Chu Mu felt that what Ajie said was a bit strange.
"Xiao Bing is not my private property," Chu Mu took the initiative to move aside, "why don't you just talk to him directly?"
Xiao Bing's eyes dimmed slightly, and the hand hanging by his side quietly clenched into a fist.
"Then—Xiao Bing, come with me." Ajie showed his usual gentle smile, "I have something I want to ask you."
After entering the room and closing the door, Ajie's smile instantly turned sinister and vicious: "It's useless for you to hold the Buddhist beads bracelet, give it to me."
"It's all about the bracelet." Xiao Bing dropped his disguise, a rare ferocity appearing between his brows. "Why should I give it to you?"
"You will only be a passer-by in Chu Mu's life. At most, you can only leave a vague outline in his memory," 001 said with an arrogant smile, "but I will accompany him for a long, long time. Do you know how long this long time is? Oh, you will never be able to imagine it."
Xiao Bing looked at him silently. At a certain moment, the expressions of the two people were surprisingly similar.
"I once thought this world was extremely boring, and that fate had me hiding in the deserted wilderness."
Xiao Bing explained calmly.
"But this is not my only path. I can either survive or fight. It all depends on my decision.
You said I was just a passer-by in Chu Mu's life. Fine, if I can't keep him, I can choose to go with him... Only losers would insist on leaving traces in the other person's memory, but I'm different. What I want is for him to only see me when he opens his eyes."
001 pursed his lips and slowly released a nervous smile: "Okay, then I wish you success - but are you sure you want to keep the Buddhist beads?"
Xiao Bing touched the box containing the Buddhist beads in his pocket through his clothes and said, "Of course."
001 stopped talking and turned away.
The moment he turned around, that well-behaved and gentle face was once again covered with hostility.
——Fan Ji, ah Fan Ji, even if it is just a spiritual clone of yours, it is still so annoying!
It seems that we need to speed up our actions.
…
After lunch, Xiao Bing drove the five little kids back to the Xiao family.
Chu Mu also followed along.
As soon as the car drove into the Xiao family's yard, the servant ran to inform Qiao Qiao who was "recuperating" at home.
"You're back?" Qiao Qiao frowned. "Have you informed Mr.
"No," the servant nodded and bowed, "Didn't I come to ask for your permission first?"
"Tell Xiao Ting," Qiao Qiao stood up and straightened his clothes. "I'll go meet him first."
When Qiao Qiao came to the living room with a weak and graceful look, Chu Mu and his group happened to arrive as well.
"Chu Chu, are you really not coming back to live here?" Xiao Wu sat on his suitcase, dragging Chu Mu's hand and acting coquettishly, "Come back, ignore your stinky dad, and let my bed be yours!"
"Your bed is pink, Chuchu won't sleep on it!" Xiao Zemin was sometimes like a smaller version of Xiao Ting, both very self-righteous. "Come to my room, it has a super comfortable big bed."
"Don't chase me away, Big Pot!" Xiao Wu said angrily.
"You're not shy!"
Seeing the two siblings fighting again, the little fourth child sighed helplessly, stuck to Chu Mu, hugged his legs, and rested his head on his crotch.
"Uncle Chuchu, don't be angry, my brother and Xiaowu were just joking."
Chu Mu picked up the little boy and rubbed his soft and cute cheek twice: "You are the best."
Little Sizi held Chu Mu's face and leaned forward without leaving any trace: "Uncle Chuchu, I can't bear to leave you either."
Xiao Bing glanced at Xiao Sizi, who had successfully rubbed his saliva on Chu Mu's face, and suddenly felt that this boy might also be a king who needed to be wary of.
"Cough cough cough."
A series of artificial coughs interrupted the lively atmosphere here, and the two adults and five children looked over together.
Qiao Qiao's figure swayed twice: "Ze Min, Cheng Cen... Bing Na, you are back."
Qiao Qiao called out each child's name accurately.
The five kids liked him very much before, and even though they also like Chu Mu now, they still feel close to Qiao Qiao, their ideal "mommy".
"Uncle Qiao," Xiao Zemin was the first to greet him, "Why are you in my house?"
Qiao Qiao's face froze.
In the past, when he came to the Xiao family, these children were all happy to play with him, and never asked him why he came.
"I'm injured," Qiao Qiao pointed to his leg in a cast, "Brother Ting asked me to come live with him so he can take care of me."
Qiao Qiao said this while looking at Chu Mu attentively.
What he said just now sounded like he was stating the facts, but in fact, every word revealed a sense of boasting.
If it were the Chu Mu from before, he would probably have been so angry that he would have been breathing more than breathing in.
But now Chu Mu, with her extremely beautiful face, only gave him a little glance from the corner of her eyes as if giving alms.
No heartbreak, no anger.
It seems like he is just a passerby waiting to watch the farce.
Qiao Qiao couldn't help but reveal resentment in his eyes.
Xiao Zemin, who had been watching him, was startled by the expression on his face.
"Joe—"
Qiao Qiao came back to his senses, his facial muscles twitching twice before he forced a smile again: "Zemin, didn't you always call me Brother Qiao before? Why did you suddenly change to calling me Uncle?"
Xiao Zemin stared at Qiao Qiao for a long time before answering carefully, "I'm going to marry Chuchu in the future. If I still call you brother, there will be a generation gap."
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