cuddling in his arms

Chapter 10 Brother?

The sun outside the window was scorching the earth with all its strength, and the cicadas were screaming heart-piercingly. Mo Xiaoli stood in front of the window but felt cold all over his body. He watched An Ziqing's car draw a beautiful line without blinking. arc, and gallop away.

She was afraid that An Ziqing would see Mo Shaohua, and that Mo Shaohua would do irrational things when he saw An Ziqing.

When An Ziqing's car was no longer in sight, Mo Xiaoli quickly picked up the blanket that had just been wrapped on the ground, wrapped it around his body, and hurried downstairs.

Passers-by in twos and threes downstairs looked at her in amazement, probably wondering why she was still wrapped in a blanket on such a hot day.

Mo Xiaoli has always been a person who doesn't care about other people's eyes, she ran to the garden she just saw upstairs in a panic.

Among the flowers, Mo Shaohua's shirt was crumpled around his body, and he was pulling his messy hair tangled. It was surprising that he actually held a bottle of white wine in his hand, and poured a sip into his mouth from time to time.

Seeing such a scene, Mo Xiaoli felt a pain in his heart, and tears flowed down without warning. He is still Mo Shaohua. He used to be gentle and elegant, knowledgeable and talented. He never wore overnight shirts, never did this Drinking with no image, he knows wine, so he never uses wine to drown his sorrows, let alone like today, he has always just tasted wine, just a little bit.

The word 'Shaohua' rolled on the tip of her tongue, and finally she shouted hoarsely: "Brother."

Hearing Mo Xiaoli's voice, Mo Shaohua's body froze, and then slowly turned his head to look at her.

His eyes were red as if they were about to bleed, and his lips were chapped. When he saw Mo Xiaoli, he wanted to pull his lips and smile, but after trying a few times, he failed. He couldn't smile, how could he, his Xiao Li called him brother?Why do you call him brother?Didn't she call him Shaohua all these years?

Mo Shaohua stood up staggeringly, only to feel blackness in front of his eyes, and he was about to fall, Mo Xiaoli quickly supported him, and hurriedly asked: "Brother, are you alright?"

He ruthlessly shook off Mo Xiaoli's hand and glared at her.

"Brother? Haha..." He uttered a terrifying voice, half crying and half laughing. It was hoarse and rough, like a wooden voice, very ear-piercing. 
Mo Xiaoli grabbed the blanket on his body, tightened his grip, and said, "I'm sorry."

He turned around and ran back the way he came, but was held in Mo Shaohua's arms, and the strong smell of alcohol came to his nostrils. Mo Shaohua rubbed his unkempt hair against Mo Xiaoli's ear, itching.

He said in a soft but powerful voice, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry Xiaoli."

Mo Xiaoli turned around and hugged his waist fiercely, and burst into tears, crying and howling: "Mo Shaohua, Mo Shaohua, you bastard, where have you been? Where have you been? ? Do you know that I'm worried? Why don't you come to me when you come back? Why why?"

Why did she provoke An Ziqing, but she didn't say that, she just sniffed and cried.

Mo Shaohua patted Mo Xiaoli's back and said with difficulty: "I have been downstairs with you, I saw him, so I went up."

Hearing these words, the crying stopped abruptly. Mo Xiaoli pushed Mo Shaohua away stiffly, wiped away his tears indiscriminately, and said with a choked voice, "Go up and rest."

Then go to the stairs first.

(End of this chapter)