In the blink of an eye, autumn passed, winter came, and soon it was time for the New Year, Pei's house also became lively, and the gardeners were busy decorating the garden all day long.

"How?"

Pei Mingshu asked Mo Yin on the side, "My craftsmanship is not bad, right?" ”

"It's beautiful."

Pei Mingshu smiled, in order to serve these orchids, he put on a pair of white gloves, and his shirt was rolled up, revealing a sturdy forearm, "Put one in your room?" ”

"No need," Mo Yin refused, "It's outside, everyone can see it, and I can come out and see it." ”

Pei Ming pulled out his gloves and rubbed the top of Mo Yin's head, "Xiao Yin is really good." ”

Mo Yin's expression was slightly embarrassed, but he didn't hide, and he looked like he had adapted to it.

Pei Mingshu is nine years older than Mo Yin, and his temperament is more mature and stable than his peers, so in his opinion, Mo Yin is like a child, he shook his gloves, stood up and said, "Let's go, go in and eat." ”

Mo Yin answered, and the two walked side by side, Pei Mingshu tidied up his sleeves as he walked, matching Mo Yin's speed.

"Do you want to go home again in the next two days?"

"I'll go back the day after tomorrow."

"Go in the morning, it may snow in the afternoon."

"Hmm."

Pei Mingshu doesn't have much time at home, he is very busy, and he is also very capable, not long after entering the company, he opened the southern market for Youcheng for a long time on a business trip, Pei Jingyou was very happy, for the eldest son, he only had the word "satisfied", and soon handed over many affairs in the company to Pei Mingshu.

Although Pei Mingshu is very busy, he will always care about Mo Yin when he returns home, since he brought back the ashes of Mo Yin's parents, Mo Yin has finally opened up to him.

Pei Mingshu was also very happy.

The son does not teach the fault of the father, and conversely, if the father is at fault, the son should also be responsible.

Pei Mingshu very much hopes to make Mo Yin live more comfortably in this family and truly become a part of their family as soon as possible.

On the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Mo Yin got up early, he washed and dressed himself, pushed the wheelchair out, Pei Mingshu called in the hall, covered the phone with one hand after seeing him, and smiled: "It fits perfectly." ”

The clothes are custom-made, but the data is estimated by Pei Mingshu, and it turns out that his visual inspection is very accurate, and this dress is just right for Mo Yin.

"Thank you."

Pei Mingshu smiled, "Are you going home?" ”

Mo Yin let out an "um" sound.

"I don't seem to see the driver prepare the car."

"I called a taxi."

"In this case, then let the driver take you to the door."

"It's already been said."

Pei Mingshu nodded and instructed, "Come back before noon." ”

"Yes."

The driver sent Mo Yin to the left side of the gate of Pei's house, turned around and said, "Xiao Yin, the car you called hasn't arrived yet, or I'll send you there, it's okay anyway." ”

"No need," Mo Yin said, "The car will arrive soon, thank you Uncle Zhang, you can go back." ”

The driver put down the wheelchair, and Mo Yin was already able to fix the wheelchair with one hand and sit in the car very skillfully.

"Then I'm in."

"Well, it's okay, you can go."

The driver turned the car around again and drove back to the house, Mo Yin pushed the wheelchair along the wide road, he pushed a few steps, and an executive extended coupe drove in front of him.

For chauffeur drivers, a few million cars is obviously a bit excessive.

The car door opened, and it was Pei Qing who got out of the car.

"You're late." Pei Qingdao.

"I said a few words, and I was delayed for two minutes."

"Long-winded."

I don't know if I'm talking about Mo Yin, or if I'm talking to the person who talked to Mo Yin.

Pei Qing hugged Mo Yin into the car and sat in the co-pilot, and then skillfully put the wheelchair away and put it in the back seat.

The two were silent until they arrived at the Mo family's old house.

The old house of the Mo family is the house that Grandpa Mo originally divided into units, an old tube building, and there is no elevator.

Although it was daytime, the building was still dim, and Mo Yin was lying on Pei Qing's back, smelling a little damp and moldy.

Mo Yin took out the key in his pocket on Pei Qing's back and opened the door, after entering, Pei Qing put him on the sofa in the living room, because he usually locks the door regularly, the house is very clean, Pei Qing went to open a window, the winter cold dipped into the already cold room from the window, he stood in front of the window, his side face also looked very cold, and after a while he turned around and asked Mo Yin: "Do you want to go to the toilet?" ”

Mo Yin shook his head, his face a little embarrassed.

Pei Qing turned his face and continued to look out the window, the spacing between the buildings of the tube building was very close, and the sky was cut into small pieces, which seemed very narrow, which was very similar to Pei Qing's childhood memory.

When did the relationship with Mo Yin start to get better?

That afternoon at school, Mo Yin called him, his tone was a little calm and panicked, "Hello, I'm sorry, can you come to help me?" ”

"What's the matter?" Pei Qing frowned.

Mo Yin was silent for a while, didn't say anything, just his voice trembled, "Please." ”

Pei Qing hung up the phone and went over.

Mo Yin was at the corner of the corridor, looking at him with a sad expression, Pei Qing and he hadn't seen him show such a fragile expression a few times, he felt that Mo Yin was a little similar to him in some places, unless it was a last resort, they were not willing to show weakness easily.

"What's wrong?"

Pei Qing didn't realize that he unconsciously softened his tone.

"The bathroom is broken."

"Broken?"

Mo Yin's face was forbearing, "The door is locked." ”

Pei Qing walked to the bathroom not far away, the bathroom door was open, and there were people in the toilet inside, he swept his gaze over, and paused slightly at the end.

Accessible toilets are locked by someone who doesn't know.

Pei Qing pushed Mo Yin into the bathroom, the person who washed his hands subconsciously looked at it, Pei Qing glanced indifferently, and the person hurriedly left.

That was the first time he helped Mo Yin go to the toilet.

Although Pei Qing acted as if nothing had happened, and Mo Yin tried his best to pretend that it was no big deal, Mo Yin's expression and demeanor were forbearance and humiliation.

His legs had become very slender, with a pale undertone, pale scars, which looked weak and terrifying, and his skin and flesh were soft and delicate, and he sank into Pei Qing's powerful knuckles without any control.

When Pei Qing helped him put on his pants, Mo Yin seemed to finally couldn't help choking.

Pei Qing's hand paused, and he turned his head to look at Mo Yin.

Mo Yin lowered his head, his black hair hung down, and his white forehead was hidden inside, glowing with a collapsed red.

Pei Qing had also experienced that feeling of being crushed with his self-esteem, but maybe Mo Yin was even worse than him.

"If you encounter such a situation again, just send me WeChat."

Pei Qing said lightly.

Mo Yin sat in a wheelchair with his face hidden in front of his chest.

Pei Qing handed over his mobile phone, which was the QR code of his WeChat.

Mo Yin didn't react.

Pei Qing: "Do you want me to coax you?" ”

Mo Yin raised his face suddenly, his eyes were shining, and he was indescribably ashamed.

Pei Qing's face was full of indifference, and he didn't look like he had the slightest sympathy, "You yourself should have already accepted the reality, didn't you?" ”

"This is already the case," Pei Qing leaned down slightly, and looked at Mo Yin at eye level, "We can only accept reality." ”

That was the first time Pei Qing said "we" to Mo Yin, and after that, he and Mo Yin got closer and closer in private, and the number of "we" became more and more.

Mo Yin sat in the Mo family's old house for about half an hour.

From beginning to end, Pei Qing just sat by the window and quietly accompanied him, neither of them spoke, in this small and dilapidated room, it seemed that some parts of their bodies were resonating in a certain channel.

Of course, all this was deliberately created by Mo Yin.

He went home, not for himself, but for Pei Qing.

Compared with Pei Mingshu, it is obviously much easier to approach Pei Qing.

In this secret space, they accompany each other, allowing those emotions that cannot be revealed in front of others to collide with each other, becoming closer and closer in silence.

Mo Yin didn't have a hobby of freezing in a broken house, and felt that Pei Qing's emotions should be almost released, and said, "Let's go, it's snowing soon." ”

Pei Qing turned sideways and closed the window, turned around and said, "Are you sure you don't need to go to the toilet before leaving?" ”

Mo Yin: "......"

He admitted that he deliberately locked the toilet that day, and used this incident to quickly stimulate and break down Pei Qing's psychological defense, and he used his "collapse" in exchange for Pei Qing's acceptance, which worked very well, but it seemed to be too good, Pei Qing is now particularly concerned about his "convenience".

"No, you don't."

"Don't be pushy."

“…… All right. ”

Since he sincerely wanted to "help" him, then he reluctantly agreed, anyway, he didn't feel anything, it didn't matter.

Chinese New Year's Eve, the Pei family father and son and Mo Yin ate at home together, Pei Jingyou seemed to be in a good mood, full of red light, he constantly praised Pei Mingshu, and even showed a little abdication, Pei Mingshu is too good, within a few months of entering the company, the whole company has a scene of rejuvenation.

"Pei Qing is also very good," of course, Pei Jingyou also took care of his youngest son, "The school has been done very well," he looked at Mo Yin again, "Mo Yin is also good, good, all very good." ”

Pei Qing's face was cold, and Mo Yin only smiled very lightly, only Pei Mingshu had always cooperated.

After the banquet was dismissed, Pei Ming helped Pei Jingyou upstairs, Pei Jingyou took medicine in the bedroom and pressed down his chest, "After the New Year, I want Aqing to go to the company to learn and do things." ”

Pei Mingshu said: "Okay." ”

Pei Jingyou looked at him with a loving gaze, "Mingshu, don't you mind?" ”

"I don't mind."

Pei Mingshu replied calmly.

"I thought you'd be upset."

"There's nothing to be unhappy about," Pei Ming said, "He's also your son, it's a matter of course." ”

Pei Jingyou bowed his head slightly, "It's me who ...... sorry"

"Dad."

Pei Mingshu interrupted him, patted his father's back, and said in a low voice: "Happy New Year, you pay attention to your body." ”

When going downstairs, Pei Mingshu saw Pei Qing and Mo Yin in the courtyard, Mo Yin's wheelchair was parked below, Pei Qing was sitting on the steps, and it was snowing outside.

"How do you sit on the ground?"

Mo Yin and Pei Qing turned back at the same time.

This scene seems familiar, Pei Mingshu smiled.

Pei Qing turned his face and didn't answer.

Mo Yin turned his head and looked at Pei Mingshu, Pei Mingshu went over, and put his palm on Mo Yin's ear, Mo Yin shrunk, but he didn't completely dodge, Pei Qing swept him, his eyes were cold.

"I'm going to lose my ears."

Pei Mingshu's tone was gentle, coaxing a child.

"I'm not cold." Mo Yin said.

"Nonsense."

Mo Yin stopped talking, lowered his head, and his face was slightly red.

Pei Mingshu let go of his hand and looked at Pei Qing again, "What about you, it's not cold to sit on the ground?" ”

Pei Qing said: "It's not cold. The tone and expression of the reply were reluctant, as if they had to answer.

Pei Mingshu smiled, "Okay, there are two people in the family who are not afraid of the cold, it seems that we will be prosperous in the coming year." After he finished speaking, he touched Mo Yin's head again and turned to leave.

After his figure disappeared from sight, Pei Qing showed a little disdain and sarcasm on his face, that expression was fleeting, and soon turned into complete indifference, Mo Yin pretended not to see it, and said after a while: "Let's go in." ”

Pei Qing also ignored him, he quietly looked at the falling snow, as if he was planning to sit here all night.

Mo Yin stopped talking, he tightened his arm and sniffed again.

After a while, Pei Qing's arm moved, his face slowly turned, he looked at Mo Yinhong's ears and the tip of his nose, and his lips moved, "Go in." ”

Mo Yin returned to the bedroom, took a hot shower, and when he came out, he found Pei Mingshu sitting on the sofa next to his bed, facing the floor-to-ceiling window.

The sound of the wheelchair rolling came, Pei Ming turned his face and smiled at him, "Washed?" ”

Mo Yin rubbed his hair with a towel and said "um".

He pushed the wheelchair over, Pei Mingshu stretched out his hand to him, Mo Yin hesitated for a moment, and handed him the towel.

Pei Mingshu sat on the sofa and leaned sideways to wipe Mo Yin's hair, "You and Pei Qing get along well." ”

"Hmm."

"You are about the same age, so you should have a lot of common language."

"It's fine."

Pei Mingshu let out a faint laugh.

"The personality is also a bit similar."

Mo Yin stopped talking.

Pei Mingshu wiped him half-dry, and combed his wet hair neatly with his fingers, Mo Yin lowered his head, revealing a piece of pink and white ear in his black hair, Pei Mingshu touched his ear, causing Mo Yin to look up at him.

Pei Mingshu smiled and handed Mo Yin a red envelope, "New Year's money." ”

"I don't want it."

"Take it, keep it safe."

Mo Yin didn't answer, Pei Ming got up, and put the red envelope under his pillow by himself, "Sleep at night." ”

Mo Yin turned his head, "I didn't prepare a gift." ”

"No, you don't."

Pei Mingshu waved his hand at him, "Happy New Year." ”

After Pei Ming went out, Mo Yin pushed the wheelchair over and took out the red envelope under the pillow, and when he opened it, he found that there was a black and white auxiliary card inside, as well as a handwritten folded card.

"The years are safe - Pei Mingshu."

Pei Mingshu's words are a little different from his person, the pen is powerful, there is a faint sense of oppression, and the signature after the New Year's blessing is more like an arrogant declaration: 'I want you to be safe, of course you will be safe'.

Mo Yin held up the card and sniffed it lightly.

It is the unique faint fragrance on Pei Mingshu's body.

Expensive and elusive.

He felt as if he was getting more and more excited.

I wonder what would be the wonderful situation for such a person when he finally broke down in despair?

Suddenly, Mo Yin seemed to feel something, he turned around, Pei Qingzheng was standing at his door, the door was halfway open, he was holding a box in his hand, and looked at Mo Yin with a complicated expression.

Mo Yin was still holding the card written by Pei Mingshu, and when he saw this, he hurriedly put it down first, and he adjusted his expression while saying, "Is there something wrong with you?" ”

Pei Qing came in and closed the door.

He came over and threw the box aside, the packaging of the box shook open, and Mo Yin saw a corner of the brown scarf falling out of it.

Pei Qing took the card in his hand, and Mo Yin's hand subconsciously followed the card and grabbed it upward.

Pei Qing held up the card, which blocked his eyes, making Mo Yin unable to see the expression on his face.

He didn't know how much of his expression of being too excited because he wanted to do evil just now fell in Pei Qing's eyes, Mo Yin didn't say a word, and decided to respond to all changes with no change.

Pei Qing lowered the card in his hand, his eyes swept down indifferently, and said in a light tone: "Do you like Pei Mingshu?" ”

Mo Yin: "......?" ”