He is cold and distant

There are no flowers in the yard, only a clump of weeds, blowing around in the breeze.

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When Bian Fanxu was a teenager, Bian Fanxu's mother passed away, and the person who had been busy with life and running around finally closed her eyes forever.

On that day, Bian Fanxu was unexpectedly calm compared to usual. He took care of the funeral for his mother.

Although there was no panic on his surface, the house in his inner world had already collapsed.

The place where Bian Fanxu and his mother lived didn't have many acquaintances, so he just said a silent farewell to his mother in a very quiet way.

After the funeral is over, the next question is how to live. In the past, there will be someone close to him who will worry about the future with him, but now he is left alone.

Bian Fanxu's heart was empty, he was walking on the street with people coming and going, suddenly he didn't know where he was going in the future.

He wandered aimlessly, as if in this way, he could find a place where he could live.

In the next few years, he was busy elsewhere. This day was his mother's memorial day, and he was walking on the street.

Not long after he left, he heard someone talking to him, "Are you the young master of the Bian family?"

"Master of the Bian family?" Bian Fanxu didn't know who this person was talking about, but thought he had misunderstood the person, and shook his head, "I am not."

Then, he planned to go on, to the place where his mother was buried.

"Don't rush away yet." The man stopped him, with an expression on his face, as if he was a little happy,

"No, that's right. The master of the Bian family is not far away now. I'll take you to meet him. You can eat and drink without worrying about it in the future."

"Don't worry about eating and drinking?" Bian Fanxu liked these words very much. He had been busy for a long time because of these words, "Is it true?"

"Really, I will never lie to you." The man walked forward with Bian Fanxu, "You go and meet and you will know."

With a smile on Bian Fanxu's face, he knew that God would not have the heart to torment him like this.

He suddenly remembered that his mother had never mentioned his father. He had asked many times, but his mother had not given him a clear reply.

Maybe today, he will be able to know what he has always wanted to know before.

"Is this the person you mentioned?" Bian Changyu saw that the two walked in and started talking to that person.

"Yes." The man replied, and Bian Changyu said, "Look, his appearance is almost [-]% like Young Master Mo's. I guess it has something to do with you."

"Now, what do you see?" The man then asked Bian Changyu.

"Butler, give it to him." Bian Changyu confirmed the person, and called Mu Guanjia.

"Okay." Steward Mu welcomed the man elsewhere and handed him the money.

Bian Fanxu looked at the movements of these people. He stood aside and felt Bian Changyu's scrutinizing eyes. He felt uncomfortable, "Are you from my family?"

"Yes." Bian Changyu nodded, "However, your mother, she said before that she wants to raise you alone, so I didn't care about it."

"My mother has been dead for several years." Bian Fanxu said about his mother's current situation.

"So that's how it is..." Bian Changyu didn't ask any further, but only asked for Bian Fanxu's opinion, "Do you want to go back with me?"

"Although there are a lot of people in the family now, it is still possible to raise you." Bian Changyu continued: "As for how to choose, it depends on your own wishes. I will not force you to go back with me."

"I want to go back." Bian Fanxu said back to Bian Changyu.

"Okay." Bian Changyu smiled, "After all, it's my child, it's good to come back, and your life will be better then."

Bian Fanxu just smiled and said nothing else.

In the evening, Bian Fanxu and Bian Changyu went back to Bian's house together.

In that home, he met a person who looked very similar to him. He was indeed very similar, but that person's temperament did not seem to be easy to provoke.

"Brother." Bian Fanxu saw Bian Zimo and called him like this. He knew that Bian Zimo was older than him.

"En." Bian Zimo simply responded to Bian Fanxu, without embarrassing him, and there was no unnecessary reaction.

Bian Fanxu breathed a sigh of relief, he thought that this person would have hostility or hatred towards him, a foreigner.

But now it seems that he just treats him as a stranger without any other excessive behavior, which makes him put down his mind.

Afterwards, after getting in touch with him a lot, Bian Fanxu discovered that Bian Zimo looked cold on the surface, but in fact he was really cold.

He seems to be in a state of laissez-faire about everything, as long as it doesn't involve him, he doesn't seem to bother to look up.

This made Bian Fanxu breathe a sigh of relief. He knew that his brother really had no intention of targeting him.

Even sometimes, he would care about him a word or two, which made him feel a little flattered, after all, there are many excellent people around him.

Compared with others, he is like a cheap product, with no value at all.

However, he is already very satisfied with his current life, he doesn't want to destroy other people's happiness, and he doesn't want to cause any trouble for others.

Just like this, without making too much noise, and living quietly for a lifetime, he felt that it was enough.

But he didn't expect that he would meet the person who made his heart flutter at a glance. He knew his name was Lu Chenxi, and he asked him to call him "Chen".

Chen's smile is very warm and shallow, like a gust of warm wind in spring, putting him into a beautiful scene, letting him sink into it, and he no longer wants to come out.

On this day, Chen smiled and said to him, "Fanxu, can you do me a favor?"

Sometimes Bian Fanxu felt happy to help Chen, so he smiled and asked him, "What's the matter?"

"I have someone I don't like very much." Chen looked at Bian Fanxu with gentle eyes, "I feel unhappy when I see him, can you help me let him go?"

"Who is it?" Bian Fanxu heard Lu Chenxi's words, but had a bad premonition, "Say it out, and I'll see if I can help you?"

"It's Bian Zimo." Chen looked at Bian Fanxu with a smile, "That's your brother."

As if he was afraid that Bian Fanxu would not be sure, Lu Chenxi added a few words later.

"Brother, how could he make you dislike Chen?" Bian Fanxu suddenly felt that there were too many things in Chen's smile that he couldn't understand.

"Maybe it doesn't fit my eyes." Chen just said, "Fanxu, if you don't help me, then I'm going to find someone else."

"How can I help?" Bian Fanxu understood that Chen's tenderness contained poison, but he still chose his side without any hesitation.

"It's not asking you to do bad things." Chen continued to smile and said: "You just need to pay attention to where your brother goes when he plans to leave in the future."

"After you know, just tell me the location." Chen continued.

"Brother will leave?" Bian Fanxu didn't know how Chen knew about this in advance.

"Yeah..." Chen just replied to Bian Fanxu, "Your brother's destination is not here, so he will choose to leave."

"Look, Fanxu..." Chen smiled at the corner of his mouth, "I really didn't make you do anything embarrassing, so don't have too much psychological burden."

"Okay, I see." The smile on Bian Fanxu's face was a bit forced, he knew that Chen might do something that was not good for his brother.

But...he had already made a choice.

That day, as Chen said, brother was planning to leave, and Bian Fanxu didn't have a perfect plan.

He just put a small tracking chip in Bian Zimo's suitcase.

When Bian Zimo left, it seemed that he only told Lang Mingfeng, and nobody else.

Bian Fanxu looked at his last stop and told Chen the location.

During the few days when Chen left, Bian Fanxu didn't know what Bian Zimo's situation was like. In his heart, he blamed himself for being selfish.

He prayed in his heart, praying that his brother could avoid Chen, praying that Chen could turn around.

Even though she knew that doing so would not be of much use, Bian Fanxu still prayed devoutly in her heart over and over again.

It seems that this can alleviate some of the mistakes he made.

Later when brother came back, Mu Yuanzhu had a look of despair on his face, and Bian Fanxu panicked. He knew that it was Chen who did it.

He asked Mu Yuanzhu, "Where did Chen go?"

"He abandoned you and left alone." Mu Yuanzhu's eyes were colorless, as if there was a dead silence, "You still think about him? He said he was just using you, you'd better give up as soon as possible."

"Master, he probably doesn't want you to die. You'd better leave now, or you will be buried with him!" Mu Yuanzhu's words were already cold and devoid of any emotion.

Bian Fanxu ran away, he was a little crazy, Chen just used him?He abandoned him?how so?

Why did the harmless person he saw at first sight become what he was later?

Bian Fanxu went to countless places and searched for countless places where Chen might exist, but he couldn't find him.

In this way, year after year, Bian Fanxu built a clothes tomb for Chen on the day he was 30 years old, in which were the clothes he wore most often.

It's just that the ordinary clothes seem to have a radiance when they are worn on him.

Now he buried it in the ground, and after standing in front of the tombstone for an unknown amount of time, it suddenly snowed in the sky, and Bian Fanxu stayed in the same place without any change.

He thought of what he did many years ago. The tears overflowing from his eyes melted with the snow on the ground.

"Chen..." Bian Fanxu is used to calling Lu Chenxi that way, "Did you really leave, or did you go to another place I don't know?"

"I think I'm sorry for Brother and the others." Bian Fanxu's words seemed to be telling: "But I still want to see you again to see if you are doing well."

"Chen..." Bian Fanxu looked at the white snow scene in front of him and smiled, "If I see you next time, I will not listen to you and stop you from doing bad things. "

That day, the sky was full of snow, fluttering lightly in the air, and the time lasted for nearly a week. According to passers-by, there was a person sitting in front of the tombstone, with white hair and dead breath.