Junior Bamboo Horse is a squeamish beauty

Ji Xiaohuan stroked Kuang Mu's cheek with his hand.

Kuang Mu's face was a little cold, Ji Xiaohuan wanted to warm up Kuang Mu's face.

It wasn't until Ji Xiaohuan felt that Kuang Mu's body began to tremble again that he naturally let go of his hand.

The current Kuang Mu would still resist his touch.

But as long as Ji Xiaohuan hugs him, Kuang Mu is also very obedient and never pushes him away.

It's just that Kuang Mu's body will subconsciously feel nervous about Ji Xiaohuan's touch.

So now Ji Xiaohuan has learned to let go of his brother's hand before Kuang Mu's body reacts.

Ji Xiaohuan sat back in the driver's seat and looked at Kuang Mu.

Kuang Mu held the bunch of sugar-coated candied haws in his hand, and his beautiful big eyes were full of reflections of the bunch of sugar-coated candied haws.

Ji Xiaohuan looked at his younger brother's blank gaze, and asked, "Don't you want to eat?"

Kuang Mu seemed to have come back to his senses, his shoulders trembled, then he shook his head slightly, lowered his eyes and licked the bunch of candied haws with the tip of his tongue.

Everything about Kuang Mu is beautiful, even his tongue is pink.

Ji Xiaohuan still remembered the touch of his younger brother's tongue, it was soft and moist and warm.

When Kuang Mu kissed him, he was like a little white cat at first, trying very hard to cater to Ji Xiaohuan with his mouth, expressing his inexhaustible love for Ji Xiaohuan.

But then his younger brother was always bullied by him in his arms, his eyes were red, and he couldn't even breathe well. He didn't have half the strength to cater to him, and in the end there was only a low moan in a crying voice.

Ji Xiaohuan turned sideways, squinting at Kuang Mu.

He patiently waited for Kuang Mu to finish eating, then took the stick of candied gourd in Kuang Mu's hand, raised his hand to wipe the sugar juice from the corner of Kuang Mu's mouth, opened the car door, got out of the car and threw the garbage into the trash bucket.

This series of actions is as natural as it has been done thousands of times.

The touch of Ji Xiaohuan's fingertips still remained at the corner of Kuang Mu's mouth, Kuang Mu was stunned, his eyes fixed on Ji Xiaohuan's back outside the window.

In fact, it has always been like this.

From a young age, as long as Kuang Mu was by Ji Xiaohuan's side, he didn't have to worry about anything.

Ji Xiaohuan may not be good at words, but when taking care of him, he can always take care of all aspects of him properly.

As long as Ji Xiaohuan is around, Kuang Mu doesn't have to do even small things like throwing garbage.

That's why Kuang Mu relied on him so much since he was a child, from three years old to 25 years old.

If one day Ji Xiaohuan is not by his side, he will not even be able to survive.

After Ji Xiaohuan threw away his things and returned to the car, Kuang Mu turned his head to the window and closed his eyes.

Ji Xiaohuan started the car and asked Kuang Mu, "Are you in a better mood?"

Kuang Mu nodded lightly.

It was past eleven o'clock when the two of them returned home at night.

Kuang Mu was a little sleepy. After changing his shoes, he walked straight into the room, wanting to wash up and rest.

"Yue'er." Ji Xiaohuan stopped him.

Kuang Mu stood still and looked back at Ji Xiaohuan.

Ji Xiaohuan pointed to the dining table and said, "Wait a minute, eat something first."

After saying that, Ji Xiaohuan turned around and walked into the kitchen.

Kuang Mu listened to Ji Xiaohuan's words and sat in the dining room.

Not long after, Ji Xiaohuan brought out two bowls of millet porridge from the kitchen, put them in front of Kuang Mu and said, "Let's eat."

Kuang Mu looked at the bowl of boiled millet porridge, and his fingers felt cold unconsciously.

To cook that bowl of porridge to this extent, at least it has to start at seven o'clock in the evening.

That means that after Ji Xiaohuan sent him to Huaxu Hotel, he came back to make porridge, and then ran over to wait for him.

Ji Xiaohuan didn't know what time they left, but Kuang Mu saw Ji Xiaohuan as soon as he got downstairs.

Ji Xiaohuan has been waiting for him downstairs, and he has not eaten.

"How do you know..." Kuang Mu asked in a low voice.

Sitting opposite Kuang Mu, Ji Xiaohuan was also drinking porridge.

He looked up at Kuang Mu and asked, "What?"

"How do you know you didn't have dinner tonight?" Kuang Mu asked in a hoarse voice.

"That restaurant is most famous for fresh food, you can't eat it." Ji Xiaohuan didn't think there was anything wrong, he lowered his head and took two mouthfuls of porridge and said, "Let's eat."

Kuang Mu nodded, raised his hand to hold the bowl of porridge, sniffed and sipped it in small sips.

The bowl of hot porridge entered Kuang Mu's body along his mouth, soothing his cramped stomach and warming his slightly cold heart.

Kuang Mu had a rare good sleep that night.

After a month of psychological counseling for Kuang Mu, the psychiatrist finally fully grasped Kuang Mu's psychological problems.

So Dr. Xie contacted Ji Xiaohuan one afternoon, and reported Kuang Mu's psychological problems to Ji Xiaohuan.

Sitting on the sofa in Dr. Xie's consulting room, Ji Xiaohuan frowned more and more as he watched the series of questions in Kuang Mu's report.

Dr. Xie was wearing a doctor's white coat, put his hands together on the table, and moved his thumbs back and forth.

He said to Ji Xiaohuan: "You have also read this report. Your brother's psychological problems are indeed troublesome. The most important thing is that during the conversation with him, he found that although he seemed to be indifferent to everything on the surface, But in fact, he is a very stubborn person, and as for his stubbornness, I think you should be clear about it."

Ji Xiaohuan closed his eyes heavily, leaned on the sofa and touched the armrest of the sofa with his fingertips, without saying a word.

Dr. Xie looked up at Ji Xiaohuan, lowered his head and continued flipping through the report, and asked Ji Xiaohuan, "Is he still resisting you now?"

"It's better than before, but I still resist." Ji Xiaohuan said in a calm voice.

"How do you resist?"

"Unable to accept intimate contact, he will not resist when he is touched actively, but he can feel the trembling of his body."

The doctor nodded and said, "If it was someone else, he would have resisted, but it's different for you."

Ji Xiaohuan didn't speak.

"Do you understand how he got here in those seven years?"

Ji Xiaohuan was silent for a while and said, "I've been looking for someone to watch him, watch him all the time, make sure he's safe and what he's doing, but his psychology...is unclear."

Ji Xiaohuan knew that Kuang Mu's seven years would not be good, and he never dared to mention those seven years in front of Kuang Mu.

So he and Kuang Mu have been together for so long until now, and there is still a layer of glass between them.

Ji Xiaohuan didn't dare to ask Kuang Mu because he was afraid that he would hurt Kuang Mu.

Kuang Mu did not dare to ask Ji Xiaohuan because he was afraid that he would not be able to accept it.

"Then you need to find out how he lived for seven years." The doctor closed the report and said, "Even if you can't ask him, you can ask the people around him, there should be someone who knows."

Ji Xiaohuan left the clinic, sat in the car and lit a cigarette.

Doctor Xie was very busy. After Ji Xiaohuan walked out of the hall, another patient happened to walk in.

That person came with his wife, and they were talking and laughing when they walked outside.

Ji Xiaohuan looked at those two people silently, until they disappeared at the hospital entrance, Ji Xiaohuan finally put out the cigarette in his hand, and took out the phone from his pocket.

He flipped through the phone's address book and dialed Zhou Bingshuang's number.

Ji Xiaohuan and Zhou Bingshuang made an appointment on Thursday afternoon in a quiet coffee shop in downtown Fucheng.

Zhou Bingshuang still has a bad face when he sees Ji Xiaohuan.

She originally rejected Ji Xiaohuan's invitation this time, and she even spoke rudely and sarcastically to Ji Xiaohuan on the phone.

But Ji Xiaohuan was very patient with Zhou Bingshuang's sarcasm, he didn't refute a word, even listened silently to Zhou Bingshuang scolding him, and didn't hang up the phone.

Then he said in a calm voice: "Kuang Mu's psychological condition is not very good, I need to know how he lived in those seven years, is it convenient for you to meet with me?"

When Zhou Bingshuang heard that it was about Kuang Mu, he couldn't say no to it.

Zhou Bingshuang arrived ten minutes earlier.

She was sitting by the window, adding milk balls to the coffee, when she raised her eyes, she saw Ji Xiaohuan.

So she gave him a blank look, and looked out the window with a coffee cup in her hand.

If she should scold, Zhou Bingshuang has already finished scolding on the phone, and now she is only full of anger when she sees Ji Xiaohuan.

There's really nothing else to say about the rest.

Ji Xiaohuan sat opposite Zhou Bingshuang, he didn't speak first, but pushed Kuang Mu's psychological report to Zhou Bingshuang's eyes.

Zhou Bingshuang glanced at him before picking up the report.

She flipped through the report, the more she sat upright, the stronger the report she was holding in her hand.

Seeing that in the end Zhou Bingshuang did not feel angry at seeing Ji Xiaohuan at all, but tightly held the report in his hands, lowered his head and closed his eyes, panting non-stop in his chest.

When Zhou Bingshuang raised his eyes, their sockets were red.

She asked Ji Xiaohuan: "Did you really want to kill him back then?"

"No."

Ji Xiaohuan said.

"Then why do you plead guilty?!"

In fact, Zhou Bingshuang already had the answer in her heart, and when she heard Ji Xiaohuan's answer today, she wished she could crush the piece of paper in her hand.

She said in a hoarse voice: "Are you really because of that piece of jade? That piece of jade is only a few hundred million yuan. Didn't Kuang Mu say that back then, he can give you all his inheritance! Why are you still To do this?!"

This is what Zhou Bingshuang couldn't understand the most.

She couldn't figure out why Ji Xiaohuan did this?

He pleaded guilty and went to prison. This kind of thing not only ruined Kuang Mu, but also ruined Ji Xiaohuan himself.

But when Zhou Bingshuang asked about this, Ji Xiaohuan remained silent.

Holding the cigarette case in his hand, he lowered his head and took out a cigarette from it, and suddenly realized that smoking is not allowed in the coffee shop.

So Ji Xiaohuan clamped the cigarette firmly on his fingertips, and said in a calm voice: "I must get this piece of jade back then."

Hearing what Ji Xiaohuan said, Zhou Bingshuang grinned twice.

She didn't continue to ask Ji Xiaohuan why, but leaned on the seat and said: "So you gave up on him for seven years, seven years, and now you are back, you regret it, you try your best to treat him, you want Want to make up? But how do you make up for the damage you caused him? How do you make up for those seven years?"

Ji Xiaohuan looked at Zhou Bingshuang with those lonely eyes without saying a word.

Zhou Bingshuang laughed, and continued: "Perhaps in your heart, those seven years are nothing at all. You can let him go and do what you want, but how many years has Kuang Mu loved you? ? He is far less strong than you!"

Said that Zhou Bingshuang was still laughing later, but his voice was crying.

Zhou Bingshuang was unwilling to say more if there were too many words.

She took a deep breath, opened her eyes wide and raised her head to look out of the window, trying very hard to keep her tears from falling and staining the makeup she just painted.

After she calmed down for a while, she began to tell Ji Xiaohuan what happened in those seven years.

In fact, Zhou Bingshuang doesn't know much about it, the key is that Kuang Mu's emotions are rarely shown.

Except for the two months when Ji Xiaohuan was in prison, Kuang Mu's physical condition was very poor, because he had to stay in the hospital for two months because of acute gastric bleeding.

After Kuang Mu was discharged from the hospital, he studied and went to class every day.

Except for going to school every day, he never takes the initiative to go out.

He doesn't talk or smile every day, just like a robot, even Zhou Bingshuang can't see what he's thinking and whether he's doing well.

After Zhou Bingshuang finished talking about Kuang Mu's seven-year situation, he had nothing to say.

The two were silent for a while.

Zhou Bingshuang sighed suddenly, turned the coffee cup in his hand, and said in a weary voice: "You will coax him more in the future and spend more time with him. Didn't he like to cling to you the most when he was young..."

Speaking of which, Zhou Bingshuang closed her eyes, and she finally resigned to her fate.

She knew that her younger brother might not be able to escape Ji Xiaohuan's hurdle in his life.

Even though Ji Xiaohuan hurt him so deeply, even if Ji Xiaohuan made him suffer so much, this psychological report is enough to show that Kuang Mu cannot do without him.

Zhou Bingshuang continued in a very low voice: "Kuang Mu has had a very bad life these years. He is not in good health, and those diseases are still connected to his heart. Xiao Mu has liked you alone in his life, and you have taken away his money." His half life, you really are..."

Zhou Bingshuang didn't want to go any further when she said this, she shook her head, picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip.

After hearing what Zhou Bingshuang said, Ji Xiaohuan was silent for a while, and said flatly, "Okay."

Then Ji Xiaohuan looked down at the watch in his hand, it was almost five o'clock in the afternoon, and it was time for Kuang Mu to get off work.

So Ji Xiaohuan said to Zhou Bingshuang: "Thank you today, I still have things to do, let's go first."

After finishing speaking, Ji Xiaohuan stood up and walked to the front desk to pay the bill.

Zhou Bingshuang sighed and picked up the cup on the table.

Suddenly she found a pinched cigarette in the trash can beside the table.

The cigarette was not lit, but it was pinched and broken into several pieces, even the tobacco inside scattered out.

Zhou Bingshuang was stunned, then raised his eyes to look at Ji Xiaohuan's back.

Ji Xiaohuan stood at the front desk, communicating with the waiter at the front desk as usual, without any emotional ups and downs in his body.

After paying the bill, Ji Xiaohuan thanked the waiter, turned around and strode out of the cafe.

When Ji Xiaohuan hurried back to H University, it was 15 minutes before Kuang Mu got off work.

Ji Xiaohuan sat in the car and waited for Kuang Mu.

He touched his pocket to take out a pack of cigarettes, but found that his cigarettes had been left in the coffee shop.

Ji Xiaohuan suddenly felt a little irritable, he looked out the window, and pointed the steering wheel with his slender fingers.

In fact, he didn't have such a big smoking addiction before.

It was too troublesome for him to smoke a cigarette in prison in those years, so he almost quit smoking in three years.

Later, he started to start a business in China, and when his domestic business became a little more stable, he went abroad to continue his university studies.

He has also been smoking less and less over the past few years.

But ever since he returned to Kuang Mu's side, seeing Kuang Mu struggling painfully in his own world every day, unable to get out of the circle he surrounded himself, Ji Xiaohuan couldn't do anything, he Feel helpless.

Ji Xiaohuan never likes to show his feelings, smoking is the only way he can vent his feelings.

Ji Xiaohuan suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a pack of cigarettes in the car again, he lowered his head and opened the car cabinet on the right hand side, and sure enough, there was a small half pack of cigarettes inside.

That brand of cigarettes is not Ji Xiaohuan's favorite, but it's enough to deal with it now.

Ji Xiaohuan lit the cigarette, staring at the sparks in the cigarette butt with his deep eyes.

At this time, Kuang Mu came out from the stairway not far away.

The weather has been warm recently, and the students around are all wearing thin clothes.

But Kuang Mu was cold and afraid of the cold, even in the early summer weather, Ji Xiaohuan made Kuang Mu wear a slightly thicker white coat.

Kuang Mu also listened to him very much, he would wear whatever Ji Xiaohuan told him to wear.

Kuang Mu is especially suitable for white. When he was wearing white clothes, he looked clean and out of tune with the people around him. Now that the sun was shining on Kuang Mu, his body was slender and his appearance was delicate.

Ji Xiaohuan did not see Kuang Mu's arrival.

He fixed his eyes and recalled what Zhou Bingshuang had said to him.

Ji Xiaohuan suddenly realized what Zhou Bingshuang's words meant.

Kuang Mu is fragile.

He was like the tenderest flower on a branch since he was a child. He was in poor health, afraid of everything, and more delicate and crying than ordinary children.

Before Kuang Jinshan left Kuang Mu in Ji's family to raise him, he once said to Ji Mingyi jokingly: Raising one Kuang Mu is more difficult than raising ten girls. Girls are not as squeamish as Kuang Mu and love to cry, and they also have a lot of physical troubles. thing.

But ever since Kuang Mu came to Ji Xiaohuan's house, when he saw Ji Xiaohuan for the first time when he was three years old, Ji Xiaohuan became his branch, his support.

Ji Xiaohuan had to support him so that he could live well.

Flowers are flowers, and branches are branches.

Both depend on each other.

It's just that the flowers are not as strong as the branches. If Ji Xiaohuan doesn't want him, the branches will disappear and the flowers will start to wither.

Ji Xiaohuan put the cigarette on his fingertips to his mouth and took a puff, the smoke entered his body.

Ji Xiaohuan suddenly began to doubt, if this is really the case, then what he thought he did for Kuang Mu's good, did he really treat him well?

Are those things right or wrong?

Just as Ji Xiaohuan was thinking, Kuang Mu had already walked beside Ji Xiaohuan's car.

As soon as he opened the car door, he was immediately choked by the smell of Ji Xiaohuan's cigarette before he could sit down in his seat.

Kuang Mu covered his mouth and began to cough. He held the door of the car with one hand, coughing so that his shoulders shrugged and his eyes turned red.

"Cough cough cough cough cough..."

Only then did Ji Xiaohuan come back to his senses, and immediately put out the cigarette butt.

The cigarette he smoked had a strong smell, and usually Kuang Mu didn't have a big reaction when he smelled it, but this time he coughed badly.

Ji Xiaohuan opened the car doors to ventilate the air, took off his cigarette-smeared coat, then walked around the car and strode to Kuang Mu's side, grabbed Kuang Mu's shoulders, and patted him Pat on the back.

Kuang Mu's back was slightly bent, and his coughing chest began to ache.

His ears were ringing, but he heard Ji Xiaohuan apologizing to him in a low and deep voice: "Yue'er, I didn't pay attention, I won't do it next time."

There were students walking back and forth on the campus, but Kuang Mu and Ji Xiaohuan standing in the middle of the campus were really eye-catching.

All the classmates who passed by looked this way.

They saw Teacher Xiao Kuang holding the car door with his hands, with red eyes, covering his mouth and coughing, his shoulders were heaving like a leaf trembling in the wind.

Standing next to him was a handsome man who put his arms around his shoulders to support him, frowned and whispered something in Teacher Kuang's ear, and patted Teacher Kuang on the back with his hands up and down.

Taking a closer look, the man turned out to be somewhat familiar, as if he was the handsome exchange student that many girls liked before.

Now everyone around is talking about it.

"Why didn't that exchange student go back to his school in England? What's his relationship with Teacher Xiao Kuang?"

"I don't know. I heard that the exchange student always made Teacher Kuang angry in class before, and once made Teacher Kuang's face turn red."

"Why did I hear that Mr. Kuang was sick in class, and he took Mr. Kuang away..."

"So did they know each other before?" A girl suddenly asked.

"I don't know you..." Another girl said, "That exchange student didn't go to a foreign university, how did you know him?"

.......

The people around were talking.

The two people who were born in the center of the topic did not respond at all.

Ji Xiaohuan frowned and looked at his younger brother, and waited until Kuang Mu's cough subsided a little, then he helped Kuang Mu to sit in the car.

The smell of smoke in the car has also dissipated.

Kuang Mu still covered his heart and coughed softly.

He couldn't smell the smell of smoke, especially when he opened the door just now, the smell of smoke in Ji Xiaohuan's car was thick and choking, it rushed into his nasal cavity unexpectedly, making him choke immediately.

Ji Xiaohuan sat in the driver's seat and looked sideways at Kuang Mu.

Kuang Mu's eyes were red, he was not breathing evenly, and his hands were still gently rubbing his heart.

Ji Xiaohuan unscrewed the thermos cup on the car, lowered his head to test the water temperature, and handed it to Kuang Mu's mouth.

Ever since Ji Xiaohuan came to pick up Kuang Mu every day, no matter what time it was, he always prepared hot water for his brother in his car, even in summer.

Kuang Mu took the water glass with both hands, his small face flushed with coughing, and his mouth was slightly open, gasping for breath.

Ji Xiaohuan raised his hand and caressed his brother's thin back.

The water was a little hot, Kuang Mu took two sips and handed the water to Ji Xiaohuan.

Ji Xiaohuan took the water and asked Kuang Mu: "Chest pain?"

Kuang Mu shook his head and said, "It's okay."

Only then did Ji Xiaohuan unscrew the water glass and put it back.

Today, Kuang Mu is in class on the West Campus, and it is still some distance from the apartment. Ji Xiaohuan has to drive more than ten minutes to get to the apartment.

On the road, Kuang Mu turned his head to glance at Ji Xiaohuan, and then turned his head to look at the front window of the car.

He pursed his lips and said hesitantly, "Don't smoke all the time..."

Ji Xiaohuan was driving, he didn't pay attention to Kuang Mu's words, he said kindly: "Next time I won't let you smell the smoke."

"No." Kuang Mu tightened his fingers and said softly, "Smoking is bad for your health..."

After talking, when Ji Xiaohuan was about to turn his head to look at him, Kuang Mu immediately turned his head to look out of the car window.

He could feel Ji Xiaohuan's gaze was right behind him, making his back scorching hot.

After a while, Ji Xiaohuan said in a low voice, "Okay."

After entering the summer, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, and college students have entered the stage of final exams.

During this period of time, Kuang Mu was a little busy.

He not only has to give lectures to graduate students, but also to issue test papers, and also to summarize the grades at the end of the term.

The most important thing is that he is also a doctoral student, and he has his own homework to complete at the end of the term.

Kuang Mu tends to be overworked when he has too many things to do, he can't eat well, he can't sleep well, and it's summer now, Kuang Mu is not heat-resistant, and he is prone to heat stroke if he stays in the sun for a long time.

Ji Xiaohuan carefully protects Kuang Mu every day, like protecting a snow doll, for fear that the hot weather will make him uncomfortable.

Ji Xiaohuan prepared mung bean soup for him to relieve the heat, prepared meals, and picked him up and down from get off work, but he still watched Kuang Mugang's fat little face lose weight day by day.

At the end of June, the five-year anniversary of Lin Guiye's death arrived.

When Lin Guiye passed away, Ji Xiaohuan was still in prison and had not been able to see her for the last time.

Later, every year on the anniversary of Lin Guiye's death, Ji Xiaohuan went to school abroad, and he even failed to visit Lin Guiye's tomb.

Now it is exactly the fifth anniversary, Ji Xiaohuan has to go back to Mingcheng, and the branch he opened in Mingcheng has some business, so this time Ji Xiaohuan needs to go back to Mingcheng for four days.

Two days before his departure, Ji Xiaohuan was a little worried that Kuang Mu was here alone.

Since he moved into Kuang Mu's house, Kuang Mu's situation seemed to be very stable, but Ji Xiaohuan knew that it was all a superficial phenomenon.

So when the two of them finished their meal at night, Ji Xiaohuan mentioned this matter.

"Yue'er, I have to go back to Ming City for four days the morning after tomorrow."

Ji Xiaohuan had already talked about this matter with Kuang Mu, and Kuang Mu lowered his head to eat, and gave a soft compliment.

Ji Xiaohuan looked at Kuang Mu's downcast eyes, and continued: "Are you busy these few days? If not, you can go back with me and have a look."

When Kuang Mu heard this, he paused while eating, but after only a few seconds, he continued to pick up vegetables and eat.

"No need." Kuang Mu said, "There are still classes, so I can't leave."

"Can you stay at home alone?" Ji Xiaohuan asked.

"Yes." Kuang Mu squeezed the chopsticks tightly, and said softly, "It's only four days. You left alone for seven years."

"........"

Kuang Mu's words were very light, but it was like a falling barrier, covering him and Ji Xiaohuan in the middle, and the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became gloomy and oppressive.

Ji Xiaohuan shrank his hand holding the bowl, the veins on the back of his hand popped up, he raised his eyes and looked deeply at Kuang Mu.

There seemed to be countless emotions in those deep eyes.

Maybe it's regret, maybe it's sadness, maybe it's regret...

Those emotions were too complicated when looking at Kuang Mu, but Kuang Mu didn't even raise his head, he just speeded up his meal.

After a while, Ji Xiaohuan said in a low voice, "Okay."

That night Kuang Mu returned to his room after eating, and sat by the bed alone in a daze.

He regretted it a little.

He didn't mean to say that just now...

Ji Xiaohuan has treated him very well these days, even many times better than when he was back then, and Kuang Mu is also working hard to open up his heart and make himself more cheerful, don't want Ji Xiaohuan so tired.

But Kuang Mu found that what happened back then was a thorn in his heart, a hurdle between him and Ji Xiaohuan.

The thorn, he couldn't pull it out.

Kan, he couldn't get past it.

When he said that sentence today, he blurted it out without even thinking about it.

It was only now that Kuang Mu discovered that he still had a grudge against Ji Xiaohuan, and that grudge had been buried in his heart for seven years, so that it has not disappeared until now.

That's why he said that today.

Kuang Mu thought of this, put his hands on his knees, and squeezed his pajamas tightly.

Kuang Mu has always been soft-hearted towards Ji Xiaohuan, he will not do anything as long as it will hurt his brother, but today he said that, will Ji Xiaohuan be sad......

Even though Kuang Mu just said something insignificant, but as long as he thought that it might make Ji Xiaohuan unhappy, he didn't sleep well that night.

After Kuang Mu got off work the next day, Ji Xiaohuan still picked him up at night.

In the evening, two people eat together.

Kuang Mu couldn't swallow his meal and was absent-minded. He wanted to say the sentence he said yesterday several times. It was not intentional or had any other meaning.

But Kuang Mu really didn't know how to speak, and he didn't want to bring up this matter again.

After Kuang Mu finished his meal, he sat at the dining table and watched Ji Xiaohuan bring all the rice bowls into the kitchen.

Sitting in his seat, he hesitated to speak, hesitating for a long time, and finally he really didn't know what to say, so he bit his lower lip tightly, stood up and walked into the bedroom.

"Moon."

At this time Ji Xiaohuan stopped him.

Kuang Mu paused, and looked back at Ji Xiaohuan.

Ji Xiaohuan opened the refrigerator door and said to him, "Come here."

Kuang Mu walked over.

Then Kuang Mu saw that the refrigerator in his house was empty before, but now it was full.

There are all kinds of vegetables, all kinds of cooked food, and even Ji Xiaohuan's prepared meals.

Ji Xiaohuan pointed to the two boxes of meals inside and said, "You have to invigilate the exam tomorrow, and you don't have time to cook. This is your meal for tomorrow. Remember to warm it up when you come back at night."

Ji Xiaohuan pointed to the vegetables again and said, "It's unhealthy to keep the prepared meals for a long time, and for the remaining three days, you have to cook by yourself and prepare all the dishes. The first time you go home every night The first thing is to remember to eat."

Then Ji Xiaohuan opened the freezer of the refrigerator, pointed to the newly bought Xiaolongbao and shrimp dumplings inside and said, "This is your daily breakfast, heat it up in the morning, and there is also milk powder here, if you are sick If you don’t know what kind of medicine to take, you can make a video call, you know?”

Ji Xiaohuan's voice is particularly nice, deep and slightly hoarse, and he has never talked much, and he rarely speaks such a long sentence to a person.

Kuang Mu looked at the food in the refrigerator, clenched his hands tightly into fists, and nodded.

Ji Xiaohuan took another two steps towards him, and continued to instruct: "It's been hot recently, go to a shady place when you go to work, don't come out when the sun is shining at noon, and eat in the teaching building with food, if you are exposed to the sun If you feel uncomfortable, drink the anti-heat medicine I bought for you, and don’t turn the air conditioner in the office too low, it will freeze.”

Kuang Mu's head drooped very low, standing in front of Ji Xiaohuan like a little ostrich.

Ji Xiaohuan could only see his brother's slender neck and his little hairy head.

Ji Xiaohuan frowned and thought for a while, and wanted to say something, but he heard Kuang Mu say in a nasal voice: "Got it, I'm so sleepy, I'm going back to sleep..."

After saying that, Kuang Mu turned around, quickly walked into the bedroom, and closed the door.

In the end, Kuang Mu still didn't say what he wanted to explain, but was twisted by Ji Xiaohuan's series of concerns and instructions, making his heart sour.

He tossed and turned in bed that night until dawn.

Ji Xiaohuan's flight ticket is at nine o'clock in the morning.

H University is an hour and a half drive from the airport, so it was still light in the morning, and Ji Xiaohuan woke up.

Ji Xiaohuan's movements were very light, it could even be said that he didn't make any sound.

For fear of waking Kuang Mu up, he tidied up a little at home, and went out without even having breakfast at home.

As soon as Ji Xiaohuan went out, the door just closed when Kuang Mu's bedroom door opened.

Kuang Mu was wearing a black and white checked pajamas, a white cotton slippers on his feet, tightly holding the bedroom doorknob, staring at the door in a daze.

He stood for a while, then walked quickly to the balcony.

Just at this time Ji Xiaohuan came out from the corridor.

Kuang Mu stood on the balcony and quietly looked at Ji Xiaohuan's back.

Ji Xiaohuan was wearing a thin gray sweater today, and his back looked straight, but that tall figure gradually became farther and smaller in front of Kuang Mu's eyes...

Kuang Mu suddenly felt very uncomfortable in his heart, as if his heart was pinched and pulled hard, he couldn't breathe, and he wanted to cry.

Kuang Mu couldn't remember how many times he had seen the back of Ji Xiaohuan leaving.

It was like this every time, he was forced to watch Ji Xiaohuan's back as he left.

Kuang Mu knew it was nothing this time, it was only for four days, Ji Xiaohuan had said before that he would take him away, but he himself refused.

But Ji Xiaohuan had been away from him for seven years, he thought that he had long been used to Ji Xiaohuan not being by his side, and could be by himself long ago...

Now Ji Xiaohuan is gone again...

Although only four days.

Only four days.

These four days are nothing compared to the previous seven years, but at the moment when Ji Xiaohuan really left, Kuang Mu was still very reluctant...

He is no different from when he was about to part with Ji Xiaohuan when he was seventeen or eighteen years old, just as reluctant, as sad, as sad.

Even more fear and apprehension than before.

Back then, he could still hold Ji Xiaohuan in his arms and act like a baby to him, cry to him, and tell him his reluctance.

And now what did he say to Ji Xiaohuan at the end...

He is still complaining about Ji Xiaohuan.

Kuang Mu lowered his eyes, looking at Ji Xiaohuan's back with red eyes, and clenched his hands tightly into fists.

He watched Ji Xiaohuan's back shrink little by little, and his heart tightened little by little.

Suddenly Ji Xiaohuan turned around and glanced in the direction of home.

Kuang Mu immediately took two steps back and hid on the balcony, covering his mouth with trembling fingers.

As if he was afraid that Ji Xiaohuan would hear his cry, he covered his mouth very tightly, and his wrists were trembling with force.

Ji Xiaohuan turned his head and looked in the direction of home for a while.

Then Kuang Mu's eyes saw Ji Xiaohuan through the mist and turned around again.

This time Ji Xiaohuan's back completely disappeared from his sight.

Kuang Mu's fingers covering his mouth felt waves of moisture, he closed his eyes tremblingly, and tears fell down his cheeks drop by drop.

It was only now that Kuang Mu realized it belatedly.

He still loves to cry...

作者有话要说：感谢在2022012223：19：49～2022012323：21：04期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Peaceleedragon, Huahuaxiaohua 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Delicatepiggirl; 10 bottles of Qing; 8 bottles of Wuwu X﹏X; Yingyan mio