In the fighting class that day, Mo Xiujin was beaten badly. As Zhao Xu expected, he was almost as if he had no strength to fight back.
In the usual situation, Mo Xiujin mostly wanted to lose his temper, but he didn't say a word until the end of the training. After Jie said "end", he stood up and left directly.
This abnormal appearance
Jie narrowed his eyes, and his eyes fell on Zhao Xu from Mo Xiujin's distant figure. He asked in a deep voice, "did he say anything yesterday?"
According to his guess, Mo Xiujin knew that Mo ruining was beaten half to death. Why should he have some emotional fluctuations? Is that the result?
"In what way?" Zhao Xu looked at him and asked clearly.
Jie's eyes were cold for a moment, and he glanced at him faintly. There was some dissatisfaction in his eyes. He snorted coldly: "about the beating of Mo Rui Ning."
"Oh, he didn't say anything." Zhao Xu thought for a while and shook his head. Finally, he shrugged and said, "he has that temper. He can hold everything in his heart. Even if he says anything, he won't be in my face."
This reason is very good. Jie knows that Mo Xiujin has been on guard against Zhao Xu.
Since he couldn't get more information from him, Jie didn't ask any more questions, waved at will and said, "OK, go back and watch his every move all the time."
Zhao Xu nodded and left.
Looking at the back of him leaving, Jie's face gradually sank.
Mo Xiujin takes care of Mo ruining as a younger brother. Is there really no reaction when he is so badly injured? Can he hide his emotions so well as a fart older child?
Or... Did Zhao Xu lie?
When Zhao Xu returned, two other people were in the room. One was sitting on the bed brushing his mobile phone, and the other cup was pulled high and covered his head, obviously making up for sleep.
He didn't want to talk much at first, but when he thought about the injuries of Mo ruining and the two hours of sleep he sacrificed in the morning, he walked over and looked unhappy: "are you well? Why don't you lie down and recover?"
Mo Rui looked at Mo Xiujin, who was making up his sleep. He quickly raised his index finger and "hissed" and motioned to Zhao Xu: "keep your voice down. Brother a Jin is very tired today."
Zhao Xu "hissed" at this nonsense. Whoever stays up all night and is severely cleaned up can't have the spirit.
He rolled his eyes: "take care of your injury and he will be half relaxed."
Murui Ning's voice was still very low: "brother a Jin had checked me when he came back. He doesn't burn anymore. He has skin and flesh injuries on his body. It doesn't matter."
He said so. It is estimated that he didn't want to delay Mo Xiujin at all. He still half lay down, but the mobile phone in his hand hasn't been loosened.
Looking at his seriousness with his mobile phone, Zhao Xu was a little curious. He leaned close to the screen and said, "what are you looking at?"
Before his voice fell, he had seen clearly that there was a children's book on the screen.
Murui lemon was still enjoying it.
"Why do you read fairy tales?" Zhao Xu frowned with doubts.
He thought he was brushing those popular short video software. Unexpectedly, it was children's books.
Mo Rui Ning is serious: "read."
He pointed to the mobile phone, looking extremely precious, with a trace of inexplicable pride on his face: "this is what brother a Jin taught me. I can almost read it now."
There are no picture books for children here, and it is impossible to go out and buy suitable ones for Mo ruining. Mo Xiujin simply downloaded all these things on the Internet and taught him with an electronic version.
Zhao Xu glanced at the bulged drum on Mo Xiujin's bed and hummed in his heart. He had taught for several months before he could read fairy tales. Fortunately, he said.
If he taught, hum, he would not only read for such a long time
Mo Rui Ning on the bed said this, looked at the e-book in his hand, looked at Zhao Xu with a disdain on his face, and finally his eyes fell on Mo Xiujin who was lying in bed to make up his sleep.
In an instant, an idea flashed through his mind.
He can't always rely on Mo Xiujin. Taking care of him in such a place will cause a great drag on Mo Xiujin.
But at the same time, he can't stop growing. The only way is to find a "partner" for Mo Xiujin.
Just like last night, with Zhao Xu, Mo Xiujin will be at least half relaxed.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his idea was reasonable. His eyes were bright and shining strangely, and he looked up at Zhao Xu.
"Big brother!"
The crisp voice came from his throat. This time, he was not afraid to make a noise to Mo Xiujin. He didn't suppress the voice at all.
"... what do you call me?"
Zhao Xu trembled when he heard the speech, and looked at Mo ruining like frightened.
Did he hear right? The little beggar called him... Big brother?
"Stop yelling, kid, when did I become your big brother?!"
His face was as white as a ghost in the daytime, but it was mixed with an indescribable embarrassment.
"Now." Murui Ning looked at him and nodded naturally, "I've decided. In the future, I'll call you brother, brother a Jin and brother two. I'm your two younger brothers."
Don't mention Zhao Xu's black face now. Even Mo Xiujin, who hasn't said a word, sat up and stared at Mo ruining: "you're barking nonsense!"
"Why, what's the matter..." murui Ning was surprised. Mo Xiujin's extreme reaction really startled him.
Mo Xiujin bit his back teeth, pointed to Zhao Xu and said angrily, "call this guy big brother? You recognize thieves as brothers, you know?"
Zhao Xu: "
He knew it, but as soon as fan Mo Xiujin opened his mouth, he absolutely had the impulse to suffocate him.
Murui Ning tilted his head, pointed to the mobile phone in his hand, looked at Mo Xiujin and said, "but the protagonists in the book all have brothers, I also want to have them."
"That won't work." Mo Xiujin stared, his face blackened, and refused without thinking, "you can recognize the table and chair, but you can't recognize him."
He doesn't want to be brothers with Zhao Xu. It's disgusting to think about that picture.
Zhao Xu touched his nose and watched Mo Xiujin rub his arm. As soon as his eyes turned, he suddenly changed his mind.
After all, there are not many things that can disgust Mo Xiujin
What can be more fun than watching Mo Xiujin eat flat?
Thinking like this, he was suddenly in a much happier mood. He felt that listening to murui Ning's call for big brother was not so harsh.
For the first time, Mo ruining was disobedient. Even if Mo Xiujin repeatedly refused and even threatened to move out, he didn't care. He just pulled Zhao Xu and called big brother again and again.
"Good, good." Zhao Xu smiled and patted him on the shoulder. He squinted at Mo Xiujin with a black face on the bed and deliberately said, "the third is obedient. In the future, learn more from the eldest brother and don't learn from the useless second brother."
The "second son" on one side was so angry that he threw a pillow over, gritted his teeth and scolded: "order your face, Zhao Xu."