You Have to be Strong

Chapter 68: what should I do

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"Brother?" Xiao Han's uncertain voice brought back Xiao Yu's eyes looking at Mu Meng, but this time around, it was doomed that Xiao Yu and Xiao Han would have a very difficult conversation.

"Xiao Han, why are you here?" Xiao Yu asked.

"The one just now was Mu Meng? You guys?" Xiao Han carefully looked at his brother, this boy named Xiao Yu, who is now considered a little famous.

"Well, it's her. Go, I'll go home and tell you slowly." Xiao Yu stepped forward and pulled his sister back home together. Known as a genius writer, his sister will certainly not be bad, at least she will not let herself ashamed on the street. Of course, Xiao Han did not make him ashamed on the street, but he did not do it, not embarrassing him at home.

"Brother, what's the matter with you and Mu Meng?" Xiao Han knows that if you can't figure it out today, it will be difficult to figure it out later, and even if you can figure it out later, you can't figure it out by yourself today. It's hard to fall asleep, and obsessive-compulsive disorder is actually quite terrifying.

"I'll make good food for you." Xiao Yu knows that today I must tell Xiao Han everything, otherwise his sister will not be able to sleep, but if she can take care of one more minute, she can take one extra minute. After all, what about the relationship? Finished in one breath.

"Okay, you must be honest after cooking, or I won't let you sleep." Xiao Yu and Xiao Han have lived together in this big house since they were young. In fact, the house is not much worse than the secret base, but Since their parents are often away on business trips, there are only two of them left in the house. There are so many rooms with two children living in them, so they feel that the house is very big.

At this time, Mu Meng rode the bike to the place where he and Ouyang Man often go. As soon as Mu Meng looked up, he saw the two girls holding hands and walking slowly on this light, which was dimly illuminated by the faint light. Bright streets. The corners of his mouth floated up inadvertently, and once in a while, he was just like them. I remember one time, I stayed outside with Ouyang Man until one o’clock in the morning. It was New Year’s Eve that day, when the family was reunited. At that time, only myself and Ouyang Man were in the garden to watch the sky together. There were still many stars in the sky at that time, but now, the faint light is enough to cover the stars, "Where are you, my princess Man? What should I do now?" Mu Meng suddenly said, since Talking to himself scared the two little girls.

"Simply put, your brother wants Mu Meng to be your sister-in-law." It is Xiao Han who has also figured out everything.

"Then I will simply say, no." Xiao Han directly denied it. Xiao Yu didn't expect this. Fortunately, he has a good cultivation and loves his sister very much, otherwise he will suddenly go violently and say indefinite.

"Can you give me a reason?" Xiao Yu knew that this sister of his own always had a reason. If there was not enough reason to prove that she was right, she would not make a decision lightly.

"Because Mu Meng and I are good friends, you can't see her hurt, and I hope she will be happy, but I clearly know that the person who can give her happiness is destined to not be you." Xiao Han was not even finished speaking. Xiao Yu interrupted.

"Could it be that guy named Wan Muqing?"

"If someone really wants to give Mu Meng happiness, then that person is him, and it can only make him."

"You go on." Xiao Yu felt a little embarrassed when he saw Xiao Han's look at his eyes.

"Also, now Mu Meng only has Wan Muqing in his heart. I can't let you get hurt because of her. One is a brother and the other is a friend. You can't watch your injuries and be indifferent."

This is the end of the conversation between the two people, but Xiao Yu did not really let go of these things. He always felt that a writer was the most ruthless, because he could not easily fall into the plot of his own design, but a writer again It is precisely the most affectionate, and it is always oneself that is the first to fall into the emotional circle every time.