here," Mu Qingyang tried to act as normal as possible, "As for... my brother, he's a little sweeter."

"Okay." Wen Cheng didn't have much time to stay in the hospital, kissed Mu Qingyang's forehead lightly, and put his hand on Mu Qingyang's ring-wearing hand.

Mu Qingyang withdrew his hand sensitively, put his forehead on Wen Cheng's shoulder and said, "It's okay."

Nothing.

It's okay, everything is okay, everything can get better.

Soothing like self-hypnosis.

Mu Qingyue didn't go far with the drawing board, and just as Wen Cheng stepped out of the hospital gate, he saw the tall and straight figure of the young man.Outside the hospital gate is a lawn for patients to relax and rest. Mu Qingyue sat on a stone chair on the lawn, holding a drawing board and lowering her head to operate. Go in the direction of Mu Qingyue.

Behind Mu Qingyue, there was a row of grass covering him. When Wen Cheng approached, he found another person sitting on the stone chair. It was a five or six-year-old boy.

"Brother is amazing! This person looks like me!"

The boy jumped up excitedly, Mu Qingyue smiled, and said in a gentle tone different from before: "Brother can also draw you wings. What do you want?"

The boy racked his brains for a while, seemed to be worried about Mu Qingyue's technical level, and asked cautiously, "Can you draw something like Batman?"

"Of course," Mu Qingyue replied while manipulating on the paper, "I can also draw a Captain America's shield for you."

"Okay—" the boy yelled happily, and made the movements of Superman before flying.

Mu Qingyue noticed Wen Cheng's approach, but Mu Qingyue just gave him a cold look, and then turned back to concentrate on painting.This is what Mu Qingyue looks like when she is serious, aloof and indifferent, with a little shadow of Mu Qingyang.Just looking at Mu Qingyue like this, you can't imagine what he looks like when he explodes.

The boy didn't pay attention to the existence of Wencheng, but turned around Mu Qingyue with his hands up and pretending to be an airplane, with a vivid "buzz buzzing" sound in his mouth.

Mu Qingyue drew Batman's wings and Captain America's shield vividly with only a few strokes of processing. The boy exaggerated his tone childishly: "Wow——" and bowed heavily to Mu Qingyue, shouting: " Thank you brother!" After finishing speaking, he held Mu Qingyue's painting and ran towards another direction of the lawn, Wen Cheng glanced at it, and at the end of the direction sat a girl of all sizes, leaning against a tree and reading a book, the boy jumped straight at her Go up, that is probably the boy's older sister.

"Actually, I don't really hate you," Mu Qingyue looked directly at the boy who was laughing with his sister, but spoke to Wen Cheng behind him, "but I hate the relationship between you and my brother. Do you understand?"

"Yes." Wen Cheng said.

Mu Qingyue packed up the paintbrush and tools, and said as she put it away, "He's not the same now as before. I can't tell whether it's good or bad, but I can almost tell that it's because of you."

"If..." Mu Qingyue turned around, and while stuffing the painting tools into the bag, she met Shang Wencheng's eyes, which were as sharp as ice, "His change is the latter for him, can you let him go?" ?”

Mu Qingyue tried her best to see Wen Cheng's heart clearly, and looked into Wen Cheng's eyes without blinking, trying to see any fluctuations from inside.However, the eyes of this delicate-looking man are as calm as water, as if he has thought about this result many times, and the questioning of him is also expected.

Wen Cheng smiled lightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the red mole under his eyes was lightly raised, but he couldn't see any evil spirit, instead it weakened into an unknown warmth.

"can."

He said.