Who wants to be your brother [Entertainment]

Xie Yining looked at himself in the mirror, wearing pajamas, with his hair sticking out, and sleepy-eyed, a little broken.

It was a bit late last night to mess with Mu Qingyi, he fell asleep before going to bed, there was no time to fix his hair.

After getting up in the morning, he habitually went to open the curtains immediately, and then saw the car outside the door, and then Mu Qingyi came up. He was worried that Wen Jin would leave without saying goodbye, so he rushed downstairs. I didn't have time to wash up, and I didn't even remember my own image.

So, he recognized his biological father in such a way that he couldn't see people at all.

How embarrassing!

Xie Yining sighed in frustration, not knowing what impression he left on Wen Jin.

Speaking of it, I still have to blame my brother for not reminding him even though I saw it.

It is simply too much.

Xie Yining made a grimace in the mirror, then silently began to brush his teeth and wash his face, hoping that they could forget their previous selves.

Otherwise, what else can we do?

Things have already happened, he can only choose cold salad.

When he finished taking care of himself and went downstairs again, Wen Jin had already returned from the phone call, and was sitting at the dining table with Mu Qingyi.

As for the two men who had been following Wen Jin all the time, they were not too close and sat at the other end of the dining table.

Xie Yining was a little lucky. Fortunately, their dining table was big enough to sit together without disturbing each other.

Wen Jin heard the sound, and when he looked up, he saw his son who had been cleaned up, his cheeks were a little red, and his hair still had a little moisture.

He smiled at Xie Yining and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Xie Yining shook his head and wanted to say that he was not hungry, but finally nodded in a strange way, "A little bit."

"Then come over and have breakfast." Wen Jin seemed not to notice his hesitation, and with a kind smile on his face, he waved to him.

"En." Xie Yining nodded, walked over obediently, pulled out the chair and sat next to Mu Qingyi.

The latter poured him a glass of warm milk.

Xie Yining: "..." Why milk?

He looked up at Mu Qingyi, and when Mu Qingyi looked over, he blinked, his eyes were wet, like a little milk cat coquettishly begging for a hug from its owner, making people want to catch it Rua frowned in his arms.

And what Xie Yining wanted to express was also obvious, Mu Qingyi seemed to have heard the child's silent complaint: "Where's the agreed upon coffee?"

Mu Qingyi looked away, unmoved at all.

"Drink the milk." He said lightly.

Xie Yining was not discouraged after being rejected, and turned to look at Wen Jin again. At this moment, his eyes could no longer be described as wet, but a little grievance and pitiful.

It hurts just to look at it.

Wen Jin was already guilty of Xie Yining, how could he bear him looking at him so pitifully, he almost couldn't help but agree.But when he thought of Uncle Gong saying that Xie Yining's stomach was a little weak, he would not be able to stand drinking coffee in the morning, so he could only be cruel.

He coughed a little guilty, and turned his head as if he didn't see Xie Yining's expression.

Seeing this, Xie Yining let out a dissatisfied 'hum', these bad guys who don't mean anything.

He picked up the milk angrily, gulped down the whole glass, then hiccupped, and finally grew a cute milk mustache on his face.

Seeing this, Wen Jin just wanted to remind him to wipe it off, when his son turned his head to look at Mu Qingyi.

The latter didn't say anything, picked up a tissue and wiped it off for him little by little.

The movements are skillful, obviously he is used to it.

"..." Wen Jin wanted to help his forehead a little, did Mu Qingyi raise Xie Yining as his son?

But seeing that both of them were contented, they didn't say anything more.

As long as they feel happy.

After Xie Yining enjoyed his brother's caring service, he realized that there were other people around.

With red ears, he coughed lightly, pretending nothing happened just now, and picked up his fork to eat breakfast.

"Young master, try this." Uncle Gong found the right moment, and placed the sandwich that had been reprocessed and cut into small pieces in front of Xie Yining.

He glanced at Wen Jin across the way, and said, "It's filled with your favorite blueberry jam."

"Thank you, Uncle Gong." Xie Yining said as he forked a small piece. After taking a sip, his eyes lit up. The strong blueberry aroma and the slightly burnt bread were just right. .

"It's delicious." Xie Yining said.

Seeing the young master eating happily, Uncle Gong also laughed while standing aside, and explained: "Mr. Wen made this."

Xie Yining was taken aback, and turned to look at Wen Jin in disbelief.

Wen Jin was a little embarrassed to be seen, he said: "I didn't do anything, just added some jam."

He really didn't lie, when he came back from the phone call, he happened to see Uncle Gong dealing with the breakfast he had bought, so he offered to help, but he didn't know anything else, so he could only add jam to the sandwich.

But as Uncle Gong said, Xie Yining likes blueberry jam very much.

He silently thought, when he returns to China, he must prepare a lot of blueberry jam at home.

After knowing that Wen Jin made it, Xie Yining found that the small sandwich seemed to be more delicious, he smiled and said: "It's delicious, thank you."

"You don't have to be polite to me." Wen Jin said, "Just as long as you like it."

Xie Yining: "I like it."

"That's good." Wen Jin said.

Xie Yining's heart suddenly became sweeter, and he couldn't help thinking, is this the feeling of having a father?

He will cook his favorite breakfast for himself, buy his favorite coffee, and then know that he can't drink coffee in the morning, because he is worried that his body will also cruelly refuse to drink it for him.

It's a good feeling to be cared about.

It's not that he is not cared for, but the caring of his biological father is different from that of other people.

Just like Uncle Gong treats him well, he will also feel moved, but more grateful, he will try his best to treat Uncle Gong well in other places to repay the other party's efforts.

But when facing Wen Jin, it was different.

He can accept the other party's kindness and dedication to him without any scruples and peace of mind. He doesn't need to think about what to give back to the other party, and he doesn't even need to think too much.

It's a wonderful feeling.

This is the second person besides his brother who makes him feel free from scruples.

It's not just because of the blood relationship, but he can see from the way Wen Jin looks at him and the things he does that the other party is sincere and treats him well without expecting anything in return.

Not to mention, the other party was even willing to accept close surveillance, just to watch a performance of him.

Xie Yining thought to himself, Wen Jin and Xie Mingling are really different.

One regarded him as a thorn in the side, and the other regarded him as the most precious treasure.

But no matter what, Xie Mingling had disappeared from his life, and Wen Jin had also entered his life.

From now on, he can also frankly tell others that his father's name is Wen Jin.

is an amazing person.

Not long after breakfast, Wen Jin proposed to leave.

Although Xie Yining was a little bit reluctant, he, together with Mu Qingyi and Uncle Gong, delivered Wenjin to the door.

Xie Yining held his fingertips and said, "I'll look for you when I return to China."

Wen Jin looked at Xie Yining who looked a little disappointed, smiled at him comfortingly, and said, "Okay, I'll pick you up at the airport then."

Xie Yining nodded, "I'll send it to you when the flight is confirmed."

"Good boy." Wen Jin raised his hand and rubbed his head, and said, "Don't forget what we said earlier, take some time to see how the home is going to be decorated, and give some suggestions."

"Do I have the final say?" Xie Yining asked with raised eyebrows.

"Yes," Wen Jin nodded with a smile, "You have the final say in our family."

Hearing this, Xie Yining narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Okay."

Seeing that the person finally laughed, Wen Jin felt relieved, but still couldn't help but continue to explain: "Take care of yourself here, and call me if you have anything..." on the phone.

"..." Wen Jin's voice suddenly stopped.

Because Xie Yining suddenly took two steps forward and reached out to hug him tightly.

Wen Jin froze for a moment, then hugged Xie Yining back in ecstasy.

His eye sockets were a little red, and the sourness in his heart was rising up one by one.

The person embracing him is his son, a relative with half of Wenjin's blood relationship.

He used to think that this would be the end of his life, that he would have no lover, let alone children.

But it never occurred to him that maybe God had mercy on him and suddenly gave him such a good and outstanding son.

Even though his heart was already as hard as iron, Xie Yining melted him at this moment.

Sometimes he couldn't help but ask himself, how could he, Wen Jin He De, have such a son?

As a father, he didn't even protect him well, causing him to suffer so much since he was a child. How difficult it is for a child whose mother doesn't like him to grow up. He can't imagine the pain he has to go through. Know of his existence earlier.

Otherwise, he would never let Xie Mingling hurt him.

For such a woman, he even felt sorry for her.She felt that she had not fulfilled her due responsibilities, so she had to marry someone else.

It was because of this guilt that he didn't dare to disturb her for all these years.

But also because of this guilt, he missed the 20 years of growing up with Xie Yining.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it was his fault after all.But then he thought about it again, the past is over, no matter what, it is irreparable, what he can do is to do his best to Xie Yining now and in the future, so that he can be himself without any scruples like things.

I can be happy every day.

After a while, Wen Jin patted Xie Yining on the back and said, "Good Ning Ning, we will meet again soon."

"En." Xie Yining blinked, suppressed the moisture in his eyes, let go of his hand, and said, "Father, goodbye."

"Goodbye, Ning Ning." Wen Jin rubbed his head again and said.

No matter how reluctant you are, you will eventually have to say goodbye.

Wen Jin opened the car door, and was about to lift his foot up but stopped suddenly. He turned around and said, "From now on, you don't have to call him so formally, just call him Dad."

"Father?" Xie Yining was a little puzzled, "But, brother, they all call uncle that. Uncle said, it's more solemn and rigorous to call it that way."

Mu Qingyi: "."

Wen Jin: "..."

The two of them thought together, Mu Hai/Father is really harmful.

Xie Yining looked at this, then at that, and said helplessly, "Well, if you like me to be called Dad, then call me Dad." It's just a title, it's not that important.

"It's okay." Seeing that Xie Yining was a bit reluctant, Wen Jin quickly changed his mouth, "You can call him whatever you like, and treat it as if I didn't say it just now."

Xie Yining suddenly showed a big smile.

"Then I'll call you Father," he said.

It's not that he likes the name "Father" so much, but that when he was a child, when he heard his brothers call him Uncle's Father, he always envied him so much, so in his heart, he always hoped that one day he could also be called "Father".

Even Dad sounds more kind and easy-going.

Think of it as fulfilling a childhood wish, Xie Yining thought.

"Okay." Wen Jin has transformed into a son slave, and he can call his son whatever he likes.

After talking about titles, Wen Jin really wanted to leave now.

Xie Yining watched the car disappear around the corner before pulling Mu Qingyi back.

Probably because they figured it out, they will be able to meet again in a short time, so Xie Yining no longer felt the initial sadness in his heart.

Holding Mu Qingyi's hand, he jumped into the yard, apparently in a good mood, and said with a smile: "Brother, father said that the house needs to be renovated."

Mu Qingyi: "Yes."

"Then how do you pretend to be good?" Xie Yining asked.

The house he lives in now was hardcover when he bought it, and all he had to do was change the layout of the bedroom, so he had no decoration experience at all.

But when he thought of decorating his father's house, he felt excited, and when he got excited, he couldn't stop talking.

"What do you think of the Nordic style? Simple and elegant, I quite like it. But..." Xie Yining changed his mind, Wen Jin should be a rigorous person, and then changed his words, "Chinese style is also very good, when the time comes It must look good with classical mahogany furniture, and..."

"Father said that there are three floors in the house. In fact, I think that one floor can be used to pretend to be the same. Brother, what do you think?"

"It's fine." Mu Qingyi said.

"As long as you like it."

"Oh." Xie Yining nodded, and continued, "But I'm a little worried, I don't know if it will be awkward to live alone with my father."

Mu Qingyi frowned, living alone?

Xie Yining didn't notice Mu Qingyi's abnormality, he thought about it, snapped his fingers suddenly, and said with a smile, "Yes!"

He turned his head and said to Mu Qingyi: "Brother, when the time comes, you return Dabai to me, and I will take Dabai back to my father's house, so that with Dabai here, my father and I will not be embarrassed."

"What do you think of this method?" Xie Yining asked.

"One by one." Mu Qingyi stopped the child who was imagining the future.

Xie Yining: "What's the matter? Brother, do you have any good suggestions?"

Seeing that he didn't notice anything, Mu Qingyi gritted his teeth and said, "Did you forget that you are my fiancé now, even if you return to China, you will still live with me." So it doesn't exist at all. question.

Xie Yining blinked: "Huh?"

"Ah what?" Mu Qingyi raised his hand and flicked his forehead, "Or are you planning to play tricks?"

"Of course not." Xie Yining seriously denied.

"But father..." He hesitated.

He could guess why Wen Jin wanted to renovate the house, it was nothing more than to please him and give him a sense of belonging when he went back, otherwise why would he redecorate the house if he had nothing to do.

well!Xie Yining sighed silently, he didn't expect that he would face the Asura field so soon.

He looked at Mu Qingyi and asked, "Brother, you don't want to ask me, father and you fell into the water at the same time, which one should I save first?"

"..." Mu Qingyi was at a loss for words.

He wanted to deny it at first, but when he saw the kid who was obviously a little embarrassed, he simply went the other way and asked, "Yes, your father and I fell into the water at the same time, which one do you save first?"

"Brother, are you stupid?" Xie Yining looked at Mu Qingyi as if he was looking at a fool.

"You taught me to swim," he said. "As for my father, swimming is a basic skill for him, right? So I think I'd better stay on the shore and see which of you can swim faster."

Mu Qingyi: "..."

How could he have forgotten that under this kind and harmless face was a cunning little fox.

If you are not careful, you can scratch your face.

Mu Qingyi gritted her teeth, raised her hand to pinch the child's cheek, exerted strength, and asked word by word: "What did you say?"

Xie Yining was in pain, he raised his hand to save his face, but he didn't have enough strength, he could only beg for mercy, "Wrong bird nest, pot pot."

Mu Qingyi glanced at him, "You know you're wrong?"

Xie Yining nodded sharply.

Mu Qingyi let go, "Then who are you saving?"

"Save..." Xie Yining rolled his eyes and ran home, saying as he ran, "I won't save anyone!!!"

Mu Qingyi looked at the door where the child's back disappeared, and smiled helplessly.

It slipped fast.