Not long after Pei Mingshu returned to Pei's house, there was thunder in the air. The thunder echoed on the mountain and the rumble was deafening. Pei Mingshu turned around and looked at the dark clouds pressing in the sky, frowning slightly.
The servants were methodically checking the windows of each room. After confirming that both windows in Mo Yin's room were closed and locked, the servants turned around and were startled by the person at the door.
"Young Master."
Pei Mingshu glanced over and saw that Mo Yin's room was very simple, with the most conspicuous feature being a large bed.
The servant was looking at him doubtfully. Pei Mingshu nodded and turned around. The servant said "Ah" again, "Young Master, on your back..."
Pei Mingshu waved his hand back to indicate that it was okay.
Back in the bedroom, Pei Mingshu took off his shirt. There were spots on the back of the black shirt. It seemed that he would no longer be able to wear it. Pei Mingshu found another light-colored shirt and put it on.
The sky outside was dark and the wind was blowing fiercely. The doors and windows were closed. Pei Mingshu sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. The dark green chair was soft and leathery. The floor lamp beside him was turned on. He quietly looked out the window at the green mountains that were swaying in the strong wind. , violent sounds burst out from the mountain forest.
After Yue Xiyun's death, Pei Mingshu followed his mother's last wish and went to live and study at his maternal grandfather's house abroad. His maternal grandfather immigrated in his early years. Although he was financially wealthy, he still suffered from discrimination, so they paid more attention to the education of their children. He is very strict and wants his next generation to never lose to those local aristocratic children with superior backgrounds.
Pei Mingshu grew up under such a completely aristocratic upbringing. His demeanor, politeness, and self-cultivation were all products of careful craftsmanship, while his own thoughts and emotions were ranked second and suppressed in secret. In his heart, Pei Mingshu has long been accustomed to this.
The raindrops fell without warning, hitting the floor-to-ceiling windows like bullets with a loud crackling sound. Pei Mingshu took out a cigarette from the drawer.
The relaxation brought by nicotine was minimal. Pei Mingshu took two puffs and found it boring. He put the cigarette in the ashtray beside him. After hesitating for a moment, he picked up his mobile phone.
There was a "ding" sound.
Mo Yin took out his mobile phone.
"It's dangerous in rainy days. Wait until the rain stops before going up the mountain."
He typed a reply, just one word - "Okay."
"Who's looking for you?"
Mo Yin turned around and saw Pei Qing coming out of the bathroom and wiping his hands with a handkerchief. He had put incense sticks on Mo's parents and had some incense ashes on his hands.
"Classmate, ask me what class to choose at the beginning of the semester."
Pei Qing sat down next to him, "I probably won't go to school when school starts. The company is too busy. You can take care of yourself at school."
Mo Yin said "hmm", and Pei Qing looked at him with a sure and reliable look in his eyes, "Call me if you need anything, I will come."
There was a heavy rain pouring outside the window, and the dilapidated tube building had poor sound insulation. It was as if the heavy rain was pouring on top of the head. Mo Yin leaned on Pei Qing's shoulder, and Pei Qing put his arms around him. The lights in the room were turned on. In the violent storm, the two of them interacted with each other. The feeling of cuddling was wonderful, as if there were only the two of them left between heaven and earth.
"Let's wait until the rain stops before leaving." Pei Qing whispered.
"Um."
Mo Yin smiled and said, "Fortunately, you have the foresight. If it rains so heavily on the way, it will be really troublesome."
"It wasn't me who had the foresight, it was the weather forecast."
Mo Yin laughed again.
Pei Qing held one of his hands.
After a while, Pei Qing lowered his face. Mo Yin's cheek rested on his shoulder, calm and gentle. Pei Qing's nose touched his cheek. Mo Yin's mouth curled up and he turned his face away.
During the exchange of lips and tongues, Pei Qing hugged Mo Yin like a baby. Mo Yin was thin and weak in his arms, so in need of his protection and care. This feeling of being regarded as his only support and being relied on wholeheartedly made Pei Qing Qing had never experienced it before, but it felt good.
Mo Yin's eyes flashed, and he put his palm on the back of Pei Qing's neck. He whispered: "Pei Qing, will you take care of me for the rest of your life?"
Pei Qing did not respond, but held Mo Yin in his arms again. His arms and embrace were so broad and strong that they could completely contain Mo Yin.
He would not make any promises easily, but in his heart, during the time they spent together silently, he had already given the answer.
"The rain has stopped, let's go back."
*
After a period of open and covert fighting, Youcheng and Heda miraculously reached a reconciliation. Only the two sides knew best who had suffered more losses. There were many secret accounts that were not settled for the time being. The two sides temporarily sat down and started cooperation.
Pei Jingyou was in a happy mood. He praised the outstanding performance of his two sons at the board meeting and expressed that he would hand over the first cooperation project to one of them.
"Others can also submit plans if they have ideas," Pei Jingyou said with a smile, "Fair competition, fair competition."
Of course, the rest of the people would not be stupid enough to argue with the two princes.
Pei Mingshu started the company and had a higher position than Pei Qing, but Pei Qing came from behind. Because he started from the middle level, he also accumulated some reputation among the middle and lower-level employees of the company, so who will win the first cooperation project this time? , no one can say for sure.
Pei Qing was so busy that he didn't care about his studies at all - with his status, he was naturally privileged, but Mo Yin still went to school every day and asked the driver to take him home after class.
Pei Mingshu is also very busy. He actually doesn't have much intention to compete with Pei Qing. He is older than Pei Qing, has better education than Pei Qing, and has a broader vision than Pei Qing. In fact, before the board of directors announced, Pei Mingshu Mingshu had already been told that he would be the one to handle the cooperation project. The reason why Pei Jingyou wanted to compete openly was actually just to encourage Pei Qing to work hard for it.
Pei Mingshu was well aware of Pei Jingyou's affection for Pei Qing, so he didn't care whether he could succeed or not, he just took advantage of the situation.
Regarding the company's affairs, Pei Qing did not want to participate in the company at first, but after he actually entered, he did his best. Pei Mingshu was just the opposite. He gradually became dispensable from being a one-shoulder resistance when he first entered.
The mountain forest in late autumn is still green, and the breeze blows on his face, refreshing and fresh. Pei Mingshu is sitting on the terrace of the study, flipping through documents with his palms, and speaking in a moderate voice. There are seven or eight people standing behind him, and everyone has an expression on his face. Seriously, listen quietly to Pei Mingshu's instructions.
Not far away, the door of Pei's house opened. Pei Mingshu looked out and saw the big black car at home driving in. This car was specially used to pick up Mo Yin.
Pei Mingshu paused for a moment, lowered his head and continued to explain.
The driver helped Mo Yin stabilize the wheelchair and get out of the car. Several unfamiliar cars were parked in the garage, belonging to Pei Mingshu's subordinates.
Pei Qing spends all day in the company, but Pei Mingshu stays at home and works, probably because he doesn't want to make the company's internal environment too tense.
Mo Yin only had one class in the morning, and it was time for lunch when he came back. He washed his hands and face in his room. When he came out, the servant said that lunch was ready.
Only Mo Yin and Pei Mingshu were dining, and the rest should have arranged to eat elsewhere.
Mo Yinan ate quietly, neither talking nor looking at Pei Mingshu. When he finished eating, he whispered: "I've eaten." He lowered his head and nodded slightly in the general direction of Pei Mingshu, pushing He turned to the door of the restaurant in his wheelchair.
Pei Mingshu watched him leave, put down his chopsticks, and signaled to the servant that it was time to clean up.
Mo Yin stayed in the room and read a book. At about two o'clock in the afternoon, the cars drove out of Pei's house one after another. He looked thoughtful. After a while, he put down his book and pushed his wheelchair to the garden.
In order to facilitate the owner's viewing, the garden was located close to the balcony of each room. Mo Yin stretched out his hand to touch the flowers, lowered his head and sniffed them gently.
He guessed that Pei Mingshu was watching him upstairs now.
Pei Mingshu's temperament seems to be gentle and kind, but in fact it is much harder to get close to him than Pei Qing. He has his own barriers and is extremely stubborn in his heart. It is too difficult for him to reveal his true heart like Pei Qing.
But fortunately, he has Pei Qing, a useful chess piece to stimulate him.
In fact, the more serious people are, the more difficult it is for them to resist certain temptations and stimuli. For a person with strong self-discipline, once his self-control is destroyed, it will collapse more quickly than ordinary people. It will be like a flash flood breaking through a dam, getting out of control, and ultimately causing devastating consequences with heavy casualties...
Mo Yin picked a flower with his fingers and looked at it with a very indifferent expression.
"Would you like to put a bunch in your room?"
Mo Yin turned around and saw Pei Mingshu, his expression was flustered for a moment, and then he pretended to be calm, "No, it's fine just like this. They are more beautiful in the garden."
Pei Mingshu saw Mo Yin lingering among the flowers upstairs. Due to the limited floor height and viewing angle, all he saw was Mo Yin's black hair and slightly bent waist. Mo Yin kept pushing the wheelchair, so his The figure disappeared and appeared in Pei Mingshu's sight, which made Pei Mingshu feel a little upset, so he simply went downstairs.
After going downstairs, it seemed that there was nothing to say, but when it came to leaving, Pei Mingshu found it difficult to move his steps.
Mo Yin put his hands down and asked, "Why don't you go to the company?"
"I work from home."
Mo Yin said "Oh", "That would be easier."
In fact, working at home is not easy at all, but Pei Mingshu did not correct Mo Yin and asked: "Why don't you go to the company?"
"What should I do in the company?"
Pei Mingshu remained calm and said calmly: "You can help Pei Qing." He seemed to feel that his tone was not good, so he smiled and said gently: "I heard that you learn quickly."
Mo Yin also smiled and said reluctantly: "Actually, I don't know anything. I just learned a little bit, and I can't help much. I can only organize the files and not add chaos."
Pei Mingshu said, "Don't belittle yourself." He smiled again, this time more sincerely, "Aren't you always good at studying?"
Mo Yin followed and smiled, and this time he smiled more sincerely. His eyes were slightly bent, and his fair face radiated a lively light.
Pei Mingshu rarely saw such a moving look on Mo Yin's face.
Even when he was with Pei Qing, Mo Yin always lowered his head and remained silent. Pei Mingshu couldn't feel how happy he was.
After laughing, the atmosphere between the two seemed less tense than at the beginning. Pei Mingshu turned sideways, his eyes lingering on Mo Yin vaguely. He looked at Mo Yin's hand for a long time without realizing it. Pei Mingshu had already grabbed the wheelchair again and assumed a posture of wanting to escape. Pei Mingshu now probably understood that it was not that Mo Yin was unwilling to be alone with him, but...
When Mo Yin looked hesitant and seemed about to leave, Pei Mingshu asked, "Are you okay now?"
*
This is Mo Yin's first time coming to the third floor.
The elevator opened and there was a narrow corridor on one side. Pei Mingshu was beside him. The two of them were very close. Pei Mingshu spoke to him in a low voice. Mo Yin answered carefully. The voices of the two people talking seemed to echo in the space. echo.
Pei Mingshu's study is very large. The huge bookshelves on both sides are covered with books. The glass door of the terrace on one side is half open. There is a light brown wooden table outside, a chair leaning against the table, and something on the ground. A few green leaves were spread out, fluttering on the ground as if struggling in the autumn wind.
Pei Mingshu went over and closed the glass door.
The dark desk was in a mess, with piles of documents piled up. Pei Mingshu said, "Sorry to trouble you."
Mo Yin said "hmm".
In fact, Pei Mingshu didn't have anything important to do here. He just felt that Mo Yin was lonely looking at flowers alone in the garden, so he called him to the study and asked him to "help organize the files."
Pei Mingshu was lost in thought when a force came from under his arm. He raised his face with sharp eyes. Mo Yin seemed to be startled by him, "You suppressed him."
Pei Mingshu lowered his eyes and found a folder under his arm. He raised his hand and smiled gently at Mo Yin, "Sorry, I didn't notice."
Mo Yin took out the folder. He opened it naturally and looked at it, then closed it immediately and said to Pei Mingshu, "I'm sorry, I'm used to it..."
His attitude was flustered, a little embarrassed, and his eyes were wandering, perhaps thinking of the person who had the habit of letting him flip through documents at will.
"It doesn't matter."
Pei Mingshu said, his eyebrows raised slightly, "It's not a confidential document. You can read it if you want. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me."
"Is that okay?" Mo Yin was a little hesitant.
Pei Mingshu urged him in turn, "Open it and take a look."
Mo Yin opened the file, glanced at a few lines of words, then raised his face and smiled at Pei Mingshu, "Actually, I can't quite understand it."
Pei Mingshu also smiled, "Really? Why don't you understand?"
Pei Mingshu put his arm on the table and leaned over slightly. Mo Yin's wheelchair was pressed against the edge of the desk and he leaned over with the document in his hand. "This is it. What does this clause mean?"
The two people's heads were very close. Pei Mingshu smelled a faint floral fragrance on Mo Yin, which he probably got from the garden just now. Mo Yin breathed softly, as if he was very cautious, and pointed his finger on the document. The nails were trimmed neatly and neatly. They slid on the text and then curled down a little. Pei Mingshu's eyes also moved downwards. He saw the eyelashes on Mo Yin's fair and handsome side face slightly raised...
Mo Yin seemed to be holding his breath. He put his shoulders back and wanted to distance the two of them, but Pei Mingshu suddenly said: "What is your relationship with Pei Qing?"
