"Pei Qing said he is willing to go back with me."
Mo Yin's voice was as gravelly as ever, and he sounded much more relaxed, "Thank you."
Pei Mingshu said warmly: "Okay, then you can go back together."
The call was hung up, and Pei Mingshu looked at the phone and pondered for a long time.
After hearing Mo Yin's strange words, Pei Mingshu took a step back before he could think. His palm slipped from the doorknob. Pei Mingshu quietly retreated out and asked everyone in the office to The two of them should not mention his visit to Pei Qing.
After returning to the office, he forced the words he just heard out of his mind, and then recalled all the weird moments when he saw Pei Qing and Mo Yin together before, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, thinking that's it.
Pei Mingshu pursed his lips, then smiled and shook his head, feeling that this match was not very suitable.
He sat in his seat and was lost in thought for a long time. It was not until Ding Mohai came in to remind him that it was time to get on the plane that Pei Mingshu came back to his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream. He stood up, grabbed the coat hanging on the hanger and put it on neatly, while He straightened his shoulders and said, "Don't make your schedule so tight next month. I want to stay at home for a few more days."
"OK."
Ding Mohai asked: "Are you too tired?"
Pei Mingshu shook his head.
Ding Mohai asked again: "The Second Young Master and Xiao Yin are still having conflicts?"
Pei Mingshu glanced at him, and Ding Mohai noticed that Pei Mingshu's eyes seemed a little helpless, "So be it."
*
Mo Yin put his hands on the back of Pei Qing's hands and his face turned red.
Pei Qing went too far and treated him like a child. Such a hugging posture was too insulting. Mo Yin dug his fingertips deeply into the back of Pei Qing's hand and lowered his voice and said, "Put me down."
Pei Qing ignored it and turned his head to speak in Mo Yin's ear. His warm breath made Mo Yin's ear itchy.
"You don't need me anymore. Do you want Pei Mingshu to help?"
Mo Yin turned his face to avoid his breath, "I have said it many times, please don't say such strange things again."
"Is it weird?"
Pei Qing grasped Mo Yin's two unconscious thighs tightly with both hands, turned his face, his lips still stubbornly pursued Mo Yin's ears, and said lightly: "You think I don't know what you are thinking? "
Mo Yin turned his face.
Pei Qing's face was very close, and the light in his eyes was cold and stern.
"What am I thinking?" Mo Yin asked tremblingly.
Pei Qing sneered and looked at Mo Yin intently, as if he had seen through him, "You are wishful thinking."
"..."
Mo Yin's grip on the back of his hand slowly loosened, and his eyes shook as if in fear.
Pei Qing smiled sarcastically, "Paranoia will kill you."
She dreamed that a man with a different status would really fall in love with her, dreamed that one day she could change from a despicable character to an upright person, and dreamed that she would die in depression and be cast aside by others. It was so naive and pitiful.
Pei Qing respects the choice of such people, but he doesn't understand why such a selfish and naive person insists on bringing another person into this world to suffer.
But fortunately, if Mo Yin wanted to commit suicide, he would most likely just fly into the flames.
"I really don't know what you're talking about." Mo Yin turned his face and gasped twice, "Let me go. I'm leaving and I won't come back again."
"I can help you." Pei Qing whispered.
Mo Yin looked back at him, his eyes wandering, "What?"
Pei Qing didn't answer his question, "Next time you want to come over, just give me a call and I'll pick you up."
"...I won't come here anymore."
Pei Qing's eyes were determined, "If you don't come, I will pick you up."
*
When Pei Mingshu returned from a business trip, he found that Pei Qing and Mo Yin had "reconciled" again.
And it seems to be better than before.
Two people who go in and out at the same time are almost inseparable.
Pei Mingshu became more and more certain of his conjecture in his heart.
He had a headache and didn't know how to deal with this matter. He didn't know whether Pei Jingyou noticed anything. If Pei Jingyou found out, then Mo Yin might suffer.
Maybe others didn't notice it, but Pei Mingshu knew that Pei Jingyou actually loved Pei Qing very much in his heart. If he knew that Pei Qing and Mo Yin were having an affair, Mo Yin would be kicked out of the Pei family first. Of course, Pei Mingshu didn't What I hope to see is that he sincerely wants to take care of Mo Yin for the rest of his life to compensate.
It doesn't seem like it would be good to talk to Mo Yin about this kind of thing.
Then we can only talk to Pei Qing.
But with Pei Qing's temper and the average relationship between their brothers, even if they talk about it, it doesn't seem to have any effect.
Pei Mingshu was in a dilemma. Then he thought, Pei Qing and Mo Yin might just be children playing house, and it might be nothing after a while. But then he thought again, with Pei Qing's identity, even if he has experienced thousands of things in his life, He was able to escape unscathed every time, but with Mo Yin's experience and temperament, could he withstand the blow?
It's simply more difficult than official business.
Pei Mingshu couldn't calm down while reading in the study, so he simply closed the book and thought to himself: "It is difficult for an upright official to deal with household affairs." He walked to the balcony and overlooked the garden.
The lilies are in full bloom in the garden, a sea of snow-white swaying flowers.
His mother, Yue Xiyun, was of noble birth and had a very free-spirited temperament. She liked poetry, painting, and flowers. I heard from his father that when he built Pei's house, Yue Xiyun did it himself and carefully selected every plant and tree, especially this large area. lily.
"Casablanca" is Yue Xiyun's favorite movie. She likes the struggling love in it. She never thought that she would also struggle in love. Just like when she planted such a large field of lilies with the same name, which symbolizes pure and beautiful love, she also Little did I know that this flower also represented tragic death.
Yue Xiyun died of a terminal illness. Pei Mingshu was only six years old at the time. He was so sad that he ignored many things, such as the rekindling of an old relationship between his father and his reunited first love.
Pei Mingshu was convinced that Yue Xiyun knew about it. Before she left, she held Pei Mingshu's little hand and told him not to hate his father. He later also found the divorce agreement drafted by her in Yue Xiyun's belongings.
Pei Jingyou found the divorce agreement earlier than he did. Probably because of this, Pei Jingyou finally gave up on his first love again.
Pei Mingshu could not fully understand the grudges of the previous generation, and it was not easy for him to make too many comments. To Pei Jingyou, he followed his mother's wishes and had no resentment.
Everything in the past has disappeared, and in the end, only the beautiful and pure flowers in this courtyard are left.
*
"Pei Qing."
Pei Mingshu stopped the person who was going out, "Do you have time?"
"What's the matter?" Pei Qing was cold and indifferent, treating Pei Mingshu with his usual attitude.
"I want to talk to you about something." Pei Mingshu's tone was very serious. Pei Qing's expression seemed to be thinking. After a while, he said: "After dinner."
"good."
Pei Qing went out.
Pei Mingshu put his hands in his pockets, sighed softly, turned back into the hall, and glanced in the direction of Mo Yin's room.
He went back upstairs and continued to read the book he had closed. After about a few minutes, he heard the sound of a car starting downstairs. He took the book and walked to the balcony and saw the family car driving. gone.
Pei Mingshu stood on the balcony with a thoughtful expression. He was immersed in his thoughts, but unexpectedly the car came back after a while.
Pei Mingshu called the driver to come up.
"It's Xiao Yin. He said he wanted to go home for a visit. He called a car himself and took him to the gate without bothering us."
Pei Mingshu nodded. The book was spread out on his knees. He touched the smooth pages with his fingers and said, "Okay, I understand. Thank you for your hard work. Go ahead and do your work."
The driver closed the door, and Pei Mingshu lowered his head to read again. Unfortunately, the English letters on the page seemed to suddenly become messy. He looked at it with his eyes, but could not read the meaning in his mind. Pei Mingshu pressed his finger between his eyebrows and sighed softly. After taking a breath, he picked up the phone and dialed again.
"Well, go take a look and don't get too close to be noticed."
More than an hour later, Pei Mingshu received a reply.
"Yes, Second Young Master's car is parked downstairs. I followed your instructions and didn't dare to get too close."
"Okay, you wait there and see how long it takes for them to come out."
Pei Mingshu sat on the sofa and waited for more than half an hour. The person he sent said that the Second Young Master and Mo Yin had come out.
"You should go back too, be careful not to reveal your traces."
"yes."
Pei Mingshu hung up the phone and frowned deeply.
He remembered that Mo Yin went home for the first time a few months ago, and since then he has been "going home" from time to time. He called the driver and asked Mo Yin when he started going back by himself, and the answer he got was that it was October last year. In January, Pei Mingshu was almost stunned.
It has actually been less than half a year.
Could it be that those two people have been meeting at Mo Yin's house?
Pei Mingshu gently rubbed his fingers under his nose and frowned with a distant expression.
During dinner, Pei Mingshu observed calmly from the corner of his eye and judged that Pei Jingyou had not noticed it yet. Pei Qing and Mo Yin concealed it well and could not see anything special.
"Mingshu, have you been free lately?" Pei Jingyou said gently.
"I'm not very busy." Pei Mingshu responded.
"In that case, do you have time to have a meal with the Zhang family's little daughter tomorrow?"
Pei Mingshu was stunned. Before he could answer, Pei Qing stood up and said, "I've eaten." Pei Qing looked at Mo Yin, "Have you eaten yet?"
Mo Yin lowered his head and nodded lightly, then gently put down his chopsticks.
Pei Qing pushed Mo Yin's wheelchair and left.
Pei Mingshu watched the two people leave, and Pei Jingyou also watched the two people leave and said, "Ah Qing and Mo Yin are getting along well now."
Pei Mingshu said: "Xiao Yin has a good personality."
Pei Jingyou laughed and said, "That's true. It's rare for anyone to be able to endure Ah Qing's bad temper."
Pei Jingyou continued to ask: "What about you? How about going to meet someone?"
Pei Mingshu shook his head, "I don't want to think about getting married yet. Let's take care of the company's affairs first. Dad, you eat slowly, and I'll eat too."
Pei Jingyou asked: "Eat so little?"
Pei Mingshu smiled, put his hand on the table and stood up.
The elevator was still on the fifth floor, and Pei Mingshu pressed the button to go up.
Pei Qing was still the same as before, leaning against the window and looking at the scenery, holding a harmonica in his hand. Pei Mingshu had a good memory, and he could tell at a glance that it was the harmonica that Pei Qing was holding in Mo Yin's room that day.
Was it Mo Yin's birthday gift to him?
Pei Mingshu couldn't help but smile in his heart. Mo Yin treated him and Pei Qing so differently, and he didn't notice at all. He just thought that the two of them were similar in age and personality and would be easier to chat with.
"Pei Qing."
Pei Qing said without looking back: "Go ahead."
Pei Mingshu didn't care about Pei Qing's attitude. He stood not far away from Pei Qing and said, "Have you reconciled with Xiao Yin?"
In the morning, Pei Qing roughly guessed what Pei Mingshu wanted to talk to him.
It was a strange intuition, but he was right.
Pei Qing turned his face and said coldly: "What are we doing? What does it have to do with you?"
Pei Mingshu was used to Pei Qing's unfriendly attitude towards him.
Pei Qing doesn't just target him, he does this to everyone.
He knew Pei Qing's experience before he was thirteen years old, and how much impact a childhood of poverty, abjection, and criticism would have on a person. He could understand that even if Pei Qing was his father's illegitimate son, even if Pei Qing had never cared about him. Even if he had the respect he deserved for his brother, he wouldn't care.
But when it was about an innocent Mo Yin, Pei Mingshu felt that he couldn't just stand by and watch.
He was the one who took Mo Yin back, and he had made the promise. He didn't want to see Mo Yin encounter any further setbacks.
"Pei Qing," Pei Mingshu said, "I want to confirm, do you know what you are doing now?"
Pei Mingshu's expression was still gentle, but his eyes changed slightly, and the oppression and control were naturally revealed.
Perhaps he himself is not aware of it, but in fact his indifference comes from disdain. He arranges everything around him because he feels that he is wiser and more correct than everyone else, and the decisions and arrangements he makes are truth-like. Existence, this is an innate arrogance that is difficult to detect.
Pei Qing has felt this for many years and has a deep understanding of it. His dissatisfaction at the beginning has turned into indifference now.
"Whatever I do doesn't seem to need your approval."
Pei Qing's expression was a little provocative.
"Of course, you are free to do what you want, but only if-"
Pei Mingshu paused, "Do you know what the consequences will be if your father finds out?"
Pei Qing looked at Pei Mingshu without saying a word.
Pei Mingshu looked slightly solemn, "This is not a threat, but a reminder."
"Thank you, I'll be more careful."
Pei Qing still looked very unconcerned.
Pei Mingshu was a little angry, and Pei Qing was completely unaware of the real problem.
"Are you serious about Xiao Yin?"
Pei Qing smiled coldly, "You don't seem to be able to care about this, right?"
Pei Mingshu also calmed down, suppressed the inexplicable anger, and said calmly and objectively: "He is a boy."
"Of course I know that." Pei Qing said nonchalantly.
"What about his body? He is disabled," Pei Mingshu said. "He is not from the same world as us at all. Have you considered this?"
Pei Mingshu's expression clearly showed concern. He cared about Mo Yin very much, and he cared about Mo Yin very much. Because Mo Yin couldn't bear any more blows, he came here to remind Pei Qing that he could freely do what he wanted. What he did, but he couldn't hurt Mo Yin, because he judged that Pei Qing's ability could not afford to be with Mo Yin.
Although the words were not stated clearly, the meaning was conveyed from his expression and look.
This kind of kindness from Pei Mingshu sounds really cruel in literal terms.
Pei Qing smiled a little weirdly, "I know, I will think about it carefully."
Pei Mingshu didn't expect that Pei Qing would listen to him for once, and the expression on his face relaxed a little, "That's good."
After the negotiation was over, Pei Mingshu turned and went downstairs.
After waiting for the elevator to go down, Pei Qing jumped off the window sill and opened the small door leading to the room next to the window.
Behind the door was Mo Yin, his eyes red, looking at him quietly, his hands tightly grasping the wheelchair.
"He seems to have misunderstood something."
Pei Qing squatted down and repeated: "He said you are a boy and a cripple. We are not from the same world. Let me think about it carefully." There was a clear sarcasm in his eyes.
Mo Yin said nothing, thinking that Pei Qing was really more of a villain than him now, and it was worth his efforts to guide him.
"Is the paranoia cured?"
After Pei Qing finished speaking, Mo Yin raised his hand to slap him, but Pei Qing grabbed his wrist.
There are still light scars on the back of Pei Qing's hands, which were left by Mo Yin digging into the back of his hands that day.
Pei Qing turned his face and said, "He doesn't like you, so he takes it out on me?"
Mo Yin gritted his teeth and held back the tears in his eyes, "Why do you have to do this? Do you hate me? Or did I offend you somewhere?"
Pei Qing held his wrist and looked at Mo Yin intently. Mo Yin had tears in his eyes, his self-esteem seemed to be broken but he was struggling to hold on, struggling and pitiful.
Mo Yin tried hard to pull his hand away, but Pei Qing held it tightly. Mo Yin couldn't pull it out several times, and the wheelchair underneath him made a shaking sound.
Suddenly, as if by accident, Mo Yin's wrist brushed the corner of Pei Qing's lips.
A warm and delicate touch flashed past, and Pei Qing's palm suddenly tightened. Mo Yin was also shocked, and his twitching wrist froze.
Pei Qing raised his eyes, his phoenix eyes were slanted, and his tall nose was leaning against Mo Yin's mouth. He stared at Mo Yin with a stiff face for a moment, and their eyes collided. There seemed to be thousands of entanglements to explain, but he really needed to explain. , but it seems that I can’t explain it clearly.
Mo Yin suddenly lowered his face. He lowered his head and twitched his wrist again. This time, he quickly pulled it out.
