Never Peace ABO

No one spoke.

Xu Qiyue looked at Wu Ning beside him, and saw that he was expressionless, his eyes were lowered, his eyelashes fluttered when he blinked, and remained still for the rest of the time, his lower eyelids were covered with a faint shadow cast by the eyelashes.He shifted his gaze from Wu Ning to the photos on the dining table, put down his chopsticks, rested his hands on the edge of the table hesitantly, and reached out to the stack of photos after a while.

He picked up the photo and retracted his arms, halfway, Wu Ning suddenly held his hand holding the photo.

With a "boom", the photo and Xu Qiyue's hand were pressed onto the table.

The photo faintly reveals a maroon color patch, like the color of blood oxidized when exposed to air.

It was as if a long needle pierced the eardrum like lightning, the buzzing tinnitus climbed along the nerves, and the blue blood vessels on the neck were beating.Xu Qiyue found that Wu Ning turned his head to look at him, but he couldn't understand the meaning in Wu Ning's eyes, the white sclera, the light brown glass-like iris, the image of Wu Ning's face was tiled on his retina, and the brain used different colors to complete a picture. character puzzle.

After what seemed like a long time, but actually only a second or two, Xu Qiyue withdrew her hand and said, "I don't want to watch it."

Under the dining table, his hand was on Wu Ning's thigh.He subconsciously appeased Wu Ning, and his little unknown movements expressed the intimacy between the two.

Seeing Wu Ning's weird performance, Wu Shuohai leaned over and took the stack of photos.The photos on the upper layer were put one by one to the bottom layer. He browsed through the photos, his deep expression remained unchanged from beginning to end.

Everyone in the restaurant is framed in a painting, quietly hiding their thoughts.

There was a cold and damp feeling in the corridor, licking the bare skin on the neck, numb.Wu Shuohai was pushed out from the warm door, and the door was closed so hard that the floor was shaking. The door in front of him was like an impenetrable wall, blocking him out.

Wherever Wu Shuohai went, he was praised by others. When did he receive such treatment?Furious, he slammed the New Year's present on the door, turned and walked down the stairs.

Outside the window on the landing, the sky was gray with thin snow.Footsteps came from behind, Wu Shuohai turned his head, and the man suddenly stopped on the stairs.

With an awkward and angry face, the young man reluctantly held the gift that Wu Shuohai had just thrown away, raised his hand, and wanted to return the gift to him from a distance.

"Take it, Dad gave it to you, the things inside won't break." Wu Shuohai suppressed his anger and took two steps back, speaking softly.

"The bank card you gave is in the gift bag, my mother doesn't want it." He still raised his hand stubbornly.

He has grown very tall, standing on the higher stairs, Wu Shuohai has to look up at him.He could see the shadow of his youth from his face, the youth like flowing water.

"If your mother doesn't want you, you can take it yourself, and you can buy whatever you want with your brother."

Bian Bo stuffed the gift into his arms, and the footsteps running upstairs were as hurried as when he came.

Wu Shuohai had mixed feelings in his heart, went downstairs, threw the gift to the driver, and he stood at the door of the building waiting for Bian Ning.

In the snow, a slender figure gradually grew larger, and his face became clear.It rarely snowed in this city, and the snowflakes fell on the ground and disappeared in a blink of an eye. There was snow in his hair, and there was no sound when he walked. When he saw Wu Shuohai waiting at the door of the building, he smiled brightly.

"dad."

"Where have you been?"

Bian Ning said generously, "Take your boyfriend home."

"Why didn't you tell me that you made friends before?" Wu Shuohai smiled and touched the back of his head.

"Just got together recently."

Wu Shuohai took out the bank card and put it in the pocket of Bian Ning's gray down jacket, and said, "It costs money to fall in love, so you can use this card. And your brother, if he uses the money, you can transfer the money to him." .Don't tell your mother about it, be smart."

"I have money." Bian Ning put his hand into his pocket, but was suppressed by Wu Shuohai.

"It's not easy for your mother to raise the two of you by herself. How much pocket money can she usually give you? Take it, Dad doesn't have many other things, but he has a lot of money."

Bian Ning lowered his head and asked hesitantly, "Father, when will you come next time?"

The sound of chair feet rubbing against the marble floor brought Wu Shuohai back to his senses. Wu Yu got up and threw down the napkin that wiped his lips.

Feng Yuehua grabbed his cuff, "Where are you going? Sit down."

"I'm full, is there anything else I need to do? Why should I stay here if I don't have anything to do with me?" Wu Yu pushed Feng Yuehua's hand away and walked out of the restaurant on his own.

Wu Shuohai put the photo back on the table, his eyes were fixed in the sockets, his eyes were straight, and he was silent for a long time, then he suddenly said to Xu Qiyue: "The kitchen has newly made desserts, both sweet and salty, you pack some of them, bring them with you. Go back and eat."

In the kitchen, Xu Qiyue stood aside and watched the servant pack the snacks absently.He picked up a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth. The meringue was wrapped with meat filling. He chewed it and swallowed it into his stomach. He said, "Don't pack salty ones, just sweet ones."

He tasted fresh meat dim sum which was slightly greasy, Wu Ning likes sweet, so he must eat sweet dim sum.

Back at the restaurant, the dinner was over, Xu Qiyue followed Wu Ning and left Qiuluyuan Villa.The car returning home was surprisingly quiet. The two sat in the back seat of the car without any physical contact, and each turned their faces to the car window on their side.

The street lights outside the window backed away quickly, and the light spots in Wu Ning's pupils flickered.He closed his eyes, raised one hand, and gently touched his face, eyes, bridge of nose, and mouth with his fingertips, like a blind man using his sense of touch to identify an old friend.

"It wasn't him who hit someone, it was me."

Several people in the living room were stunned, Bian Ning repeated: "It wasn't my younger brother who beat someone, it was me."

Bian Yuqing was holding Bian Bo's arm, ordering him to apologize to the classmate who was beaten and their parents, and said angrily, "What are you doing? Go into the house and do your homework."

Bian Bo has been mischievous since he was a child, and when he did something wrong, Bian Ning covered him up.

Bian Ning turned his eyes to the boy whose nose was bruised and his face was swollen from the beating, and there was a trace of coldness in his eyes that didn't fit the age of a primary school student, "Can you tell me apart from Bian Bo? It's ridiculous."

The boy saw Bian Ning's eyes, pointed at him and shouted, "That's him! He's the one who hit me!"

Bian Yuqing was confused, and said to Bian Bo: "You didn't hit me? You didn't hit me, why don't you tell me!"

"I did it, how could my brother fight." Bian Bo smiled cautiously under Bian Yuqing's anger, with his tail between his legs.

The boy identified Bian Ning with certainty, and his parents said in a strange way: "Oh, I heard that your family Bian Ning ranks first in the exam every year, so it turns out that he can also rank first in fighting."

Bian Yuqing pulled Bian Ning closer and asked him to apologize.

Bian Ning refused, "Because he lost and I won, should I apologize? I don't."

"No, no, it's really not my brother." Bian Bo was still talking.

The door was closed, and Bian Yuqing saw off the two uninvited guests, holding his forehead with a gloomy expression.

"Come here." She walked to the sofa and sat down, calling the brothers to come to her.

Bian Bo obediently went to her, while Bian Ning stood there with no expression on his face.

"Why did you fight?" Bian Yuqing stared at Bian Ning and asked, "Did I teach you to use your fists to solve problems?!"

"If others want to fight, they can't just stand still and get beaten..." Bian Bo muttered cowardly and unhappily.

"Don't talk! I'm going to ask your brother! You cover for him, and I will settle accounts with you later."

Bian Ning was as cold as a piece of iron, slowly opened his jaw and said, "There is no reason."

"You still put it here and give me a hard mouth. Why do I ask you? How did he provoke you?"

"No."

Bian Bo interjected: "Mom, you don't know, but whoever has such a cheap mouth, I wanted to beat him up a long time ago."

Bian Yuqing understood, "Bian Ning, did he... say you don't have a father?"

"No." Bian Ning clenched his back molars.

She turned to ask Bian Bo, but Bian Bo, who was still a parrot just now, turned into a quail, and he hesitated and couldn't explain why.Bian Yuqing gradually lost her patience and stopped asking questions.

"If you don't say it, it means you are the one who is wrong. You two, go stand by the wall for an hour." She got up and went back to the bedroom.

Bian Ning retreated to the wall and stood upright with a stubborn expression, as if he had done nothing wrong.Bian Bo stood next to Bian Ning's shoulder, it was normal for him to be punished to stand.

"Brother, why didn't you call me when you beat him? Are you not injured?" Bian Bo asked in a low voice.

A tear fell from the corner of his eye, Bian Ning raised his chin slightly, pretending that the tear did not exist.

"To shut up."

The night was getting darker, and the difference between indoor and outdoor light and darkness turned the window glass into a mirror, reflecting the figures of two people side by side.Knowing that Bian Ning cares about saving face, Bian Bo straightened his head and pretended not to see him cry.He covered Bian Ning's face with his hands, observed himself on the window glass, covered himself on the window glass again, and observed Bian Ning on the window glass.

Xu Qiyue pressed his forehead against the car window, frowned slightly, and unconsciously recalled the two brothers, Bian Ning for a while, Bian Bo for a while.

On weekends, a coffee shop near Xu's house.Xu Qiyue was about to be driven crazy by the math homework, he ate while doing the problems, and used food to dispel his depressed emotions.

Three hours passed, and he still hadn't finished a paper.

The stack of test papers and exercise books that Bian Ning had originally stacked on the left hand side was moved to the right hand side one by one, and the last exercise book was spread out on the table, and Bian Ning was writing on it.

There is a gap in efficiency between people.

Xu Qiyue made trouble for Bian Ning, pulled out the pen he was holding, and pulled the open exercise book to her side.

There were also math problems in the workbook, so Xu Qiyue turned the page forward and asked, "What kind of math problems are in the third year of high school? Let me see if it's difficult or not."

Bian Ning's handwriting is neat and beautiful, and a complete problem-solving process is arranged under each major problem.Xu Qiyue flipped through a few more pages, but the strange thing was that the font changed, and there was only a single answer under the question, and there was no half-line problem-solving process.

He wondered, "Do you have different fonts before and after?"

"This is Bian Bo's exercise book." Bian Ning crossed his fingers and rested his chin.

"Ah?! You do his homework for him!" Xu Qiyue was shocked and forgot to control her volume. Everyone in the coffee shop looked at him, and Xu Qiyue wanted to hide herself.

"Only math homework, not everything."

"Bian Bo is lazier than me. I copy homework at most, and he does it for his brother. Is he not good at math? Why don't he do the questions?"

Bian Ning raised his eyebrows, smiled lightly, and said, "He doesn't need to do the questions."

"What do you mean 'he doesn't need to do the questions'? The math knowledge you have learned should be consolidated by doing the questions! Although learning mathematics is difficult, you should not give up doing the questions, just like you should not give up treatment when you are sick."

"He did all the questions that only wrote the answers. Please check the answers for him and see how many he can get right." Bian Ning's smile deepened.

Xu Qiyue turned around, "You mean Bian Bo's math is so good that he doesn't need to do the questions?"

Bian Ning nodded, the expression on his face was obviously proud, he was proud of Bian Bo.

"I don't believe that he is so good at mathematics that he doesn't need to do the questions." Xu Qiyue opened the answer book clipped in the workbook, and compared the answers written by Bian Bo with the standard answers one by one. After checking the answers on the two pages, he raised his eyelids and looked Looking at Bian Ning, he asked him seriously, "Didn't Bian Bo copy the standard answers when doing the questions?"

"He's very smart." Bian Ning said firmly, "He's smarter than me."

His forehead was away from the car window, and his body was close to Wu Ning, leaning against him, the smell of tung flowers drifted to the tip of Wu Ning's nose.

"Wu Ning." Xu Qiyue rubbed her soft cheek against Wu Ning's shoulder.

Wu Ning stroked his face with one hand.

The night was very quiet, and he heard Wu Ning exhale deeply, like a sigh.