Weird Brothers
Although Su Musong didn't know what exactly happened, he knew there was something exciting going on, so he pulled Xiao Luochen towards the crowd. Although Xiao Luochen didn't want to join in the fun, he had no choice but to follow Su Musong because he held his hand tightly.
Su Musong struggled to squeeze into the center of the crowd, only to see a tall, straight-limbed young man in white, a jade crown and a wide belt, surrounded by the crowd, blocking his way. The young man had long eyebrows that reached his temples, a pair of phoenix eyes that sparkled and contained waves, and a fair face that only set off the beauty of his red lips.
Su Musong just thought that there was some big event. Although this young man was quite handsome, it was nothing new to Su Musong, and he felt disappointed.
"Let's go, it turns out he's just a fairly good-looking guy."
Xiao Luochen was very attentive and observant, but he noticed something was wrong.
"Mu Song, I think that young man seems to be in some trouble. Look, he clearly wants to break free, but he seems unable to take a step. Should we go help him?"
"Let's first find out who they are. If these people are surrounding him to collect debts, we won't care."
"Do these people look like they're collecting debts?"
Su Musong looked around. The eyes of these fanatical people looking at Mr. Mo Xue were full of envy, admiration, love, pity, desire, but no hatred. Finally, he came to the conclusion
"Yes, unless he owes a debt of love."
But it is not easy to help him stand out from the crowd.
As the two were thinking of a plan, they saw the human wall opposite them split from the outside to the inside, and the crowd that had been pushing forward first moved to the sides, making way.
A group of maids with swords walked through the cleared path first, standing on both sides and blocking the crowd. Then came a group of maids with lanterns, and then a four-person sedan chair was carried in front of Master Mo Xue. The young woman who had been pulling Mo Xue's sleeve hurriedly let go and retreated back into the crowd, as if she was avoiding something.
The sedan chair landed, and the maid opened the curtain. A young man of fifteen or sixteen years old in black clothes walked out. He was the same height as Young Master Mo Xue. When he saw Young Master Mo Xue, he seemed to have suffered a great injustice. Tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, making his already lovable and pretty face look even more pitiful.
"Brother, why did you leave Shuo'er and come out to play by yourself?"
Master Mo Xue looked at the young man in black without responding. He had no intention of explaining, nor did he make any move to comfort his tearful brother. He looked very indifferent.
"You're such a loser! You're already grown up, but why are you still running around like a little brat, chasing after your brother?"
Seeing this scene, Su Musong couldn't help but think of Su Mubai. Mubai had never stuck to him since he entered school. He felt a little lost, but fortunately he still had two little ones at home.
"Don't you think these two brothers are a little strange?"
As the youngest of six older brothers in the family, Xiao Luochen felt that the atmosphere between the brothers in front of him did not seem like that of ordinary brothers, but he could not quite put his finger on what was wrong.
"Brother, you must be tired. I've brought a sedan chair to pick you up. Let's go back."
The young man in black didn't wait for Mo Xue to answer. He took his hand and led him into the sedan chair as if no one was around. Although Mo Xue looked cold, he didn't resist.
Halfway through the journey, the young man suddenly remembered something and drew the maid's sword, cutting off one of Mo Xue's sleeves and slicing it into pieces. Mo Xue's entire left arm from the shoulder was exposed. The young man seemed to feel that this was not appropriate and took off his cloak to wrap Mo Xue up.
Su Musong and Xiao Luochen were completely bewildered, unsure of the black-clad youth's motivation. Mo Xue's reaction was even more baffling. The youth had played such a trick on him in public, yet Mo Xue didn't seem angry. He was like a cold bystander, his emotions completely neutral, as if the youth hadn't cut his sleeve.
After the young man in black did all this, he smiled sweetly at Mo Xue, as happy as a child who finally got some candy. Although it was very nice, Xiao Luochen felt that it seemed a bit weird, and felt a little creepy in his heart.
Mo Xue said nothing from beginning to end, and let the young man in black lead her to the sedan chair with an indifferent expression. When she was getting into the sedan chair, her foot stopped and she seemed to have tripped. If the young man in black had not hugged her in time, she would have fallen in public.
"Don't be afraid, brother. Shuo'er will protect you."
The young man in black lifted the curtain of the sedan chair with one hand, supported Mo Xue with the other, and entered the sedan chair.
The sedan chair drove away and the crowd dispersed, and Su Musong just felt bored.
"Who doesn't have a brother? Why do you treasure him so much?"
Hearing Su Musong's words, a string in Xiao Luochen's mind suddenly plucked, and he suddenly understood something.
"Musong, I know what's weird about these two brothers!"
"where?"
"It's possessiveness. That young man in black never took his eyes off Master Mo Xue from the moment he emerged from the sedan chair. That's why he reacted immediately when Master Mo Xue tripped. He cut Master Mo Xue's sleeve, not because it was dirty, but because it had been pulled by someone else."
"Now that you put it that way, it seems to be true. Then... this young man in black is too stingy. He won't let anyone touch his brother. So, when he gets married in the future, will he still prevent him from entering the bridal chamber?"
"What if he never intended for his brother to get married? This is Yuelong..."
"You mean... this is too..." After Xiao Luochen's reminder, Su Musong immediately realized that the black-clothed boy's feelings for Mo Xue were not brotherly at all. Just because he understood didn't mean he accepted it. Although this was Yuelong, it was not uncommon for men to be together, but these two were brothers! Su Musong still felt shocked and became curious about the brothers.
As soon as he returned to the guesthouse, Su Musong couldn't wait to call the manager to inquire about the news.
"There's a Mr. Mo Xue. Do you know who he is?"
"My lord, are you also attracted to Master Mo Xue?"
Yuelong is worthy of being Yuelong. The manager asked seriously, but Su Musong just waved his hands.
"No, no, no, I just happened to see him on the street. Seeing so many people surrounding him, I was a little curious."
"Young Master Mo Xue is the most popular actor at the Yunlei Theater and has many admirers in Yuelong. However, he usually stays at home and rarely appears outside the theater. Young Master is very lucky to meet him on the street."
"So his brother is also in that theater?"
"Young Master, are you talking about the young man in black who often follows Young Master Mo Xue?"
"Exactly. I heard him call Mr. Mo Xue brother."
"You've asked the right person, sir. Everyone thinks that boy is Master Mo Xue's younger brother, but that's not the case. When Master Mo Xue first arrived in Zhang City, he was still unknown. He lived in the guesthouse at the south gate of the city under my jurisdiction. He was alone then, and didn't have any younger brothers. He picked up the boy in black one day, and not long after that, Master Mo Xue left the guesthouse with the child he found. The next time I saw him was at the theater."
"I see."
After knowing that the two were not related by blood, Su Musong inexplicably felt a little relieved.
"Then how did this Mr. Mo Xue become an actor?"
Seeing that Su Musong was very interested and wanted to ask more questions, Xiao Luochen felt sorry for Butler Li who had been busy all day and still had to deal with Su Musong with sleepy eyes, so he couldn't help but stop him from asking further questions.
"Alright, my dear Master Su, look at the time. Stop asking questions and go to bed. Don't you have to attend the Wenyuan gathering tomorrow? If you doze off in the ring and lose miserably, don't cry in front of me."
Su Musong glanced at the clepsydra and saw that it was already midnight, so he quickly stopped talking.
"Luo Chen, go and get some rest. I want to see you amaze everyone with your skills and debate with the scholars tomorrow."
Su Musong doesn't care whether he can win the competition, but Xiao Luochen must stand out tomorrow.
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