Ch141 - There’s no relationship between us (2/2)
“We?” Mu Sichao looked around in surprise and found where the dining room was. He then saw Wen Ruoyi coming out, looking very casual as he began to coax his younger brother, “Baby, your congee is going to get cold. Go and eat it first.”
Xue Ling picked up a bag of snacks and threw it his way. “Don’t call me baby, I’m not a three-year-old!”
“… Ruoyi…” Mu Sichao felt as though he couldn’t quite catch up. He paused for a few seconds before wondering out loud, “Why are you here?” He only remembered after he finished speaking that after digesting the information from yesterday, he seemed to have forgotten that… his good friend seemed to be in a relationship… with his younger brother?
“I came over to make him breakfast.” In fact, he had not been to Xue Ling’s apartment often in the past, but Wen Ruoyi acted as though he could not possibly be any more familiar with the place as if he were the second master of this place. “He likes to sleep in in the morning, and if nobody wakes him up, he’ll sleep until noon. It’s bad for his stomach to eat breakfast for lunch.”
Xue Ling rolled his eyes. This was indeed his habit – in any world, as long as he was idle, he would use the time to sleep. Although it was not sleep in the normal sense of the word and he was in fact cultivating… But for the man to be able to guess his habits even without his memories…
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Tsk. How should he describe this kind of dissatisfied yet happy mood?
System: “…” They were really showing off their love. It was so flashy and yet its host still insisted on breaking up. Who would believe them if they said they weren’t passionate about each other?
“… Elder brother, ignore him. He secretly went and made another key. I was just about to call the police and report him for breaking into my house after finishing breakfast.” Xue Ling pulled Mu Sichao forward, bypassing Wen Ruoyi and pushing him into a chair. “Elder brother, have some steamed buns.”
Mu Sichao felt a little awkward, but the other two people didn’t seem to be embarrassed at all. Their interactions were inexplicably harmonious, and Mu Sichao had a feeling that he had just been flashed with their intimacy. “Ruoyi, when did you get together with Simu?”
“It’s been a while.” Wen Ruoyi was staring at Xue Ling and waiting for him to drink the congee that was at just the right temperature. He casually answered Mu Sichao, “We started dating while you were busy being twisted up about your relationship with that little boy.”
“Then why didn’t you tell me…” Mu Sichao frowned. “If you had told me earlier… I would have been able to find Simu sooner…”
“You never told me you were looking for your younger brother. I also didn’t know about the relationship between you and Simu.” As he spoke, he stuffed another steamed bun into Xue Ling’s mouth. “You and Twilight don’t even look alike.”
Xue Ling glanced at him contemptuously. He had clearly started dating him because they looked similar. As a result, he completely changed his tune and was now saying they didn’t look alike at all.
Mu Sichao: “…” Was it an illusion? Why did he feel like his good friend was on guard against him?
“After my parents divorced, I followed our father while Simu followed our mother. We’ve been separated for over ten years, and have never met before, so I never brought it up with you. I’ve been looking for my mother all these years, but in fact I was also looking for Simu.”
Wen Ruoyi wasn’t interested in these things, and simply made a sound to acknowledge he had heard. He basically knew everything about Mu Sichao. What he was more interested in now was how Xue Ling had spent these years.
“Simu… I came today because I wanted to ask you about some things.” Mu Sichao wrung his hands, and looked a little awkward. “You mentioned before that you had mother’s personal effects…”
“Oh, I do.” Xue Ling wolfed down the steam bun in his mouth, then wiped his hands and turned to the bedroom. “Mother left something for you before she died, and told me to give it to you when I find you. I brought it with me when I moved, so it’s with me now.”
Wen Ruoyi did not follow them, but began to conscientiously clean the table.
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He could hardly be more virtuous.
Xue Ling brought out the things that belonged to Mu Sichao based on this body’s memories and handed them over. These things had originally been left for Mu Sichao by their mother, but in the original plot, Ning Simu did not really like this elder brother that was vying for his lover’s attention, so he had never brought this up. The relationship between the two brothers had not been close to start with, but it became more and more distant as Ning Simu tossed about.
Mu Sichao brought everything to the living room before going through them. He looked at them one by one.
Contained within the box were all the letters him and their mother had sent back and forth. There were also letters that their mother had written to him from time to time, but they were no longer able to reach him, so she would mail out one copy, and then keep another one as a backup. She had kept them along with their previous letters so that one day it could all be delivered to Mu Sichao.
Even up until the end of her life, she was still writing letters to Mu Sichao. Mu Sichao only opened and read one letter, and was already left in a sad trance.
Xue Ling quickly stopped him from continuing to read the letters. “Elder brother can bring these back with you. You can read them slowly later on. When I was small, I often watched mother write these letters to you, and she always wrote them with a smile. I think she wouldn’t want you to be sad when you read them, so be happy.”
Mu Sichao froze for a moment, then nodded his head and said solemnly, “Okay.”
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“Simu…” He was silent for a moment, clenching the letter in his hand. He finally looked up and asked Xue Ling, “Would you like to move in with your elder brother?”
Xue Ling very naturally shook his head. His answer was firm. “I’ve already grown up, and I want to live independently. I understand elder brother’s meaning – we only have one another left in the world, but it’s not necessary for us to live together in order to be close… I really like elder brother, and if elder brother is worried about me, you can also come to find me as often as you’d like~”
“You can also go online and listen to my singing~ Your mood will become better when you hear me sing~”
Mu Sichao saw how he was smiling, and knew that Ning Simu really didn’t need to live with him. He sighed rather helplessly and said, “That’s true. In that case, I’ll find you more often in the future. Simu sings online? What kind of songs?”
Wen Ruoyi looked up lazily and said, “How long have you not been on Weibo? You’ll be able to find him if you look at my recent Weibo posts.”
Mu Sichao: “…” He had been right earlier. His friend was really being hostile towards him… Was it necessary… That was his blood related brother – what kind of things could happen between them? For him to be jealous to this extent… The person in front of him really was nothing like the Wen Ruoyi that he knew.
“Ah… Elder brother, there is an animation festival in the city this month. Our channel plans to have an offline meeting. Would you like to go with me?”
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“Hold on. You’re having an offline meeting? How come I don’t know about this?” Wen Ruoyi’s voice was a little cold as he interjected, forcing Mu Sichao to hold back whatever words he was about to say.
Xue Ling blinked, and looked at him innocently. “There’s no relationship between us. I have no obligation to tell you anything about what I’m planning to do.”