[Bojun Yixiao] Not my brother

Xiao Zhan and Xiao's father broke out in the first large-scale quarrel after returning home from school. Wang Yibo and his mother were downstairs in the kitchen, and they could also hear the quarrel upstairs, which was mixed with the sound of smashing things. Wang Yibo Frowning, looking upstairs frequently, she was held by her mother and shook her head.

Wang Yibo said, "Really don't want to take a look?"

Mom said, "If we pass now, the quarrel will only get worse. Your uncle will definitely compare you with your brother. In the end, your brother will be unhappy and hurt your feelings. Forget it. Wait a while for your brother to come out and coax you." he."

Wang Yibo hummed, and said, "Well...I'll bring his meal to his room later, he definitely won't come down to eat."

After he finished speaking, he thought for a while and added, "Put more pepper in the fish."

Mom laughed and said, "Finally, you don't lose your temper with your brother? When will you reconcile?"

Wang Yibo touched the tip of his nose unnaturally, and said, "...I didn't lose my temper."

When he was fighting with his mother in the kitchen, the father and son upstairs finally finished their quarrel, and Xiao Zhan returned to the room aggressively, with a familiar thud.

Xiao's father roared and said, "You've gone against the sky, haven't you!"

Wang Yibo looked back at his mother.

Mom stretched out her hand to touch the end of Wang Yibo's hair, and said softly, "Go."

Wang Yibo carried the tray and went upstairs lightly, walked to the door and turned the doorknob, it was locked, he held the tray firmly with one hand, went to his pocket for the key to open the door, closed it and locked it again .

Xiao Zhan lay on the bed, buried his face in the quilt, and said in a muffled voice, "What are you doing?"

Wang Yibo said, "Get up first."

Xiao Zhan moved slightly, smelling the aroma of pickled fish on the tip of his nose, turned to look at him, and said, "Auntie made it?"

"En," Wang Yibo put the tray down on the table, and said, "Hurry up and eat."

Xiao Zhan's face was full of displeasure, and he said, "I'm full of gas."

He waited for a while, Wang Yibo didn't speak again, Xiao Zhan straightened up a little, and said, "Why didn't you ask me what my dad and I were arguing about?"

Wang Yibo said, "I can't argue with you, so asking you to say it again won't be more annoying."

Xiao Zhan muttered, "...a villain."

Wang Yibo tapped the bowl with a spoon, and said, "Do you want to eat it or not? If not, I'll eat it."

Xiao Zhan slowly got up and said, "Put so many peppers, can you eat it?"

Wang Yibo looked at him, the corners of his lips curled down, and said, "Your Excellency."

Xiao Zhan pushed aside the stool and sat down, took the chopsticks handed over by Wang Yibo, and said, "Have you eaten yet?"

Wang Yibo lied without changing his face, and said, "I ate downstairs."

Xiao Zhan raised his eyebrows and said, "Really?"

Wang Yibo nodded and said, "Really."

Xiao Zhan held a fish with chopsticks to his lips, and said, "This one is on the top, there is no chili, let's have a bite."

Wang Yibo silently bit the tip of his chopsticks.

Xiao Zhan said, "Is it spicy?"

Wang Yibo shook his head.

Xiao Zhan watched as he took the water glass from his table to his lips, took a sip, and took another sip.

He smiled and said, "Sure enough, I still can't eat spicy food."

Wang Yibo said, "A few more times will be fine."

Xiao Zhan picked up a chopstick of chili and ate it in front of Wang Yibo, eyes full of provocation.

Wang Yibo's eyebrows twitched.

Xiao Zhan said, "It is estimated that the time for us to move out will be delayed."

Wang Yibo said, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Zhan said, "My dad stopped my card, the deposit for the studio, the decoration, and the money for going out to rent a house. I'm almost here. I have to desperately accept orders in the past two days."

Wang Yibo frowned and said, "How much is the difference?"

Xiao Zhan laughed and said, "Why, you want to use your pocket money to make up for me? It's not enough."

Wang Yibo asked stubbornly, "How much."

Xiao Zhan glanced at him and said a number.

Wang Yibo said, "There are quite a lot."

Xiao Zhan laughed and said, "It's okay, I'll take more orders, and I can always get them together. The main thing is to assign the studio first, otherwise, how can you send me soup in the future?"

Wang Yibo said, "...Will it be preempted by others?"

Xiao Zhan raised his hand and stroked the hair next to his ear, and said, "It's okay, I will find a way."

Wang Yibo narrowed his eyes.

He took out his mobile phone to search the wechat group of the dance studio, searched for keywords in the chat history, and found an advertisement that he had once forgotten.

The time just so happens to be this Saturday.

Wang Yibo stood up and said, "I have something to go out on Saturday and Sunday."

Xiao Zhan looked up at him suspiciously, and said, "Where are you going?"

Wang Yibo said, "I'll tell you later."

Xiao Zhan said, "Hey...the wings are hard?"

Wang Yibo kicked his foot and said, "Eat quickly, I'm going to take the bowl down."

Xiao Zhan's eyes widened a little, and he said a little bit harder, "Wang Yibo."

"Why, can't you go out to live earlier and you have this attitude?"

Wang Yibo was silent for a while, and said, "...I didn't."

Xiao Zhan said, "Don't think too much, I will solve it."

Wang Yibo said, "Will you go to my place later?"

Xiao Zhan raised his eyebrows and said, "Otherwise?"

Wang Yibo returned home on the weekend night, dusty and exhausted.

Xiao Zhan hugged his computer to catch up with the progress in Wang Yibo's room. Hearing the sound, he turned to look at Wang Yibo and said, "You came back so late? Why did you act like you went out for training?"

Wang Yibo took a breath and said, "Is there any water?"

Xiao Zhan poured a glass of water and handed it to him, saying, "Come on, young master."

Wang Yibo gulped down a whole glass before collapsing on the chair next to him, saying, "I'm exhausted."

Xiao Zhan joked, "Did you really go to practice?"

Wang Yibo pushed away his dishonest hand that came to touch his face, and said, "Get out."

Xiao Zhan clicked his tongue, turned his face to look at his screen, and said, "I ordered takeaway when I was hungry, and I didn't leave any food for you."

Wang Yibo said, "I'll cook some instant noodles myself later."

Xiao Zhan got up and said, "Forget it, I'll cook it for you, and two more eggs."

Wang Yibo tugged at the corner of his clothes and said, "Wait a minute."

Xiao Zhan turned to look at him and said, "What's wrong?"

Wang Yibo took out a bank card from his pocket and put it next to his computer, and said, "I saw my mother on the way back just now, she asked me to slip it in for you."

Xiao Zhan asked suspiciously, "...Auntie gave it to you?"

Wang Yibo hummed, and said, "She knows about your quarrel with uncle, so let me give you this."

Xiao Zhan frowned, shook his head, and said, "I can't take her money."

Wang Yibo picked up the cup to drink water, hid half of his face, and said, "It's nothing, you'll be fine in the future."

Xiao Zhan laughed and said, "She definitely won't accept it."

Wang Yibo took another sip of water with a guilty conscience, and said, "Then give it back to me, I don't mind."

Xiao Zhan bent down to rub his head, and said, "What are you doing with so much money, you kid?"

Wang Yibo said, "Then I don't care. Anyway, I won't help you return it. If you want to return it, tell her yourself."

Xiao Zhan said with a bitter face, "...this is too embarrassing."

Wang Yibo said, "Then you can keep it."

Xiao Zhan pondered for a while, and said, "Let's do it this way, when the time comes, I'll return it to my aunt, and you can help me persuade her to accept it."

Wang Yibo nodded repeatedly, and said, "Anything is fine, hurry up and cook noodles for me, I'm starving to death."

Xiao Zhan muttered, "This young master."

He closed the door and went downstairs to the kitchen to start a fire. Wang Yibo was in a daze for a few minutes with his mind blank, and the phone that Xiao Zhan put on the table before he left rang.

Wang Yibo glanced at the notes.

Xiao Zhan called "ex-girlfriend."

Wang Yibo: ...

After hesitating for a few seconds, he picked up the phone and pressed the connect button.

The ex-girlfriend said, "Didn't you not answer my phone? Why are you answering now?"

Wang Yibo said, "...Is there something wrong?"

Ex-girlfriend said, "What's wrong with your voice?"

Wang Yibo coughed and said, "My throat feels uncomfortable."

The ex-girlfriend said, "So have you figured it out yet?"

Wang Yibo said, "...Think about something."

The ex-girlfriend was a little impatient and said, "Just what I told you on WeChat last night."

Wang Yibo said, "...what's the matter."

The ex-girlfriend became even more angry and said, "I want you to think about it carefully. If you start your own studio, you should focus on it most of the time. Don't talk about whether there will be a list at that time. If you lose money, the wages of the employees will be lost." Can't afford it."

Wang Yibo turned his pen slowly, and said, "So."

The ex-girlfriend took a breath and said, "Then how much time can you spend with me?"

Wang Yibo said, "Why do you feel that if you can't receive the order, you will lose money?"

Ex-girlfriend:……

Ex-Girlfriend Says, "Did You Listen to Me?"

Wang Yibo said, "If you don't agree with the three views, don't talk about it, don't contact me in the future, don't call, don't send WeChat, goodbye."

As soon as he threw the phone back, Xiao Zhan opened the door with a small copper pot and said, "What are you doing?"

The aroma instantly filled the whole room, Wang Yibo glanced at the very finely sliced ​​sweet onions on the top of the noodles, took the small copper pot from him, and said, "It smells so good."

He put the pot down, blew on his burned fingers, and said, "You just called, and I answered it for you."

Xiao Zhan didn't take it seriously, and said, "Who is it?"

Wang Yibo picked up noodles with chopsticks and blew on his lips, saying, "Your girlfriend."

Xiao Zhan corrected, "Ex-girlfriend."

The corners of Wang Yibo's lips curled, and he said, "Well, ex-girlfriend."

Xiao Zhan hugged the computer again to look at the picture, and said, "Oh, then what? What did you say?"

Wang Yibo bit his face and said vaguely, "She said she wants to get back together with you."

Xiao Zhan snorted and said, "What's the matter, has she changed her mind?"

Wang Yibo said, "No, she asked you to think about it."

Xiao Zhan tapped on the keyboard and said, "Think about it."

Wang Yibo added, "She said you won't have time to accompany her when you open a studio."

Xiao Zhan said, "Speechless. Is this the reason she wants to break up?"

Wang Yibo bit into half of the soft-boiled egg, and said, "She also said that you would lose money if you didn't receive the order."

Xiao Zhan rolled his eyes.

Wang Yibo has said everything he should have said, and it sounds like he's relaying what his ex-girlfriend said, but when he thinks about it, the meaning is completely different.

"So, will you get back together with her?"

Xiao Zhan was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Wang Yibo.

Wang Yibo stared at him with good eyes, repeated, and said, "Would you?"

Xiao Zhan stretched out his hand, gently wiped off the soup splashed on his lips with his fingertips, and said, "No."

He said lightly, "If you don't get back together, you won't regret it."

"Inappropriate, just inappropriate."