domestic hell grinder

"Mom, brother didn't do it on purpose." Yue Ye looked at Tang Yi hesitantly.

"I know," Tang Yi said disappointedly, "I was so fierce just now."

"What's the matter with you and your brother? I've never seen you like this since I was a child."

Tang Yi tried her best to smile: "Xiao Ye, I seem to regret it a little bit, you said that if I go to your brother now, will he talk to me?"

Yue Ye frowned and thought about it, and said thoughtfully: "You can go to Yin Zhao first, I feel like... I don't know Yin Zhao well enough."

Tang Yi patted his head: "Okay, listen to you."

When Yin Zhao closed the door lightly, he was taken aback as soon as he turned around. Fortunately, he reacted in time and swallowed the scream that was stuck in his throat, and finally called out in a very low voice: "Sister Tang."

Tang pointed to the door, and also lowered his voice: "Sleeping?"

"We were on the road a few days ago, and Yue Ling had a cautious personality. He had to pay attention everywhere, so he didn't sleep well."

"Is Lingling still angry with me?"

Yin Zhao was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "A few words are not considered angry, and besides, it's a good thing to talk about it, so you don't have to keep it in your heart." He paused, "If you care, you will lose control."

Tang Yi had always had a slightly bitter smile on her face before, but when Yin Zhao finished speaking, her expression really calmed down: "Good boy."

"Yes, Yue Ling—"

"I say you."

"Me?" Yin Zhao smiled, "Thank you Sister Tang, I'm very proud of you."

Tang Yi: "When can I talk to him?"

"After sleeping, I'll play with him for a while, and he should relax, but you are his mother, you can find him whenever you want."

Tang Yi chuckled: "I'm so relieved that you will take care of Yue Ling."

Yin Zhao nodded subconsciously: "I think so too." After reacting, he felt a little embarrassed, and changed the topic, "I'll tell you when he wakes up."

Tang Yi flinched suddenly: "Let's wait until tomorrow, I'm sorry."

"Alright, we'll stay for a long time."

"Then you remember to ask Lingling to prepare the steps first, so I can go down."

"Okay." When Yin Zhao turned around and wanted to open the door, his movements faltered, and his voice lacked confidence when he spoke again, "I'll just ask, is the truth that Yue Ling wants to find unbearable?"

Tang Yi's eyes changed: "Why do you ask like that?"

"You don't like what he did, it should be because there are factors against him."

"You know what I'm thinking?"

"In some ways, we may be the same."

She smiled meaningfully: "Maybe I just don't want you to settle the old score?"

"Sister Tang, you're not sure either."

"You," Tang Yi shook his head helplessly, "I think too much."

Yin Zhao finally opened the door: "Then I'll sleep too, see you tomorrow, Sister Tang."

"Well, remember to coax him."

Yin Zhao tiptoed onto the bed, squeezed Yue Ling's ears, and found that there was no response, and then wanted to lie down. Unexpectedly, the person who was supposed to be asleep raised his hand and lifted the quilt to wrap Yin Zhao in.

"Are you awake?" Yin Zhao suddenly fell into the soft blanket and was stunned for a moment.

"She's looking for you."

"Of course it is to test whether you are ready to let her go down the steps."

Yue Ling suddenly opened his eyes: "It's me who talks back."

"Then say sorry to each other, Sister Tang will come to you tomorrow."

"My mother usually sleeps until noon, and tomorrow is my uncle's appointment with me. It's not too late to go and come back to chat with her."

Yin Zhao moved closer and said seriously, "Take me there."

"No, I don't know that place, so I can't take you there."

Yin Zhao frowned and said, "If anything happens, I will protect myself and hide immediately."

"When you're here, I'm always worried. If you can't do it, you can't do it."

Yin Zhao looked down: "Then it's my turn to worry."

Yue Ling raised his hand again to put on the quilt, and hid the two of them in the dark, so dark that he couldn't see his expression clearly: "It's time to make a second request, you have to stay at home."

"I——" Yin Zhao was at a loss for words for a while, and then he simply played tricks, "I don't care, you can postpone the request, the more you don't let me go with you, the more worried I will be."

"Is it useful to be worried?" Yue Ling said in a calm voice deliberately, "Follow me, nothing can save me, but I will spare most of my energy to save you."

Yin Zhao was not happy in his heart, he suddenly leaned forward and hit his forehead forcefully: "You are so annoying."

Yue Ling touched his forehead and suddenly felt something was wrong: "Why are you so sure that something will happen?"

"That's right?" After he said it, Yin Zhao was also dumbfounded, "I'm going to see your uncle, what can I do?"

Yue Ling pondered for a while, and said, "My premonition is not bad, but I am sure that my uncle will tell me something."

"Can't you say it on the cruise ship?"

"It's hard to guess, I have to ask him myself."

"Okay." Although Yin Zhao agreed with his mouth, he began to plan some things in his heart.

Although there was no light, Yue Ling could see through his little thoughts, and said in a low voice: "I will tell Xiao Ye to let him follow you every step of the way. No matter how much you blackmail him, you can't believe him. Then knock you out neatly, I think Xiaoye will be happy to do it."

"Yue Ling, you bully people."

"Yes."

When Yin Zhao was still about to make a move, Yue Ling grabbed his wrist and said, "Don't make trouble."

"Why don't you give me anything?"

"I'll come back tomorrow night and go out for a drink with you."

"Let me think about it." "Shan, with. 氵, タ"

Yue Ling turned his head: "You have passed the promised time."

Yin Zhao grabbed his chin with his upper hand and forced his face back: "After careful consideration, I decided to go."

Yue Ling just turned Yin Zhao's wrist lightly, and all his fingers surrendered: "Fake it."

"Zi—can you just pretend every time you strike, it's really hard."

"Hush." ​​Yue Ling suddenly signaled him to keep quiet.

Yin Zhao pricked up his ears to listen, and finally shook his head: "Isn't it just the sound of the two of us talking?"

Yue Ling lifted the quilt: "Go and look out the window."

Yin Zhao didn't understand what he meant, but he still walked over slowly wrapped in a small blanket, and then opened the floor-to-ceiling windows a crack—the whistling cold wind rushed straight in, pouring in every gap, but he I didn't rush to close the window, and my eyes lingered in this unexpected white—it was snowing.

The fluttering goose feathers are woven into a white net, which catches the clear and penetrating cold night.An imperceptible creak sounded quietly, and one had to prick one's ears to hear it.

Yin Zhao pushed and closed the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the blanket wrapped just now became a cushion for people to sit and watch the snow in a leisurely manner.When he had nothing to lean against, he was suddenly wrapped in a warm breath on his back - when Yue Ling sat down, he lifted the big blanket that was wrapped in it forward and circled Yin Zhao.

Since the body temperature is almost constant, Yin Zhao is not afraid of the cold, but when he collapses into Yue Ling's arms, he will still feel a satisfying and warm feeling.

When the fluffy head rubbed back and forth between Yue Ling's neck, it was as docile as a small animal.

"Just now," Yue Ling said slowly, "I heard the sound of a branch falling."

"Okay, it's still distracting to talk to me."

Yue Ling: "..."

"What time are you going out tomorrow?"

"Strive for it before you wake up."

"..." Am I so pestering?

Yue Ling: "If you're hungry, there should be something to eat at home."

"I can't go with you, then shall I pick you up from the head office with Yue Ye?"

"Okay," Yue Ling thought for a while, "I checked, the library that my uncle told me is usually not open to the public, so just wait outside, there should be snow tomorrow, don't come early, Xiaoye is easy to catch a cold. "

"Hey look at his frail body."

Yue Ling pinched his ear: "You will take care of it then."

"He's annoying if he's not sick, let alone sick? I don't want it."

Yue Ling: "..."

After Yue Ye closed all the windows, he suddenly sneezed—it was getting colder and colder, he thought.

-

After dawn.

"Stop, where are you going?" Yue Ye stopped Yin Zhao who had walked down the stairs to the gate.

"When did your brother leave?"

"One hour ago, don't even think about sneaking out, he told me."

"I didn't think about going to him, I just... went to have breakfast."

"There is food in the kitchen."

Yin Zhao turned back helplessly, and after finishing the breakfast in a smug manner, he still did not give up and said, "Let's go out and see the snow tour."

Yue Ye tidied up the scarf: "I don't believe you, we have to go together."

"I said you don't have anything you want to do?"

"Listening to my brother is what I want to do, is there a problem?"

Yin Zhao sighed, "Okay, it's understandable."

Yue Ye pulled up the scarf to cover his mouth and nose before following in peace. After 2 minutes, he said angrily to Yin Zhao who was looking at him with strange eyes: "Didn't you say you were watching the snow? What are you doing? Are you?" Are you thinking about tricking me again?"

Of course Yin Zhao would not say that when he only showed the upper half of his face, it almost made people feel that he and Yue Ling came from the same mold, so he changed the subject: "You don't look as good-looking as your brother."

"That's because you are blind, obviously everyone praises me for being beautiful."

"At a young age, you must know how to distinguish what is a scene."

"What a young age, how are you qualified to say this? I said, are you deliberately trying to piss me off and sneak out?" As soon as the words were finished, a big snowball hit Yin Zhao precisely.

"You wait." Yin Zhao bent down and rolled up one in a hurry, pouring it mercilessly into the gap of Yue Ye's scarf.

"you--"

Before Yue Ye could make a move in the future, Yin Zhao froze suddenly, and then his figure flickered.

"Hey, don't touch porcelain, are you going to fall down next?"

"Yin Zhao?"

"You don't move, I'm leaving."

"Hey."

"If you stare again, I'm sure I'm going to leave!"

Yue Ye pretended to be annoyed, but seeing that Yin Zhao didn't respond, he pretended to leave, but after walking a few steps, he suddenly heard the sound of something collapsing into the snow.

Yue Ye turned his head blankly, and when he realized that this was not a prank, he rushed over.

"Yin Zhao, what are you talking about? Are you vomiting blood? Are you cold? I'll give you the scarf." Yue Ye's breath gradually became short, and his hands shook when he pulled off the scarf. "Don't close your eyes, talk Ah! I will give you all my divine power, don’t let anything happen to you, my brother will annoy me when he comes back.”