I regenerated a small bodyguard

Of course, the cigar had already been taken away by Wei Xun.

As soon as the two of them got into the car, Wei Xun's face collapsed, he took out half a cigar from his pocket and threw it on Mu Jiashu, and drove without saying a word.

Mu Jiashu wanted to say a few words about him at first, but when Wei Xun threw his face at him, he had no choice but to explain first, "I didn't smoke. The wine just touched my lower lip, but I didn't swallow it."

Wei Xun was angry: "That won't work either! If Mu Haozhang really wanted to punish you, did you refuse to drink this stuff? Do you think you are in good health now? Why are you competing with him! Really! If you want to come and play, won't you ask me to accompany you?"

Mu Jiashu said: "Hey, I'm already such an adult, don't always treat me as three years old. I haven't mentioned you yet, why did you suddenly say that just now, if you said that, I can only go back to Mu's house... ..."

Wei Xun suddenly braked, parked the car on the side of the road, looked back at Mu Jiashu, and asked seriously, "Why don't you go home?"

Mu Jiashu was at a loss for words.

Wei Xun said: "You never procrastinate in everything you do, why are you only hesitant about going back? Xiaoshu, that's your home."

Mu Jiashu said: "It's not anymore."

Wei Xun ignored him: "I won't talk about the so-called high and low nonsense with you, we upright men, it's really nothing to suffer a little bit. If you are really Shen Shu, you are just an ordinary man. I don’t have those troublesome things. I don’t have anything to say to you, as long as you are happy. But are you? You have a complicated background and a special identity, and everyone is staring at you. Became him? You are Mu Jiashu! You and him are not in the same world at all, so it will be easy to suffer if you don’t come back, you know? Your current behavior is equivalent to a person in a whiteboard suit in the game who insists on fighting with a group of people Renminbi player PK, you still insist on winning against them, aren’t you crazy?”

Mu Jiashu couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

Wei Xun said: "Are you still laughing? Stop laughing, little bastard! I will be very worried when you are outside, do you understand? Seeing you live like this every day, in my heart... Are you insulting yourself or are you practice me?"

Mu Jiashu suppressed his smile: "Third brother, it has nothing to do with that..."

Wei Xun knocked on his forehead: "Can we stop being so hypocritical?"

Mu Jiashu: "..."

Wei Xun glared at him: "I grew up wearing a pair of pants with you, how could I not know what you were thinking? What timing did you plan, you are just afraid! Just like you were hiding and unwilling to admit your identity to me back then. , you are afraid that Uncle Mu will not recognize you, you are afraid that Mu Hao is the one who harmed you, you think that if you don't get in touch with them, you can pretend that those things don't exist, and pretend to show others that you are doing well, that you have a plan, The face where everything is under your control. So you are not guilty?"

It has to be said that it was not easy to hide anything in front of Wei Xun, Mu Jiashu was speechless, at this moment, a feeling of relaxation and soreness suddenly surged in his heart.

Indeed, maybe sometimes, what he worries about is really too much...

He knows how to calculate and manipulate people's hearts, but he doesn't know how to accept and trust a person.

"Go back, Xiaoshu. Uncle Mu misses you very much, and I know you miss him too. Why did you lose your composure in the hospital that day, so that even someone like Li Zhiguo would hit you? Do you think I don't understand?"

Mu Jiashu remained silent.

His hand was held: "Don't worry, no one will hurt you again, and what happened in the past will definitely come to light, you believe me."

Wei Xun let out a sigh of relief: "Whether you are three years old or 30 years old, I know you are my...brother, no matter when, I will always stand by your side unconditionally."

"...I see." Mu Jiashu finally said.

Wei Xun's tongue was full of flowers, and he almost used up his eloquence for the rest of his life. It was a rare event that made Mu Jiashu change his mind, but the opponent's skill level was too high, and the brainwashing function attached to his words probably only lasted for a while. By 10 minutes, my dear brother was back to his senses.

"Third Brother, why do I feel that you might have told your Uncle Mu about my real identity before you told me these truths?"

When the car stopped at the door of the house, Mu Jiashu finished speaking with a slight smile, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, goodbye." Then he opened the door and got out of the car.

Wei Xun, who was left alone in the car, raised his hand and wiped his face, feeling a little scared.

Mu Yanrui didn't see him outside, Wei Xun took Mu Jiashu home directly on the weekend.

The two of them went home as usual, and neither of them specifically greeted Mu Yanrui in advance. The Mu family's house stood silently in the early morning sunlight. Mu Jiashu got out of the car and looked up. His eyes were dark and the sun was not there into his eyes.

He grew up here, learned to walk, talk, run... Two years ago, he also died in this place.

Wei Xun didn't speak, and stood quietly with him for a while, Mu Jiashu took a breath, stepped forward and rang the doorbell.

He is back.

Mu Yanrui and Mu Haochang are both at home. In a house with a total of five or six hundred square meters, there are only the father and son other than the aunt who cooks and cleans. The Mu family has a strict family style and a very regular schedule. Order them just after breakfast.

Wei Xun was used to coming to Mu's house. Auntie opened the door when she saw him. He led Mu Jiashu in. Mu Yanrui was sitting on the sofa in the hall reading a newspaper when he heard their footsteps. Started up, then froze.

Wei Xun smiled and said, "Uncle Mu, look who I brought here."

Mu Jiashu didn't speak, and stood there silently. Mu Yanrui, holding a newspaper in his hand, also sat motionless on the sofa, staring at his son, after a while, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Little tree. "

Although Shen Shu's name is also this, but Mu Jiashu almost instinctively recognized who Mu Yanrui called: "...um."

He wanted to call "Dad", but his voice seemed hoarse, the despair when he died, the confusion after rebirth, the struggle to survive with a new identity... It turned out that he didn't have these emotions, but buried them habitually In the bottom of my heart, it wasn't until I saw Mu Yanrui that I suddenly surged up, and my entire chest seemed to be about to explode.

He suddenly regretted standing here again.

Mu Yanrui slowly stood up from the sofa, his eyes never leaving Mu Jiashu's face, his face was very calm, but his hands were trembling slightly under closer inspection, and he was quickly restrained.

Mu Jiashu turned his eyes away.

Wei Xun, who had never disturbed the two father and son, suddenly raised his arms and put his arms around Mu Jiashu's shoulders, just like how he hugged him countless times when he was a child, when there was thunder at night, when his illness broke out, and when his mother passed away.

Wei Xun patted him on the shoulder, pressed it hard, and said in a low voice, "Xiao Shu, you're home! Don't be dazed, go and talk to your father."

Mu Jiashu took a deep breath, Wei Xun pushed him, forced him to Mu Yanrui, stepped back two steps, and stood far away.

Mu Yanrui put down the crumpled newspaper: "Go back to the room and talk."

Mu Jiashu followed behind him, and the two father and son entered the study room. Wei Xun looked at the closed door, walked to the sofa and sat down, picked up the newspaper that Mu Yanrui put there, and flipped through it casually, but he didn't see the content in his eyes Go, keep peeking at the door.

After a while like this, he himself realized that he couldn't read anything anymore, so he simply stopped pretending, casually threw the newspaper away, fidgeted around the hall, and finally stopped by a piano.

Like the Wei family's, this piano also belonged to Mu Jiashu, and it seemed that his breath still lingered on it.

Wei Xun leaned on the piano, opened the cover of the piano with one hand, and pressed a few notes at random, calming his disturbed mood.

He was impatient to learn these things, and he was not good at playing the piano. His usual understanding of this aspect was only a little bit of what he had seen and heard from Mu Jiashu. The few keys he pressed vaguely belonged to an old song he often played in his memory.

Before Wei Xun remembered the name of the song, he suddenly heard a "bang" from the upstairs door, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly. He raised his head and looked up.

Mu Haochang gasped and stood at the stairs on the second floor, his eyes flicked across Wei Xun's face, and he scanned the hall eagerly, the light in his eyes suddenly faded.

"Were you playing the piano just now?"

Wei Xun's surprised expression sank, and he let out a "huh".Since Mu Haochang could hear the sound of the piano, it was obvious that he had also heard the commotion in the hall just now, but he was just pretending to be dead in the room.

Wei Xun said: "I was idle and bored, so I pressed a few times blindly. Are you all right, Hao Chang?"

Mu Haochang's expression was uncertain, and after a minute, he said: "It's okay, why don't you sit down soon when the third brother is here, it's because I didn't entertain well."

Wei Xun smiled, closed the piano cover, walked back to the sofa and sat down again, Mu Hao advocated pouring a glass of lemonade and handed it to him, Wei Xun thanked him and took it.

"Third Brother really...does his best."

Mu Haochang has completely returned to normal, holding another cup in his hand, sitting opposite Wei Xun: "I really didn't expect you to bother so much about an illegitimate child, is it because he looks like my brother? It shouldn't be. , you should know that my brother hates Dad and other women for being unclear."

Wei Xun took a sip of water and asked casually, "Are you testing me? If you want to know something, just ask."