"Pei, Senior Pei Qing, no, Mo Yin is in trouble."
Pei Qing was found going downstairs, but when he heard the words, he seemed not to hear him and continued walking downstairs without stopping.
The classmate was confused by his reaction and subconsciously followed him downstairs, "His uncle is here and seems to be taking him away!"
Pei Qing stopped and slowly turned his face, "Say it again."
It turned out that Pei Qing's attitude towards him was pretty good. Mo Yin watched quietly as Pei Qing carried Mo Honghai's collar out. Mo Honghai's face turned red and he kept yelling and screaming. Pei Qing pulled him by the collar. After hitting the wall next to him, Mo Honghai became honest.
The classroom was eerily quiet.
A few minutes later, Pei Qing came back, looking as if nothing had happened. He went over and pushed Mo Yin's wheelchair without saying a word. Without pushing it, he glanced at Mo Yin lightly, and Mo Yin opened it silently. Wheelchair lock.
Pei Qing walked very fast, and the wheelchair slid across the ground, making a rushing sound.
After going down the elevator, Pei Qing pushed the wheelchair until he reached a quiet place and stopped. Mo Yin even swayed back and forth with the inertia.
Pei Qing let go of the wheelchair, turned his head and placed his palms on the rough tree trunk, breathing slightly quickly.
Wheelchair racing is quite exciting.
Mo Yin smiled.
But the stimulation Pei Qing received just now should be much greater than him.
*
"Actually, there is a reason why the second young master has a bad temper."
Mo Yin helped the servant tidy up the clothes. The servant was not too old and was the most lively and talkative among the people he came into contact with. She revealed most of the information about the Pei family to Mo Yin. After Mo Yin got to know her, she talked There is also less and less scruple.
"His mother is actually a caregiver and our wife's caregiver. She is really bloody."
"But then there was something even more cruel. The uncle who sent him home clamored for money from the husband, otherwise he would take the second young master away. Anyway, he was selling the child in disguise. It was such a big fuss. The second young master was originally He was born like that, and he was completely disgraced as soon as he returned home. I heard that the second young master barely spoke in the first year after he was recognized, and everyone thought he was mute."
"What happened next?"
"What happened next?"
"That uncle."
The servant shrugged, "Sir, I gave you some money to send him away." After sorting out the clothes and hanging them in the closet, the servant said, "It's all about money, do you really want someone? That uncle He is nothing, he has never done any good things, and the Second Young Master has suffered a lot when he is around him. The thing he hates the most is his vampire uncle."
"Really?" Mo Yin looked thoughtful, which was really annoying.
*
Pei Qing slowly calmed down his breathing.
The scenes that were too similar almost instantly recalled his memories and emotions at the time.
It's like a piece of garbage that no one wants, but it's also like a cash cow that is in urgent need of output.
A very ironic contradiction.
Pei Qing curled his palms slightly and turned around.
Mo Yin sat in a wheelchair with her back to him, her fluffy hair swaying gently in the wind, and veins appearing on the back of her hands resting on the armrests of the wheelchair due to the exertion.
"sorry for bothering you."
His voice was calm, trying his best to hide the tremor.
Pei Qing turned his face and said coldly: "You are indeed in trouble."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yin lowered his head.
"So please rely on yourself for everything in the future and try not to trouble others."
Mo Yin raised his face, turned his head, and looked up at Pei Qing sideways.
Pei Qing's expression was still cold, but his eyes were different. It was as if something warm was revealing to Mo Yin through his cold surface.
Mo Yin's expression slowly changed. He nodded, and responded seriously to Pei Qing's rude words: "Thank you, I will."
Pei Qing's eyes gradually calmed down. He twisted his face and reached out to push the wheelchair. Mo Yin raised his hand and said, "I will do it myself." As he moved up and down, his two hands inadvertently touched each other. Together.
Skin-to-skin contact, Pei Qing's hands were very hot, but Mo Yin's hands were very cold.
Mo Yin looked at Pei Qing, who was also looking at him.
Mo Yin quickly retracted his hand.
Pei Qing looked away and held onto the wheelchair, "You're too slow."
"Are there any classes in the afternoon?"
"there is none left."
"Then go back and eat."
The driver was waiting near the school. After receiving the order, he immediately drove the car to the west gate of the school. The two of them were already waiting. The driver quickly got out of the car and said, "Second Young Master..."
Pei Qing ignored him as usual, and just fell down from the wheelchair with one hand, picking up Mo Yin as if naturally.
"Open the door, what are you doing standing there in a daze?"
"...Oh, okay, right away."
Pei Qing was still sitting in the passenger seat, looking down at his phone.
Mo Yin was still sitting in the back seat. He pulled on the seat belt and looked at Pei Qing in the front seat. A faint smile appeared on his face. When the cold-as-a-blade gaze reflected in the rearview mirror, Mo Yin suddenly stopped. He smiled and lowered his head. Pei Qing's eyes softened slightly when Mo Yin didn't see him.
Back at Pei's house, the driver took the wheelchair out of the trunk, and Pei Qing had already taken the person out of the back seat.
Although he had only done it twice, he seemed to be very skilled. When he put down Mo Yin, he was not as rude as in the morning. The wheelchair only shook slightly, and Mo Yin's arm slipped from his shoulder, and at the same time he said softly. A soft "Thank you."
Pei Qing didn't react at all. He put his hands back in his pockets, still looking cold.
"It seems like you guys get along well."
A voice that had disappeared for a while came from the door, and Mo Yin and Pei Qing turned their faces at the same time.
Pei Mingshu came back. He stood at the door with a coffee cup in his hand and a faint smile on his face. "I asked Xiao Yin this morning. Xiao Yin said that you were very good to him. I didn't dare to believe it. It turns out it’s true, then I’m relieved.”
Pei Qing glanced at Mo Yin.
Mo Yin's face turned slightly red.
Pei Qing turned around and walked past Pei Mingshu without saying a word.
Pei Mingshu didn't take it seriously and walked up to Mo Yin, "How do you feel about your first day of school?"
"Very good." Mo Yin lowered his head.
Pei Mingshu was a little surprised.
He has always cared about Mo Yin, but Mo Yin always seemed to be a little wary of him, his attitude was always neither salty nor indifferent, and his true emotions were only revealed in occasional moments.
Pei Qing had no contact with Mo Yin at all.
But it seemed that in just one morning, Mo Yin seemed to be closer to Pei Qing than to him.
At least in Pei Mingshu's opinion, Mo Yin seemed to be less reserved with Pei Qing than with him.
"That's good."
Pei Mingshu nodded slightly and motioned to the servant beside him to push the wheelchair, but Mo Yin suddenly said: "Can I talk to you? Alone."
In the room, the curtains were half-opened, but the sea of flowers outside was still there.
Pei Mingshu held the coffee cup and listened quietly to Mo Yin talking about what happened in the school.
"That's it."
He responded vaguely.
Mo Yin: "I don't know if my uncle will go to the media to talk nonsense again..."
"You don't have to worry about that."
Pei Mingshu stopped.
Mo Yin was silent for a while and then said: "Actually, my uncle is not a bad person."
Pei Mingshu looked at Mo Yin.
Mo Yin's face was calm, and his expression was a little helpless and sad, "He just owes too much money. My cousin also owes money, and he can't be found in other places. My uncle is also doing it for my cousin, and he is living well." It’s difficult, so no matter what happens to him, I don’t blame him.”
Pei Mingshu's heart moved slightly.
Ding Mohai also told him the whole incident between Mo Honghai and Mo Yin, including Mo Honghai's frame-up.
Maybe for Mo Yin, this uncle who is not very close to him is the only elder relative left, so no matter how bad it is, it is good.
He sighed softly, rubbed his fingers, and raised his hand to touch the back of Mo Yin's head. Mo Yin slightly turned his head to avoid it, still a little uncomfortable with contact with him. Pei Mingshu smiled at him, " Xiao Yin, you are so kind."
Mo Yin looked melancholy.
"You don't have to worry about this," Pei Mingshu said in a gentle and reliable tone, "I will solve it."
Mo Yin said "Yeah" and said, "Thank you."
Pei Mingshu smiled and said, "This is something we should solve originally. You're welcome. You're tired from school today. I've made soup in the kitchen. Eat more later."
"good."
"So good."
Pei Mingshu couldn't resist the itching of his hands and touched Mo Yin's hair again. Probably because he promised to solve his uncle's problem, Mo Yin didn't move again this time. He just grabbed the handle of the wheelchair as if he was nervous. Mingshu laughed in his heart and restrained the urge to touch her a second time.
Pei Mingshu said that he had eaten and went out first, leaving Pei Qing and Mo Yin to eat in the restaurant.
Pei Qing's expression was not very good and he said to Mo Yin: "You don't have to say good things for me in front of him."
Mo Yin rounded his eyes.
Pei Qing said coldly: "I don't need to look at anyone's face to live my life."
Mo Yin held the chopsticks in his hand and moved his lips twice. After a while, he slowly said: "I didn't mean that."
"Anyway, just remember it," Pei Qing looked at him, his eyes clear, "You don't need to report to anyone how I treat you."
Mo Yin nodded slowly under his gaze, "I understand, I won't say anything anymore."
Pei Qing looked away, and after a while, he used serving chopsticks to pick up some leafy vegetables for Mo Yin.
"Thanks."
"Don't talk while eating."
"..."
*
Mo Honghai covered his forehead and went upstairs.
He had a bump on his head, which was red, swollen and painful. The young master of the Pei family was really cruel. Damn it, rich people are so awesome? ! If he dares to come again, I'll break his legs.
Okay, break his legs and take him to the Pei family!
Mo Honghai muttered and cursed to himself, thinking that he couldn't just let it go. This beating couldn't be in vain. He had to find a way to break the news. He couldn't just let go of such an opportunity to make money.
The key was inserted into the lock cylinder and the door opened. Mo Honghai lowered his head and walked to the sink on the left. He turned on the faucet and washed his hands first. There was a little blood on his hands, which made him angrier and angrier. He cursed and swore again. He took the towel on the wall and covered his forehead, turned around and was shocked.
In the narrow and dark rental house, a character who was incompatible with this place suddenly appeared. He was wearing a well-tailored coat. Even those who didn't know the goods could tell that the luster of the fabric was precious and not ordinary goods.
Mo Honghai moved his eyes upward, and a noble face that perfectly matched this expensive dress appeared in his sight.
"you……"
"Hello, I am Pei Mingshu."
Pei Mingshu put his hands behind his back and said politely.
When Mo Honghai heard this surname, his legs softened for a moment, and then he became dazed again.
Pei? Your surname is Pei?
W-what do you mean?
Why did the Pei family suddenly appear in his rental house? Where did he get the key? No, what does he want from him? Give money? Or looking for trouble?
Mo Honghai had always wanted to contact the Pei family again, but when he saw them, he felt a little scared.
The situation when Ding Mohai brought his lawyer there left a psychological shadow on him, and today Pei Qing left a physical shadow on him. Under the double shadow blow, Mo Honghai was speechless for a moment and couldn't. Not knowing how to react, he just stared at Pei Mingshu blankly.
"That's right," Pei Mingshu said with a smile when he saw Mo Honghai didn't speak, "I hope you won't disturb our family's life anymore."
Mo Honghai still just looked at him steadily.
"I mean Mo Yin."
"..."
Mo Honghai came to his senses, put down the towel covering his forehead, and slowly thought about the taste.
Is that little bastard Mo Yin deliberately taking advantage of him?
Encourage him to cause trouble and make it impossible for the Pei family to get off the stage. Mo Yin will come out to play red face again and help the Pei family solve the problem. As soon as he can naturally squeeze into the Pei family and become his godson, he will have no worries for the rest of his life.
So everyone in the Pei family now regards Mo Yin as a good person and him as a bad person?
Mo Honghai looked at Pei Mingshu, with a sinister and angry light in his eyes.
These emotions were all for Mo Yin.
"Are you from the Pei family...?"
Pei Mingshu knew that Mo Honghai was asking about his identity, but he did not answer directly and only said: "Pei Mingshu."
Mo Honghai grinded his teeth, and instead of pulling him down, he shook off the towel and deliberately spit on the ground in front of Pei Mingshu. He raised his head and sneered: "I thought rich people only earned it if they were smart. Money, it turns out, is all fools.”
Pei Mingshu looked at him quietly, with a faint smile on his face, but that smile seemed a bit condescending to Mo Honghai, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
Mo Honghai took out a cigarette from his pocket and was just about to light it when he heard Pei Mingshu say again: "Please don't smoke."
Mo Honghai glanced sideways at Pei Mingshu. Pei Mingshu spoke in a gentle tone and still had a smile on his face. But for some reason, his hand shook and he put down the lighter involuntarily.
Mo Honghai blushed and felt that she was too shameless. She swallowed her saliva and gritted her teeth and said, "I tell you, I have already said it. It was Mo Yin who asked me to cause trouble when Mr. Pei came to visit, saying that I could order more food this way. Qian, I really don’t know why you just don’t believe me. He did it on purpose. He threw me away because he was afraid that I would expose him! If you don’t believe me, I can confront him face to face. It doesn’t matter whether it’s money or not. I am now We need to explain things clearly!”
These words were so righteous and righteous, Mo Honghai almost believed it after he said it, and his back straightened a little.
Pei Mingshu's expression remained unchanged. After he finished speaking, he said: "You owe 400,000, and Mo Tianlong owes 700,000. I can help you settle these two debts."
Mo Honghai's expression changed instantly. It was a kind of uncontrollable joy, and his eyes also revealed a greedy light.
"Really?" Mo Honghai said impatiently, "What are the conditions?"
Pei Mingshu smiled and said, "Please don't disturb our family's life again."
Mo Honghai blurted out, "You don't believe what I said?!"
Pei Mingshu raised his arm behind his back, and Mo Honghai subconsciously took a step back. He thought Pei Mingshu was going to beat him, but Pei Mingshu just looked at the watch on his wrist. He was wearing a pair of black Mo Honghai still felt a little embarrassed when he looked at the gloves, fearing that he would suddenly get angry. For some reason, he felt that the polite and polite Pei Mingshu in front of him was more scary than the grumpy young master of the Pei family.
"It's getting late. I'll leave first. Someone will contact you."
Pei Mingshu stepped forward. Mo Honghai looked at him dumbfounded. Pei Mingshu walked to the door and turned around, "By the way, I took away the two things over there. I hope you don't mind."
He raised his chin, and Mo Honghai followed him and found that the ashes and portraits on the table against the wall were missing.
Mo Honghai didn't say anything. He pressed against the window and watched Pei Mingshu's figure appear downstairs. The driver got out of the car and opened the door. Mo Honghai suddenly realized that Pei Mingshu didn't seem to be listening to him at all from beginning to end, as if They are not the same species, and what he speaks is not human.
Damn it! Mo Honghai touched the cigarette and said bitterly, "Okay, pay off the debt first, and then he will slowly fight with them!"
*
"This person is very greedy and likes to talk nonsense," Pei Mingshu slowly took off his gloves one by one in the car. "It's best to deal with it at once."
"Young master, what you mean is..."
Pei Mingshu raised his hand, indicating that the topic was over.
The person in the seat in front immediately stopped talking.
Pei Mingshu took off his gloves and picked up the black and white photo on the side.
Mo Yin looks more like his mother, with delicate and soft eyes and nose, but because he is a boy, his facial contours are more rigid, making him look a bit stubborn, and a bit pitiful at the same time.
Back at Pei's house, Pei Mingshu handed the ashes and portrait to Mo Yin. Mo Yin's expression was indescribable. He immediately turned his face away, avoiding Pei Mingshu's sight, and held those things tightly with both hands.
Pei Mingshu stroked his hair, but Mo Yin didn't hide.
"It's okay, no one will come to pester you again."
After a while, Mo Yin turned his face and looked at Pei Mingshu with red eyes, "How to solve it?"
Pei Mingshu said gently: "I gave him some money."
Mo Yin's eyes turned redder.
"It doesn't matter," Pei Mingshu stroked his hand from the top of his head. Mo Yin's hair was soft and smooth, "As long as the problem can be solved."
"He'll ask for money again."
Mo Yin's face showed that stubborn and helpless look again, "Let me go. Anyway, everything is fine. If I leave here, he will have nothing to do."
Pei Mingshu pressed the back of his neck with his palm, squatted down, and said gently: "No, you have to believe me."
Mo Yin looked as if he was trying his best to restrain himself. There was already a faint glimmer of water in his eyes, but the tears refused to fall. He lowered his head to avoid Pei Mingshu's sight, and said in a suppressed voice: "I want to go home."
"When you have a holiday, I can take you back to see you."
"I'll go back by myself."
"Okay, I'll ask the driver to take you there."
"..."
Pei Mingshu waited quietly for a while, then he patted the back of Mo Yin's neck with his palm, "Okay, rest, don't think too much, it's fine." When he stood up, he heard Mo Yin's low voice. A husky "Thank you."
Pei Mingshu smiled.
"My uncle..." Mo Yin whispered, "Did he ask you to give me a message? He blocked me after that day and I can't contact him..."
"No."
Pei Mingshu paused and then changed his words: "Yes."
Mo Yin raised his face, with a hint of hope on his face.
"He said he wants you to live here with peace of mind. He is going to the south to do business."
Mo Yin's expression slowly dimmed again, and he said "hmm", "My uncle is not very good at business."
"Yeah?"
"When does he leave? I want to see him off."
Pei Mingshu touched his head again and said with a smile: "He is gone."
"..."
"Don't think too much," Pei Mingshu said gently, "Things are over. He has his life, and you have yours. You have to look forward."
Mo Yin said "hmm" again. He lowered his head and then raised his head with sincere eyes, "Thank you."
Pei Mingshu hooked the side of Mo Yin's cheek with his finger. Mo Yin hid for a moment as if he was frightened, and then hesitantly brought his face back. Pei Mingshu smiled widely and rubbed his cheek again with his finger, " You're welcome."
After that day, Mo Honghai did not appear again.
Mo Yin tried to contact Mo Honghai, but couldn't.
Later, he searched on the Internet and found rumors from marketing accounts that the particularly high-profile uncle in the 829 incident had committed crimes and entered the company. It seemed that he was involved in a pyramid scheme fraud.
The popularity of 829 has long since passed, and no one paid much attention to this message. When Mo Yinche went out and switched back, he found that even this message was gone.
The two brothers' acting styles are really completely different.
Pei Qing seems to have a weird temper, but in fact he is not deep in the city and looks very cold on the surface. In fact, he is full of sympathy and lacks attention. After breaking the defense line, he is easy to get close to.
As for Pei Mingshu...
In WeChat, Mo Honghai's obscene insults only stayed on the day when Pei Mingshu said the problem was solved.
The phone screen went dark.
A thoughtful face appeared on the screen.
Mo Honghai helped him penetrate into the enemy's interior, helped him break through Pei Qing's defenses, and tested the depths of the two brothers for him. It was a waste of money.
Now, he needs new ones.
It is best to have two equally powerful pieces that can attack and kill each other.
