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Xu Zhi just woke up for a while in the evening, and after giving Zhou Mu the title of Xu Zhi's boyfriend and having sex with Zhou Mu, he fell asleep again.

The next day Xu Zhi woke up earlier, and the bedroom didn't open the window to ventilate when he slept at night, so the whole room was filled with a hot smell, as well as Zhou Mu and Xu Zhi's smell that couldn't be dissipated.

Zhou Mu's technique is very good, Xu Zhi didn't feel the pain to the point where he couldn't move, his waist was just a little sore.

Zhou Mu put his arm around Xu Zhi's waist, and his steady and hot breath fell on the back of Xu Zhi's neck, making Xu Zhi feel that not only was he good last night, but this morning was also good.

But the bad thing is that he has to get up early today.

As soon as he moved, Zhou Mu woke up.

Zhou Mu rubbed the tip of his nose close to Xu Zhi's ear, and asked Xu Zhi, "Are you going to get up?"

Xu Zhi then turned around to look at Zhou Mu, pressed his face to Zhou Mu's chest, and said unwillingly, "The driver will pick me up in half an hour."

Zhou Mu put his hand on Xu Zhi's back and patted it, then took clothes from the bedside table and put them on, "I'm going to cook the porridge."

Xu Zhi curled his lips, feeling that Zhou Mu's attitude was a little perfunctory, but it seemed that he had a lot to do when he said it, so he just responded.

After Zhou Mu got out of bed, he first used the remote control to turn up the temperature of the air conditioner a bit, then opened the door to go out, but came back after thinking of something.

Xu Zhi was still lying on the bed, looking completely incapable of taking care of himself.

"Forgot," Zhou Mu leaned down, kissed Xu Zhi on the lips, stood up again, walked to the door and reminded Xu Zhi, "You don't have to pay for this, it's a boyfriend's benefit."

"Ah, good." Xu Zhi replied blankly.

It wasn't until Zhou Mu walked out of the bedroom that Xu Zhi realized it. He belatedly realized that Zhou Mu was a very foul man.

Xu Zhi lay down for a while, and then slowly got up.

Liang Yaqing repeatedly asked him to wear formal clothes on the phone yesterday. Even if he didn't want to wear it again, Xu Zhi would never do something that Liang Yaqing thought was childish.

So he put on his shirt honestly after washing up.

The rice that Zhou Mu cooks porridge has been soaked the day before and placed in the refrigerator, so the porridge cooks very quickly. When Xu Zhi sits at the dining table, Zhou Mu has already brought the porridge.

"It's a bit hot," Zhou Mu picked up a boiled egg and knocked it lightly on the table, peeling it and said, "Drink it slowly."

"It's too late." Xu Zhi scooped up the porridge with a spoon, devouring it rare, "The driver has already arrived at the door."

"I just woke up and couldn't afford it," Zhou Mu peeled the egg and handed it to him, "Don't worry right now, eat slowly."

Xu Zhi took the egg and said pointedly, "I could have woken up early."

Thinking of the scene where Xu Zhi covered his face with his arm last night and asked him to stop, Zhou Mu turned away with a guilty conscience.

Knowing that the goal was achieved, Xu continued to eat proudly, but then thought of a question that he was concerned about, "Zhou Mu."

"What's wrong?" Zhou Mu asked.

Xu Zhi cleared his throat in embarrassment, and said in a low voice, "You seem to be very good at it."

After he finished speaking, he picked up the bowl, and the porridge bowl blocked most of his face, leaving only a pair of eyes that didn't know where to look, showing a very embarrassed look.

Zhou Mu seemed to laugh, he approached Xu Zhi, and asked him, "Will you?"

Zhou Mu's appearance is very tough, and reveals an inherent sense of seriousness, even when discussing sex-related topics with Xu Zhi at the dinner table, he still looks very upright.

Xu Zhi's bowl was raised a little higher, he didn't want to lose the wind, so he said vaguely, "It's okay."

"Well," Zhou Mu leaned back on the back of the chair, seemed to really think about it, and then said, "It should fit you well."

Xu Zhi's heart beat fast again, then he put down the porridge bowl, said that he was full and ran away.

The driver arrived 10 minutes ago, but because he couldn't enter the community, he just waited outside the community.

After Xu Zhi approached the car, the driver got down and opened the door for him.

After college, Xu Zhi almost never went home, so he didn't know how many times the family nanny driver had changed. The driver who came was a new face, and Xu Zhi didn't know him well.

He wasn't the type who liked to chat with strangers, so he just greeted the driver after getting in the car, and then went to catch up on sleep by himself in the back row.

Xu Zhi didn't wake up until the driver called him softly after the car stopped.

The car was parked outside the house, and Xu Zhi saw the house that he hadn't been back for a long time through the brown car window, and felt a sense of trance from nowhere.

The large flower bed outside the door shared with the Wen family has been turned into flat land. According to Wen Shuyao, it is because his younger brother was found to have a mild pollen allergy this year.

Xu Zhi thought it was okay, even though the only thing he liked in high school, besides Wen Shuyao, was the sunflowers planted in the corner of the flower bed.

After Xu Zhi got off the car, the nanny standing at the door quickly ran over and took the suit jacket on Xu Zhi's arm.

Another new face, Xu Zhi thought to himself.

There are two venues in the house, the first floor is the meeting place for adults, and the living room on the second floor is where Xu Zhi's younger brother Xu Yang entertains the children.

Xu Zhi was taken to the first floor, where his mother Liang Yaqing was wearing a dress and talking and laughing with the guests. When she saw him coming, her face was inconspicuously blank at first, and then she happily came over to hold his arm.

"Why is it so late?" Liang Yaqing asked him with a smile, in a very friendly tone.

"It's late." Xu Zhi replied.

"Stay up late at work," a lady with delicate hair took over, "Young people work so hard."

Xu Zhi smiled stiffly, but did not respond.

"He's working very hard," Liang Yaqing responded with a smile, then patted Xu Zhi's arm, and said to him, "Your father can't make it back from a business trip, so you can entertain more uncles and aunts for mother."

After hearing this, Xu Zhi looked down at Liang Yaqing, and caught a nervous expression on Liang Yaqing's face.

Xu Zhi felt very unfilial and found it ridiculous. He was obviously afraid that Xu Zhi would screw up, but he still showed in front of the guests that he did not give up on his eldest son.

Xu Zhi's mental illness was known to all the business partners in this city who had business dealings with his family, but everyone acted as if they had never heard of it, and still naturally praised Xu Zhi for this and that.

Such an occasion made Xu Zhi feel suffocated, he inevitably thought of Zhou Mu, Zhou Mu would never be like this.

He would only talk to Xu Zhi seriously and not so seriously, instead of saying a lot of beautiful words, but he sneered in his heart.

Xu Zhi began to feel a little impatient, he flattened the corners of his mouth and looked at Liang Yaqing.

Immediately, Liang Yaqing seemed to be facing an enemy, and called the waiter, saying that Xu Zhi was too tired all the way, and asked him to take Xu Zhi to the room to have a rest.

Xu Zhi got his wish and left the hypocritical vanity fair of adults.

The children's happy place is in the living room on the second floor, and Xu Zhi's room is on the third floor, so Xu Zhi inevitably saw the decoration on the second floor when he went upstairs.

Compared with the grandeur of the first floor, the second floor is just hung with colorful balloons, and there are some plush toys on the ground that are much taller than the children in the third and fourth grades.

Xu Zhi withdrew his gaze, and when he was about to go to the third floor, he was stopped by someone.

Xu Yang called him very softly, "Brother."

Xu Zhi turned around and saw Xu Yang wearing a white shirt with a black bow tied around the neckline, holding a balloon with happy birthday and looking at him timidly.

"En." Xu Zhi replied indifferently, turned around and continued walking.

Xu Yang was stunned for a few seconds, then dropped the balloon and chased after him.

He was wearing very expensive little leather shoes, and when he started running, the heels of his shoes knocked on the floor, making a not-so-quiet sound.

"What's the matter?" Xu Zhi stopped and asked him calmly.

Xu Yang was not tall, he only reached Xu Zhi's waist when he stood upright, he seemed to be stopped by Xu Zhi's question, he opened his mouth but didn't speak.

Both of them look like their mothers, with round eyes and very light color, as long as they stand next to each other, they can know that they are brothers.

"In a while," Xu Yang said hesitantly, "I'm going to play the piano downstairs, will you watch it?"

"Let's talk about it later." Xu Zhi said.

Although he didn't dislike Xu Yang, he couldn't help liking him very much, and when he spoke without emotion, his already cold voice would appear a little bored, as if he was driving someone away.

"I've been practicing for a long time." Xu Yang lowered his head, looked at the shiny little leather shoes, and muttered.

He looked pitiful, which made Xu Zhi feel that he was being too strict, so he asked, "Do you really want me to see it?"

"Everyone will go to see it." Xu Yang blinked his eyes and answered irrelevant questions.

For some reason, Xu Zhi suddenly thought that when Xu Yang was four or five years old, he liked painting very much. When he went home to fetch things, Xu Yang even gave him a self-portrait.

Xu Zhi paused and said, "Come with me."

Then he took Xu Yang to his room.

After Xu Yang came in, he looked around curiously, then stood beside the desk in a well-bred manner, waiting for Xu Zhi to talk to him.

"I remember," Xu Zhi said, "you liked drawing very much when you were young."

Xu Yang's eyes lit up, and he asked Xu Zhi in surprise, "Do you remember? I gave you a painting back then, bro, do you remember?"

"Well," Xu Zhi nodded, thinking of putting the painting in his drawer, he continued, "I still keep it."

The child seemed to be particularly happy because of a word, he clapped his hands excitedly on the spot, and continued to ask Xu Zhi, "You still keep it."

Xu Zhi didn't talk to him anymore, he asked Xu Yang, "Why didn't you learn it anymore?"

Xu Yang blinked and said honestly, "Mom said playing the piano is better, and I can perform for everyone then."

"Then what do you think?" Xu Zhi asked subconsciously.

Xu Yang turned his head, as if he didn't understand Xu Zhi's question, and continued, "Mom said..."

Xu Zhi interrupted him, and Xu Yang stopped talking.

Xu Zhi suddenly felt that his younger brother seemed to be more tired than him.

Because his elder brother has a mental illness, he came to this world and lived according to his parents' plan. He may not become the next Xu Zhi, but he will never be himself.

Xu Zhi didn't say any more, he said to Xu Yang, "I will watch when you perform."

Xu Yang soon became happy again. He said yes, and then ran out of Xu Zhi's bedroom. After a while, the sound of playing the piano came from downstairs.

Before Xu Zhi was given up by his parents, he also learned piano at Xu Yang's age, and he could tell that this piece was a very difficult piece.

Xu Yang talked very smoothly, and it seemed that he had really made a lot of preparations for this performance.

Xu Zhi went to the window and pushed it open, thinking with some regret, maybe his younger brother shouldn't have given him so many heartless words for no reason, and he is just a child whose parents can be replaced at any time.

Xu Zhi looked at the waiters walking around carrying wine downstairs and the carpet outside the door all the way to the side of the road, and suddenly remembered that he also celebrated his birthday like this a long time ago.

There is a special birthday party, a well-decorated living room on the first floor, uncles and aunts in fancy clothes, and a second-floor living room full of inferior balloons, and a few children who are not very good at playing.

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The author has something to say: sorry, a little late