nt to embrace him, chasing away every trace of loneliness on him.He is like a clothes hanger, with excellent taste. Even casual combinations can reveal his immense charm. Not to mention the nobility...Mo Yao looked at the few words on the screen in astonishment, then glanced at Mo Xiaobai. He was facing away from him, closing his eyes and meditating. Mo Yao couldn't see Mo Xiaobai's expression, but he vaguely remembered his strange demeanor when he got up.

Mo Yao thought to herself, "Could Xiao Bai really..."

(⊙o⊙)…

Mo Yao thought about it and felt that this was perfectly normal. After all, Xiaobai was still young, only twenty-three years old this year. He was strong and healthy. As a young man with abundant energy and blood, taking care of him these days... cough, cough, it seemed quite reasonable. After all, that thing about men is the most unreliable sometimes, and it's really not something they can control. He expressed his understanding. Thinking this way, Mo Yao felt that it wasn't a big deal.

Then he calmly replied to Ye Feimo with a single word, "Oh."

This means he knew. Ye Feimo on the other side of the computer screen was spitting blood three liters, his qi and blood surging so wildly it felt like he wanted to die. Boss, can you please not be so clueless, don't be so clueless, ahhhh...

Ye Fei Mo was upset. He had painstakingly guided this lost lamb, but who knew that the lost lamb hadn't followed his directions This left even the usually cunning Ye Er Shao a little downcast.

Ke Ye Er Shao is quite a character, with a truly fearless heart. Mo Yao, even though he's usually so reserved, still managed to point out his flaws directly. Wen Nuan laughed hysterically beside them. She found the way men expressed their friendship and affection to be really strange. Their bluntness was quite unique.

Among the men she met, she had never seen such good brothers who had such a strong sense of affection.

This kind of friendship that is worth dying for, it's just different.

Ye Ershao suddenly hesitated a little. Should he point it out After thinking about it, he decided against it. The period of unrequited love was actually a very beautiful memory. Some people say that love in the ambiguous stage is the most heart-fluttering. Although he felt that Mo Xiaobai and Mo Yao's ambiguous period was slightly long, he also felt that if he were to rudely break this ambiguity, it would be a terrible sin. Besides, the boss knew, then Mo Xiaobai would have no fun.

He just wants to mess with Mo Xiaobai....

Ye Fei Mo thought about this and silently deleted the paragraph he had just typed. He re-typed a line, Mo Yao, do you think Xiaobai has a bit of a crush on you This sentence shocked Mo Yao.

Warmth grabbed Ye Fei Mo's arm and laughed, "Fei Mo, you're too bad, really, you're so bad..."

Ye Fei Mo put on an innocent expression, bewildered as to what Wen Nuan was saying. Wen Nuan huddled in his arms, trembling like fallen leaves. She truly felt her man was too cunning. Ye Fei Mo said, "The most venomous heart belongs to a man."

Where else could there be treachery

Thinking warmly, she had to do a good job of prenatal education. If such an insidious father came into close contact with her baby, who knows, he might even taint her baby.

Mo Yao looked at Ye Fei Mo's words, falling into thought. Could it be that Xiaobai had a little bit of interest in him

If it were anything else, Mo Yao would have pressed for answers the moment he had a question. But in this case, he lacked the courage because Mo Xiaobai showed him everywhere the sincerity of "you are my brother, you are my brother". In Mo Xiaobai's eyes, he saw only brotherhood, nothing else. Why should he self-abuse Although he had been self-harming for so many years, he was a bit numb, but at the last hurdle, the eldest brother still hesitated.

People watched as he was devoted to Xiaobai, some even hinted that if he couldn't have her, he should just forget about it. After all, she was his sister, they would always be brothers and close friends. Having a place in his heart already was enough, wasn't it He didn't need to be the most important person. Xiaobai simply didn't care for him, and he couldn't force her feelings.

No one dared to advise him so directly. They only hinted, for Mo Yao was a smart person who wouldn't fail to understand.

Do they think he doesn't understand this Love can't be forced. He didn't force it, he loves Xiaobai, that's his business, and he doesn't force Xiaobai to like him either. He just does what he thinks is right, doting on the person he wants to dote on. He doesn't feel like he's at a loss or foolish, he just likes it this way, who can say anything They all think love is like a tap, you turn it on when you want and off when you want, how easy is that

Mo Yao closed his computer. The wound hadn't fully healed, and it ached faintly. He didn't know where the pain came from; was it heartache or the physical pain of the wound Was it the heartache that tugged at the wound, or the wound that pulled at his heart All he knew was that it hurt. The feeling of pain was familiar to him, yet this kind of pain was unbearable. Mo Yao frowned slightly and lay down quietly, reaching out to extinguish the bedside lamp.

In the darkness, human senses become even more acute. Mo Xiaobai felt as if he were wrapped in a hot blanket, surrounded by a natural heat source. A constant, intense heat radiated beside him, threatening to burn his skin. He had an overwhelming urge to escape. He couldn't stop thinking, did Mo Yao know about his strange behavior just now Even if he knew what he was doing, would he think about why he was acting this way

Mo Xiaobai chuckled wryly, the leader probably hadn't expected this, because the leader...

It was deathly quiet all around, so silent that only the beating of their own hearts could be heard. Mo Xiaobai suddenly felt a sense of unease. He wanted to ask Mo Yao if it had all been worth it over the years. He'd asked Ji Bing if it had been worth it, but he'd never dared to ask his elder brother directly. Mo Xiaobai didn't want to admit it, but at this moment, he felt weak and afraid to face this question. His elder brother must have thought it was all worth it, but he didn't.

It wasted over a decade of precious time.

Boss, does he really love me Does he really love me If it's not true love, how could he persist for so long But because of love, he persists for so long, isn't he tired This is a love that goes unanswered.

Mo Xiaobai realized that he had never seriously thought about the issues between him and his boss. He had never let go of his knot and had a good, honest conversation with his boss about the awkwardness that existed between them.

He is dodging.

This is the behavior of a coward, and he knows it himself.

The boss is actually really good, he’s got no complaints about his looks, his personality, or his abilities. He's perfect in every way. Mo Yao can't find a single flaw that belongs to a man on him.

He had everything a man could desire.

Why is the boss so unhappy It's all because of him.

The boss is like a bamboo stalk, vying for sunlight and dew but never showing off. He has principles, and he once had a vague thought: if the boss were a woman with such looks and temper, he would pursue her relentlessly and cherish her for life, holding her in his palm.

It's a pity, the boss is the boss, he's his own brother.

He awkwardly dismissed this damn thought, and from then on, he walked down the road of avoiding his boss, becoming more and more adept at it, darker and darker. To this day, he has a tinge of bitterness, feeling that the once-embarrassed boy died in this very embarrassment, dying helplessly and cluelessly.

Mo Yao felt the tension radiating from Mo Xiaobai, but he didn't know how to speak. Ye Fei Mo's words echoed in his mind, and he smiled bitterly. He finally felt that thinking about it only made him more self-deprecating, so he stopped delving deeper.

In the darkness, Mo Xiaobai’s voice was so soft it could barely be heard. He called out to him, “Boss… are you asleep”

"Anything"

Mo Xiaobai shook his head and said, "It's nothing, I can't sleep."

Mo Yao didn't speak, and Mo Xiaobai fell silent too. He didn't know how long it took, but Mo Xiaobai heard Mo Yao's even breathing and fell asleep. The eldest brother's wound hadn't fully healed, and his body was easily tired. Recently, he had been going to bed early.

Under the hazy light, Mo Xiaobai had an illusion that no matter how he looked at it, the boss was truly… beautiful.

……

The next day, Mo Xiaobai accompanied the eldest to the hospital for a follow-up check-up. The wound had officially healed and was being changed. In less than a week, the wound would be completely healed. On the way back from the hospital, Mo Yao kept thinking that maybe it was time for him to leave.

His wounds were almost healed, and he had no reason to stay in Washington any longer, nor to remain at Mo Xiaobai's house. He had to leave.

Sometimes, life likes to play tricks on you.

Mo Xiaobai likes to drive fast, and relying on his good driving skills, he likes to listen to rock music while driving fast. Mo Yao has told him many times, but he thinks it's not a big deal. He believes the probability of him getting into a car accident is as low as Mars hitting Earth. His driving skills are excellent, and even in winding traffic, he can drive in an S-shape faster than others by a few points. Washington's traffic at this time is also peak hours. Coincidentally, the two got into a car accident. A sports car rushed out from the one-way road, driving at high speed and running a red light. It tragically collided with a truck. Both vehicles were traveling at high speeds. The small car hit the big car. This sports car made a loud noise on the ground and spun wildly before hitting Mo Xiaobai's sports car. Mo Xiaobai slammed on the brakes urgently. Due to his fast driving speed, this sudden braking caused the sports car behind him to rear-end his car and crash into the safety island. His own car spun in place, and several surrounding cars were also hit at the same time. Two cars hit the side of the sports car, and one dangerously brushed past his car's body. As a result of Mo Xiaobai's sudden braking, Mo Yao hit the dashboard, his chest was violently struck, and he stumbled back and forth several times due to the impact. Mo Xiaobai also hit the steering wheel, causing him to feel dizzy. When Mo Xiaobai came to his senses, the scene of the car accident had already become chaotic. The elder brother covered his chest, sweat dripping profusely...

The wound cracked open magnificently once more...

Mo Xiaobai also had a bump on his head, almost cursing. Seeing Mo Yao's posture, he was even more frightened and broke out in a cold sweat. The boss's wound hadn't healed yet, and it cracked open again in a magnificent way. It had been so long since they healed, the wound that was finally about to heal, and now it was a tragedy again. He was anxious and heartbroken, wishing he could shoot the perpetrator. He hurriedly asked the boss how he was doing. The boss opened his eyes and glared at him hatefully.

Mo Xiaobai was extremely distressed and afraid of angering the big boss. He frantically wagged his tail, looking innocent and pitiful, a picture of a trustworthy young man's expression, just short of shedding tears to express his mistake, or letting out a sob and bursting into tears.uld a good person like him be tortured like this 。"Brother…" Xiaobai called out to him, tears wetting Mo Yuan's clothes. 。Mo Yao silently held him, Feng shed tears and looked away, unable to bear to l...