Morning Star

Chapter 384: The most normal brotherhood

A trace of desolation flashed across his eyes, but he quickly returned to normal. He turned his head to look at Mo Xinglan and smiled, "You are just keeping a close eye on your good disciple."

After listening to this, Mo Xinglan frowned and recalled Chujiu's angry look when she left. He said paranoidly, "She needs to rest."

Zhan Kongming smiled and shook his head: "You understand medical skills, and you know the actual situation better than me."

Seeing that his expression was getting colder, she sighed and said, "Okay, there are some things that you can only understand if you experience them yourself."

After saying that, he left with his hands behind his back.

Mo Xinglan pursed her lips as she watched him walk away. She stood there for a long time without moving, her eyes lowered with confusion.

Hadn't he done enough for her?

It's getting late.

When he returned to the bedroom, he saw Chujiu was reading so intently that the corners of his mouth were almost curled up to his ears. He didn't even notice him opening the door.

"..."

Does she look unhappy?

"Is it so funny to read a storybook?" He came to her side with the medicine.

Just as I was about to raise my eyes to see what was inside, the book snapped shut.

This was Chujiu's subconscious action, and when he realized something, he felt a little embarrassed. He smiled and said, "You, why are you back?"

Mo Xinglan glanced out the dark window: "I can't come back?"

Chujiu followed his gaze and looked out the window. It was already dark. Thinking about what she had just said, she felt a little embarrassed.

"Of course."

"..."

Mo Xinglan came to the edge of the bed and looked at her quietly, thinking about what Zhan Kongming said.

Chujiu felt a little embarrassed when he stared at her. Her eyes flickered. "You, why are you staring at me?"

His long eyelashes trembled slightly and he lowered his eyes without saying a word.

If you love her, you have to set her free? But if you really set her free, she will definitely choose to return to her original world.

In another world, she still has her parents, brother, and friends. Even without him, she can live happily. But he only has her. If he doesn't fight for it, he will have nothing. Without her, what's the difference between that and death?

How could he dare to let her go free? He would never let her go.

Suddenly a gentle hand touched his face, bringing him back to his thoughts.

"Are you cold?" Chujiu frowned and looked worried.

Mo Xinglan's long eyelashes trembled and slowly closed. He stretched out his hand and gently placed it on the back of her hand, gently and softly.

"Jiu'er, I'll give you everything, but you can only have me in your heart, okay?"

"Ah?" She was puzzled. "You are the only one in my heart."

How dare she have another man in her heart? Isn't that harming others?

He slowly opened his eyes, his brows were gentle but with a hint of worry: "Remember what you said."

Regardless of whether she had misunderstood or not, she had promised him and could not change her mind.

Chujiu was even more worried: "Did you lose too much blood a few days ago and have sequelae, and your brain is confused?"

"……No."

Chujiu took back the hand that was caressing his face but shook his head in disbelief: "It doesn't look like there is none."

"No means no, my mind is very clear." Mo Xinglan's eyes were stubborn.

Seeing that he was about to get angry, Chujiu had no choice but to wave his hand: "Okay."

After a moment of silence, her eyes suddenly fell on a book beside her. She thought of something and looked back at him with a meaningful smile on her lips: "This book... have you read it?"

Mo Xinglan followed her words, his eyes fell on the book and he shook his head: "No."

"Really?" She didn't believe it, but looking at his expression, he didn't seem to be lying.

Mo Xinglan didn't understand why she cared so much about a book. He always felt something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

"Hmm. What's wrong?"

Is there anything wrong with him not seeing it?

Seeing that he answered seriously, Chujiu was a little puzzled. Wasn't it him who bought it?

"Did you buy this book?"

Didn’t he tell her to read a book?

"I didn't buy it." He stared at the book for a while. "Is there anything wrong with this book?"

She seemed quite happy watching it just now, so she probably didn't dislike it.

“Who bought it?”

"I asked Xiao Xiao to buy it for you."

Chujiu was a little surprised after hearing this. She didn't expect Mo Xinglan to ask Xiao Xiao to help her buy things, and Xiao Xiao actually agreed. But since it was Xiao Xiao, she could understand.

The person who knows her best is Xiao Xiao, and the person who knows Xiao Xiao best is also her.

However, she figured it out, but Mo Xinglan still didn't understand, and reached out to take the book in confusion. But before he even touched the book, Chujiu took it first.

"Well, I haven't finished reading this book yet. I'll continue reading." She avoided his eyes.

Mo Xinglan paused and retracted his outstretched hand, staring at her for a long time.

He hesitated for a moment and was about to not dwell on the matter, but thinking of the expression on her face when she asked him the question just now, and her guilty look now, he felt that he needed to see what was written in it that made her like this.

His eyes moved, and he moved closer to her and looked at her lovingly: "Jiu'er."

"Ok?"

Chujiu, who was reading a book, subconsciously looked up when he heard his gentle call.

Then I saw a fair and beautiful face getting closer and closer to me.

My heart suddenly stopped beating and then started pounding again.

Her lips were pressed against another pair of soft and slightly cool lips. A pleasant sweet fragrance drifted in from the tip of her nose, invading her brain and lungs, and then her whole body. She froze in place and didn't react for a moment.

The young man's eyebrows curved with satisfaction, and he raised his hand to take the book from her hand easily. When he got the book, his lips left.

Chujiu finally reacted and looked at her empty hands. Then she looked at him smugly holding the book and keeping a distance from her. She was immediately angry: "Mo Xinglan, you... you... you monster!"

"Are you talking nonsense again? I'm half-demon, not a monster." Although he knew what she was talking about, he still answered her with a deliberate smile.

Chujiu was so angry that he gritted his teeth and glared.

But after seeing the book in his hand, she changed her mind and was not so angry anymore. She was suddenly curious about what his expression would be like after he read it, and even looked forward to it.

I was secretly glad that I had almost finished reading the book. It was all plain talk. The two protagonists just held hands at most, and even the kiss happened near the end. There was no sex scenes at all, but the plot was pretty good.

Mo Xinglan frowned when he saw her expression change, and looked at the book in his hand. He opened the first page with doubt.

He read quickly, reading ten lines at a glance and remembering everything he read. His expression changed even faster. From initial confusion to more confusion, then taking it for granted, and then suddenly shocked, frowning, his expression extremely ugly. But he still finished reading the whole book.

After reading it, he glared at Chujiu with a dark face, raised the book in his hand unhappily, and said inexplicably: "You..."

Chujiu gloated after seeing the emotion on his face: "You wanted to watch it. How is it? Any thoughts? Or any comments?"

She didn't expect him to finish reading it, and read it so quickly.

"What are you evaluating?" he wondered.

"Of course, it's about how well the script is written, how the characters are portrayed, how the two male protagonists are, and how the plot is."

"There's nothing good to comment on. I don't have any feelings." He turned his head away with a depressed look on his face.

He thought it was just a normal brotherly relationship, but who knew that the two of them would actually... kiss each other? Why? How did they suddenly...?

"..." Chujiu pursed his lips after hearing his answer. This guy is too boring.

He sighed and reached out: "Give me back the book."

But she felt that it might not be so easy to get the book back.

Sure enough, he stood up and stared at her with a cold face, but did not speak.

His eyes darkened, and he felt annoyed and depressed. If he had known, he would not have let Xiao Xiao buy her a storybook. What kind of low-brow stuff is this? What's so good about the love between two men?

In annoyance, he felt the book in his hand being pulled. He subconsciously held the book tightly to prevent it from being snatched away.

He raised his eyes and glared at the owner of the little hand. He tried to pull the book back with force, but nothing happened after several attempts.

She frowned, having forgotten that she was now stronger than an average person.

Seeing that he couldn't pull it, Chujiu was a little proud, and smiled with his eyebrows curved: "Xingxing, why don't you compete with me in anything else, but you have to compete with me in strength."

She tilted her head, pursed her lips and raised the corner of her mouth: "Are you sure you want to compete with me?"

"..."

Mo Xinglan glared at her and gritted his teeth, and after a while he reluctantly let go of her hand.

He stood up with a gloomy face and walked towards the shelf.

Chujiu guessed what he was going to do and quickly grabbed his wrist. He glared at him warningly: "Don't touch them."

There were several books on the shelf, all without titles on the covers. She had flipped through them a few times before, and they were all the types she liked.

Mo Xinglan was forced to stop. He felt as if his wrist was clamped by a pair of pliers and his bones were aching. He frowned in displeasure and used his other hand to forcefully pry her hand open: "Let go."

“I won’t let go.” Chujiu held on motionlessly and started arguing with him.

Seeing that he couldn't pry it open at all, Mo Xinglan had to give up.

He didn't have to walk to the shelf to destroy the books. So he raised his hand and threw a spiritual wind blade over.

Chujiu noticed his movements, took a cold breath, grabbed his hand and shook it hard.

"Oh!"

Mo Xinglan was thrown into the air like a rag doll and fell on the bed.

The spiritual wind blade deflected and landed on the chair next to the shelf, splitting the chair into pieces.

The moment Mo Xinglan fell on the bed, he felt dizzy and struggled to get up. He was not dizzy at first, but after the fall, he felt uncomfortable all over.

Chujiu was stunned for a moment and was frightened by his own impulsiveness. He turned his head and saw him lying there motionless, and became worried: "Xingxing! Are you okay?"

I forgot to control my strength in the panic just now, and I don't know what happened to him.

Mo Xinglan felt depressed and resentful. Now she was worried about him. Why didn't she hold back when she threw him just now?

After a while, I propped myself up and sat up. Everyone was already in bed, so I took off my shoes to avoid dirtying the bed.

"Are you... feeling uncomfortable anywhere?" Chujiu felt guilty when he saw that he kept his eyes downcast with an expressionless face.

Mo Xinglan looked up when he heard that, his face full of resentment.

“Uh, hehe…” Chujiu laughed dryly and turned away his eyes.

Mo Xinglan: “…”