Mu Yao clenched his hands into fists at his side, opened and closed them, lowered his head, his hair hung down on the side of his face, and there was a faint sadness in his eyes.

Bian Jin actually didn't care whether Mu Yao was dirty or not.

He even cares about whether he can win the game because he wants to make his little sister happy.

He couldn't tolerate such problems happening when the finals were about to happen. He wanted to say something else to Mu Yao. The door next to him opened with a creak, and Tong Yaoyao walked out.

Bian Jin's expression changed instantly.

He became cute and cute, his eyes were bright, he walked over and skillfully bent down at 90 degrees, and hung on Yaoyao, like a cat.

"Sister, how's it going?"

Tong Yaoyao has a brocade hanging on her body, and her cute little face is full of seriousness, her face is tight, and her little face is chubby.

She touched the back of Bian Jin's hand with her backhand, and looked at Mu Yao with round amber eyes like a cat, "Is everything she said true?"

Mu Yao's body trembled.

Tong Yaoyao asked loudly.

"Speak, are you serious?!"

Mu Yao bit his lip. After a long time, he could see through the floor, and the woman inside the door came out with her hands on her hips and insulted him.

His mind was buzzing, like countless flies flying inside his head.

Everything that happened in the past was recalled in his mind...

The most filthy and disgusting things are flooding back...

He can't escape.

That past.

His mother forced him and his brother to go to nightclubs to please old women in exchange for money.

He felt disgusted all the time, vomited late at night, and even ran away, not wanting to live anymore.

Until I met Tong Yaoyao.

He saw hope of living.

As long as you live, it's better than dying, right?

Being able to live in the same world as her always makes me feel that there is still hope in life.

Mu Yao thought so.

But he forgot.

He is chasing the light.

But his ugliness will one day be invisible to the light...

"It's true..."

Mu Yao lowered his head and did not dare to look at Tong Yaoyao. He did not want to see a little disgust for himself in those eyes, even though he was very dirty...

"It's me. I was indeed a cowherd back then. I slept with her. It's me..."

"It's not him, it's me."

When Mu Yao said this, suddenly, a male voice with almost no tone came from the corridor.

Tong Yaoyao heard the sound and looked over, and saw Mu Shao, who looked exactly like Mu Yao, walking from the corridor. He still looked expressionless, with a coat wrapped around him, and came over to put it on his brother.

Mu Yao seemed to be frozen, his face was ashen, and his whole body was shaking.

Mu Shao gently touched Mu Yao's head, turned around, and said calmly to the woman who came over to ask for an explanation.

"It was me back then. The child you aborted was mine."

The old woman was obviously stunned for a moment and didn't know what to do.

Mu Shao walked over and walked up to the old woman. Suddenly, he knelt down on one knee, took her hand and put it next to his face. He raised his head, and a smile broke out on his expressionless face.

How to describe it.

An extremely charming smile.

It turned out that he had a charming smile, no wonder he usually looked like a machine with no expression.

he said sweetly to the old woman.

"I'm sorry, you remembered wrongly. It was me at that time. I was the one serving you."

He smiled very cutely.

But it looks so sad.

Tong Yaoyao wanted to cry just looking at him. Mu Yao had already collapsed and ran over to help his brother up.

"Brother, please don't kneel down. You don't ask for her! Brother, it was my fault! It was my fault!"

Don't kneel in front of Tong Yaoyao!

How much do you care about her...how...how much courage do you have...

Mu Shao turned to look at him and tilted his head.

"Brother, you don't have to take the responsibility for me. The ones who have always been the cowherd are all brothers. Don't throw dirty water on yourself just to help me share the burden."
Chapter completed!