How can I know the strategy? It's all because my wife loves me

Li Hongxuan didn't want to spend the night in this house.

Firstly, he was afraid of being discovered, and secondly, this place was too depressing for him.

Although it was already a little late, Li Hongxuan still packed some clothes from home and took Mo Yang to a taxi to the small courtyard where he had lived for the past two days, hidden in a village.

Li Hongxuan's parents have arranged everything for him. Even if they leave suddenly, the funds and properties Li Hongxuan has on hand will allow him to live well.

As long as he is alone, he can ensure his safety.

"I brought two sets of clothes that my father had never worn. They are for you."

Li Hongxuan stuffed the clothes into Mo Yang's arms somewhat awkwardly, and turned back to the bedroom.

He walked to the door and stuck his head out again, pointing to the house on the right, "You live in that room."

Mo Yang was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and said okay.

He went back to his room honestly, washed, changed his clothes, and lay down on the bed, staring with his eyes wide open thinking about his current situation.

Mo Yang raised his arm and blinked at the teeth marks left by Li Hongxuan on it during the day.

It hurt, but I didn't wake up.

Could it be that I really went back to when Hongxuan was thirteen years old?

What about the 27-year-old Hongxuan?

If I couldn't wake up from there, would Hongxuan be so depressed that he would do something to hurt himself?

Now Mo Yang can't even contact Xiao Qi, and now Hong Xuan can't leave him. Mo Yang doesn't know what to do next for a moment.

What if he continues to accompany Hongxuan as he grows up from now on?

Will Hongxuan no longer suffer from headaches, mental problems, or even suicidal thoughts from now on?

After all, he hasn't found a way to leave yet, so Mo Yang is willing to stay with Hongxuan forever.

He quickly convinced himself and prepared to close his eyes and go to sleep contentedly.

"Mo Yang?"

Li Hongxuan's voice came from outside the door. Mo Yang immediately opened his eyes and stood up.

"Hongxuan, what's wrong?"

Mo Yang opened the door and saw Hongxuan, who had already changed into pajamas. His short black hair was limp on his head, and he looked extremely well-behaved.

She was holding a pillow in her arms and looking up at herself slightly.

Mo Yang moved his Adam's apple stiffly and suddenly felt a little thirsty.

"I," Li Hongxuan walked past Mo Yang to the bedside and put the pillow down, "I was afraid that you wouldn't be used to living here, so I came to accompany you."

"I didn't—"

Before Mo Yang finished speaking, he met Li Hongxuan's gaze and immediately changed the subject.

"I mean, I'm really not used to it. I was just about to call you, but I didn't want to disturb you. Fortunately, you came, Hongxuan."

Li Hongxuan's eyes flashed, he hummed softly, turned to the bed, and covered himself with half of the blanket.

"Aren't you going to sleep?"

Li Hongxuan saw Mo Yang still standing at the door and looked at him strangely.

Mo Yang moved his hand, opened the door completely, and said, "I'm thirsty, go get some water and come back."

After saying that, he hurried out, went to the main room to get a glass of water and gulped it down. Only then did he feel his throat was not so dry anymore.

When I came back, Li Hongxuan was lying down with his eyes closed.

Mo Yang tiptoed to the other side of the bed, gently turned off the light and lay down.

With the moonlight filtering through the curtains, Mo Yang turned his head to look at the peaceful sleeping face of the young man beside him, the corners of his lips curled up and he smiled gently.

Finally, he turned sideways, stretched out his arms and held the person in his arms.

"I'm scared. Hongxuan should stay closer to me."

Mo Yang whispered, placing a loving kiss on the top of his head, "Good night, Hongxuan."

Li Hongxuan kept his eyes closed, moved his arms in Mo Yang's arms, buried his head and hummed softly.

The next morning, Mo Yang woke up later than Li Hongxuan.

He opened his eyes and saw Li Hongxuan sitting next to him reading a book. He scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Hongxuan, why didn't you call me?"

Li Hongxuan turned his eyes away from the pages of the book and glanced at him calmly, "I have developed a schedule for school, you don't have to get up so early."

Mo Yang sat up immediately after hearing this, "Do you still want to go to school now?"

"No." Li Hongxuan said calmly, "It's summer vacation now."

"Oh."

Mo Yang was stunned. He still didn't know what year or month it was. Since Hongxuan said it was summer vacation, then it would be summer vacation.

"Have you graduated from college?" Li Hongxuan asked again.

In his opinion, Mo Yang was not much older than him, and was no different from an older brother next door.

He is just an ordinary brother next door, he just wouldn't look at me with the same straightforward eyes as Mo Yang.

"Of course!" Mo Yang was tough and unpredictable.

Whether in the heaven or in the small world before, Hongxuan was always older than himself, and he was the one who was taken care of and protected.

This time he finally caught up, and Mo Yang couldn't help but have some ideas.

He sneakily moved to Li Hongxuan's side and looked at him, "Hongxuan, I'm a few years older than you, is it okay for you to call me brother?"

Li Hongxuan paused while turning the page, then slowly met his gaze.

Mo Yang is really simple. Whatever he is thinking is reflected on his face. Li Hongxuan can see it at a glance.

"You want to take advantage of me?" Li Hongxuan had no expression on his face.

"Mo Yang, could it be that when we meet in the future, you will be the one to call me brother?"

"..."

Mo Yang was confused for a moment, not understanding how Hong Xuan knew it.

He lowered his head somewhat unwillingly, "It is also true that I am older than you now."

Li Hongxuan took advantage of the fact that Mo Yang lowered his head and couldn't see, and gently curled the corners of his lips, but quickly suppressed it.

"There is a neighbor named Xiaofeng near my home. He is two years younger than me, but he has been sensible since he was a child. My parents always say that compared with me, he is more like an older brother."

"Although you are older, your mind and thinking may not be more mature than mine, so I will naturally not admit it."

Li Hongxuan was so busy talking that he didn't notice Mo Yang's sudden tense expression when he mentioned Xiaofeng.

"I, I'll go make you something to eat."

Mo Yang lowered his head, got up from the bed, and left the room swiftly.

Li Hongxuan was stunned, thinking that Mo Yang was angry because of this, and closed the book with a frown.

He thought about it, got out of bed, and chased Mo Yang out.

"Mo Yang?"

Li Hongxuan walked out of the bedroom and saw Mo Yang standing in front of the main door, staring in a daze at a small loquat tree that had just been planted not long ago in front of the door.

"Are you angry? I'm not—"

"No." Mo Yang turned his head and smiled at Li Hongxuan, "Hongxuan, I will only be angry because you don't love me."

"Of course you won't stop loving me."

"..." Li Hongxuan had a preliminary understanding of Mo Yang's shamelessness.

But the question of whether to love or not is a bit exaggerated for someone of his age, and Li Hongxuan is not quite used to it.

He cleared his throat and said calmly, "Then why are you like this?"

"I was just wondering," Mo Yang walked over and held Li Hongxuan's hand, "Who killed your parents?"

Even a ten-year-old child was not spared...