In the early morning of the next day, Pei Chu got up a little early, and the wound under his bandage was slightly itchy, thinking that it was because he was dipped in water when he pressed Mo Sheng on the water tank last night, and he didn't change the dressing and bandage in time.

The wound was almost healed, but after yesterday's toss, it was estimated that it was a little inflamed.

Even so, Pei Chu didn't care much. He got up and went downstairs, intending to dig through the medicine box and re-bandage it.

At this time, it is only the dawn, and it is not yet dawn.

The bright sky light does not illuminate the whole hall clearly, the curtains are puffed up by the morning breeze, and the lonely courtyard is like a silent blue and white oil painting, revealing a desert from the inside out.

Pei Chu took out his bandage and sat on the sofa, and he became the only figure in this lonely oil painting.

When Mo Sheng went downstairs, he happened to see the boy wrapping bandages, he didn't sleep well last night, and he was awake when he heard the sound of the boy coming downstairs, and he wouldn't be curious about what this younger brother was going to do in the past.

But last night, tossing and turning, many strange pictures flashed in my mind, but in the end, what was frozen was the young man's face calmly wiping the blood stains on the end of his nose, his eyes turning lightly with tiredness, and leaving without nostalgia.

It's as if it's just a turn, and you have to leave the whole world.

Mo Sheng felt that this idea was nonsense and absurd, but he was inexplicably a little uneasy. When he came back to his senses, he had already followed the young man's movements downstairs.

The teenager downstairs sat on the sofa, letting the light of the day shine into the hall through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows. The figure of the young man was shrouded in light and shadow, soaked in the cold silence of dawn.

Mo Sheng looked at the bandages on the young man's hands, and then remembered that it was the injury caused by the other party's group fight outside the school not long ago, he began to think that it was the other party's own injury, and later Bai Lin explained, he knew that it was an injury that was suffered to protect them.

He was surprised at the time, but there was no wave after the accident.

At that time, he even felt that Mo Huo couldn't protect Bai Lin's unintentional actions of the other party, but he was taken into his heart by the pure and kind young man's gratitude to Dade, especially at the door of the police station, after the other party threw away his coat and humiliated Bai Lin in the heavy rain, it made him feel that the nature of the teenager was bad.

But now that I think about it, he was wrong.

Behind the bad and perverse, the nature of the teenager is not bad.

Mo Sheng went downstairs and walked to Pei Chu's side.

Pei Chu was wrapping the bandage, he had done these things thousands of times in different worlds, and at this moment, he was about to bite the other end of the bandage and tie it tightly, but suddenly a figure squatted down in front of him.

When I looked up, I saw Mo Sheng half-kneeling on the ground, stretching out a slender hand, as if to help him tie the bandage.

Pei Chu raised his eyebrows, and slandered in his heart whether the other party had taken the wrong medicine, or whether the wine had not woken up yet, but it did not prevent him from staggering the other party's movements slightly, and refused: "No." ”

Mo Sheng's hand stretched out in the air for a moment, the young man had already bitten the bandage, and neatly tied a knot for himself, light and familiar, obviously used to this kind of thing.

Also, after all, fights and brawls are common for teenagers from childhood to adulthood, and they are naturally skilled in dealing with wounds.

Even so, the boy's dodge still made Mo Sheng's heart blocked. It's not that he's not bad at showing favor to others, in fact, as long as he wants to, his gentle appearance can always deceive most people's hearts.

It's just that in the face of this younger brother who hasn't spoken well for 800 years, he only feels embarrassed and awkward in his heart. The young man pretended to get up naturally, and had nothing to say, "Are you hungry, do you want to have breakfast?" ”

Pei Chu was really surprised this time, and took a serious look at Mo Sheng, and there was almost no words written on his face about whether you want to go to the hospital to see your brain.

Seeing that the other party's face turned dark, Pei Chu restrained his teasing look, and actually understood what was going on with the other party's sudden overture. Although he didn't take last night's events seriously, he didn't want the young man to feel indebted to him.

After all, that's a lot of trouble.

So he smiled and said, "Hungry, go make breakfast." ”

What he said was a matter of course, and it was Mo Huo's consistent arrogance. But Mo Sheng didn't think so much at this time, he faced a new problem.

He... Won't make breakfast.

At this time, it was still early, the maid was not yet going to work, and Aunt Chen had not yet returned. However, he had already asked, and he was not going to do anything in the face.

By the time there was a 'bang' in the kitchen, and the sound of smoke rolling and coughing filled the hall. Pei Chu finally realized that he had made a wrong choice.

He strode out into the kitchen, took the lid of the pot to extinguish the fire in the pot, turned off the gas before turning to look at the president who had almost been burned by the fire.

The other party held a spatula and coughed, obviously choking on a lot of oil smoke. He should have thought that the other party, the eldest young master who didn't touch the spring water with his fingers, couldn't cook.

Pei Chu pinched his eyebrows, and when the fire was extinguished, he lifted the lid of the pot and saw a pile of pitiful ingredients lying in the pot.

“... It's a fried egg. ”

Mo Sheng spoke silently, wanting to save the few decencies.

Pei Chu: "......"

Pei Chu twitched the corners of his mouth, his stomach was a little hungry after he had not eaten any serious food since last night, he took the spatula in Mo Sheng's hand and drove the person out of the kitchen.

I re-scrubbed the boiler and took out the eggs and noodles.

It didn't take long for two bowls of steaming clear soup and eggs to be brought out of the kitchen.

Mo Sheng looked at the bowl of hot and fragrant noodles, the verdant and tempting vegetables and the golden fried egg on it, and his face was bright and shocked.

I don't know if I am shocked that Mo Huo will do my part, or if I am shocked that this younger brother will still do this.

In this respect, I really lost completely as the older one.

He tried to pick up a mouthful of noodles and eat it in his mouth, the ordinary home-cooked taste could not compare to the delicacies of the mountains and seas he had eaten.

But the fragrance between his mouths was permeating, and the warm soup slipped into his stomach, and he felt that this place called home was no longer as deserted as usual, and the fireworks in the world could come to this empty courtyard from a place he didn't dare to hope for.

In this morning with the fragrance and heat of noodles, Mo Sheng looked up at the young man opposite, and suddenly felt that it would be good if he could spend such an ordinary time with the other party every morning in the future.

After breakfast, Mo Sheng took the initiative to wash the dishes. Pei Chu glanced at it and didn't speak, in fact, even if they didn't wash it themselves, the maid would clean it up when they came back.

However, the eldest young master, who has lived for more than 20 years, took the initiative to ask to do housework, and Pei Chu had no reason to stop him.

Today's school holiday, Pei Chu can be above board and don't have to go to school. After breakfast, he shrunk himself into the couch and watched TV.

For a while, the whole room was only the sound of the TV in the living room and the sound of washing dishes in the kitchen, which strangely showed a bit of the harmonious atmosphere of ordinary brothers getting along.

So when Mo's father and mother returned to the villa rarely, they were startled by the situation in the house.

There was a TV in the room, and the two brothers, who had always been at odds, huddled on one side of the sofa, although they were far apart, but they were watching the TV intently and there was no sign of gunsmoke between them.

Father Mo looked at his door again with some surprise.

Myself... You won't be in the wrong room.

Fortunately, such an oolong did not happen, because Mo Sheng had already sat up with a cold face when he and Mo Mu stepped into the house.

He regained his shrewd and capable yet detached and indifferent appearance.

Father Mo didn't think there was anything, and even felt that this was right.

Mother Mo followed Father Mo into the house, and at first she was stunned by the situation in the house, but when she reacted, she looked at Pei Chu on the sofa and instantly smiled.

She is forty years old, but she is petite, her appearance is still delicate and bright, and she has a bit of girlish charm when she laughs. And if you look closely, it is not difficult to find that the other party's facial features have many similarities with Bai Lin.

The woman walked quickly to Pei Chu's side, stretched out her hand and hugged him, and kept muttering: "Huo'er, how are you doing at school recently?" Are you unhappy, do you lack money to spend? ”

Father Mo, who came in at the door, sneered when he heard this, "What money can he lack to spend, as far as his temperament is concerned, it's good not to cause trouble for me." ”

Mother Mo glanced at him, but she didn't say anything, patted Pei Chu and walked towards Father Mo and took off the cumbersome coat for him.

Father Mo walked into the house, loosened his tie and looked at Mo Sheng, who was sitting in the living room, "How was yesterday's business discussion, did you encounter any trouble?" ”

"All the best."

Mo Sheng replied lightly, except for being drunk, there was really no trouble.

At this time, the living room had already been cleaned up, and Father Mo naturally couldn't see anything. He breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Mo Sheng's answer, last night's business was actually a bit important, and the eldest son he handed over to him, the other party did do as he thought it was very good, and it was much better than the other son.

His gaze swept over Pei Chu, who was lazy on the sofa, and he thought of the famous genius Jiang Xun of the Jiang family next door, and suddenly held back a sigh of depression in his heart.

The Mo family's talents are withering now, and his own children have a bad spirit, so he can only try his best to recruit talents outside.

Thinking of this, he remembered what he found in Boyu, the special student Bai Lin whose qualifications can be said to be on par with Jiang Xun, and asked with some concern: "How is Bai Lin in Boyu, what difficulties has he encountered recently?" ”

Mo Sheng heard the question, and subconsciously glanced at Pei Chu, but found that the other party was lying lazily on the sofa, looking fascinated by watching TV.

"There was something wrong with Bai Lin's family, and now they have moved out of the house and been arranged to live in the school."

"What's wrong?" Father Mo frowned and asked.

"Bai's parents love gambling and have a bunch of gambling debts, and the scholarships given to Bai Lin every semester are basically used by his parents to pay off gambling debts, and not much remains in his hands."

"Ahh ”

Pei Chu on the sofa glanced at them, smiled and didn't speak.

If it is the real Mo Huo here, hearing that his family is so concerned about the life and study of an outsider, but he has never had any expectations for himself, the resentment in his heart is afraid that he will be piled up to the extreme, and he will explode at any time.

But Pei Chu, who is here now, doesn't care, just speculates about the development of the plot based on their conversations.

It seems that it will not be long before there will be a scene in which he designs Bai Lin. He looked at the TV and felt a little regretful that he was afraid that there was not much leisure time left for him to be lazy.

Father Mo over there asked again, "Is it you who arranged for Bai Lin to live in the school?" ”

"No, it's Jiang Xun of the Jiang family."

Father Mo was a little dumbfounded for an instant, "Why is that kid." ”

"Bai Lin is very close to Jiang Xun at school."

Speaking of this, Mo Sheng glanced at Pei Chu again, contrary to Jiang Xun, according to what he saw, the relationship between Mo Huo and Bai Lin was terrible.

One of the two is a child of the Mo family, and the other is a talent that the Mo family values and is ready to cultivate.

If Mo Sheng didn't care about the former's thoughts and thoughts before, but now he hopes that the two can get along well, at least not to be too embarrassed, so as not to make Mo Huo in a complicated situation in the Mo family in the future.

Father Mo thought about it at this time, and instructed Mo Sheng: "Look at Bai Lin, be careful not to make wedding dresses for others." Now that he has lived in the school, it has become the best environment and security for him, as for his parents, they should not let them come to school to disturb his life and study. ”

That's it, in a place that Bai Lin can't see, there will always be so many people who help and protect him.

Everything in this world is always pouring out all the goodwill for the Son of Destiny.