On the afternoon of the first day when I came to country m, I just "degenerated" like this.
Modi leaned halfway on the bed, looked at the faintly dark sky outside, and sighed sweetly and helplessly.
Hey, he is so out of control!
Mingming plans to go out shopping and eat with my brother this afternoon.
Modi got up from the bed, drew the curtains again, then got out of bed and pulled on his slippers to find Mu Tianheng.
Although his elder brother forced him to rest on the bed, he is really fine now. After all, his elder brother's movements are so gentle, he would rather feel uncomfortable than rush to do anything to him. His body is countless times more concerned, and he never gets sick or injured.
And even if he was not injured, his brother insisted on applying medicine to him after each incident.
Modi couldn't help but think of certain scenes, his face turned redder, and he coughed.
It is said that he has rested for more than half an hour now, even if he gets out of bed "disobediently" now, his brother probably will not punish him.
Modi nodded his head to cheer himself up, and continued to walk forward pretending to be calm, walked downstairs to the living room, and called softly, "Brother?"
No one answered.
Modi was a little surprised. When his brother came out of the bedroom just now, didn't he say that he wanted to cook porridge? Why isn't he here
Mo Di went to the kitchen to have a look, and then to the bathroom to look, and finally he found all the rooms on the first floor, but he still didn't find Mu Tianheng.
Mo Di frowned slightly, and decided to go up to the third floor to look for it.
As a result, as soon as he climbed to the stairs on the third floor, he saw Mu Tianheng walking from the corridor on the left side of the third floor. When he saw Modi, Mu Tianheng's eyes darkened.
Obviously he was looking for someone, but at this moment Mo Di had the illusion of being caught.
"Cough, brother, brother, I'm going to find you downstairs, why aren't you here, didn't you say to cook porridge for me?"
Modi decides that the "wicked person" will sue first! In this way, Mu Tianheng wouldn't talk about him.
Unexpectedly, Modi neither heard Mu Tianheng educate him nor heard Mu Tianheng answer, but instead heard a gentle chuckle.
"You."
Then Mu Tianheng came over and held Modi's wrist, he didn't pursue Modi's disobedience and got out of bed early, he just said: "Come with me, brother has something to show you."
"Huh?" Modi didn't expect that he escaped so easily this time, without being taught a word! Immediately a little surprised, but also a little elated.
Modi was in a high mood, so naturally he didn't notice that Mu Tianheng's voice just now had a layer of imperceptible tension. He followed Mu Tianheng to the end of the corridor without realizing it, and asked, "Brother, what are you talking about?" What are you going to show me?"
"You can guess." Mu Tianheng didn't say it clearly.
"This is too difficult." Mo Di frowned, thinking very carefully: "Is it for food, drink, clothing... or for play?"
Mu Tianheng smiled, shook Mo Di's hand, and interlocked his fingers, "I can help you eliminate it, it's not for food or drink."
"Then..." Modi thought for a while, but still couldn't figure it out: "The range is also very large, brother, don't just help me exclude it, help me limit the range."
"This range... can't be limited." Mu Tianheng said, and pushed open the door of the room at the end of the corridor. With a "click", a hazy yellow light poured in from the window facing the door.
"So, brother, let's just bring the little idiot in."
Modi just wanted to refute how he was an idiot, but he froze suddenly.
In the room in front of him, there are one after another... large and small boxes, and almost all of these boxes are the same as the one that Mu Tianheng gave him when he confessed his confession—the one full of memories of past albums, awards, trophies, etc. The boxes are exactly the same.
Mo Di suddenly guessed something, he turned his head and looked at Mu Tianheng in disbelief.
"Brother, are these all, are they all what I think?"
"Yes." With a gentle and deep smile in Mu Tianheng's eyes, he took Mo Di's hand and led him to the biggest box among them. On this box, there was a delicate key.
"Hey, open it and have a look."
Modi froze for two seconds, looked up at Mu Tianheng, then reached out to pick up the key and opened the biggest box.
"Ka—"
The lid of the box was lifted, raising a faint cloud of dust.
It was full of various things, including photo albums that Modi had never seen before, trophies and certificates, and some small toys that looked very old at first glance, and even a set of blue basketball uniforms and a bamboo pole.
"The things I gave you when I confessed to you before are not all. After all, I can't move everything in the past to Huaxia and lock it in that box. But now... I have accumulated all my past life Everything has been moved here." Mu Tianheng looked at Mo Di, his eyes seemed to be filled with boundless tenderness and deep space.
"This is our home, and I want to leave everything in my past to you for safekeeping."
As Mu Tianheng said, he picked up one of the photo albums again, "In the photo album I gave you before, most of them are photos I left at some important moments, such as birth, full moon, one year old, walking, graduating from school, taking Important awards and things like that, but I still have a lot of photos from my life, which are in the photo album in this box."
"Also...these toys are toys that I used to like very much since I was a child. I prefer to keep things, so these have been collected. In fact, each toy contains one or two items that I used to have when I was a child. Interesting things that happened, in the future, I will tell you everything, okay?"
Mo Di's eyes were already a little red, he opened his mouth, but finally he didn't say anything, but nodded vigorously.
Mu Tianheng smiled. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked Modi's face, looked into his eyes and said with a smile: "And...that blue jersey is the first time I ever took it. The clothes I wore when I went to the school team championship. The bamboo pole was the evidence left by my grandpa for the first and only time my ass was spanked. The pair of black roller skates in the corner witnessed me falling twice in a row. Witnesses of the Eighteen Falls... No, Witness Shoes."
Modi's eyes were red, but he couldn't help showing a smile: "Brother, you still have evidence of black history."
"That's right, it's just in this big box. Look at the many boxes here, but not only the glorious memories of my past, but also a lot of dark history and embarrassing past." Mu Tianheng sighed deliberately, " Some of them are saved by myself because I need to remind myself. Some are actually saved by my parents. They deliberately kept my dark history and told it to my sister’s children as a joke. Hey, brother It's actually pretty miserable... ”
"Brother, you are not miserable."
Modi sniffled and wiped his eyes with a smile.
Mu Tianheng suddenly leaned over slightly, and gently stroked the corners of Modi's eyes with his warm fingers, "There are so many boxes here, you can open them one by one now, or you can keep them and open them one by one later, anyway, these things , it’s all yours from now on.”
"...Brother, I want to drive now."
Modi took a breath, raised his head, and looked straight into Mu Tianheng's eyes with soft and shattered eyes.
"Okay, then let's drive now." Mu Tianheng also looked at Modi, and gently kissed Modi's forehead.
Then he took Modi's hand and walked to another box, on which there was also an exquisite key.
Modi picked up the key and opened the box.
set off.
Then continue to listen to the story of what Mu Tianheng left behind every item in there.
...
Throughout the night, Modi just opened one box after another, from big to small, piecemeal. Although it was impossible to hear all the memories engraved on every item in each box for a while, it still seemed Participated in his brother's past life again.
Modi had no choice but to be moved, let alone be touched, his heart seemed to be filled with hot water, and his eyes couldn't help turning red. Fortunately, Modi no longer had red eyes, and he was slowly attracted by Mu Tianheng. Laughing, eyes full of brilliance, the warm and sweet atmosphere fills up the whole room.
However, even though Mo Di was amused at the back, his heart still seemed to be soaked in hot water, and...
The more soaked the more sour and soft.
Mo Di opened a total of twenty boxes, and when he was short of the last very small box, Mu Tianheng snatched that small box.
Mo Di was stunned for a moment, then smiled and went to Mu Tianheng to grab it.
"Brother, you said that you want to give me all the memories of the past, and you can't go back on your word."
"Of course I won't go back on my word." Mu Tianheng avoided Modi's "attack", put his arms around Modi's waist, put the small palm-sized box in front of Modi, and pressed it lightly.
"Crack."
Mo Di actually saw the small box pop open suddenly.
and-
In this small box... there is actually a ring!
"Not only will I not go back on my word, but I also want to entrust the future to you."
Mu Tianheng held Modi's left hand, strong earnestness and rare nervousness welled up in his deep and gentle eyes, he took out the ring, and put it on lightly without giving Modi a chance to refuse.
"Promise me, marry me, and be my family, lover, and legally closest person, okay?"
At this moment, Modi came back to his senses completely, moved his fingers, and laughed with red eyes.
"... ... OK."
"But brother, you are a robber. You didn't give me a chance to choose, so you put it on for me."
Seeing that Modi agreed, Mu Tianheng's tense back relaxed. He kissed Modi tenderly and passionately, and then took out a ring from his pocket as if by magic, which was exactly the same as Modi's. quit.
"Why is my brother a robber? Of course, my brother will give you a chance to choose."
Mu Tianheng has deep brows and eyes, and his tone is particularly magnanimous and steady, but the words he speaks are rare rascals.
"You can choose which hand or finger you want to wear for your brother. You can choose whatever you want. My brother will listen to you."
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