The two had lunch, and Mo Xiaobai took Mo Yao to a few places he often visited. The movie started at around eight o'clock, and it was only two o'clock in the afternoon. There was plenty of time to play, so Mo Xiaobai took Mo Yao.
After the drive, the two went to play golf at the golf course. Mo Yao didn't like golf very much, but it was one of his rare entertainments, so Mo Xiaobai took him to play at a golf course he frequented.
Mo Yao is a much better golfer than Mo Xiaobai. When they talk about business, they often meet some friends who love sports, so it is necessary to cultivate a few sports that people like them like. So.
Mo Yao is a better golfer, and he can pick up everything quickly. Mo Xiaobai usually plays more golf than Mo Yao, but he is not as good as Mo Yao.
They did not bring a caddy, they carried all the tools on their own backs, and they were playing in competitive mode, so they were recording, chatting and exchanging experiences while playing, which was very new to both Mo Yao and Mo Xiaobai.
experience. They know these activities, but they never play together. These interests seem to be cultivated for other purposes, not for their own enjoyment. Therefore, Mo Yao and Mo Xiaobai rarely play together. They are more
They spent most of their time on each other's careers. In the past, Mo Xiaobai was in the United States and was busy with work. Mo Yao spent most of his time in Rome and couldn't get together. Occasionally, they would have a meal or chat on the phone. How could they have any fun together?
.
After they confessed their feelings to each other, so many things happened, and they never had time to spend time together. Mo Xiaobai liked to make appointments with Mo Yao to eat out, play ball together, and laugh and talk.
It turns out that Mo Yao is not boring at all. As long as you take the initiative and communicate, he is not a talkative, but he is a good listener and companion. Mo Xiaobai deeply realized how useless he was in the past.
Heartless, how much time was wasted, how much youth was wasted.
Such memories are so rare in their hearts. They are clearly the closest people. From childhood to adulthood, the relationship between brothers and sisters has been very good and they can sacrifice their lives for each other. However, most of their memories of each other are group memories.
There are very few memories. There are many memories of him and his little brother alone. Apart from training, he can hardly find any memories of him and Mo Yao alone.
He was wrong about Mo Yao for more than ten years. This was his regret. Otherwise, in their youthful years, they should have had many, very good memories. In their best years, for some unimportant reasons, they
I missed the memory of spending time with the most important person to me.
Mo Xiaobai rarely regretted anything, but this time he really regretted it.
I regret how my naive self ignored a person's silent contribution, how could he have missed Mo Yao for so many years?
When I recall it, I feel like I deserve a beating.
Fortunately, Mo Yao is not dead. He is alive and has only lived a short period of time. They still have a lot of time to create their own memories, and they still have time to give each other the deepest feelings.
Youth is a road from which there is no turning back. Mo Xiaobai is glad that his best years are not completely over yet and can still give him the best time.
After a duel, Mo Yao won a small victory.
Mo Xiaobai lied and said, "Brother, you won't let me take one shot. You're a better player than me, why don't you give me two or three shots?"
Mo Yao said, "There is no father or son on the field."
Mo Xiaobai swung the club and screamed with a bright smile. The two of them sat down on the spot. The golf equipment was very heavy. They just sat down to rest for a while. Mo Xiaobai unscrewed the pure water and gave it to Mo Yao...
"Brother, have you had any private time with Fei Mari for the past six months?" Mo Xiaobai asked casually while taking a rest.
"Yes, she is not as tough as you think. She gives me enough freedom."
"Have you never thought about finding your family?" Mo Xiaobai asked again.
Mo Yao shook his head, "She gave me a false memory. I thought I was an orphan, so I didn't look for it. Besides, if you don't remember, you won't remember. You can't force it. When you should remember, you will always remember."
"You are so optimistic." Mo Xiaobai pursed his lips. If Mo Yao had thought of a way to find them, he would have gone home long ago.
The two sat down to rest for a while and chatted about Mo Yao's affairs in country C. Mo Xiaobai found that this life was really boring, even more boring than when he was the godfather of the mafia. He only followed Fei Mari all day long.
Nothing to do.
It's rare for his brother to be able to endure such a temper for half a year.
"How much salary does she give you per month?" Mo Xiaobai was suddenly curious about a question. Mo Yao seemed to have no concept of money. Mo Yao looked at Mo Xiaobai strangely. He was so boring. Mo Xiaobai also felt that he was boring. Mo Yao
After saying a number, Mo Xiaobai whistled, "Hey, this woman is really rich."
"What about the money?" Although he was bored, Mo Xiaobai continued to march in the boring direction.
Mo Yao said, "Kali."
"Remember to take it with you when you leave. After all, it is hard-earned money earned at the expense of labor." Mo Xiaobai educated, Mo Yao said, "Are you short of money?"
"Are you kidding me? Those gadgets are not worth the price of one hair of my head. You earned it, so don't let it go in vain." Mo Xiaobai said. Mo Yao found that they were getting more and more boring, so he interrupted the topic.
A few more people came to the golf course one after another. Mo Xiaobai lay on his side to rest, pointed at a man not far away and said, "Hey, look, when we reach middle age, do we also have the same Mediterranean shape and beer belly?"
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Mo Yao froze and glared at him, he was so bored. Mo Xiaobai also sighed, but the two of them were together, what else could they talk about other than Nui Wai? They were not working, so naturally they couldn't talk about work, but of course they talked about something.
Boring topic.
99% of the time, people talk nonsense.
Mo Xiaobai turned over in boredom, "Brother, why do you think these billionaires have such virtues?"
"You are also a billionaire, but you don't have this kind of virtue." Mo Yao said with rare humor, "There is a difference between a tall, handsome and rich man and a short, ugly rich man."
"Truth!" Mo Xiaobai liked to hear this.
Mo Yao couldn't imagine Mo Xiaobai looking like this. He couldn't even imagine how such a coquettish and beautiful man would allow himself to become so ugly.
Mo Xiaobai said, "Well, look at our daddy, he still charms a bunch of nymphomaniac chicks when he goes out, he's no worse than us."
"Why do you care so much about your appearance?"
Mo Xiaobai smiled, "Of course I care about my appearance. In the past, I relied on this face to make a living."
