Chapter 46

"Oh, there's another one."

Mu Shiran said, took out a familiar box from his bag and handed it to her with some advice on his face: "brother aheng is our brother at least. Don't disappoint him. After all, we still have to meet often in the future."

The box is a little wrinkled. It is obvious that it has been soaked underwater for a long time.

Mu Shinian glanced coldly and fell on Mu Shiran's nervous face. She guessed what she was thinking in almost a second.

Mu Shinian reached out and took it.

Sure enough, Mu Shiran's expression suddenly collapsed, and he couldn't bear to feel sorry again.

Mu Shinian took the box, looked coldly and faintly, and returned it; "He's your brother, not mine."

With that, she left.

Mu Shiran shook the box hard and said symbolically, "Shi Nian, don't say that. We will always be a family."

Mu Shinian waved his hand and opened his mouth lazily: "if you want, take it away."

Mu Shiran's face was stiff, as if she had been seen through her mind, so embarrassed and ashamed.

She pinched the box, almost deformed, and her body gradually relaxed.

The future is long... One day, she will become the little grandma of Bo family! Then, take a real foothold in the family!

……

The garage is busy today.

After school, mu Shinian repaired three cars in a row before coming home from work.

When she left, Tang and song specifically stopped her and asked curiously, "did your young master not return all night yesterday?"

Mu Shinian was changing his shoes. When he heard the speech, he didn't lift his head; "Yes."

No curiosity, no more questions.

Tang Song touched his nose and said, "don't you wonder what your young master did?"

"Not curious."

"Why?"

"The more you know, the faster you die."

“……”

That's a powerful reason.

There was nothing to say between the Tang and Song dynasties.

"Do you have anything else to ask?" Mu Shinian picked up his schoolbag and stood up. His beautiful little face was full of indifference and alienation.

But it makes people feel... Polite.

Tang and song couldn't help laughing and said, "forget it, go back."

"OK, bye."

Mu Shinian said and left, crisp and neat.

Tang and song touched their chin and looked at the old figure dragged by the street lamp. Inexplicably, they felt a little like who they were.

……

After mu Shinian went back, she took a bath, washed her hair and drank a glass of milk. When she was going to take out the game console from her schoolbag, she saw the light pink love letter.

Mu Shinian thought about it, picked up the love letter and knocked on the door next door.

"No lock."

A dull voice came from inside the house.

Mu Shinian opened the door and glanced at the people in the house.

Thin shallow was sitting on the sofa, thinking about a model of a robot. When he saw someone come in, he looked up lazily. His expression was rare and serious.

Mu Shinian didn't want to appreciate the beautiful man. He handed the love letter to him: "it's for you."

Bo Qian is used to it these years. Few people and things will make him disorderly.

But today, when he saw the letter, he was a little... Strange.

"... what is this?"

Mu Shinian offered two words concisely and comprehensively: "love letter."

On his matchless face, there flashed an unspeakable stare.

Mu Shinian's hands were sour. Seeing that he didn't answer, he simply put the love letter on the table: "take your time, I'll go back first."