best day

"Brother... what are you doing?"

In the end, it was Dewey who broke the silence first.

Du Yi didn't answer: "What's your relationship with him?"

Dewey asked, "What do you mean?"

Du Yi raised his voice: "I ask what is your relationship with him!"

The four eyes met, and there was only breathing left for a while.

No one can answer their own panic, and no one has the ability to face the other party's questions.

Du Yi frowned slightly, and suddenly slammed the door and went out.

Ermeng picked up the notebook a little nervously, and after a long while, she remembered to send a text message to Zheng Luolai: "What should I do, my brother knows about us..."

Zheng Luolai called soon, with a sleepy voice: "What's wrong, you idiot?"

Dewey was also embarrassed and said: "Don't mention it, anyway, I didn't mean it."

"Then you persuade him first, don't let him tell your parents, huh?" Zheng Luolai seemed to have known that such a day would come, so he didn't react much.

Dewey was even more embarrassed to say what Du Yi had done to him, and sweatily agreed: "Okay..."

Zheng Luolai said: "I'll look for him tomorrow, don't think about it."

After the conversation, the two casually said something else before hanging up the phone.

Dewey really wanted to listen to his words to stabilize his brother, but the situation was extremely embarrassing.

Panicked, scared, and unbelievable.

After struggling for a while, I finally fell asleep worried.

-

I was ready to face my mother's questioning like a storm, but I didn't expect that everything was calm the next morning.

Only Du Yi's eyes were bloodshot, as if he didn't sleep well.

He sat down at the dining table gloomyly, picked up the cup and poured half a cup of coffee.

Dewey was biting the bun beside him awkwardly, not daring to show his breath.

Bai Xia was still busy busying herself cheerfully: "Both of you haven't woken up yet, you're listless."

Du Weien made a sound, and carefully stretched out his hand in front of his brother to take a tea egg.

Bai Xia asked: "Du Yi, what time did you come back yesterday, did you drink again?"

Dewey forced a smile: "Yes."

"Your health is important, so don't go out for unnecessary entertainment." Bai Xia also sat down, ready to start drinking porridge, picked up a spoon and scolded Ermeng: "Look at how busy your brother is, look at you, you are idle , stay away from home all day!"

Du Yi glanced at Dewey coldly: "I've been playing too crazy lately, don't run out, follow me to work."

Dewey whispered, "I'm not going."

Bai Xia then said: "Yeah, it's inconvenient for him to be there, just stay at home with me."

"Mom, you can't look after him. You haven't come back all night for a few days. If Dad comes back, you'll get angry again." Du Yi said calmly.

Bai Xia's ears softened: "Wei Wei, listen to your brother."

Dewey was at a loss, and was afraid that things would be exposed if there was a real quarrel, so he nodded reluctantly.

-

"Are you hungry? Get more rest. Is there enough money to spend?"

Before that, these were almost the three sentences Du Yi said most to his younger brother.

But overnight, it seemed that something still changed drastically.

Dewey sat in the car, feeling unprecedentedly depressed.

Originally, he wanted to calm down and have a good chat, but he didn't expect Du Yi to fasten his seat belt, and stretched out his hand, "Here's the phone."

Dewey immediately exploded: "Why, this is my privacy!"

Du Yi didn't seem to want to talk nonsense with him. After being a soldier for so many years, it was really easy to hold this guy down.

He quickly took out his phone from Dewey's bag and looked at it casually. The text messages were almost all conversations with Zheng Luolai.

Ridiculous, inappropriate for children, trivial matters, kissing each other.

Let Du Yi have an unknown fire again.

He frowned and looked at Dewey: "Do you think it's fun? Do you know what you're doing?"

Dewey rubbed his sore wrist: "I know..."

Du Yi laughed: "You think this is very fashionable, isn't it exciting enough to be gay?"

"Why do you say such things? Why did you kiss me last night?" Dewey's stubbornness came up again, and he looked at his brother very dissatisfied: "I really like him, not joking."

Du Yi didn't want to talk any more, stepped on the accelerator and set off.

-

shutdown.Always off.

Zheng Luolai kept calling Ermeng's cell phone countless times in the office, but only got this result.

He was very worried that things had gotten out of hand, and he didn't want his family to embarrass the child too much.

So I can't decide whether to call his landline.

After hesitating at noon, there was still no news from Dewey.

Zheng Luolai finally became anxious, and asked someone to find out the address of Du Yi's work unit, and drove there in a hurry.

He doesn't know what will happen, but this matter, you have done this from the beginning, there is no way not to face it.

-

But the miserable Ermeng sat stupidly in his brother's office all day long, watching the leaders or subordinates who came out and in gave him a loving smile, and he couldn't help but get angry.

Just like studying and being a soldier, Du Yi is also meticulous in his current work.

He kept calling and fiddling with documents, ignoring his younger brother.

Dewey couldn't fight or fight, so he clasped his fingers in a daze.

Just when the atmosphere was almost solidified, a lady suddenly came in and said, "Director, there is a Mr. Zheng who wants to see you and says he is your friend."

Hearing this, Dewey immediately stood up excitedly.

But Du Yi was quite indifferent: "I don't see you, I don't have time."

"Yo, you are good at style."

Zheng Luolai didn't care about people's obstruction, if there was no one else, he walked in, dragging his tune and leisurely.

Ermeng was overjoyed, and hurried to his side.

Du Yi put down the documents in his hand, and said to his colleagues: "You go out first."

The woman immediately closed the door and disappeared.

Zheng Luolai held De Wei's hand, and looked at Du Yi slightly provocatively: "Why, the state officials also want to play the trick of house arrest?"

Du Yi frowned: "It's my fault that my brother didn't teach well, I will help him correct it."

"I'm not wrong, you've gone too far!" Dewey chimed in, fearing that the world would not be chaotic.

Du Yi, who had been suppressed for a long time, finally became angry. He violently swept all the ashtrays and cups to the ground, and shouted loudly: "Dewey! Come here!"

The loud voice startled Ermeng.

Zheng Luolai still looked like he didn't care about anything: "Oh, are you angry? Do you want to talk to me alone? Or do you want to continue this mess?"

Dewey really wanted to run away irresponsibly, he dragged Zheng Luolai and whispered nervously: "Let's dodge..."

Zheng Luolai kissed his face: "It's okay, you go out first."

At this moment, Du Yi's eyes could only be described as terrifying.

Zheng Luolai realized soberly in an instant: What he was facing was not an angry parent, but a jealous man.

This matter suddenly became extremely easy to solve, but too difficult to solve.