It was early in the morning again, Pei Ming got up late, he refused the breakfast handed by the servant, and walked out in a hurry, Ding Mohai was already waiting at the door, "Da Shao." ”

Pei Ming didn't respond, and his footsteps froze in place.

Ding Mohai looked at Pei Mingshu's line of sight.

In front of the left side of his park, Pei Qingzheng hugged Mo Yin into the car.

Pei Qing was tall, and Mo Yin's arms were white and slender on the back of his neck, giving people the feeling that they did not violate the harmony at all.

Ding Mohai said: "The second young man is really good to Xiao Yin, and he has to send Xiao Yin to school before going to the company." ”

After he finished speaking, Pei Mingshu looked at him, his eyes made Ding Mohai unconscious, and the smile on his face immediately retracted.

After Pei Mingshu glanced at Ding Mohai, he turned his gaze back to the past.

Pei Qing was putting the wheelchair away, the trunk was closed, the hem of his shirt was slightly raised, and he turned around to get into the car.

Ding Mohai accompanied Pei Mingshu to watch Pei Qing's car leave, Pei Mingshu stood in place for a while before saying to Ding Mohai: "Let's go." ”

Because of the hard space for a period of time, Pei Mingshu's itinerary in June was extremely busy and busy, the trapeze was full, and when he returned to the company after a little leisure, he found that Pei Qing had been promoted in the company, Pei Jingyou signed, Pei Mingshu looked at it, and said: "Pei Qing is really doing a good job, you can arrange for him to do more." ”

Pei Jingyou smiled, he is now half a shopkeeper, and he is gradually handing over the business at hand to his two sons, and when he heard this, he smiled and said: "No wonder Lao Liu and they can't get used to me, the two sons are so good, they want to kill a few of their old guys." ”

Pei Ming smiled softly and said nothing.

Back in the office, Pei Mingshu took care of his business for a while, and Ding Mohai came down from Pei Jingyou.

"Da Shao, take a look."

Pei Ming took the document, raised his eyes after turning two pages, "What does Dad mean?" ”

"Yes, it depends on what you mean."

"I have no opinion."

Pei Mingshu casually put the document back on the table, "Let Pei Qing let it go." ”

Ding Mohai nodded, "Okay, then I'll leave it to Er Shao." After he finished speaking, he retreated, Pei Mingshu sat in the chair for a while, then took the mobile phone on the table, stared at the mobile phone for a few seconds, and then dialed the phone.

"Hello?"

Mo Yin's voice was soft.

"Do you have a class today?" Pei Ming said gently, he was busy on business, he hadn't been home much for a month, and he hadn't spoken to Mo Yin for a long time, and his tone couldn't help but be softer than usual.

"Class is over."

"Are you at home now?"

The other end of the line hesitated for a moment, "I'm in the company." ”

Pei Ming raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then reacted again, "Come to Pei Qing?" ”

"Hmm."

There was silence for about ten seconds.

Mo Yin breathed quietly, and Pei Mingshu didn't say a word, and only after reacting to this strange silence did he say, "Then you guys have fun." ”

The phone hung up.

Mo Yin glanced up at Pei Qing on the oblique side.

Pei Qing lowered his head and was looking at the document in his hand, Mo Yin's gaze came, and he didn't react.

After a while, Mo Yin put down his phone, lowered his head again, and continued to look at the document in his hand.

"Do you understand?"

"There are some places that I don't understand very well."

Pei Qing moved his chair and sat closer, "Where?" ”

Mo Yin pointed to a line of words.

At first, Pei Qing was very reluctant to come to the company for an internship, but after Mo Yin's explanation and persuasion, he still came, Pei Qing's character either didn't do it, or he had to do his best, he was very busy in the company, he was busy, but he would still wait for Mo Yin to pick up Mo Yin after class.

Last time, the two of them had an unpleasant quarrel in the attic, but the next day Pei Qing was waiting at the door to send Mo Yin to school, Mo Yin saw him bow his head and ignored him, Pei Qing didn't take the initiative to speak, and hugged Mo Yin into his car at the door, he never apologized, just insisted on picking up Mo Yin every day, and the two didn't talk to each other.

"Don't pick me up tomorrow."

Finally one day, Mo Yin opened his mouth.

Pei Qing ignored it.

"I'll come to the company by myself."

Mo Yin said in a low voice.

Pei Qing glanced at him, Mo Yin's expression was docile and soft, as if he had finally relented, Pei Qing still didn't apologize, reached out and shook Mo Yin's hand, Mo Yin's hand trembled, and he didn't go back.

In this way, the two of them reconciled again, without explaining or apologizing, as if nothing had happened.

After that, as soon as the daytime class was over, Mo Yin would come to the company to find Pei Qing, he would bring some professional books to read, and occasionally ask Pei Qing if he needed help, Pei Qing thought for a while, and asked him to help him sort out the documents.

Pei Qing explained to Mo Yin in a low voice, he got closer, the smell of his body and the breath of speech enveloped Mo Yin, and after a while, Mo Yin moved to the side, saying that he understood, Pei Qing glanced at his side face and moved the chair back to its original position.

At noon, they ate in the staff cafeteria, the dish was made by Pei Qing for Mo Yin, Mo Yin couldn't finish eating, put down the chopsticks halfway through eating, Pei Qing pulled his plate over and continued to eat.

There are employees around who cast their eyes from time to time, and they are talking in private, saying that the second young man actually has no shelf.

Pei Qing and Mo Yin returned to the office and ran into Ding Mohai.

Ding Mohai: "Dashao is looking for you everywhere, let me tell you to go up for dinner." ”

"We've eaten." Pei Qingdao.

Ding Mohai had no choice but to turn around and leave.

Mo Yin looked at Ding Mohai in a wheelchair, he looked back at Pei Qing, "Whose secretary is Uncle Ding now?" ”

Pei Qing's expression was cold and indifferent, "It's anyone's good, it's none of my business." ”

Mo Yin whispered: "How can it be none of your business." ”

Pei Qing didn't say anything more, turned around to go back to work behind the desk, Mo Yin turned his wheelchair to face him, "I'll be your secretary in the future, how about it?" ”

Pei Qing put his hand on the desk, raised his eyes, and locked his gaze on Mo Yin's face, the expression on Mo Yin's face was a little serious, "I can do a good job." ”

"Not good."

Pei Qing sat down, picked up the documents on the table, and refused coldly.

Mo Yin was silent for a while and said, "I'll go back." ”

He pushed the wheelchair outward, and before he could move forward, the wheelchair was pulled aboard.

Mo Yin pushed forward hard, the force of pulling the wheelchair was too great, he could only do useless work, and looked back at Pei Qing a little angrily.

Pei Dan held his wheelchair in his hand, with a faint expression on his face, leaned over, and sprayed his breath on Mo Yin's face again, "Do you want to go to the toilet?" ”

Mo Yin quickly said, "Don't." ”

When he lowered his head, his face immediately turned red.

"You are not allowed to go back until the documents are finished."

"I'm not coming tomorrow."

"Tomorrow is a day off."

“……”

Mo Yin accompanied Pei Qing until the end of work, and went to the toilet in the middle, Pei Qing hugged Mo Yin, Mo Yin asked him to close the door, Pei Qing sat on the office chair, "Is there anything embarrassing, I won't peek." ”

Mo Yin's face was red, "Can't you respect me?" ”

Pei Qing glanced at him.

Mo Yin blocked it with both hands, and his two thin white legs hung down on his sides, looking a bit like dysplasia.

Pei Qing frowned, but got up and walked over, pressing his hands on Mo Yin's thighs, Mo Yin gritted his teeth and said, "What are you doing......" Pei Qing measured his thighs with his palms, raised his eyes and said, "It's fine." ”

The blush on Mo Yin's face faded, and he was silent for a while, and let out a "hmm".

"Muscle atrophy?"

“…… Probably. ”

Pei Qing's hand was very large, covering Mo Yin's pale legs, and the contrast was even stronger.

Mo Yin didn't ask Pei Qing to go out again, he seemed to be in a particularly low mood, hung his head and didn't say a word, Pei Qing lifted him up to put on his pants, put one hand around his waist and said, "You have to exercise." ”

Mo Yin smiled bitterly, "How to exercise?" ”

"Eat more meat." Pei Qing said to himself.

“……”

"I still need a massage," Pei Qing helped him button his trousers, "From today onwards, I have to press it every day." ”

Mo Yin's arm was originally just loosely resting on Pei Qing's shoulder, but he suddenly moved his arm, hugged Pei Qing's neck tightly, and fell on Pei Qing's chest as if he leaned forward.

Pei Qing's hand paused.

Mo Yin's weight from top to bottom was supported by him, like a weak vine clinging to a big tree.

Pei Qing withdrew his hand and slowly wrapped his arms around Mo Yin's waist.

Mo Yin's waist is very thin, so narrow and thin that he only has a handful, and his arms are wrapped up, which looks extremely pitiful.

"Pei Qing."

Pei Qing heard Mo Yin's low voice, "Actually, you never hated me, did you?" ”

*

It was already late at night when Pei Mingshu got off work, and only his car was left in the three parking spaces fixed together in the underground parking lot.

Ding Mohai drove him.

Pei Mingshu: "How is Dad's health recently?" ”

"Mr. is in good health, and I will ask the boss of Heda to play golf tomorrow."

"Really?"

"Hedana seems to have loosened his mouth," Ding Mohai tilted his face, "Da Shao, after you won the Thirteen Cities in the South, they will not be as arrogant as before, and now they are willing to sit down and talk about cooperation." ”

"Good thing."

"Sir, I mean I want to dry them more."

Pei Mingshu smiled and did not express his opinion.

The car is quiet, it is more than eleven o'clock, the street is not blocked, it is even more clean after getting on the mid-mountain road, the trees on both sides are shining with green light under the reflection of the lamps buried in the ground, and the shadow of the trees hits the car window, reflecting in Pei Mingshu's eyes, like an oil painting that has not dried.

Ding Mohai keenly felt that Pei Mingshu seemed to have something on his mind.

The words "heart" and Pei Mingshu really don't match, and the connection is quite weird, Ding Mohai hurriedly put this idea behind him.

Pei Mingshu returned to Pei's house and stayed in the hall for a while, the maid came to ask him if he wanted to eat supper, Pei Mingshu waved his hand, and looked in the direction of Mo Yin's room.

"Did Xiao Yin sleep?" Pei Ming dredged.

The maid said: "It shouldn't be yet, the second young man is still in his room and hasn't come out." ”

Pei Mingshu was silent for a moment, his brows furrowed slightly, he glanced at the closed door of Mo Yin's room, and slowly turned around.

Mo Yin was lying on the bed, Pei Qing lifted his calves and helped him move his joints, "Don't you feel it at all?" ”

Mo Yin shook his head lightly, his expression was calm.

Pei Qing didn't ask any more, "My mother is a nurse, specializing in taking care of patients with limited mobility. ”

Mo Yin looked at Pei Qing quietly, waiting for Pei Qing to continue telling the story.

But Pei Qing didn't say any more.

Pei Qing took off his pants and made him lie flat, Mo Yin looked at the ceiling and couldn't feel anything, until Pei Qing's fingers touched his hips, he snorted.

"Feel it here?"

"Hmm."

Pei Qing's fingers left his hips, and Mo Yin lost consciousness again.

Pei Qing pressed him for a long time, and Mo Yin was helped by him to sit up, and saw that his pale legs were red, and the vertical and horizontal scars on them also became bright.

"I'm going to buy some essential oils tomorrow."

Mo Yin's palm touched his leg, the skin on his leg was hot, as if he had a little vitality again, he turned his head to look at Pei Qing, and said softly: "Thank you." ”

Pei Qing knew that for Mo Yin, the Pei family was just a place to live.

So try not to trouble people, don't make demands, and count down the time to leave in your heart.

Just like him.

Pei Qing looked at the bathroom in Mo Yin's room.

The accessibility facilities are well done, there is a place to support the toilet, and you can also sit and take a shower.

Pei Qing could imagine Mo Yin using his arms to transfer himself to the stool, turn on the water tap, wash his hair and wipe it with his head down, and then dry himself little by little, and then use the strength of his arms to prop himself up, first return to the wheelchair naked, put on his shirt first, and then put on the pants below after returning to the bed and lying down.

Pei Qing turned around and said to Mo Yin, who was sitting on the bed, "Do you want me to help you take a bath?" ”

Mo Yin's eyes were slightly red, and Pei Qing's expression was as always, cold and indifferent, lacking sympathy.

The fog in the bathroom was hazy, and the water fell quickly and dripped, Mo Yin's face was all over his face, Pei Qing wiped Mo Yin's face with his palm, Mo Yin looked at him through the mist, there were still some drops of water on his eyelashes, he rolled down the Adam's apple lightly, and turned his face again, Junxiu's side was flushed with hot water.

Pei Qing heard Mo Yin's breathing, a little fast, and gradually slowed down, and then uncontrollably accelerated again, looking very irregular.

Mo Yin had many scars on his body, like a colorful and pale snake, his ribs slowly rising and falling with his breathing, and his body gradually glowing pink in the heat.

Pei Qing took him out of the shower with a large bath towel, sat on the stool in the bathroom and hugged him to help him wipe his hair, his fingers carefully wiped the water in his ears through the towel, Mo Yin's ears were not scarred, they were pink and white, and the ear bones were clearly visible under the increasingly red skin.

Mo Yin turned his face to look at Pei Qing.

His hair was wet on his forehead, and his eyes seemed to still have moisture in them.

Pei Qing looked at him quietly.

Mo Yin's eyelashes drooped.

The breath was getting closer and closer, and Mo Yin did not dodge.

Pei Qing's lips touched Mo Yin's lips with unmistakable accuracy.

Soft, slightly moist.

Mo Yin's breathing was slightly heavy, his eyelashes were raised, and his gaze looked at Pei Qing hesitantly and tentatively from the gap.

Pei Qing closed his eyes and kissed hard.

Mo Yin stiffened, slowly closed his eyes, and wrapped his hands around Pei Qing's neck.

They didn't say anything, just kissed deeper and deeper.

The sound of kissing is particularly vivid in the quiet environment, and the accumulated sympathy, ambiguity, quarrels, jealousy, cold war, reconciliation, companionship, and acquaintance are all vented together......

When the frenzied kiss gradually died down, the two breathed in a messy manner, the tips of their noses touched, and slowly pressed those impulsive emotions back into their bodies.

Pei Qing hugged Mo Yin, and he said, "I don't need to think about it, I don't care." ”