The steel straight man reborn never bends

"The kid from Ji's family is here too..." A middle-aged male voice with obvious drunkenness cut in.

Mo Nanfei's face, which had been flushed just now, turned pale in an instant, and he stood stiffly on the spot with his neck stuck, not even daring to turn his head.

Ji Mingxi, who was named, frowned, turned around and faced Mo Guodong, with slightly wrong footsteps, and faintly blocked Mo Nanfei behind him.

"Uncle Mo." There was only a minimum of politeness in the tone, there was no respect for elders at all, and there was no sense of intimacy due to familiarity.

Mo Guodong didn't seem to feel Ji Mingxi's indifferent to almost icy attitude at all. He unsteadily opened his legs, staggered across the yard, and walked crookedly towards Mo Nanfei.

Ji Mingxi put his hands behind his back and groped to hold Mo Nanfei's wrist, his hands were cold.

Feeling the warmth from Ji Mingxi's palm, Mo Nanfei's face regained some blood, but he still didn't have the courage to face his father.

Mo Guodong when he was sober was enough to make Mo Nanfei terrified. Mo Guodong when he was drunk, Mo Nanfei just wanted to escape as far away as possible, and he didn't even have the slightest chance of getting lucky.

If it wasn't for the presence of Ji Mingxi, he would have been unable to stand still, and would have just squatted on the ground, waiting desperately for the storm to come.

Yes... Ji Mingxi is still here!

Responding to this fact, Mo Nanfei's heart, which was completely eroded by the black cloud, opened a gap, and a faint light flickered.

Some fears have already penetrated deep into the bones and blood, and have become imprints on the soul. Even if they live a new life, they are still like tarsal gangrene, which cannot be gouged out.

Mo Guodong was like this to him.

He didn't have the courage to fight against Mo Guodong, but at least he couldn't implicate Ji Mingxi.

He broke away from Ji Mingxi's hand, turned around, and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Hurry up and go."

However, Ji Mingxi didn't move at all, still protecting him.

Mo Nanfei smelled more and more alcohol, and his anxiety gradually overwhelmed his fear.

Mo Guodong had already come to the front, tilted his head, passed Ji Mingxi, looked at Mo Nanfei, and said incoherently: "Today's moon is too big, and the plane will hit it when it takes off, so Dad will come back to accompany you for the festival, Mid-Autumn Festival , it’s Mid-Autumn Festival, isn’t it?”

After listening to Mo Guodong's confusing logical explanation, Mo Nanfei didn't know whether the flight was cancelled, or Mo Guodong's position as captain was cancelled. If it was the latter...he didn't dare to think about it.

Seeing that Mo Nanfei didn't open his mouth for a long time, Mo Guodong's face darkened: "Dad is asking you something, why didn't you answer?"

Ji Mingxi continued: "Uncle Mo, you drank too much, it's windy outside, be careful and you'll get a headache later."

Mo Guodong ignored Ji Mingxi, his eyes were red, and he said harshly to Mo Nanfei: "Are you hoping every day that something happens to my plane so that you can go underground to accompany your mother?"

Mo Nanfei shook his head mechanically.

Ji Mingxi moved aside, completely blocking Mo Nanfei, and looked at Mo Guodong with undisguised hostility.

Mo Nanfei suddenly made a wrong step, switched positions with Ji Mingxi, and quickly raised his arm to stop Ji Mingxi.

He can't learn how to protect himself, but he must protect Ji Mingxi well.

"Dad, let's go back to the house and talk about it." Despite trying to suppress it, the ending sound was still a little trembling.

Mo Guodong looked serious: "Do you still know that I am your father? Then you should smile for me, showing your pair of little canine teeth, smile, smile for me!"

Just as Mo Nanfei was about to twitch his mouth, a punch whizzed past his ear, hitting Mo Guodong directly in the face.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Ji Mingxi and Mo Guodong started fighting.

Mo Nanfei had never seen Ji Mingxi like this before, without leisurely, calm, and in the most direct way, showing the most primitive wildness, waving his fists silently, using all his strength in each punch.

But the opponent was an irritated drunk, and he was also a captain who usually paid attention to physical training, so naturally he would not let Ji Mingxi beat him violently without fighting back.

Seeing that Mo Guodong's iron fist was about to hit Ji Mingxi's face, Mo Nanfei finally woke up from his daze, flustered, driven by instinct, picked up the barbecue tongs at hand, rushed forward, Hit Mo Guodong on the forehead.

Time seemed to stand still.

The wind broke free from the shackles of time and blew by itself.

Looking at the blood flowing down Mo Guodong's cheeks, Mo Nanfei felt a bone-chilling chill, standing motionless like a puppet.

Ji Mingxi loosened Mo Guodong's collar, took the barbecue tong from Mo Nanfei's hand, and held it firmly in his hand.

"Don't be afraid." He looked at him with calm and calm eyes, "You call an ambulance first now."

Mo Nanfei obeyed obediently.

"You've done a good job." Ji Mingxi touched Mo Nanfei's sweat-soaked forehead reassuringly, "When someone comes later, don't ask you anything. Remember, what happened here Everything about it has nothing to do with you, it's all left to me to handle."

Mo Nanfei looked at the calm expression on Ji Ming's face, and a flash of determination suddenly flashed in his lifeless eyes.

"Ji Mingxi," in an unprecedented calm tone, "come with me."

After Ji Mingxi was silent for a while, a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he replied softly, "Okay."

The place Mo Nanfei brought Ji Mingxi to was an old house in the old town.

The residents in this area have basically moved out, leaving the ground empty and silent. Walking in it is even quieter than the night.

The door lock had long been rotten, and Mo Nanfei pushed it open with a little force.

"This is our family's former house, we lived here almost ten years ago." Mo Nanfei explained briefly, so that Ji Mingxi would not think that he brought him here to break into a private house, although it was nothing at the moment.

He just wanted to open his mouth to say something, to break the silence all the way.

Ji Mingxi looked around, the mottled and peeling walls, the cracked floor tiles, and the sofa with exposed springs all showed the decay of the years.

"I've been talking about demolition, but there's been no movement until now. It's probably because the land is too big and the location is too good. It's a bit difficult for the developer to sell it all at once." Mo Nanfei continued talking.

Ji Mingxi walked to the TV cabinet, bowed down, and looked at an old photo embedded in a wooden photo frame.

In the photo, a beautiful and lovely young woman is tenderly embracing a four or five-year-old boy. Both of them have the same bright smiles on their faces, showing the exact same pair of canine teeth.

He stretched out his index finger, and gently touched the young Mo Nanfei's chubby cheek.

Looking at Ji Mingxi's actions, Mo Nanfei suddenly felt his cheeks itch.

"Auntie is very beautiful." Ji Mingxi said softly, "You two look alike."

This had to be changed in normal times, if someone said "beautiful" out of the corner, Mo Nanfei would definitely refute it sharply.How can an old man use such an adjective?Although he often laments Ji Mingxi in his heart...

But today, at this moment, he just touched his nose in embarrassment, and said: "People who have met my mother say so, it may be because of the tiger teeth, when they smile, they look a bit similar."

Ji Mingxi straightened up, looked at Mo Nanfei, and said in a natural tone, "I want to see her too."

Mo Nanfei avoided Ji Mingxi's gaze with a strange temperature, and said in a low voice: "Because of my dad's job, he doesn't allow my mom to take the flight with him, because in this way I won't lose the money at the same time overnight." Parents, become a helpless orphan. So when the plane crash came, I just lost my mother and became a child of a single parent family."

It's not very sad, and it's not very painful. It's like talking about a trivial old event. It has been polished by time for too long, and it has been unable to set off emotional waves. There is only a trace of aftermath still rippling slightly.

Ji Mingxi looked at Mo Nanfei, and said calmly: "The home you want will definitely be there, but it's just a matter of time. Problems that time can solve are not problems."

Mo Nanfei laughed: "Shouldn't it be 'money'? Why did you get called 'time'?"

Ji Mingxi shook his head: "Time can teach people to let go of problems that money can't solve, but some people and some things, no matter how much time has passed, even if it has reached the end of time, they still cannot let go."

After listening to these cloudy and misty words, a bright light flashed in Mo Nanfei's mind miraculously.

He suddenly had a bold guess, but right now his mind was too messed up and he didn't have the energy to think about it.

In a house that has not been lived in for ten years, it is a blessing that Simmons on the bed is not rotten.

Mo Nanfei held his nose and opened the closet, and found a few sheets that he couldn't bear to look at directly. Half of them covered Simmons with suspicious holes, and half of them were used as quilts to slightly wrap their stomachs.

Let's make do with the current night first, and think about tomorrow's affairs after waking up tomorrow.

Seeing Ji Mingxi standing by the bed and not moving, Mo Nanfei took the lead to lay down on the bed, yawned and comforted him, "This is the only way to go, bear with it."

Ji Mingxi still didn't move.

"Sleep in bed with me, do you mind?"

Mo Nanfei turned over and replied sleepily: "I've taken the bath together, so don't mind if there's anything to worry about."

Only then did Ji Mingxi lie down, and there was a gap of one person's width between him and Mo Nanfei.

Mo Nanfei faced the moonlight, his eyes were clear, and he was not tired at all.

It wasn't that he didn't really mind, he was just too tired to even have the strength to be awkward.

And, he wished to have him by his side.

Although he never mentioned what happened in the yard, and Ji Mingxi accompanied him tacitly to pretend nothing happened, the blood was real, and Mo Guodong's body on the ground was real. The discarded grill tongs are also true.

But what really made him unable to sleep peacefully was the thought that if Mo Guodong was safe and sound...

He discovered that in the most secret corner of his heart, he even hoped that his father could completely disappear from his life.

What a cruel and terrible thought.

He couldn't help shaking.

A strong arm wrapped around his waist, and a familiar breath enveloped him from behind.

"I'm here," Ji Mingxi whispered, "Go to sleep."

Mo Nanfei closed his eyes.

The embrace was too warm, and he couldn't bear to push it away.

so be it.