Mint-Stained Shirt

Chapter 60

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Mingshu had that shameful thing in his heart. When he heard that there was someone in my brother's house, he snorted for a while. After he saw the look in his eyes, he realized that he had been cheated, and immediately dragged his suitcase and pushed him up, "Brother, are you kidding me? I'm playing!"

Xiao Yuxin thought, isn't this just here to tease

It was the first time Mingshu came to my brother's residence after he left the house independently. He couldn't hold back the novelty since he entered the elevator. When he stopped at the door, his eyes were even brighter. Before he could change his shoes, he said, "Brother, you spray. What kind of air freshener?"

"There are a few pots of mint and jasmine on the balcony." Xiao Yuan tidyed up the house in advance and prepared slippers for Mingshu, which were blue cartoon cows.

The floor was clean, and Mingshu ran in barefoot.

Xiao Yuan kicked his slippers, "come back and put on your shoes."

"No!" Mingshu was a little rude, "Brother, your slippers are for children."

Xiao Yuan took a look and saw that on his feet were normal adult slippers, gray, with no extra decoration, which made Mingshu's pair a bit funny.

But Mingshu was just a child with him.

"I'll be 18 soon!" Mingshu said, "Don't wear those slippers."

It's summer, it's okay to go barefoot, Xiao Yu'an didn't insist, but urged Mingshu to wash his hands.

Mingshu is intentional.

He was cute and clean at school, and always had wet wipes and hand sanitizer on his body. The first thing he did when he came home after walking outside for a long time must be to wash his hands. .

He was rude to nagging him and taking care of him. Sometimes he thinks that there might be something wrong with him doing this, but then again, it's a problem with happiness.

He didn't want to.

Xiao Yu'an's apartment is not big. It has one bedroom and one living room. There is a balcony outside the living room. Mingshu is a tall man now, and as he scurries from room to room, Xiao Yuan always feels that a shadow is dangling in front of him.

Mingshu first admired Mint and Jasmine on the balcony, then rushed into the bedroom and shouted loudly, "Brother! Your bed isn't big enough!"

Xiao Yu'an was a single bed, and it was not impossible to squeeze two people, but it was not enough, they were all too tall. Before Mingshu came, Xiao Yuan planned to let Mingshu sleep on the bed and he sleeps on the sofa.

"Don't worry, I won't let you lay the floor this time." Xiao Yuan remembered what happened when he returned home during the summer vacation of his sophomore year. Mingshu refused to leave and insisted on laying the floor in his room. He did not condone Mingshu and let Mingshu go to bed. Come. Anyway, this time there is a sofa in the living room, make do with it, no one sleeps on the floor.

Mingshu reached out halfway, "Brother, squeeze."

Xiao Yuan smiled, "You're not happy to let you sleep alone?"

Mingshu ran out and squatted in front of Xiao Yuan. He went to perm his hair with Du Hao and the others last semester. It was golden and very cool. He didn't dye it back after being criticized by the teacher. Before he came to the capital, he honestly made his hair black.

Mr. Tony took care of him. Now his hair is very smooth and shiny, and he looks up at people with a different kind of well-behaved than usual.

"Brother, just squeeze. Your room has air conditioning, and it's not too hot to squeeze. I want to chat with you."

Xiao Yuan didn't know that he had tossed his hair, so he raised his hand and rubbed it twice, "Isn't it enough for you to talk during the day?"

"There are two styles of chatting during the day and at night." Mingshu makes a lot of sense. "There is an atmosphere at night, and you can talk about things that are difficult to talk about during the day."

Xiao Yuan did not agree, but did not immediately refuse. Although Mingshu has not followed him as a tail in the past few years, as soon as they meet, this guy's clingy energy will come up immediately.

But he was still used to Mingshu as before.

After packing up, Xiao Yuan took Mingshu out to eat.

It's hot everywhere in this weather, and it's the most comfortable at home. Mingshu actually wants to stay at home with his brother, but he wants to go out for a walk with him even more.

He is taller now, and he is no longer a little brat who was much shorter than his brother before, and he is about to become an adult. If he goes out shopping, he can quietly be his brother's boyfriend.

Just thinking about that kind of pleasure made him feel comfortable.

"Silly music?" Xiao Yuan said on the way to the restaurant.

Before going out, he felt that Mingshu was too excited. After a long time picking clothes, he left his suitcases wide open on the floor of the living room, dragging them out to try them one by one, and finally he chose the one he tried for the first time. After picking out the clothes and getting the hairstyle, the hairspray can be sprayed vigorously. That posture is like going out for a meal casually, it is like going on stage.

For the first time, he felt that his stinky little brother had the potential of a flower peacock.

Wasn't it like this before

Mingshu admits that he is happy, but he does not admit to being silly, so he is not happy when he goes out with his brother on a date

"I'm happy." He raised his eyebrows in high spirits, "Brother, I miss you so much."

Xiao Yuan was heartbroken for a while. Mingshu has been like this since he was a child. Sometimes it is very annoying, but when he says good things, he is very good.

When others say they think, it is not necessarily true, it may be just a scene, and what Mingshu said is true, unambiguous and from the bottom of my heart.

No one can ignore this straightforward and passionate truth.

Xiao Yuan took Mingshu to a western restaurant. Mingshu was at an age when he could eat, so you were welcome to order.

Du Hao didn't know that Mingshu went to the capital, so he sent several messages one after another, and asked to go to the mountains to play for a few days.

Mingshu simply took a photo and sent it over, "I won't go."

Du Hao was anxious when he saw it, "Slot! Where is this? Don't call me if you eat well? Where do you put our friendship in open crotch pants!"

Mingshu: "Are you still wearing open-crotch pants in first grade?"

Du Hao: "I'll make an analogy!"

Du Hao is very good at breaking things. If his cell phone is not confiscated by his mother, that kind of nonsense information can be sent all afternoon. Mingshu didn't have time to spare, and my brother was here, so he said, "I've come to my brother's house, and I will participate in your swearing-in meeting spiritually."

Du Hao returned after a long time, and his style was still different from before, "Then where have you been?"

Mingshu felt that he knew all the words, but he couldn't understand even the sentences.

what went where

Is this not the capital? Where else can we go

Mingshu: "?"

Du Hao said for a while, "It's alright, just treat me like a fool."

Mingshu felt that Du Hao was inexplicable. Is this still a blind comparison? This is Bibi Bibi.

Xiao Yuan saw that Mingshu pressed the phone there and guessed that he was talking to his classmates. Mingshu made a lot of friends after he went to junior high school. In the past five years, he couldn't accompany Mingshu, but the children also grew up in places he couldn't see. The psychological problem he was most worried about did not appear again, and those who knew Mingshu later might not know what happened when Mingshu was in fifth or sixth grade.

That child who was always babbling alone has grown up to 18 years old, confident, and a little narcissistic. The last second, he was still arrogant and cold, and the next second he sticks up and laughs and acts like a spoiled child.

Occasionally thinking of the fate between Mingshu and the Xiao family, Xiao Yuan couldn't help feeling emotional.

Mingshu stopped chatting with Du Hao, put away his phone and continued to deal with the steak.

Xiao Yuan ordered him two more desserts, one of which was mint cake. He was amused, "Brother, do you like mint, or do I like mint?"

Xiao Yu'an: "Huh?"

"You are still growing mint at home." Mingshu said, "You like mint more than I do."

The two pots of mint were not bought because they liked it. Xiao Yuan went home once and saw an old man selling flowers with a basket on his back. .

Xiao Yu'an bought all four pots and put them on the balcony, watering them every day, and they actually supported them.

"Bubble water for you." Xiao Yu'an changed the subject, "Go to the supermarket with me later and buy some snacks you like."

Mingshu happily responded.

The western restaurant is in a shopping mall, and there are everything to eat and visit. Mingshu insisted that his brother accompany him to see the clothes, and then went to the supermarket. He even watched a shootout film in the middle, and it was 8 pm when he went home after shopping.

Mingshu grabbed the pair of gray slippers, and Xiao Yuan said lazily that he put on the blue niuniu himself, and Mingshu was happy.

When it was time to go to bed, Mingshu still wanted to fight, "Brother, let's squeeze. I don't smell like sweat. I smell like you. I don't believe you smell it."

The smell he was talking about was the smell of soap, just after washing, the body was fragrant.

Xiao Yuan took the pillow from the cabinet and smiled at him: "Smell it yourself."

Mingshu grabbed the pillow and said shamelessly, "Brother, do you dislike me?"

He just sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, clutching the pillow with both hands, his face turned up, his hair black, his eyes even darker, covered with a translucent moist water film.

Xiao Yu'an softened, "Why do you despise you?"

"Then you don't sleep with me." Mingshu curled his lips, stretched out his hand to Brother Huan's waist, and hugged him and would not let go, "You can come back at a fixed time in your freshman year and sophomore year. I can't get in touch with you often, and your number can't get through. I only know that you are on a mission, and I don't know where you are, and I don't know if you are okay. I'm too worried, brother, you don't even know me How worried."

Xiao Yuan took out the pillow and stroked Mingshu's neck with his right hand. Apart from physical contact, he couldn't think of any other way to comfort Mingshu.

Language is sometimes pale. He chose this profession, and the danger existed in every mission. He couldn't say "don't worry, it'll be fine" to Mingshu, because he couldn't even guarantee this to himself.

For a moment, he lightly patted Mingshu's back.

"I just want to follow you and look at you. I can't see you at home, and sometimes I can't even hear your voice." Mingshu's eyes became more moist, and his voice seemed a little more dependent, "I see. I don't want to be separated from you by a wall, I sleep in the bedroom, you sleep in the living room, don't be so divided."

Xiao Yuan wanted to say something, but stopped in the end and continued to follow Mingshu's back.

He felt that Mingshu at this time was like an insecure animal, trapping him, and he could act to drive him away, but it was cruel.

"Brother." Mingshu stretched his tone and buried his face in his abdomen, "You can sleep here, I want to talk to you a little more."

The pillow that was about to be thrown on the sofa in the living room was finally placed on the bed in the bedroom.