Junior Bamboo Horse is a squeamish beauty

Kuang Mu held the piece of paper tightly in his hand and walked on the road alone.

The sun was a little hot, and he turned his head sideways to look at the roadside scenery of this community.

He remembered that the last time he was here was late summer.

The weather at that time was cooler than it is in early summer now, but the flowers and trees in the community were still as lush as before, and the green on the trees glowed with bursts of green under the sunlight.

Kuang Mu still remembered that there was a road full of mango trees. When he walked that road last time, he could smell the fragrance of mangoes from the mango trees.

As Kuang Mu walked, he saw the mango trees, which were planted on both sides of the road.

There are many yellow mangoes on the tree, which look very attractive.

Standing under the tree were two seven or eight-year-old boys, who seemed to have come out to play during the summer vacation.

The two boys were a little taller, wearing black coats, and looked more leathery.

He bounced around under the tree trying to pick mangoes.

Jumped once and couldn't pick it up, jumped up again and still couldn't pick it up.

"Brother, why don't you forget it, I won't eat..." Another boy who was slightly shorter, wearing a pair of overalls, took two steps forward, and said in a soft voice.

"No, I promise to let you taste the taste of this mango, and I will pick it for you today."

The taller boy had a louder voice. He wiped the sweat off his brow, took two steps back, started to run up and accelerated forward.

This time he jumped a little higher, raised his hand and finally picked a mango off.

The boy turned around holding the mango, and handed the mango to his younger brother standing behind him with a happy smile.

Another little boy in suspenders took the mango, his eyes curled up happily, and he raised his hand but didn't know how to peel it off.

"stupid!"

The older boy took the mango from his younger brother again, and peeled off the outer skin of the mango, which made his hands sticky, but he didn't take a bite, but handed the peeled mango to his younger brother's hand again. on hand.

The younger brother took a big bite of the mango.

The elder brother immediately lowered his head and asked next to him: "How is it, is it sweet? Is it very sweet? I didn't lie to you!"

The younger brother nodded, showing his small white teeth when he smiled, and said, "It's so sweet."

Then he held the mango in front of his brother and said, "Brother, eat it."

"I don't eat, I don't like to eat sweet, you eat."

The older boy touched the sweat on his forehead, rubbed his younger brother's head, and said nonchalantly.

Kuang Mu stood there and looked at the two children.

He didn't know how long he stood there until the little boy in overalls finished eating the mango, and his mouth was full of yellow water stains.

The older child took the trash from his hands, wiped his younger brother's mouth, and said disgustedly, "Dirty or not."

But in the end he wiped his brother's mouth clean, and then took his little hand and left.

Two children, one tall and one short, gradually walked away in the sunshine...

It wasn't until the figures of the two children completely disappeared that Kuang Mu lowered his head and took a few breaths, and continued walking along the road full of mango trees.

He looked up at the mango trees, and suddenly remembered the scene when he came here for the first time seven years ago.

This community is very big, and Ji Haojun lives in the deepest part of the community, so it takes 10 minutes to drive in.

When Kuang Mu left this community back then, he also walked out step by step like now.

He didn't know how long he had been walking, he stopped and stopped, as if from afternoon to night.

At that time, he was hesitant, sad, and lived in fear of the unknown every day, and in the sadness of losing Ji Xiaohuan.

At that time, his body was covered with scars, and those scars were freshly cut with a knife. The cuts made him feel so painful that he almost couldn't bear it anymore, but he still gritted his teeth for Ji Xiaohuan, biting the bullet. hang on.

But now he is not much better than he was then, those scars were peeled off again when he talked with Ji Haojun today.

Old scars mixed with new scars, becoming bloody.

Kuang Mu suddenly thought again, he was in pain, what about Ji Xiaohuan?

Does he hurt?

Everyone can see Kuang Mu's pain, and everyone knows it.

But why didn't he see Ji Xiaohuan's pain...

Kuang Mu suddenly felt that he was very tired from walking, obviously he hadn't walked a few steps but he was so tired from walking that he could hardly lift his legs.

He looked around and sat down on a flower bed by the side of the road.

The flower beds were a bit dirty with dirt and dust all over them.

Kuang Mu was wearing a pair of light white trousers today, but Kuang Mu didn't care about these at all.

He didn't even wipe the ashes, but sat directly by the flower bed.

Today's sunshine was so dazzling that his eyes turned white in bursts, and he couldn't even see the scenery in front of him clearly.

Kuang Mu pinched his fingers and felt something in his hand.

He lowered his head and realized that it was still the note, the note Ji Shili gave him.

The originally flat piece of paper had long been wrinkled by him, and there was still some wet sweat on it.

Kuang Mu opened the note with his slender fingertips.

The note is spread out.

He lowered his eyes and stared intently at the words Ji Shili wrote to him.

——Don't blame him, he has been leaving everything behind and walking towards you.

Kuang Mu held the note in his hand and looked at it motionlessly.

Suddenly he felt water dripping from the note, dripping onto the white paper.

The black pen ink was smudged.

Kuang Mu looked up at the sky.

It wasn't raining, and the sun was still dazzling.

Then Kuang Mu raised his finger blankly and touched his eyes.

He looked at the water droplets on his fingertips and realized that he was crying.

He cried again.

The moment Kuang Mu saw his tears, he couldn't stop suddenly, his Adam's apple rolled twice, he lowered his head and began to cry loudly.

He cried and gasped and whimpered.

He tightly covered his eyes with his hands, trying to make himself stop crying, stop crying, but it was useless.

Ji Shili was right.

His brother had been dropping everything to come to him.

In Ji Xiaohuan's year, he accepted Kuang Mu and abandoned the hatred in him.

When Ji Xiaohuan was 19 years old, in order not to hurt Kuang Mu, he left behind his best three years of youth.

Kuang Mu always thought that if something happened, he would be the first person Ji Xiaohuan would give up.

But he didn't expect that his brother gave up everything, but he never gave up on him alone!

Even Ji Shili, a kid, can see through this truth, why didn't he see it through!

Without his existence, Ji Xiaohuan wouldn't have lived such a hard and tiring life in this life!

Ji Xiaohuan can still be the young master of his Ji family, can still live a normal life, enter the best university, and inherit the family business.

Instead of becoming a criminal who once mentioned him, everyone knew that he was a prisoner!

When Kuang Mu approached Ji Xiaohuan without knowing how deep it was, Ji Xiaohuan had told him.

——If we don’t become strangers, the road ahead will be very difficult. Even so, do you still want to approach me?

At that time, Kuang Mu didn't know the depth, he naively thought that as long as he worked very hard, as long as his brother was willing to accept him, no matter how difficult the road ahead was for him and Ji Xiaohuan, they would be able to get through it.

Back then, he was the first to enter the restricted area, and he was the first to get close to Ji Xiaohuan, but in the end Ji Xiaohuan took all the suffering for him.

It turned out that without him noticing, his elder brother had long grown into a big tree, covering him with luxuriant green shade.

He didn't let him be hit by wind and rain, he let him grow up well.

Ji Xiaohuan did everything but said nothing.

And myself.......

He has been thinking about the harsh words Ji Xiaohuan said to him, and he has been thinking about Ji Xiaohuan giving up on him back then.

I kept thinking about how tired and bitter my life was, and I could hardly survive.

It took seven years to calculate.

In the past seven years, he has been sluggish and muddled, but now that Ji Xiaohuan is back, he still wants his brother to work hard for him, to be patient with him everywhere, and to be treated coldly by him everywhere.

His elder brother was abandoned by his mother since he was a child, and his father died.

He has no father or mother, but he still grows strong.

In the trial that year, the judge gave Ji Xiaohuan a three-year prison sentence with a lighter sentence.

But if the judge didn't give a light sentence, then Ji Xiaohuan might have spent five or ten years in prison...

These are all possible.

Ji Xiaohuan had thought about this a long time ago, but he still voluntarily walked into the trap set by Kuang Jinshan for Kuang Mu.

Ji Xiaohuan has never done anything, why should he bear the suffering of everyone?

As for himself, why should he blame Ji Xiaohuan, why should he blame Ji Xiaohuan...

Kuang Mu covered his eyes with his hands, crying so much that he couldn't even sit still.

His body slowly slid down along the flower bed, and sat on the ground, his shoulders were trembling slightly.

At this time Kuang Mu felt his cell phone ringing.

The phone rang very harshly, and I don't know how long it rang.

It rang and stopped, stopped and rang again.

Kuang Mu groped his body for a long time, and saw the caller ID on the phone through his tears.

Seeing the caller ID on the screen, he couldn't help it anymore, cried and gasped twice, trembling his fingers, clicked on the call interface, and put the phone to his ear.

"Hey."

Ji Xiaohuan's deep voice came from the phone: "Yue'er, what are you doing?"

Kuang Mu's hand originally covered his mouth forcefully, afraid that Ji Xiaohuan would hear his unstoppable crying.

But when he heard Ji Xiaohuan's voice again, and heard Ji Xiaohuan call him Yue'er again...

At that moment, all the sadness, all the grievances, all the grief, and all those emotions that even he couldn't explain clearly, like a roaring tsunami, drowned him in an instant.

"Brother..." Kuang Mu cried out.

Ji Xiaohuan's breathing stopped suddenly.

Kuang Mu's hand tightly grasped the phone, his fingers hurt, he wished he could crush the phone, his voice trembled uncontrollably, calling out to Ji Xiaohuan: "Brother... ..."

"elder brother......."

"elder brother......."

His voice was full of crying, as if he wanted to call out all the brothers who hadn't been called out for so many years at this moment.

Since Kuang Mu and Ji Xiaohuan reunited, it has been so long, he has never called him brother, not even Ji Xiaohuan's name.

He rarely talks to Ji Xiaohuan, even when Ji Xiaohuan talks to him, he responds lightly.

And how indifferent he was to Ji Xiaohuan back then, now he feels so guilty.

His regretful heart was throbbing.

He has always loved his brother so much, has always loved him very much, but in the end, Ji Xiaohuan is the one who is the most tired and painful....

"Yue'er, what's wrong?" Ji Xiaohuan asked.

"Brother, I'm sorry....I'm sorry...."

Kuang Mu was crying so hard that he couldn't even breathe, but he was still calling Ji Xiaohuan, apologizing to Ji Xiaohuan with a trembling voice.

Ji Xiaohuan fell silent for a while, lowered his voice and said, "Yue'er, where are you?"

"elder brother......"

"Yue'er." Ji Xiaohuan called Kuang Mu in a deep voice, wanting his younger brother to calm down: "Are you at home now? I'll ask someone to check on you, I'll book a ticket to go back right away, stop crying .”

"Brother, I'm not here...I'm in Mingcheng..."

Ji Xiaohuan was silent for a moment, then asked again: "Where are you? I'm looking for you now."

"I..." Kuang Mu raised his eyes and looked around with tears in his eyes.

Ji Haojun's community is too deep and too big.

He was alone, and he didn't know where he was going. There was only one road here, and there were countless mango trees.

The rest of Kuang Mu didn't know anything.

Kuang Mu held the phone in both hands, and said in a trembling voice, "I don't know..."

"Brother, I miss you so much..."

"Where are you, bro..."

Kuang Mu's crying made Ji Xiaohuan's heart tighten. Ji Xiaohuan took a few deep breaths on the phone, and said to Kuang Mu in a calm voice: "Yue'er, listen to me, turn on the phone to locate."

"elder brother......."

"Turn on the phone location."

Kuang Mu bit his lower lip and took the phone off his ear with great effort, his fingertips trembling to find out how to turn it on.

He clearly knew where it was opened before, but now he is holding the phone and swiping his finger on the screen, but his head is blank and he doesn't know where to click and what to do.

Kuang Mu bit his mouth hard, trying to calm down, but the tears in his eyes were too disappointing.

The tears didn't listen to him, and kept sliding down the eyes, dripping onto the phone.

"Brother, I..." Kuang Mu rubbed his eyes and cried again.

"It's on the top of the phone." Ji Xiaohuan's calm voice came from the phone.

Kuang Mu clicked on the button on the phone, nodded, and said with a strong nasal voice, "Tap it on..."

"Click on the red icon on the right."

Kuang Mu followed what Ji Xiaohuan said and clicked on the location.

From Ji Xiaohuan's side came the sound of swiping the phone twice.

He confirmed Kuang Mu's location, and said to Kuang Mu, "Yue'er, I'll pick you up now, don't move around."

"Okay..." Kuang Mu held the phone tightly in his hands, as if holding his life-saving straw.

He cried again and said, "Brother, please don't hang up the phone..."

"it is good."

—

Ji Xiaohuan's speed was very fast.

He located Kuang Mu's location, and when he saw where Kuang Mu was now, he could almost guess what Kuang Mu was going to do.

Ji Xiaohuan got down from the company to the parking lot, drove the car, and drove very fast along the way.

Kuang Mu's mood is very unstable now, he cried and refused to let Ji Xiaohuan hang up the phone, and Ji Xiaohuan didn't dare to let him outside alone.

So Ji Xiaohuan turned on the speakerphone and put it in the car.

He could clearly hear Kuang Mu crying along the way.

He was panting heavily, crying very sadly, as if he was about to shed all the tears he had had for so many years.

Every cry from Kuang Mu made Ji Xiaohuan's grip on the steering wheel stronger, until finally Ji Xiaohuan wrinkled the leather jacket on the steering wheel.

Originally, it took at least four to 10 minutes from Ji Xiaohuan's company to Ji Haojun's community.

But the current time is exactly in the afternoon, there is no one on the road, Ji Xiaohuan quickly shuttled along the road, and arrived there in 10 minutes.

He drove along the path to look for Kuang Mu.

As soon as the car drove into the mango orchard, he saw the figure squatting on the side of the road from afar.

Kuang Mu Mingming is already in his 20s, but when he is wearing white clothes and squatting on the ground with his hands and feet huddled together, his figure is no different from that of a 17-year-old.

The same thin, the same helpless.

When he used to cry, if Ji Xiaohuan was by his side, he would hug Ji Xiaohuan.

And if he was alone, he would habitually hold his knees tightly with his hands, seek a safe posture, bury his little head on his knees, and shrink his whole body.

Ji Xiaohuan parked the car on the opposite side of the road, got out of the car, and called out, "Yue'er."

Kuang Mu's shoulders trembled, he looked up at Ji Xiaohuan, he saw his elder brother striding over from the opposite side of the road, the wind blew Ji Xiaohuan's hair and rolled up the corners of his clothes.

Ji Xiaohuan has always been calm, Kuang Mu rarely sees Ji Xiaohuan in a hurry.

Kuang Mu saw Ji Xiaohuan, he tried his best to stand up and approach Ji Xiaohuan, but his legs were too soft, he lost consciousness a long time ago, so he could only walk towards Ji Xiaohuan with red eyes. Raised his hands.

Ji Xiaohuan frowned, walked to his side with big strides, raised his arms and hugged Kuang Mu into his arms.

"Brother..." Kuang Mu hugged Ji Xiaohuan's neck tightly, crying with his chin on his shoulder: "Brother, I'm sorry...I'm sorry... .”

Ji Xiaohuan didn't speak, but frowned, dragged Kuang Mu's butt with both hands, and hugged Kuang Mu.

Kuang Mu was like a child, his feet lifted off the ground by Ji Xiaohuan, and then Ji Xiaohuan turned around holding him and walked towards the car with big strides.

Kuang Mu's body was very soft.

Ji Xiaohuan could feel that when he hugged Kuang Mu, Kuang Mu's body was no longer tense and trembling, but as before, his whole body was soft and boneless, and his warm body was softly attached to his body, It was like a kitten sticking its softest belly to him.

Unsuspecting, undefended and dependent on his brother.

Ji Xiaohuan hugged Kuang Mu's warm body and walked to the passenger side of the car.

He opened the car door and gently put Kuang Mu on the seat.

Kuang Mu was still unwilling to let go, he was still crying while holding Ji Xiaohuan.

Kuang Mu now is the same as when he was a child, as long as he cries, he can't stop his tears, like a broken faucet, gushing water out.

Ji Xiaohuan patted Kuang Mu's hand without saying a word, then supported Kuang Mu's back with both hands and let him lean back on the chair slowly.

Kuang Mu leaned on the seat, his dark brown hair was scattered on the seat, his eyes were full of tears looking at Ji Xiaohuan, his chest heaved violently, and his fingers were still tightly pulling on Ji Xiaohuan's sleeve.

It was too hot outside today, and Kuang Mu didn't know how long he squatted in the sun, how long he was in the sun, his face was pale, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his hair was wet and clinging to his forehead.

Ji Xiaohuan sat beside him, looking at his younger brother's weak appearance, feeling very distressed.

He turned on the air conditioner, raised his hand to hold his brother's small face, and wiped the sweat from Kuang Mu's forehead and the tears on his face.

"Yue'er, stop crying."

Ji Xiaohuan coaxed Kuang Mu in a low voice, and wiped Kuang Mu's cheeks with his thumbs. The familiar touch made Kuang Mu's tears unstoppable.

seven years.

He blamed his brother for seven years...

Kuang Mu looked at his brother's face with sharp eyebrows, and those black eyes only revealed a trace of softness when looking at him.

He had never seen Ji Xiaohuan show such tenderness to anyone.

Only him.

It turned out that at this time, he realized that his brother was sincere to him and cared about him...

Kuang Mu's heart was so sore that it was about to burst, he gasped for breath with his red lips slightly parted, and cried to Ji Xiaohuan, "Brother, I... can't help it... "

After speaking, Kuang Mu raised his hand and bit his wrist forcefully, trying to hold back his tears.

Ji Xiaohuan frowned.

Seeing Kuang Mu like this now, he already knew exactly what Kuang Mu heard and knew.

Ji Xiaohuan raised his hand and pressed Kuang Mu's wrist from his mouth, stopping Kuang Mu's self-mutilation.

Then he held his younger brother's face and said in a low voice; "Yue'er, I'm fine, I'm fine, don't cry."

But this sentence had the opposite effect.

Kuang Mu's beautiful big eyes looked at Ji Xiaohuan and sobbed, closed his eyes with trembling eyelashes, turned his head and started crying again.

Ji Xiaohuan frowned, seeing his younger brother crying like this, he was at a loss for what to do.

Kuang Mu loves to cry very much. He has loved to cry since he was a child.

And if others provoke Kuang Mu, he will basically not cry, but as long as it is about Ji Xiaohuan, even a little unsurprising little thing, it can make Kuang Mu teary. Ji Xiaohuan's biggest headache was trying to coax his tears back.

But Ji Xiaohuan had never seen Kuang Mu cry so hard before. The tears slid down his face and down his neck, not only soaked a large area of ​​his own collar, but also rubbed all over the car seat. On tears.

Kuang Mu has a shallow stomach and has never been emotionally excited.

He is crying like this now, and if he vomits later, he will definitely feel uncomfortable.

Ji Xiaohuan watched his younger brother rubbing his eyes with both hands, those beautiful eyes were rubbed bright red.

"Yue'er." Ji Xiaohuan raised his hand and rubbed Kuang Mu's heart, leaned down, coaxed him softly and said, "I'm really fine, it's all over, don't cry, my stomach hurts later, don't cry gone."

Ji Xiaohuan coaxed him patiently, but Kuang Mu held Ji Xiaohuan's hand tightly.

He wanted to talk, and wanted to ask Ji Xiaohuan if the past seven years were good.

But his chest hurts badly, his eyes are overflowing, he can't say a word, he can only look at his brother through his tearful eyes, and he can't say anything.

Ji Xiaohuan was a little helpless.

He coaxed his younger brother, rubbed his belly, rubbed his heart, and wiped away his tears. He was in a hurry, but he didn't stop Kuang Mu from crying.

Finally Ji Xiaohuan sighed, put his hands into Kuang Mu's back, and pulled his younger brother into his arms forcefully.

Kuang Mu's chin rested on his shoulder, he wrapped one hand around Kuang Mu's delicate waist, patted Kuang Mu's back with the other, and kissed Kuang Mu's cheek with his head tilted, just like coaxing a child coaxing.

"Be good, Yue'er, don't cry, don't cry..."

Kuang Mu pressed his face against Ji Xiaohuan's shoulder, choked up and said, "Brother, have you been here all the time..."

"I am, always have been."

Ji Xiaohuan's deep voice echoed back and forth in the carriage, like a piece of sandpaper gently polishing Kuang Mu's heart, smoothing and shining all the previous barbs on his heart.

Hearing Ji Xiaohuan's answer, Kuang Mu turned his head sideways, hugged Ji Xiaohuan's neck tighter, and pressed his cheek against Ji Xiaohuan's warm neck.

The tears on his face rubbed onto Ji Xiaohuan's shoulders, his warm breath sprayed on Ji Xiaohuan's neck, and he cried and said to Ji Xiaohuan: "Brother, I'm sorry..."

"Yue'er, you are not wrong." Ji Xiaohuan hugged him a little harder, and said, "I told you before, you have done a good job, you have done nothing wrong, you don't need to treat me Apologize."

Kuang Mu tightly grasped Ji Xiaohuan's arms with both hands, and said in a crying voice: "Brother, I'm not good... I promised you before... I promised you that I would believe you, No matter what happens, I will always believe in you... But I didn't do it..."

When Ji Xiaohuan heard Kuang Mu say this, he fell silent for a rare moment, and called softly: "Yue'er."

Ji Xiaohuan is actually not a person who can speak very well.

The words he coaxed Kuang Mu back and forth were just a few words.

Those words before were enough to coax Kuang Mu, but now Kuang Mu's tears have been held back for seven years, and when he starts to cry, it's like a volcano erupting, it's menacing, and Ji Xiaohuan is caught off guard.

Ji Xiaohuan didn't know what to say to make Kuang Mu happier.

Kuang Mu muttered, still talking about his guilt: "I promised to believe you, but I didn't do it, I blame you...I still blame you...It's all my fault... ..."

During those seven years, every time Kuang Mu thought of Ji Xiaohuan, his heart ached. He felt that he was the one who was abandoned.

He doesn't hate his brother, he just has a grudge.

When Kuang Mu said this, his hands grabbed Ji Xiaohuan's clothes out of the folds.

He moved his body towards Ji Xiaohuan's words, and pressed against Ji Xiaohuan's body forcefully, wishing he could embed himself into Ji Xiaohuan's body.

"Yue'er, I'm fine, those seven years have passed for me."

This time Ji Xiaohuan said these words in a low voice, appearing to be more serious, as if he was not coaxing him, but the fact is.

Kuang Mu buried his head on Ji Xiaohuan's shoulder and nodded again and again, his throat kept making enunciating sounds, but tears were still flowing.

Ji Xiaohuan could even feel the violent ups and downs of Kuang Mu's chest.

He sighed, and gently kneaded Kuang Mu's back spine with his fingers, along Kuang Mu's spine to his soft waist, and then spread his palms to knead Kuang Mu's waist.

A numbness came from Kuang Mu's waist, and Kuang Mu's body softened instantly, he hugged Ji Xiaohuan's shoulders, panting for breath.

"Yue'er, don't cry, you are already 25 years old, you are an adult, don't cry."

"Good girl, Yue'er."

Ji Xiaohuan coaxed him patiently, rubbing the sensitive parts of Kuang Mu's body with his hands to distract Kuang Mu's attention.

Ji Xiaohuan didn't know how long he coaxed and kneaded before Kuang Mu gradually eased his crying in his arms.

Ji Xiaohuan felt that Kuang Mu was a little better, he let go of his brother's hand, and put Kuang Mu back on the chair.

Kuang Mu cried so much just now that his eyes were so swollen that they were as red as two small walnuts.

Ji Xiaohuan raised his hand to touch Kuang Mu's eyes.

Kuang Mu closed his eyes softly and let his brother caress him.

Kuang Mu's eyelids were scorching hot, while Ji Xiaohuan's fingertips were slightly cool. This kind of touch made Kuang Mu feel a lot more comfortable. He rubbed against Ji Xiaohuan's fingertips like a kitten. face, and then opened his tearful eyes to look at his brother.

"Is it better?" Ji Xiaohuan asked.

Kuang Mu hadn't completely stopped crying, his eyelashes were still stained with tears, and tears would come out from the corners of his eyes from time to time, but it was much better than before.

He looked at Ji Xiaohuan and nodded.

Ji Xiaohuan touched his younger brother's face, took out the little white blanket from the car cabinet and covered Kuang Mu's body.

He saw that Kuang Mu was indeed getting better, so he stood up and sat in the driver's seat, started the car, and drove to Kuang Mu's house.

Along the way, Ji Xiaohuan could feel his younger brother sitting sideways in the car, looking at him without blinking.

When Ji Xiaohuan was driving before, Kuang Mu would always look out the window, never looking at him.

But now Kuang Mu is just the opposite, he is sideways facing Ji Xiaohuan.

Those big watery eyes seemed like they couldn't get enough of his brother, they looked back and forth on Ji Xiaohuan's face, as if they wanted to see through Ji Xiaohuan's eyebrows.

Ji Xiaohuan stopped the car at a traffic light.

He turned his face to meet his brother's big shining eyes.

Those eyes were dark and dark before, but now they are like a bunch of small torches burning brightly for Ji Xiaohuan.

Ji Xiaohuan raised his hand to touch Kuang Mu's cheek, and Kuang Mu softly rubbed against Ji Xiaohuan's hand, and softly called out: "Brother..."

The voice was soft, as if it was exactly the same as it was back then.

Then Kuang Mu leaned over to Ji Xiaohuan's position, he put his arms around Ji Xiaohuan's neck, and while the red light was still on, he gently kissed Ji Xiaohuan's cheek.

Ji Xiaohuan sat a little far away, and Kuang Mu wanted to kiss him, his waist was bent into a beautiful arc, and his hips were slightly raised.

Ji Xiaohuan raised his hand to caress Kuang Mu's waist, he knew that this was Kuang Mu.

This is his brother.

The green light came on again.

Ji Xiaohuan withdrew his hand and patted Kuang Mu's waist, and Kuang Mu straightened up.

Ji Xiaohuan turned around and started the car.

Arrived at the downstairs of Kuang Mu's house.

Ji Xiaohuan turned off the car, and Kuang Mu just sat there and didn't move and didn't speak.

He grabbed Ji Xiaohuan's hand, and said softly, "Brother, can you stay at my house at night..."

Ji Xiaohuan turned his head to the side, looked at Kuang Mu with dark eyes, and did not speak.

Kuang Mu looked at his brother and added, "Brother, don't you like staying in hotels? I can live in my house, and I'll just change the sheets later."

Ever since Ji Xiaohuan came back, he never rejected Kuang Mu.

Ji Xiaohuan said, "Okay."

Then he got out of the driver's seat, walked to the co-pilot's seat, and helped Kuang Mu up from his seat.

Kuang Mu's legs and feet are still weak because he cried just now.

He was supported by Ji Xiaohuan and stood up from the passenger seat. The moment he got up, his arms wrapped around Ji Xiaohuan's neck, and his whole body was attached to Ji Xiaohuan's body.

"Brother, I'm not feeling well..." Kuang Mu said softly.

"What's wrong?" Ji Xiaohuan wrapped his arms around his waist.

"I can't walk."

After saying this, Kuang Mu put his head on his brother's shoulder, didn't speak or move, just hugged his brother.

Ji Xiaohuan dragged Kuang Mu's buttocks and picked him up.

Kuang Mu leaned his cheek on Ji Xiaohuan's shoulder, and wrapped his legs around Ji Xiaohuan's waist.

During this time, there were not many people going up and down the apartment, so Ji Xiaohuan carried Kuang Mu into the elevator.

As soon as the elevator door closed, he felt his younger brother tilt his head sideways, kissing his neck delicately.

Kuang Mu's mouth was soft, and when he kissed Ji Xiaohuan's neck, it was still very hot, and his body also fell down and rubbed dishonestly against Ji Xiaohuan's waist.

Ji Xiaohuan's gaze dimmed instantly.

When the elevator reached the tenth floor, Ji Xiaohuan carried Kuang Mu down the elevator, took out the key from Kuang Mu's pocket with one hand, and opened the door.

The door of the room is closed.

Kuang Mu raised his head from Ji Xiaohuan's body, held his brother's face with both hands, looked at Ji Xiaohuan with red eyes, as if he wanted to make up for every look he hadn't seen in the past seven years. return.

He looked at Ji Xiaohuan, and asked with a trembling voice: "Brother, you won't be leaving again, right..."

Ji Xiaohuan said solemnly: "Yes."

"Won't leave me again, right..."

"Correct."

"You won't lie to me this time, will you..."

"Correct."

After receiving Ji Xiaohuan's answer, Kuang Mu's mouth began to tremble violently.

With red eyes, he sniffed and lowered his head to kiss Ji Xiaohuan's lips.

作者有话要说：感谢在2022012423：27：54～2022012523：26：49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: Wanli, 288688641;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：sskdkf10瓶；466920149瓶；树在躲雨8瓶；Delicatepiggirl5瓶；花花小花2瓶；喜欢屯粮的松鼠1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!