my little friend

Many happy nights.

Hot blood and oozing sweat are flowing.

The demonic barrier blinded Zhou Mingfeng's eyes and stuck all his attention like a nightmare.

The warm house, the ever-smiling face, the milky white light fell on the murmuring and drooping face, softly burrowing into his arms, rolling and crawling on the sofa and playing loudly.

The little yellow duck was pinched and quacked in the water, and Zhou Mingxu's silly laughter was not too much, but because it was crisp and innocent, it was very pleasant.

"Brother, am I the most important?" Zhou Mingfeng asked again.

Ming Xu still nodded without hesitation, a faint smile appeared on Zhou Mingfeng's face, and finally he asked the topic that he never dared to ask.

"Compared to Mom and Dad?"

Mingxu still did not hesitate: "It's just as important!"

Seeing Zhou Mingxu's innocent and ignorant appearance, Zhou Mingfeng let out a sneer.

In the past two years, Ming Xu and his younger brother moved house twice, each time was wider and bigger, in the newest house, the sunlight fell into the clean room and shone on the obsidian-like piano.

Mingxu cheered and ran over quickly, couldn't wait to sit down, stood with hands down, and started walking on the black and white keys.

Zhou Mingfeng stood by the door silently watching with his hands in his pockets.

After watching it for a long time, Zhou Mingxu was still immersed in the piano and couldn't extricate himself.

Zhou Mingfeng withdrew his eyes, turned and left and went out the door.

When Ming Xu felt happy, he came back to find that the room was empty and his brother was gone.

On the first day of moving, before the nanny came, Ming Xu looked around and started an unknown adventure in the new home. Every time he opened a door, a strange and brand new world would open up.

Then I explored the refrigerator, trying to count the number of small cakes and chocolates, but when I opened it, it was empty, wilting like a hollowed out pillow.

There was nothing to play with in the house, Ming Xu looked around, dangling back and forth, babbling, and went back to the room to continue playing the piano.

In the evening, Ming Xu heard his stomach growling, rubbed his stomach, went to the kitchen to look, thinking that there should be Aunt Snail in it.

I opened the refrigerator again and looked, and there was no magically stuffed snacks inside.

Ming Xu was hungry, walking around the living room, suddenly his ears perked up, and the doorbell rang.

Ming Xu immediately ran over and opened the door, and folded the lunch boxes wrapped in plastic bags and handed them to Ming Xu.

"Is it Mr. Zhou Mingxu, your takeaway."

Mingxu let out a groan, looked at the person in front of him with question marks all over his head, and took the food tentatively.

The delivery man looked up, facing the camera at the door, and took a look inside, at least two or three more cameras.

This is too exaggerated, the deliveryman is speechless.

After closing the door, Ming Xu opened the boxes of things, sat down obediently with the rice in his hands, and began to eat.

Halfway through the meal, the phone on the table suddenly rang, it was an unfamiliar number, Ming Xu clicked on it and pressed it to his ear, when he heard a voice from the opposite side, he yelled happily: "Mom!"

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In the evening when Zhou Mingfeng came home, Mingxu threw himself into his arms barefoot, holding the person in his arms firmly. Zhou Mingfeng was also infected by this enthusiasm, and his mood jumped up: "Brother, what's the matter?"

Mingxu raised his head, smiling all over his face: "Brother! Mom and Dad didn't want me, let's go see Mom and Dad!"

Zhou Mingfeng's smile became calmer and faded: "Really?"

"Yeah!" Ming Xu raised the phone in his hand, impatiently wanting to show him the call records.

Zhou Mingfeng snatched the mobile phone from his hand, saw the strange number on the call log, couldn't help being irritated, exited the communication log, clicked on the settings, and directly set it to block all strange numbers.

And the only number stored on the phone is his own.

Zhou Mingxu was still chirping about bringing a cherry cake to his mother, but Zhou Mingfeng covered his mouth with his hand, hugged him into his arms and carried him directly into the room.

Mingxu was thrown on the soft bed, turned over and saw his younger brother pulling his tie in displeasure, laying down with his hands and feet together in a daze, and heard his younger brother say: "Take off your clothes yourself." Immediately sat up and untied them one by one. buttons.

Looking up and seeing his younger brother staring at him with an unfriendly expression, Mingxu muttered in a puzzled voice: "Now is not the time to sleep..."

"Makes you comfortable, don't you like it?"

"……like."

The suit was thrown at the foot of the bed, and the neon lights outside the window.

Things are not going well for Zhou Mingfeng recently, because he climbed too fast. When he was still relying on the Internet to support his family, no one could do anything to him, but when he really got involved in Vanity Fair, all barriers were blocking him. his pace.

It has nothing to do with ability, just because he has a pair of powerful parents.

Although the Zhou family didn't reach the level of covering the sky with one hand, they didn't have any difficulty dealing with an ordinary employee.

To the Zhou family, Zhou Mingfeng's current high-paying position is only an ordinary employee. After all, he relies on technology for a living and has not entered the management team yet.

On the weekend, Wang Lixin called, mentioned the latest movie, and asked if he was free to go to the movies together.

Zhou Mingfeng didn't give a definite answer, saying that it depends on the time arrangement. When he returned home and saw Zhou Mingxu, he thought about going to the movies with his girlfriend, dialed the phone to Wang Lixin, and unconsciously turned the words Leaning: "I have other things to do today, so I can't accompany you."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Mingfeng looked at the person on the sofa holding an oversized bag of potato chips: "Brother, let's go to the movies."

Mingxu hadn't been out of the house for a long time, and when he heard that he could go out, he immediately burst into a smile, Zhou Mingfeng went into the bedroom to find clothes for him to change, Mingxu obediently took off one piece and changed another, and frowned unhappily after changing, suddenly Said one sentence: "Butt hurts."

Zhou Mingfeng hugged him and kissed him on the cheek: "You owe."

Mingxu looked at his younger brother suspiciously: "What do I owe?"

Zhou Mingfeng looked at Zhou Mingxu's innocent eyes, fell silent for a while, and then kissed lightly: "Brother, it's my fault."

Ming Xu thought about it, it was his younger brother who hurt him, so there is nothing wrong with apologizing: "I forgive you!"

The two went out, and ordered two movie tickets together at the theater closest to home, popcorn, and Coke. Mingxu pointed to the ice cream ball on the electronic menu board, so he ordered another vanilla for two ice cream balls.

Zhou Mingfeng held Mingxu's arms, holding popcorn and coke, while Mingxu was digging ice cream balls seriously.

I bought the best viewing position. Zhou Mingfeng sat down with Mingxu, put the Coke into the storage bucket, and people around him entered the venue one after another. Zhou Mingfeng sat sideways in Mingxu's direction, subconsciously paying attention to the Every move of a person.

The filming was lackluster, but Ming Xu couldn't take his eyes off it. His radiant expression was much better than the film. Zhou Mingfeng took a look at the film and him before he felt that the film was quite interesting.

At the end of the show, Ming Xu ate half of the popcorn. He sat on the chair and hiccupped uncomfortably. Looking at the flow of people rushing out, Zhou Mingfeng asked Ming Xu to wait for a while, and they walked last.

When the flow of people thinned, Zhou Mingfeng pulled people up, and a female voice suddenly sounded from behind: "Zhou Mingfeng."

Zhou Mingfeng turned his head to look, it was Wang Lixin.

The three of them walked out of the cinema together, Zhou Mingfeng's expression froze unnaturally, forming a feigned indifference.

Wang Lixin also put on a relaxed look, looked at Zhou Mingfeng and pointed at Mingxu: "Let me introduce, who is this?"

"my brother."

Because of these two words, Wang Lixin's expression became much more natural, and he greeted Mingxu: "Hello, I only now know that Mingfeng has an older brother."

Ming Xu raised his hand and responded enthusiastically: "Hello."

Beautiful, with a bright smile, but a little silly, Wang Lixin turned to Zhou Mingfeng with doubts.

"My brother is mentally retarded."

Wang Lixin pursed his lips, looked at Ming Xu with kind eyes, and his expression became more relaxed.

The three of them walked in silence, and when they left the movie theater, only Mingxu drank up the Coke and sucked it loudly, Wang Lixin immediately said: "Can I buy another drink for brother?"

Zhou Mingfeng took the paper cup out of Mingxu's hand: "No, if he drinks again, his stomach will feel uncomfortable."

Wang Lixin seemed to speak after repeated deliberation: "Actually, it doesn't matter if you tell me, I can bring my brother with me on the next date."

Zhou Mingfeng was silent. He booked a restaurant, originally planning to have dinner with his brother after watching the movie.

Seeing that Wang Lixin had no plans to leave alone, Zhou Mingfeng asked her: "Shall we have dinner together?"

Wang Lixin nodded immediately: "Okay."

Walking slowly to the western restaurant in the shopping mall, Ming Xu thought about what he wanted to eat because he was going out. After much deliberation, he said he wanted to eat sweet cream, and finally compromised on creamy mushroom soup and dessert.

Although it was a threesome, Wang Lixin couldn't help but feel a little excited looking at Zhou Mingfeng. She and Zhou Mingfeng were students in the same class, but it was different from other campus romances. The school doesn't see him at all.

Campus love talks about the feeling of long-distance love.

Not being able to see Zhou Mingfeng made her feel uneasy all the time. The relationship between the two of them was too indifferent. Whether it was getting along or their emotions towards her, they were so indifferent that they were not even as close as a close friend. After a while, Zhou Mingfeng went to buy water, and when he came back, he put one hand in his pocket and the other held the water, and he didn't hold his hand for long.

The roommates all lamented that she found a rare monk and noble son, the monk's character, and the noble son's conditions.

After eating and leaving the restaurant, Zhou Mingfeng met another acquaintance, Zhao Lina, the marketing director of the company.

Zhou Mingfeng had a good relationship with her, and they chatted for a while.

Wang Lixin stood beside her with a gradually desolate expression.

Zhou Mingfeng sent Mingxu home first, and then sent Wang Lixin back to school. When he got downstairs in the dormitory, Zhou Mingfeng said: "Let's break up."

"Because of that person?" Zhao Lina's mature and confident appearance, such an elegant and beautiful woman, still flashed in Wang Lixin's mind.

Zhou Mingfeng hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "We are not suitable, let's call it a day."

Wang Lixin looked at Zhou Mingfeng with tears in his eyes: "I know, we are no longer from the same world, but can she love you like me? I can accept everything about you, your family problems, your brother , can she?"

Zhou Mingfeng didn't want to explain the set of family conflicts that the students understood on their own, because the truth was less on the surface than those illusions.

Zhou Mingfeng could only say: "Stop talking, go back to the dormitory." Zhou Mingfeng turned around and left, hearing Wang Lixin's questioning: "You never loved me, did you?!"

Zhou Mingfeng looked back at her, Wang Lixin's eyes suddenly showed helplessness like begging for pity: "You tell me the truth."

"I liked it, I have changed."

Back home, Zhou Mingfeng looked at Zhou Mingxu who was yelling 'Yikezuo' following the anime, and reached out to pinch his face.

What's there to like about such a small thing?

He really hoped that he could really change.

The working environment is difficult, and the boss's attitude towards him is beginning to be a bit yin and yang, nothing more than knowing that he is the son of the Zhou family, and teasing him: "You two are gods fighting, and the little devil here suffers."

Logically speaking, it's not a bad thing for him to favor the Zhou family's son, but if he favors the Zhou family's son, the old man of the Zhou family will not let him go.

Opposite is a family, I am afraid that if we fight today, we will fight tomorrow, but he will not be able to get it right.

How does this make him not feel weird.

On last thought, find a middleman, give him two more months' salary, and let the young master find another job tactfully.

Zhou Mingfeng also didn't bother to entangle with him, he just left, but it was not hard to find a job, and few dared to accept him.

Zhao Linna gave him a farewell party and asked while drinking: "People say that the three-year-old generation gap is a natural moat. When I saw you, I really felt that young people's thinking is too difficult to understand. I really don't understand why you have to do it under the conditions of your family. into this."

Zhou Mingfeng drank a glass of wine: "Be rebellious, they won't give me what I want, that's the only way to go."

He doesn't want any wealth, Zhao Linna really can't figure out what he wants.

After that, Zhou Mingfeng stayed at home for a few days, and began to submit resumes for interviews everywhere, but he seemed to be tricked, and was called to interviews, once, twice, three times, repeated trials, and the final result was that he would never be hired.

Zhou Mingfeng could continue to pick up some casual jobs online, but that salary would not be able to support his current house.

People can only live better, Zhou Mingfeng doesn't intend to back down.

Zhao Lina tried to help him get married, but she couldn't come. She secretly suspected that this talented son would not be starved to death, right?

This worry is too much. To a certain extent, he should compromise with his parents.

She didn't believe that Zhou Mingfeng's parents could really watch him become down and out.

A month later, as Zhao Lina thought, Zhou Mingfeng was not at all down and out. At a reception, he talked with the most influential figures in the city, listening to their teachings and praises humbly.

Holding the slender and fair arm of Xu's daughter in her arms, Xu Qingshan smiled softly and sweetly.

Zhou Mingfeng found his way.

Zhao Lina didn't come forward to say hello, but watched quietly from the corner. Brother Young Master was indeed rebellious and ruthless.

Zhou Mingfeng was drunk when he got home, the driver of Xu's family helped him upstairs, closed the door and he stood up straight, went to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water.

If you don't pretend to be drunk, you can't get away today, whether it's facing your elders or your girlfriend.

On the sofa, Zhou Mingfeng put his arms around Ming Xu, put his chin on his shoulder, and closed his eyes in a daze: "Brother."

"Hmm~"

"I've got to get on my feet quickly."

"Well……?"

"You have to make good use of everything that should be used."

Zhou Mingfeng closed his eyes and murmured.

Finally Mingxu raised his foot to check what was wrong with his heel.

Zhou Mingfeng dragged him into his arms, dragged him back to the bedroom, and fell asleep in his arms. He was drunk, and fell asleep next to the pillow. Ming Xu saw his younger brother fell asleep, and closed his eyes himself. His thoughts were pure. , and fell asleep immediately.

The two hugged each other tightly, fell asleep soundly without changing their clothes.

Mingxu woke up very early, curled up in Zhou Mingfeng's neck and sniffed the smell of his younger brother, it was the smell of marinated cherries, but not that sweet.

He swallowed, and suddenly wanted to eat liqueur chocolate.

Crawled out of his younger brother's arms, ping-pong ran to the refrigerator, took a few chocolates, and ran back to the room, sitting cross-legged on the bed to peel off the chocolate foil.

When Zhou Mingfeng woke up, he saw Zhou Mingxu eating chocolate, holding a large ball of colorful tinfoil in his hand.

Stretching out his hand, Zhou Mingxu immediately handed him one, leaving the best one in the shape of a full heart.

Zhou Mingfeng taught him. He once picked up the red heart, peeled off the tin foil and fed it to him: "Give the best one to brother."

He took the chocolate, peeled it off to reveal the mottled heart inside, and Zhou Mingxu held it in his palm for a long time, the warmth of his palm melted part of the shell, sticking to the tinfoil.

Contained on the tip of the tongue, the slightly bitter mellow sweetness spreads.

Zhou Mingfeng sat up and patted Zhou Mingxu's face: "Do you know how much this chocolate is?"

Ming Xu shook his head.

"If you don't know, eat hard, I'll pay for you." Zhou Mingfeng got up and took off his alcohol-smelling coat, raised his head and unbuttoned his shirt: "I'll pay for you for the rest of my life."

"I fell on you."

He murmured calmly as if resigned to his fate, then turned and left the bedroom to go to the bathroom to take a shower.