Mo Yin's expression was one of genuine surprise. It could be said that this was the only time he showed his true emotions in front of others after entering this world.
However, he reacted quickly and immediately adjusted himself. His whole face sank. His face was white with a hint of red. He couldn't tell whether he was embarrassed or angry. He pushed the wheelchair in front of Pei Qing and looked up from Pei Qing's hanging fingers. Jianli snatched the card back.
Pei Qing stood there without moving, without saying anything more, put his hands in his pockets, turned around and left.
Mo Yin looked at the half-open door and then at the card in his hand. The absurdity in his heart still couldn't be eliminated.
What did Pei Qing mean just now?
Does he like Pei Mingshu?
Does it mean that he is too obedient and flattering to Pei Mingshu? Or does it mean something else?
Could it be that he had a desire to have sex with Pei Mingshu?
Mo Yin felt incredible in his heart.
According to the age of a natural person, he should be considered to have just reached adulthood. In fact, he is in a similar situation to "Mo Yin" in this world.
His parents are also deceased.
The difference is that his parents passed away not long after he was born. In his memory, he has almost no impression of his parents. He was raised by the Alliance's Natural Person Care Department.
Because his mental power was naturally extremely strong, the Ministry of Education sent twelve commissioners to take special care of him and protect him in an airtight manner. Until he accepted the mission as an adult, he had only come into contact with only a handful of outsiders. Of course, he I don't have much interest in contacting other people either.
Natural people have very low physiological desires.
And the stronger the mental power, the lower the need in this regard.
There are no low-level physiological needs, let alone psychological needs.
Who he liked and how he sounded made Mo Yin feel a little uncomfortable, and he almost got goosebumps all over his body.
Mo Yin glanced at the card in his hand, then looked at the door, and finally looked at the box that fell on the carpet. He couldn't figure out how Pei Qing could say such shocking words. After looking back and forth several times, he finally understood.
——Pei Qing is not a natural person.
They are people in a small world, and their love and hatred are relatively superficial, which is really rare and ordinary.
Mo Yin pushed the wheelchair over and picked up the gift box on the ground.
Pei Qing bought him a scarf, probably as a New Year's gift.
Mo Yin remembered that when he came out of the old house in the afternoon, there was wind in the corridor. He lay on Pei Qing's back, hunched his neck and endured a small cough. Pei Qing asked him what was wrong, and he said it was okay, holding his collar tightly with one hand. Let the wind flow in. At this time, Pei Qing turned her face, and the look in his eyes seemed a little strange. It was not the usual indifference, but there was some unusual heat in it. However, Mo Yin did not fully understand it at that time, thinking that Pei Qing's eyes were covered in The wind is blurry.
The scarf is so soft, it feels like you are sinking into a cloud when you touch it.
Pei Qing's words were surprising. Could it be that he was trying to save others by himself?
Mo Yin held the card in one hand and the scarf in the other, looking thoughtful.
*
After the New Year, Pei Mingshu flew abroad immediately. He was very busy, but Pei Jingyou could relax a little and stayed at home for two days.
It was said that Pei Qing was not a favored son, but after Pei Mingshu left, Mo Yin found that Pei Jingyou was also very kind to Pei Qing, but Pei Qing seemed a little impatient.
Pei Jingyou asked Pei Qing to go to the company for an internship in two days, but Pei Qing simply said "no" and then left the restaurant.
Mo Yin held the bowl and looked at Pei Jingyou hesitantly.
Pei Jingyou smiled lightly, not looking angry at all, "Let's eat."
Everyone has many sides.
Some people behave like hungry hyenas when pursuing profits, completely caring about the life and death of others, but when facing their own family, they are so tolerant and tolerant, and look like the most ordinary father in the world.
And some people may seem indifferent on the surface, but maybe there is a volcano waiting to erupt in their hearts.
Pei's house has an internal elevator, with a total of five floors. Pei Jingyou lives on the second floor, Pei Mingshu lives on the third floor, and Pei Qing lives on the top floor. It is said that the fourth floor was where Mrs. Pei used to recuperate, but it is now empty. Mo Yin lives there. It was on the ground floor and he had never been up there. Today he pushed his wheelchair into the elevator and pressed the button for the fifth floor.
Pei House was designed in a purely Western style. The space becomes smaller as you go up, like the top of a crown. When the elevator door is opened, the view feels much narrower than downstairs, more like an attic.
The wall runs across the wood in a triangular downward trend. An arched glass window is located in the center of the triangle. The tail of the triangle is connected to a small door. Pei Qing is sitting on the platform extending from the window, with one long straight leg. Stretched out on the ground, the other long leg hung freely under the window, and he held a silver harmonica in his hand.
Hearing the sound of the elevator opening, Pei Qing turned around with a frown. When he saw it was Mo Yin, he looked away.
Since the night of New Year's Eve, Mo Yin has not said a word to Pei Qing, and the relationship between the two seems to have returned to the time when they were not related to each other at the beginning.
Mo Yin pushed the wheelchair to the window.
Pei Qing likes to stand by the window and look out.
Mo Yin went to the window and found that when looking down from the high floor, the Pei family seemed so big that it was boundless. Even bigger than the Pei family were the mountains and forests in the distance.
"Why don't you want to go to the company?" Mo Yin whispered.
Pei Qing was silent for a long time. He did not answer, but just picked up the harmonica and played it.
The tone of the harmonica is very average, and it can be seen from the scratches on the surface that the harmonica is very old.
"Are you afraid that you won't do well?"
After Mo Yin finished speaking, Pei Qing gave him a cold look.
"Of course I can do it."
"In that case, why not go?"
"Nothing to do with you."
"..."
Pei Qing lowered his eyes coldly. He looked at the harmonica and looked a little soft. Then he raised his head and looked at Mo Yin, "Do you think I'm not as good as Pei Mingshu?"
"I didn't think so."
Pei Qing's lips curled up slightly, looking a little sarcastic, "I don't care what you think."
Mo Yinxin said why did he ask in the first place.
Obviously he cares.
A seemingly kind but partial father, a perfect brother.
What does he have? A disgraceful origin, an embarrassing identity, and a situation that no one understands.
Mo Yin was silent for a while, then suddenly said to Pei Qing: "Can you lend me the harmonica?"
The harmonica was warm in his hand, probably because Pei Qing had held it for a long time. Mo Yin asked Pei Qing, "Do you have any paper?" Pei Qing glanced at him coldly and reached out to take the harmonica back from his hand. Mo Yin He held it tightly and whispered, "Forget it."
Melodious music sounded briskly, and Mo Yin played "Auld Lang Syne". The tune was an eternal and classic beauty, with a touch of sadness.
At the beginning, he was not very skillful in playing, but gradually he got better. Pei Qing listened to him playing, and kept his eyes firmly locked on Mo Yin's face. After finishing playing, Mo Yin's face was slightly red, and he was still blowing. With a little smile, "How is it?"
"generally."
"..."
Pei Qing took the harmonica from his hand and brushed it with his sleeve. Mo Yin looked a little embarrassed, and then Pei Qing picked up the harmonica and played it himself.
The tune he played was something Mo Yin had never heard before. It seemed like he could do whatever he wanted. It sounded like a bird flying in the sky, lonely and free.
The sound of the harmonica echoes in the small space, giving people a sense of nostalgia.
After playing, Pei Qing asked Mo Yin: "Do you like the Pei family?"
Mo Yin and him looked at each other. Pei Qing's eyes were like a mirror, reflecting Mo Yin's expression, and at the same time, he seemed to be judging Mo Yin.
This was a very important moment for the two of them, Mo Yin was keenly aware of it.
His heart moved slightly, and then he blinked his eyes, his expression was calm, and his tone was calm and he said, "I don't like it."
Pei Qing's eyes flickered.
"If you don't like it, why did you come?"
Mo Yin smiled bitterly, "Because I have no choice."
Yes.
Because there is no choice.
None of them had a choice.
Pei Qing fell silent and looked down at the harmonica in his hand.
"I will leave after I graduate from college." Mo Yin said.
Pei Qing looked at him with an unpredictable expression.
"At that time, I should be able to live alone," Mo Yin said with a serious expression. "We can't get what we want by doing nothing. We have to rely on ourselves for everything, as you said."
Pei Qing moved her lips, turned to look out the window, and then looked at Mo Yin again, "Isn't it Pei Jingyou who asked you to be a lobbyist?"
Mo Yin's face darkened, "Why do you always like to say some incomprehensible things?"
After he finished speaking, he pushed the wheelchair, "Forget it, I don't want to talk to you anymore, and you don't want to talk to me anyway."
The wheelchair turned, but was caught by the outstretched foot. Mo Yin turned around, and Pei Qing looked at him condescendingly, "I went to the company for an internship, what should you do if you encounter an unexpected situation at school?"
Mo Yin's face turned red instantly.
"No, it's all been fixed."
"What if?"
"...I asked others to help."
Mo Yin's head lowered as he spoke, and his chin was hidden on his chest. Pei Qing moved his feet and pulled him and the wheelchair to his side. His eyes fell on Mo Yin's smooth forehead, "Why didn't you ask others for help that day?"
Mo Yin lowered his head and said nothing.
Pei Qing's feet were hooked on his wheelchair, and it was obvious that he would not let him go unless he answered.
Mo Yin replied in a low voice as if helpless: "I don't know."
Pei Qing stopped talking. After a while, he touched Mo Yin's face with his harmonica. The shell of the harmonica had become a bit icey. Mo Yin looked up and Pei Qing was looking at him.
Their eyes met, and there seemed to be some strange emotions growing between them.
Mo Yin was the first to look away, his face slightly red.
"I'm going down."
He moved the wheelchair and lowered the long legs hooked on the wheelchair.
Mo Yin pushed the wheelchair forward. He felt a line of sight behind him locked firmly on him. He entered the elevator and turned the wheelchair around.
Pei Qing was leaning against the window sill, looking impartially in the direction of Mo Yin. After being discovered by Mo Yin, he still did not move away. He was still looking straight at him, his eyes firmly grasping Mo Yin as if they were real.
The elevator door closed, and the stiff expression on Mo Yin's face slowly returned to normal. He lowered his head to avoid the surveillance camera, and pulled up the corners of his mouth.
*
After Pei Mingshu returned to China, he found that Pei Qing was already interning in the company. He didn't have much reaction. Instead, he came to ask Mo Yin if it would be inconvenient to be alone in school.
Mo Yin: "I can do it alone."
"So good."
Pei Mingshu rubbed Mo Yin's hair. Mo Yin did not avoid it, but said, "Can you please stop calling me 'good' in the future?"
Pei Mingshu smiled, "Why?"
Mo Yin didn't answer, but his eyes flickered.
Pei Mingshu didn't ask further, lowered his hand and said warmly: "This seems to be the first time you have taken the initiative to make a request to me."
Mo Yin looked up at him. Pei Mingshu smiled and rubbed the top of his head again, "I promise you."
"Thanks."
Pei Mingshu smiled and said, "Then can you also agree to my request?"
"What?"
Pei Mingshu thought for a while and said, "Let's do it in two days. I'll ask you for it again in two days."
Pei Mingshu said that in two days it will be the beginning of spring.
April 8th is Pei Mingshu's birthday, and coincidentally, it is also Pei Qing's birthday.
The Pei family held a grand party that day. Youcheng suffered a lot of negative news last year, and its stock price fell again and again. Later, its reputation slowly recovered. Coupled with the addition of Pei Mingshu, the entire company was booming again. It was a beautiful scene. Almost all the prominent people in the city came to this party.
Pei Mingshu is the protagonist, hosting the banquet below, and Pei Jingyou is willing to serve as a foil. A group of old friends all say that his children and grandchildren are prosperous and he has raised such a powerful son.
"Is it time to go down?" Mo Yin looked down and saw the dazzling lights in the courtyard.
Pei Qing was dressed in formal clothes and leaned lazily against the window, "What's the rush?"
Mo Yin accompanied him, just like Pei Qing accompanied him home. They were silent, but seemed to have a different kind of tacit understanding.
This time is exclusive to them.
When Pei Mingshu came up, the elevator door opened. Pei Qing and Mo Yin didn't look back. They were looking out the window together. Pei Qing was sitting in front of the window, a little higher than Mo Yin. Mo Yin was leaning on the wheelchair, his head tilted slightly. Pei Qing turned in the opposite direction.
"They're all hiding here."
Pei Qing and Mo Yin turned back at the same time.
This scene seemed to have happened several times, and Pei Mingshu couldn't help but smile. While smiling, he felt a little weird.
Pei Qing jumped down from the window sill and pushed Mo Yin's wheelchair without saying a word.
Pei Mingshu looked at Mo Yin. Mo Yin looked slightly embarrassed, but did not refuse. Pei Mingshu realized that Mo Yin's embarrassment was not because Pei Qing pushed his wheelchair, but because he secretly picked it when he was present. eyebrow.
Mo Yin originally didn't want to attend such a public occasion, but Pei Mingshu agreed. Later, Pei Qing came to Mo Yin and asked, "Why don't you go? Are you afraid?"
In the elevator, Pei Mingshu stood on one side. Pei Qing pushed Mo Yin's wheelchair. The three of them became quiet. The elevator door opened. Pei Qing pushed Mo Yin out first, and Pei Mingshu came out later. When did the relationship between the two begin? It's gotten so good.
Pei Mingshu didn't feel anything else, but he didn't expect Pei Qing and Mo Yin to get along well.
Both of them have cold personalities, so it would be nice to meet each other.
Pei Qing cut the cake, Pei Mingshu stood on the left and applauded gently, Pei Jingyou hugged Pei Qing's shoulders and laughed, and Mo Yin watched the scene silently from the right behind the three of them.
After the banquet, Mo Yin gave Pei Qing a gift in private. It was a new harmonica, packed in a light blue velvet bag, with a shiny shell.
"Happy birthday."
Pei Qing took the harmonica in his hand and rubbed it gently with his palm.
"Xiao Yin."
Hearing the voice behind him, Pei Qing put the harmonica back into the bag and tied it up.
Pei Mingshu drank some wine at the banquet and looked in high spirits, "Are you whispering?"
"No." Mo Yin quickly denied.
Pei Qing glanced at him, and Mo Yin's ears were a little red.
"Are you done?" Pei Mingshu said to Pei Qing, "It's my turn."
The joking tone made Pei Qing tighten her hands on the harmonica bag, turned around and left without saying a word.
Pei Mingshu was accustomed to Pei Qing's temper and smiled lightly. He walked behind Mo Yin, pushed Mo Yin's wheelchair and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to see the flowers."
The weather is getting warmer, and the gardeners are working hard to cultivate the lilies until they bloom slowly. Pei Mingshu heard that the servant said that Mo Yin liked them very much, so he took Mo Yin to see them at night, "The ones at night." When the time comes, the fragrance of this flower becomes stronger.”
Mo Yin nodded, "It smells very good."
Pei Mingshu held his wheelchair and said with a smile, "Were you giving Pei Qing a birthday gift just now?"
Mo Yin softly said "hmm".
"What about mine?"
Mo Yin lowered his head and said softly: "You lack nothing, I don't know what to give you."
Pei Mingshu smiled and said, "Then say 'Happy Birthday'."
Mo Yin was silent for a while, as if it was difficult to say these words. Pei Mingshu waited patiently. After a long time, he heard a very soft "Happy Birthday".
Pei Mingshu said: "You seem to be more relaxed when you are with Pei Qing than when you are with me. Is there something about me that makes you feel nervous?"
"……No."
Mo Yin denied it very hard.
Mo Yin was lightly pressed on the shoulder, and Mo Yin heard Pei Mingshu say: "Xiao Yin, do you remember what I said last time that you should agree to a request of mine?"
"Remember."
Pei Mingshu moved from the back of the wheelchair to the front of Mo Yin, looked down at Mo Yin and then squatted down, "I think you will really become a family with us."
"..."
"I'm not asking you to naturalize," Pei Mingshu said gently, "I'm asking you to treat this place as your second home and treat us as your own family."
It has been half a year since I came to Pei's house.
In the past six months, Mo Yin has received meticulous care. The servants of the Pei family are very good to him. Although Pei Jingyou has not had much contact with him, he is still amiable. Needless to say, Pei Qing has spent the longest time with him. There was even some ambiguity, and Pei Mingshu in front of him was the best to him...
The drastic changes to Pei's house designed by his mother were enough to show how much Pei Mingshu really wanted Mo Yin to join the family.
Perhaps from then on, Pei Mingshu made up his mind to want Mo Yin to stay in the Pei family.
There is really a big difference between the two brothers.
Pei Qing is cold on the outside and hot on the inside. He is indifferent on the surface and difficult to approach. In fact, the defense line collapses at the touch of a touch. It is easy to get close to his heart. He has now been able to gradually grasp Pei Qing's emotions.
Pei Mingshu is hot on the outside and cold on the inside. He can treat people so well that he praises them to the sky, but this is only out of his own wishes and to satisfy his own emotions. He arranges and controls everything around him, but it is difficult for him to be controlled by others. Swayed by external forces, it is actually very difficult to truly break through his defenses.
Mo Yin held the wheelchair with his hands, and the expression on his face seemed to be shaken.
Pei Mingshu said gently: "If you want, you can call me big brother."
Ever since the two protagonists were identified, Mo Yin has been thinking about how to defeat these two brothers?
In this world, he doesn't have the mental power to crush him, has no power, and doesn't even have a healthy body. Wanting to overthrow a behemoth like Yousei is tantamount to wishful thinking.
We must find a way to provoke internal fighting between these two powerful forces and make them commit suicide.
But Pei Qing is not close to Pei Mingshu, and Pei Mingshu doesn't care about Pei Qing. There is no substantive conflict between the two of them, and the fight for family property does not seem to reach the point where both sides will lose.
How can two brothers with such incompatible conflicts fight?
——I still have to thank Pei Qing for the inspiration.
These people, these people in the small world have complex love and hatred.
But he is different.
He is a strong natural man who has eliminated those weak factors during evolution.
He can play with and manipulate these useless things to achieve his goals and pursue the purest pleasure of destruction.
This is his greatest advantage in this world.
Pei Mingshu saw that there seemed to be some complicated emotions in Mo Yin's eyes, as if he was hiding a secret, but also as if he was about to tell the secret immediately. He turned his face away under his gaze, and that embarrassing look appeared on his face again. Pei Mingshu felt pitifully stubborn and his eyes brightened slightly, "No, I don't want to."
