Rebirth of the Little Mute

On weekend mornings, Mu Xiaoke got up very early, and the order he took before was not finished yet, so he casually made a glass of milk and drank it as breakfast.

In the living room is his workbench, with various toolboxes neatly placed on it, as well as notes and materials left by his mother.

Luo Jiaming's friend bought a hairpin. It is said that he is going to wear Hanfu to the comic exhibition next weekend, and he is missing the accessories on his head.

Mu Xiaoke is not very proficient in making hairpins, and he is not satisfied with making a few hairpins. Looking at the photos of Hanfu sent by the girl, this Ming-made skirt in red and black is very dignified, and the newly bought materials on hand hardly have a color that can suppress the color of the clothes.

After thinking for a long time, he opened the material box left by his mother. This box was like a treasure chest when he was a child, but looking at it now, it is even worse, it can be regarded as a small art display box.

The hairpins made in the Ming Dynasty were carefully arranged in a row, and he put them under the lamp to observe them one by one. Among them, the most eye-catching is a pair of antique golden phoenix hairpins. The golden phoenix on this pair of golden phoenix hairpins is lifelike, ready to fly, the shape of the tail feathers looks similar but not exactly the same, and the body of the hairpin is also meandering and serpentine. Disorganized, but the actual lines are smooth and dignified.

The pair of golden hairpins were made by his mother herself. He still remembered that his mother hadn't left the studio for nearly a month in order to make the most perfect model of the golden phoenix.

He pondered for a moment, and began to make his own hairpin.

After an unknown amount of time, his cell phone rang suddenly, and his hands trembled in shock. The tip of the hot melt gun got on his fingertips, and he gasped for breath due to the burn and pain.

But the phone was still ringing persistently, so he could only put away his tools to answer the call.

The video call was turned on, it was his older brother Mu Kai.

"I sent you more than a dozen messages, why didn't you reply to any of them? Where are you, are you at home, I'll find you."

Mu Xiaoke put the phone on the phone holder and began to sign language, "I was busy, so I didn't notice." However, Mu Xiaoke didn't show much apology on his face, which was clearly seen by Mu Kai on the opposite side.

Mu Xiaoke didn't hide his cold face, "Do you have anything else to do? I'm going to get busy."

"Wait, Mu Xiaoke!"

"What on earth do you want to do? Since the summer vacation, you have been treating me so lukewarmly, is it because of Fu Jiayun?"

Mu Xiaoke shook his head decisively, "You misunderstood, it has nothing to do with others."

"That has something to do with me, because Fu Jiayun and Rong Yanzhe both gave me cakes that day, but you know, I can give it to you, I don't care about them, I care about you, you are my brother , we are brothers, we should not be strangers because of outsiders, brother..."

What Mu Kai said was nonsensical, at least on Mu Xiaoke's side, it was very nonsensical, what kind of cake, what kind of outsider, what kind of brother, did he suddenly put the hat of emphasizing **** over friends on his head? Going around and going back to the day when he was just reborn, Mu Kai said that he had a falling out with his family and even ran away from home because of a cake?

"I don't care about them, and I don't care about the cake. Brother, you misunderstood me. I just want to be alone. I don't like excitement."

"You're talking nonsense. How could you not like excitement? Back then, you were almost lost in order to watch the fireworks with us. I found you all night. Have you forgotten?"

Mu Xiaoke really wanted to roll his eyes, he really wanted to say that he really forgot about these things, because later on, his brain was not working well, and almost all he could remember was how they tortured him, about Their memory is that he himself cried in pain.

It turned out that Mu Kai still cared about him...

But so what, he didn't want to remember those good things, he didn't want to soften his heart, and he didn't want to throw himself into the fire pit again. Mu Xiaoke pondered for a moment, then gestured to Mu Kai: "I hate them."

Mu Kai couldn't believe his eyes, and even wondered if he had forgotten the meaning of sign language because he didn't use sign language very much in the past two years. Mu Xiaoke hated them, what did he hate, did he hate Rong Yanzhe and Fu Jiayun? !

"What nonsense are you talking about, did you forget who you were filling out for in high school?"

"Jiayun won't want to see you say that, Xiao Ke, what's wrong with you?"

"I don't know." Mu Xiaoke turned cold, "I just want to study hard now so that I can find a job to support myself in the future."

"What job are you looking for!" Mu Kai scolded him angrily, "Can't I support you? Does daddy care about your life?"

Yes, you all don't care about my life, you only care about your own life, I didn't get any help from you until I died, you let me die alone in Rong's house, I dare not forget.

"Dad raised me for so many years, I am very grateful."

Mu Xiaoke lowered his head and hung up the phone.

As Mu Kai watched the phone screen go black, he felt uneasy, especially with Fu Jiayun beside him.

Mu Kai saw that Fu Jiayun's face was dark, an expression he had never seen on Fu Jiayun's face.

"What did Xiao Ke say...he hates me?"

Mu Kai was speechless, "He...he is just a child who loses his temper. He likes to pester you since he was a child. Did you forget that he chased you and said that he wanted to go to the same school as him before the high school entrance examination."

Fu Jiayun clenched his fists, "Is he blaming me for beating him up before? I... I didn't mean it. He's obviously not angry anymore."

"I'll go find him."

Mu Kai hurriedly grabbed him, "Don't go, he might still be throwing a tantrum, let him be quiet, we... we'll wait for him, and go find him next week, he won't have an overnight feud with us."