The soft sofa sank a little with Lin Mo's weight.

Lin Xiaozhou shrank his neck, and his curly hair exploded.

He was quite afraid of his big brother, who was even more difficult to deal with than the big boss in the game. Every time he was alone with his eldest brother, he felt that he was the weak, pitiful and helpless Xia Yuhe, and that the eldest brother was bullying him, the terrifying mama Rong.

"I-I'm fine, but I suddenly miss the air in the American countryside, so I came back to breathe the air." Lin Xiaozhou stammered and defended.

Lin Mo smiled: "Really."

Plain and light words, ice cubes seemed to stick to Lin Xiaozhou's heart.

Lin Xiaozhou froze, his little face pulled out a smile: "Yeah." After saying that, Lin Xiaozhou stood up and poured a cappuccino for the eldest brother.

Since childhood, Lin Xiaozhou was afraid of his elder brother.

His eldest brother is a squinting monster, always with a smile that is not a smile, even if he doesn't smile, with a hidden knife in his smile. When he grew up, Lin Mo's industry was also very mysterious. Lin Xiaozhou did not dare to intervene, but he knew that there would never be a shortage of blood and tears around his eldest brother.

Now the eldest brother seems to speak calmly, but in fact every word reveals "tell the truth".

But Lin Xiaozhou didn't dare to tell the truth.

"Brother, if you are busy, you can go first, and I can take care of myself by myself." Lin Xiaozhou was restless, hoping that this great Buddha would go to save all sentient beings quickly and let his poor brother go.

Lin Mo glanced at him lightly: "To be honest."

Lin Xiaozhou sat up straight, and the words in his mouth directly revealed the truth without going through his head: "I, me, me and my brother have a little conflict, I. I will come back and hide. Brother, you have worked hard all the way, have a drink Cappuccino."

Lin Mo's sharp fingertips clasped the surface of the sofa lightly, and he seemed to be thinking: "Your brother - could it be the old Zhao you often mentioned."

Lin Mo and Lin Xiaozhou spoke very few times.

Every time we call, Lin Xiaozhou will mention Lao Zhao.

Lin Mo secretly checked Zhao Yan's information, a young, promising, taciturn man with perfect morals, no different from the characters described in the original abuse.

"That's right, that's Lao Zhao." Lin Xiaozhou covered his face, his hair was drooping, and he couldn't see anyone in shame.

Lao Zhao has always been Lin Xiaozhou's brother!

Lin Xiaozhou really treats him as a brother!

Back then, Lin Xiaozhou, hiding from his parents and brother, sneaked back to China and wandered in Kyoto alone. The first friend to make friends with was Zhao Yan. Zhao Yan is smart, wise, and doesn't dislike his talkativeness. The friendship between the two has lasted for a long time.

Lin Xiaozhou was framed by the live broadcast platform before, and the rental house was destroyed. It was also Zhao Yan who selflessly provided a room for Lin Xiaozhou to live in.

Can.

But Lin Xiaozhou didn't expect such a regrettable thing to happen after the two were drunk.

"What happened between you and Lao Zhao?" Lin Mo asked, without touching the cappuccino on the table.

Lin Xiaozhou drooped his head, like a devastated poor little mushroom: "Nothing happened either."

Lin Mo: "Huh?"

Lin Xiaozhou covered his face with his claws and buried himself deep in the sofa: "I had a drink with Lao Zhao on my first birthday, I always regarded Lao Zhao as my confidant, my friend, but I really didn't. thought this would happen"

The past is unbearable to look back on, and now I only regret it.

Lin Xiaozhou's voice was desperate: "I, I put Lao Zhao to sleep."

uncle:? ? ? ?

Lin Xiaozhou: (*)

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