[Bojun Yixiao] Not my brother

Xiao Zhan moved all the things in the dormitory back home, without telling his family in advance, packed up and called Didi, and a few roommates in the dormitory helped move up and down, and when he was unloading at the door, he happened to be heading home from school. Wang Yibo, wearing an orange sweater, with a white headphone cable wrapped around his neck, his cheeks are more contoured, and his facial features are more refined. He is looking at himself with an unpredictable expression, and said, "You want to move back?"

Xiao Zhan said, "Yes, I won't go back until graduation, so I just moved my things back."

Wang Yibo didn't speak, and went in with his bag on his back.

Xiao Zhan has long been used to his unsalty attitude in the past two years, and occasionally quarrels with himself when his temper comes up. He just treats it as a child in adolescence, so he reduces the number of times he goes home. It's the constant smoke.

He dragged two suitcases to go into the house, Wang Yibo, who had just entered, folded back, and snatched the suitcases from him without saying a word, leaving Xiao Zhan with a chic back.

Xiao Zhan smiled, turned around and took other things into the house.

The rooms are all upstairs, and it took several times to move back and forth. Xiao Zhan unpacked the packed boxes in the room and tidied them up one by one. The bedroom door was left open. Wang Yibo stood at the door, holding one sleeve, and said ,"stay How long?"

Xiao Zhan groaned, and said, "I guess we'll have to wait until my studio is finished, I'm still looking at the place."

Wang Yibo said, "That's not too long."

Xiao Zhan thought for a while and said, "You can also say that."

Wang Yibo sneered and said, "Sure enough."

After speaking, he turned and left.

Xiao Zhan was a little confused, and didn't know where he had offended him again.

He didn't go to Wang Yibo to say anything, after all, he met once or twice a year, and he didn't speak when they met. He didn't have much affection in the first place, and it was worn out long ago.

What's more, the children brought by the other party of the reorganized family don't need to put a cold face too much for the sake of face.

Xiao Zhan closed the door, turned on the stereo and played songs while packing up. He didn’t have many things, they were all important and big items, and there were more clothes and accessories. Those previous works had been sent back a long time ago. It took half an hour. It's almost finished.

As soon as he got up and stretched, there was a knock on the door of the room. Xiao Zhan turned off the music and went to open the door. The Queen Mother smiled at him and said, "Your aunt is here, it's too late to cook, your father said Go out to eat, you pack up."

Xiao Zhan nodded and said, "Then I'll change clothes and go down."

The queen mother closed the door again.

When Xiao Zhan went down, Wang Yibo also changed his clothes. I don’t know if he got on the black bar or what. He changed his hat, clothes, trousers, shoes, and even the earphones. Zhan was in a daze, remembering that when Wang Yibo first came home, his hair was dyed a light color of gold because he went to a competition, and when he smiled, his face was pouty, and he looked like a little follower behind him.

This little follower didn't even want to talk to him now, he glanced at Xiao Zhan and then looked away.

Taking advantage of Xiao's father moving the car, Xiao Zhan said to Wang Yibo, "How about studying?"

Wang Yibo cherished words like gold, and said, "It's okay."

Xiao Zhan said again, "Are you still learning to dance?"

Wang Yibo squeezed out the word "um" from his throat, put on the earphones in front of Xiao Zhan, and turned up the volume.

The Queen Mother smiled at Xiao Zhan in embarrassment, and said, "Children are like this, don't pay attention to him."

Xiao Zhan smiled, but said nothing.

They got in the car and drove to a well-known restaurant in S City. They reserved private rooms, and all the aunt's family came. They said they wanted to play here for a few days. They even brought their uncle and nephew and niece. Xiao Zhan was good-looking and had a gentle smile. The two children followed Xiao Zhan crazily, and the little nephew even climbed onto Xiao Zhan's lap for him to feed.

Wang Yibo sat next to Xiao Zhan, when his little nephew rubbed his lips against Xiao Zhan's cheek, his face was so dark and stinky all night long.

He put down his chopsticks, and there was a crisp sound when they collided with the dinner plate. The Queen Mother looked over in response. Wang Yibo pursed his lips and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

The Queen Mother said, "Go."

Because the table was in the way, only Xiao Zhan, who was sitting next to him, saw Wang Yibo throwing the napkin on the table in a bad mood, and the little niece who was hugging his leg trembled in fright, tears welled up in his eyes.

Xiao Zhan: ...

He went to coax the child with a headache, and couldn't help turning his head to look at Wang Yibo's back, his whole body seemed to be overwhelmed by great resentment.

Xiao Zhan sent Wang Yibo a WeChat message while holding the child in one hand while the adults were chatting, saying, what's wrong?

He waited for more than ten minutes, but Wang Yibo didn't reply to the message, nor did anyone come back.

Xiao Zhan was worried, and said bravely, "Well... I'm going to the bathroom too."

The Queen Mother said, "Okay, please take a look at what happened to Xiaobo, and he hasn't come back yet."

Xiao Zhan hummed, sent the two children back to their parents, got up and went to the bathroom.

Coincidentally, there was no one in all the compartments. Xiao Zhan opened the door to look at them one by one, and went around in the lobby but found no one. While calling Wang Yibo with his mobile phone, he went out of the restaurant, and happened to see Wang Yibo, who was leaning outside to smoke, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, saw that it was Xiao Zhan's phone, pressed the mute button and stuffed it back into his pocket.

Xiao Zhan frowned, snatched the cigarette between his fingers from behind, crushed it in the smoke and sand on the upper layer of the trash can next to him, and said, "You're not yet an adult, how can you learn to smoke?"

Wang Yibo curled his lips mockingly, and said, "It's quite a lot."

Xiao Zhan said, "I am your brother."

I don't know which point this sentence hit Wang Yibo, he leaned on the wall and bent down laughing, teardrops welled up from the corners of his eyes, and said intermittently, "This... is really the funniest joke I've heard this year gone."

Xiao Zhan frowned even tighter, and said, "Speak well, don't be weird."

Wang Yibo wiped the corners of his eyes, and said lightly, "Stop being hypocritical, Xiao Zhan."

"Don't look at it if you don't like it, don't talk to it if you don't like it, it's tiring to be a good person, it's unnecessary."

Xiao Zhan turned cold and said, "Are you a hedgehog? Is it that difficult to speak well?"

Wang Yibo straightened his body, looked him in the eyes, and said, "You can go in and have a good talk with those two brats, they won't be like me."

Xiao Zhan was a little irritable, and said, "What are you upset about?"

Wang Yibo knocked his shoulder away and walked in, and said, "I'm not unhappy."

Xiao Zhan closed his eyes, raised his foot and followed him in.

That night Xiao Zhan had a dream.

It was several years ago, when my aunt and uncle came to visit the house, and Father Xiao and Queen Mother were not as busy at work as they are now, so they still had time to squeeze in the kitchen to prepare a dinner.

The two children were playing in the living room. Wang Yibo didn't like watching cartoons for a long time. He played games on Xiao Zhan's lap with an iPad. Instead of resisting, when he stood up and stretched, he wrapped his arms around Xiao Zhan's neck, rubbing and rubbing clingily, leaving a very loud kiss on the cheek.

Xiao Zhan pinched his face and said, "Wang Yibo."

Hanging on top of him, Wang Yibo kissed the left cheek and then the right cheek, his pretty little face was full of smiles, and he called him, Brother Xiao Zhan.

When he woke up, Xiao Zhan sat on the bed in a daze for a while, and began to seriously think about what had happened in the past few years, making Wang Yibo a taciturn and rebellious child.

This question did not disappear from his mind until the next morning when Xiao Zhan saw Wang Yibo in the living room.

Xiao Zhan said, "Aren't you going to school?"

Holding AD calcium milk in his hand, Wang Yibo turned to look at him and said, "Saturday."

Xiao Zhan said, "Oh, I forgot."

He poured himself a glass of water and said, "Today they are going to play in the playground, will you go?"

Wang Yibo squeezed the bottle in his hand and deformed it.

Xiao Zhan:?

Wang Yibo got up and went upstairs, saying, "Whoever wants to go should go."

Xiao Zhan:?Where did I offend him again?

He stood there for a while, then Wang Yibo came down from the stairs again, staring at Xiao Zhan with no expression on his face, but he was terrified at the sight.

Wang Yibo said, "You are not allowed to go either."

Xiao Zhan: ...