Mo Xiaobai's eyes widened. He was shocked by the crazy Mo Yao. The man he was familiar with faced him with a wild attitude that he had never seen before. The veins on the back of his hands were pulsing. He was trying his best to endure and there was sweat on his forehead.
Dripping, all the muscles in his body were full of strength, as if they were about to burst out at any time. The fire in his eyes almost burned his whole body to ashes. Xiaobai's heart was beating violently, fear, shock... and vibrations, complexly intertwined.
Together, the blood flowed in the blood vessels and burst out, as if it was going to swallow everyone up. Under Mo Yao's eyes, he couldn't look at him.
His brother, for the first time, said this to him, saying, I can have sex with you however I want. Such words did not make him feel disgusted, but only shocked him. It turned out that he had a desire for him.
For the first time, he knew that there was a demon living in Mo Yao's heart, but his self-control ability exceeded his ability to control this demon, otherwise he would be swallowed to death. This feeling made him feel inexplicably sad.
.
Is he wrong?
Mo Xiaobai asked himself, was he really wrong? He had misunderstood the boss, but what about the scene he just saw? How could someone make a mistake and be so confident? How could he accuse himself so sonorously and forcefully?
Well, is it because he has a clear conscience?
Mo Yao stared into his eyes, so hot, so bright, and the flame seemed to burn his whole body. Mo Xiaobai was at a loss. Mo Xiaobai was panicked and frightened, completely lost in Mo Yao's hot gaze.
middle.
How should he answer his brother.
He found that he couldn't answer anything. Mo Yao's palm was flat on his heart, which was the position of the heart. It was beating violently, declaring his strong vitality. Such super vitality made people feel that he
The feeling of loving him because it beats so hard.
Mo Yao's face turned red and white, and he said in a deep voice, "Xiaobai, love is not a transaction, nor is it a game. It is not how much I pay, and you have to pay back. Ever since I was a child, I have loved you as much as I can, maybe
The method is unacceptable to you, so I have never been able to move your heart, but this does not mean that my love is really so cheap. Maybe I know how to love someone too well, and no one taught me. At one time, I felt that I
It's terrible. Why do everyone say that I am excellent and perfect, but why can't I impress one person? Did they all join forces to deceive me? For a long time, I denied myself and was very confused.
I have struggled and suffered, but you can't feel any of this. Because you don't love me, and you don't even care about me. What I did, what I was thinking, and what kind of person I am, you don't care at all.
The heart has no feelings, you know? I think he has no feelings. I have seen countless cruel people and all kinds of selfish people, but I have never seen anyone more cruel than you.
A more selfish person, you are the most selfish person I have ever seen in this life."
Mo Yao's accusation made Mo Xiaobai almost turn pale. He opened his mouth and wanted to refute, no, no, he didn't, he was not selfish, he was for everyone's good, he wanted everyone to be happy, even at the expense of himself
How could he accuse him of being selfish when he was suffering?
Mo Yao felt that the situation was already at its worst, and the barrier between the two of them had been pierced, so he would just break it to the end. Anyway, the worst was nothing more than this, and he was unable to recover, so if he had anything to say, he would just say it.
Already.
"Do you think I love you and you can't repay me, so you call me selfish? No, that's not the case. You haven't thought carefully about why we do this, why we love you, and why we all protect you. You just
Thinking about it, we have put a lot of pressure on you by doing this. Yes, it is indeed a lot of pressure that you can't overcome by yourself, but it is our negligence, but we have taken good care of your emotions. You are the only one who is taking advantage of it. You
Have you ever thought about it? I don’t want your hands to be stained with blood. That’s because you are not bloodthirsty and your hands are very clean. You don’t want to be stained with blood, so I took the initiative to take on everything. You want a free life, and I
Wushuang, Mo Chen, have I ever stopped you? When the Mafia was at its most difficult, you were filming, and you couldn’t tell how much time you spent at home a year. We always want something in return for our efforts, but sometimes, we know
Reward is an extravagant hope, it only needs an understanding, but you can't even understand it. You are very smart and have a neat mind. It is not that you have not thought of these things, but you have ignored them. You enjoy the freedom and happiness that everyone gives you with peace of mind, but you
In the end, you even accused us of putting too much pressure on you."
"Xiao Bai, do you take all the good things in this world?" Mo Yao's lips curved into a sneer, "If you feel inferior, if you feel stressed, you should take care of what belongs to you.
When everything is done, instead of when we help you, you feel at ease that we should do it. Since you enjoy it, don't blame us for giving it. In fact, you can refuse."
"Because you are selfish, you don't refuse, so you accuse. You are so selfish that you don't think about why we are trying so hard to protect you. You think you don't need protection. Are you sure you really don't?
?”
Mo Yao's accusations became more and more sharp. Countless sharp arrows hit his heart. Mo Yao's accusations made him heartbroken. Is it really so? Is it really so? Is he really like this?
Mo Yao calmed down the sullenness in his heart and said with a sneer, "Let's talk about us again. You know how I treat you, and I also know how you treat me. I deceived myself and others and was willing to live in a specious lie. Then
It's my business. If you feel that I have caused you trouble, you can tell me, brother, I don't love you, I love women, brother, give up. You should say this, as long as you say it, I will immediately
Give up, I won't pester you anymore, haha, no, I have never pestered you, I just followed my heart and was good to you. Even if I don't love you, you are still my brother, and this affection is always there. I
I know that I have exceeded the boundaries of brothers. This is my business, so no one can control me when I abuse myself. But what about you? You don’t refuse or accept, but you enjoy everything I give you, but in the end you blame me. Do you think it’s wrong?
Does it make sense?”
"You clearly knew that this dinner was not delicious, but you ate it. Since you ate it, you don't dare to accuse anyone, do you understand?" Mo Yao's voice was stern, and Mo Xiaobai's face was covered with blue and white.
He shouldn't blame anyone, should he?
It turns out that his brother is so prejudiced against him, it turns out that the conflict between them is so deep, so it is, Mo Xiaobai thought sadly, it turns out that he can't refute a word, because what Mo Yao said is all right, he is really a
No words can refute it.
His voice was all stuck in his throat, almost falling into his eyes.
Very painful, very painful.
Mo Yao said everything he wanted to say, and there was a burst of tiredness in his eyes. This tiredness overwhelmed his whole body. He had never felt that life was so tiring, and he had never felt that he was such a failure.
All his setbacks were given to him by Mo Xiaobai. He always made him feel that the worst thing in the world had not yet come, and he would give him the worst. When they got to this point, it was over.
right?
Mo Yao closed his eyes. This was the first time he had lost control. While he made such severe accusations against Mo Xiaobai, he also knew that he also had many problems. He also had many problems.
He hoped that Mo Xiaobai would also have the courage to tell his problem, but Xiaobai didn't. Xiaobai's face was pale, and he was leaning against the wall and shaking, as if he had lost all his strength, all the strength that made him proud.
Mo Yao felt even more sad that the hard work he had put in for more than ten years was in vain, and it was his own fault.
Even if Xiaobai made mistakes, his biggest mistake was himself.
Xiaobai, Xiaobai, you really left me speechless.
Why are you always like this, unwilling to look at this heart that is held in front of you? Why do you always treat it as a piece of shit on the roadside, worthless?
No matter what you want, I can't give it to you.
He slowly let go of Mo Xiaobai, the pain of the wound was not worth the pain in his chest, Mo Yao said slowly, "I won't cause you any more trouble, I won't embarrass you again, from now on, just treat it as nothing."
This brother of mine is not worthy of being your brother."
No brother has the same desire for his younger brother as he does.
So, don’t think of me as your brother in the future.
Mo Xiaobai's lips trembled, as if he wanted something. Mo Yao walked out of the room. Mo Xiaobai's back slowly slid down against the wall. He covered his head in pain. Mo Yao's expression and Mo Yao's tiredness flashed in his mind.
However, his heart felt like it had been shot with holes and was broken into pieces.
It's really painful.
After he got through this pain, he was alone in the villa and Mo Yao left.
He said that from now on, he would not be his brother.
Brother, I'm sorry.
Brother, I'm sorry.
Xiaobai giggled and suddenly burst into tears.
…
Mo Yao woke up and found himself in a gorgeous room. The sea-blue curtains were floating gently, like a dream. It took him a while to come back to his senses. Where is this? He came out of Xiaobai's room,
After walking for a while, because of his complicated mood and burning pain from the wound, he didn't pay attention to the road conditions and was hit by a car. He fell into a coma. Mo Yao checked his body and found that there was no obvious pain. The bandage on the wound was already on.
It was ready, I changed to new medicine, and I feel pretty good. The burning sensation has disappeared, and I feel much refreshed.
He got out of bed, walked to the curtains, and waved his hand to open the curtains. It was already afternoon, the sun was shining brightly, and the downstairs faced a garden. In the garden, a young man in white was holding a drawing board, and he was drawing something unknown.
There was a very quiet aura around him, which made people feel peaceful. His back was to Mo Yao. Mo Yao couldn't see his appearance clearly. He could only see his thin back and medium-short hair. The sun cast a circle around his body.
Halo.
He went downstairs. It was a two-story villa with a garden. There was no one in the villa. Mo Yao listened and found that there was only a boy within a mile, and there was a husky nestling at the boy's feet, showing his cute face.
He looked up at the young man with his eyes.
Mo Yao walked over, and the young man seemed to feel it. He looked up and saw that he was an Oriental boy who looked to be only about sixteen years old. He was pale and handsome. He stood up. He was very tall, 180cm tall, but his bones were very delicate.
He has a slender appearance, calm but flexible brows, and is very temperamental. He is not a very handsome young man, and he is very lovable. Even a cold-faced and cold-hearted man like Mo Yao finds him very annoying.
He was too quiet, too peaceful, without desires, and even his smile was subtle and beautiful, "You woke up, I thought you would sleep all night, I'm so sorry, my car hit you."
"It doesn't matter." Mo Yao said calmly, his eyes passing over the young man's drawing board. He was drawing a castle, a black and white sketch, and the lines were very abstract. The painting was like the person he was, and it also had a sense of tranquility.
Neither of them seemed to be good at talking. They wanted to say to the silent young man, "If you feel comfortable, you can leave at any time. If you feel you need to recuperate, this is a good place and you are welcome to stay."
"Are you the only one here?"
The young man smiled and nodded. It was a very reserved smile, with lines puckering on the corners of his curved lips. His eyes were moist, misty, a little sad, sentimental, and charming.
He has never liked such young people, who are too weak, like flowers in a greenhouse. People like them, who are constantly wandering on the edge of life and death, reject soft creatures, including soft people.
The young man stopped looking at him or asking about his origins. He sat down again and began to paint, slowly outlining the unfinished lines with a calm expression. He rarely saw such a calm and calm person.
A person who looks so delicate on the outside but extremely strong on the inside can be so calm and calm.
Mo Yao is not a person with a strong sense of curiosity, but he always has a strange feeling about who this person is and why he treated his wounds skillfully.
There were only two of them here, and Mo Yao judged that he was the one who treated the wound because he was the only one in the room.
Along the way, this room is very luxurious, like a palace, magnificent, with golden walls decorated everywhere. This feeling is incompatible with such a young man. This young man is gentle, he is like a gust of wind, like a gust of clouds,
The wind was light and the clouds were calm, and it seemed that nothing could enter his eyes, and nothing mattered.
Such a young man is peaceful and gentle, and his style is by no means the same as that of this villa. All of this is full of mystery, which makes people unaware.
"May I have your name?"
He looked at Mo Yao in confusion, smiled slightly, and Mo Yao said, "I always want to know who saved me."
The young man smiled softly and said, "It doesn't matter, it's just a matter of effort."
"I insist!"
The young man said, "Bai Liu."
"Is this your name?"
The young man nodded, and Mo Yao thought to himself, Bai Liu is indeed very suitable for him. As his name suggests, he really looks like Liu.
This boy is really special. This is how Mo Yao feels about him. Such a boy is very rare. He is special, pitiful, and mysterious, and people can't help but want to explore it.
But Mo Yao didn't want to explore him. As he said, he saved him with a little effort. If there is a chance in the future, he will repay him. If there is no chance, he will forget it. This is not important in the first place. At least in the young man's eyes
In this way, Mo Yao always respects the wishes of others.
He said no more nonsense, thanked him and left the villa. The young man sent him away with a smile. The brush turned on the canvas and suddenly became extremely sharp, but there was always a soft smile on the corners of his lips...
Mo Yao called and asked a mafia brother to pick him up and go directly to the airport. He wanted to go back to Rome. Wu Shuang ran away after hearing the news, knowing that the boss would definitely settle the score with her when he came back. She boarded the boat to the Middle East on the same day that the boss returned to Rome.
helicopter.
Huhu, it was good to avoid the limelight for a while. She called Xiaobai to explain the matter. The boss did not participate. Listening to Xiaobai's sick and sick tone, Wushuang knew that there must be something wrong with the two of them. Both of them were stubborn.
She is a proud person, and she will definitely have problems if she acts so sideways. She doesn't have to think about it, but she doesn't know how serious it is, so she doesn't dare to provoke Mo Yao, and the thirty-six tactics are the best.
Mo Yao has no intention of settling the score with Wu Shuang. Now that things have happened, it doesn't matter whether Xiao Bai misunderstood him. People are really strange. When they push themselves to the limit, they feel much more relaxed and no longer feel heavy.
He thought that he could not really let go of Xiaobai, not for the rest of his life, but he thought that if he met the right person, would he fall in love? Even if he could not become his favorite in this life, as long as he could like him
, isn’t it also a good thing to be together?
He likes to read books recently, and he has read such a story. One person lives in his heart, another person lives by his side, and both of them love him.
He used to be unable to understand how such a person could love two people at the same time, but now he understands that people are all cheap, and what they can't get is the best, so the one who can't get it will always be there.
In my heart, I am lonely, I need company, I need the warmth of reality, so I always have a companion.
There are many people in this world who have spent their entire lives unable to get their loved ones. By their side, there are many people who don’t want to love, and there are also people who love themselves very much. Mo Yao thought bitterly, if I can find someone who loves me
People who are like fate, maybe, can really let go of Xiaobai.
He is tired.
After so many years, I am really tired.
He also hopes to be loved, and have someone who can love him unconditionally, feel sorry for him, say something to him when he is lonely, and give him a hug when he is lonely. What he wants is not much in the first place.
