Chapter 643

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Moxiao Bai took more than ten photos of Moxiao Yao, who was getting a bit impatient. With a smiling expression, Moxiao Bai approached an Asian woman sitting by the side, seemingly like a tourist, and simply expressed his wish. She was charmed by his smile and readily agreed to help. So she took out her phone while Moxiao Bai bounced over beside Moxiao Yao with a cheerful grin on his face saying, "Brother, let's take some photos together. I haven't taken pictures with you for a long time."

The last time they took photos was ages ago, and he felt that the photo of him on the bedside table should be updated.

Moxiao Yao seemed quite surprised when Moxiao Bai had already wrapped his arms around his shoulders. The woman was very efficient, and since both men were handsome enough to be models, she snapped away like crazy. Moxiao Yao suddenly felt that this pose was rather awkward. He initially wanted to kick him for being so arrogant but then thought better of it as the position was too girly. So he obediently stood still while they took pictures.

Moxiao Yao returned to his seat first, and Moxiao Bai walked over to thank the woman. She asked curiously in a hushed tone, "Hey, are you two a couple"

Moxiao Bai made an 'eh' sound while her eyes sparkled with hearts. "You guys look so well-matched."

Moxiao Bai was stunned and wiped his sweat as he returned to his seat beside Moxiao Yao, who then browsed through the photos together. He bragged about how good-looking he was. Moxiao Yao rolled his eyes at him, wondering if it was something to be proud of for a man to look good.

Moxiao Bai answered confidently and straightforwardly, "As long as one is human, looking good should be something to take pride in."

Moxiao Yao ignored him while Moxiao Bai became more braggart-like than ever. They finally found a seat, and the three of them started drinking coffee. Moxiao Bai ordered champagne while the other two had their coffee along with some snacks including sausages.

Moxiao Bai and Moxiao Yao had similar tastes in food, so they both ordered curry sausages. Baimao was completely ignored by them but decided to order the same sausage anyway. He finally noticed something strange.

When taking photos earlier, his heart felt like it got pricked with a tiny arrow at that moment.

Moxiao Bai bragged for a bit until Parker called him. He walked over to take the call, leaving Baimao and Moxiao Yao alone. Baimao asked Moxiao Yao, "Is she the person you like"

Moxiao Yao was looking at his phone that contained pictures of them as well as scenic photos. Since Moxiao Bai rarely took photos with his mobile, there weren't many photos inside. He was surprised not to see any women's photos.

Baimao waited a while before he replied in a calm nod, looking over at Moxiao Bai who was nearby. "You must be quite surprised."

Baimao nodded with a serious expression on his face; indeed, it was somewhat unexpected that the person Moxiao Yao liked would turn out to be his own brother. But just now when he saw their photos together, he knew how much Moxiao Yao cherished him. He could see in Moxiao Yao's eyes an affection so deep-seated and tender as if he wanted to hold Moxiao Bai close like a delicate flower. Baimao had never seen such look on his face before. He thought that it must feel wonderful for someone else to be the object of such adoration.

Moxiao Yao said, "Everyone can tell how much I like him."

Only he did not care.

"It's not because you're bad at hiding your feelings but simply because you never intended to hide them. That's why everyone could see it," Baimao replied with pursed lips, "I always thought that there was someone else you liked and since that person wasn't around you, and considering how rarely people like you go elsewhere, I thought you must have lost touch for a long time. It would naturally fade over time. But unexpectedly, the person turned out to be your brother—blood relations cannot be severed. My assumptions were pointless."

Moxiao Yao said, "Do you not think it's... disgusting"

"Where is it dirty"

"I actually like my own brother. I was very, very young when I started to have uncontrollable associations with him even though he was just a child back then," Mo Yue said.

Bai Liu said, "I have no bias towards such matters; liking someone is everyone's right. Who we like isn't something we can decide. So, who you like isn't dirty, but... where do I stand in your life Am I just a passerby"

Mo Yue was momentarily at a loss for how to answer Bai Liu’s question. He wasn’t merely a passerby; if possible, he wished to be very good friends with Bai Liu. Who said there couldn't be pure friendship between men and women Then could their ambiguous relationship have any pure friendship Mo Yue wasn’t sure but didn’t want to lose such a friend as Bai Liu; originally, he had even thought of spending his whole life with Bai Liu.

But after being injured, the words from Black Xiao Bai made him slightly動搖 (wavering), and he shamefully yearned for something not rightfully his.

"I’ve been wanting to ask you this long ago. You know that your brother doesn’t trust me at all and won’t give us any alone time; I never had the chance to ask, so if I don’t do it now, I fear I may never have another opportunity," Bai Liu said. He appeared as light-hearted as ever, yet he knew how nervous he was, waiting for someone’s response to his feelings, awaiting their judgment and decision on whether he would be in heaven or hell. It was very unsettling.

Mo Yue didn’t say a word. Bai Liu continued, "He told me that his girlfriend is going to get married. Can you tolerate it"

Mo Yue frowned, and Bai Liu said, "You once said you would try with me."

This was the limit of Bai Liu’s humility; he couldn’t say any more humble things. Mo Yue didn’t think Bai Liu was being lowly but rather brave. If only Bai Liu could give him some courage to read on.

Mo Yue said, "When we are healed, I’ll give you an answer then, okay"

Bai Liu seemed disappointed yet understood that before they were healed, he couldn’t go anywhere else but stay with Mo Yue. He responded, “Once we return to Rome, you should give me a reply: if you’re willing to try with me, let’s begin; otherwise, it would be my regret and I’ll leave."

Mo Yue knew Bai Liu wouldn’t use any tactics or schemes, this was his nature. If Mo Yue wasn’t ready to start anew, he couldn't ignore him around either, so Bai Liu would definitely depart.

Mo Yue nodded, "Okay, I agree."

Bai Liu smiled and nodded. Black Xiao Bai came back after a call. Mo Yue asked, “What’s up”

"Nothing, Parker is urging me to go home," said Black Xiao Bai with a slightly displeased look.

Contrary to his previous silence, Bai Liu remarked, "You seem very busy then; if so, you can return. There's no need for you to stay here and take care of us. Yun is enough, moreover, half of our injuries have healed, daily life won’t be a problem."

"It’s none of your business," Black Xiao Bai retorted with an unkind tone.

Mo Yue warned him with a look, and Bai Liu said, "I can't control it indeed. But I’m considering you, as I see that your heart is set on work."

"Thanks," replied Black Xiao Bai coldly. Smiling politely, Bai Liu knew their ambiguous relationship wasn’t intentional targeting by Black Xiao Bai; his mood clearly improved.

When he was in a good mood, he naturally had the energy to banter with Mo Baixue. For half an afternoon, Mo Yao listened to them indirectly criticize each other and mock one another through subtle insults, their verbal sparring being quite intense. It seemed that Bai Liu wanted to get everything off his chest; he spoke without even blushing. As a negotiation expert, Mo Baixue was naturally not going to back down either, so the two of them began treating Mo Yao as an invisible person.

Honestly speaking, Mo Yao did not particularly like how they interacted with each other, but when he thought about the fact that this might have something to do with him, he didn’t bother to mind. It was somewhat amusing to listen to their bickering; after all, both of them were sharp-tongued.

When they returned home in the afternoon, Mo Yao went back to rest while Mo Baixue blocked Bai Liu at his room’s entrance, "Fair-skinned boy, what do you think you’re up to"

He had been quiet and subdued like a young wife for days; today was unusual.

Did the oppressed become the oppressor

Bai Liu said, “Tell me that I’m fair-skinned when you look at yourself.”

Mox Baixue tugged his collar, "Stinky brat, do you want to fight"

Men often resolved their problems by fighting with fists; this was the way of the world.

Bai Liu looked at Mo Baixue’s hand with a sneer, “What does it mean Bullying an injured person is quite impressive”

Mox Baixue threw him inside and didn’t even care that he had fallen; he slammed the door shut before rolling up his sleeves and said, "I’m going to bully you as an injured person. Get up."

Bai Liu cursed inwardly—this brat was really not playing around. This push had shaken his wound, causing him real pain, but fortunately Ye Feimo enjoyed luxury; the room was carpeted with thick rugs, otherwise it would have been worse.

"Coward!" Bai Liu sat on the ground and leaned against a sofa in exhaustion while Mo Baixue lost control of his anger and punched him twice. "What did you just say"

He was a person with self-restraint; he made sure not to hit Bai Liu’s wound this time around. Bai Liu looked at him with a smile on his face, suddenly pointing at him and laughing uncontrollably until it might have caused internal injuries. Mo Baixue was so embarrassed that he kicked him coldly several times; Bai Liu continued to laugh. Mo Baixue was furious—where was his grace How did he look less mature than this brat who was the same age as him, even more childish What kind of a thing was this It was too undignified, too undignified.

Mo Baixue calmed down and Bai Liu pointed at him. "What do you think you’re doing by lashing out at me Are you taking it out on me for your own anger Why are you so upset with me Do I make Mo Yao like me, which makes you angry That’s really depressing."

“I find your obnoxious behavior annoying,” said Mo Baixue stubbornly; he didn’t admit that his reason for beating him up was because of Mo Yao. But Bai Liu wasn’t someone who could be fooled easily; he smiled and said, "Stop denying it. The way you look at Mo Yao is obvious to anyone with half a brain—do you think everyone’s stupid Is this how an elder brother looks at his younger brother"

Mo Baixue was hit where it hurt by the annoying fellow; he got so angry that he didn’t know how to vent his emotions and wanted to punch him, but if he injured Bai Liu seriously, then the boss would definitely kill him.

He pointed at Bai Liu angrily. "Don’t spread rumors and shut your stinking mouth."

"What’s with you What are you in such a hurry for Did I say something wrong" said Bai Liu while laughing, although Mo Baixue was looking down on him from above, he still appeared very relaxed without the slightest trace of subservience. "When you have time, take out that photo and study it carefully; see what kind of gaze you had in it. I might not be liked by everyone, but I’m certainly not hated by all—why am I so annoying to you You’ve been targeting me from day one and always at odds with me—don’t tell me you can’t see that I’m no fool For what reason would I do this for other than Mo Yao It’s because of my injury, because Mo Yao cares about me. And as a result, you’re unhappy; you want him to have feelings for others, and you’ve become jealous."

“I haven’t!” Mo Baixue shouted.

Bailiu said, "You don’t Look at your appearance; it’s not the look of someone jealous. So what is it then I say, why are you so selfish Mo Yao has loved you for so many years and no one asked anything from you in return. You have a fiancée now, yet you still can't let him go. Why do you want to hold onto just him alone He’s such a wonderful person; isn’t he entitled to happiness as well It looks like you’re very self-centered, thinking that he’ll only be happy if he has you. You have quite a few rumors about your affairs, and most of them are probably true. You let him see all the桃花 (peach blossoms, symbolizing amorous relationships) surrounding you but don’t allow him to have someone to keep him company. You’re really selfish. Do you want him to watch you get married and be happy Do you want your brother to wish you 白頭偕老，永浴愛河 (to grow old together in love) at your wedding Or are you hoping for him to serve as your best man"

"I don’t!" Mo Baixue was almost blinded with anger, responding crazily. But his rebuttals only seemed to amount to that one sentence, which made Bailiu’s smile even colder.

He said, "You do have such selfish intentions. You want him to watch you get married and be happy, so he can sneak around with you, steal kisses, go to bed with you, or engage in extramarital affairs with you. Otherwise, let him wait for your divorce; oh, even after divorcing, there’s no guarantee that you’ll still think of him. Probably just find another woman. Does Mo Yao mean so little to you Can you do whatever you want without considering his feelings Is that how someone shows they like a person You trample on his dignity and self-respect when you like him; enjoying seeing him suffer is what you call loving him Mo Ye Yan, are you worthy of looking at Mo Yao with such eyes"

"Shut up! Shut up!" Mo Baixue suddenly lunged forward, grabbing Bailiu’s collar and swinging punches. Each punch grew heavier and crazier than the last, as if each word from Bailiu was a poison dagger piercing his heart. It felt like all of his shameful secrets were being picked out by this man, hurting him deeply. He only wanted Bailiu to stop talking and not say such hurtful words anymore. So engrossed in their fight that he didn’t notice he had knocked Bailiu unconscious. The door was suddenly kicked open; Yunhe rushed in with the others, all of them shocked at the sight. Mo Yao pulled Mo Baixue away as Bailiu lay on the ground, unconscious and bruised, his face a mess from the punches and blood flowing from his nose, while his gunshot wound had reopened, making it impossible to look at him properly. Calmly, Mo Yao ordered Yunhe, "Get that German doctor."

Bailiu was barely alive; they had arrived just in time or else Mo Baixue’s punches would have killed him. Mo Yao quickly applied first aid and looked over at the dazed Mo Baixue. The latter seemed to be in a state of blankness, his eyes unfocused. Mo Yao walked up to him and gave him a sharp slap.

"Go back to Washington," the man’s ruthless voice was even more painful than the slap itself. With pain burning across his face, Mo Baixue began to regain himself and finally realized what he had done, his eyes wide open.

Mibaixue covered his face, trembling, "Did you hit me"

Even though injured, Mo Yao’s slap was no joke; it knocked all rationality out of Mo Baixue. Thinking that Mo Yao would be angry because of a man—Bailiu—the sorrow and hatred in his eyes were indescribable. His Moya who doted on him so tenderly hit him like this This was too shocking for Yunhe, as it seemed more unbelievable than when the Boss had almost lost his life over a man: Mo Yao actually hit Xiao Bai.

Mo Yao regretted his actions immediately after; his right hand trembled uncontrollably. He clenched his fist tightly to stop its trembling; he knew how hard he had struck, and with anger, strength was unimaginable, making the slap heavy enough that Mo Baixue’s hands couldn’t cover up the swelling on his face.

But should I apologize

No. Why would I apologize

Seeing Mo Baixue almost beat Bailiu to death and knowing Bailiu was barely alive now, if Yunhe hadn’t come in time to call him or had been unable to restrain Xiao Bai, the latter might have beaten him unconscious out of his rage.

This slap was too light.

Mibaixue clenched his teeth and held back his tears with all his strength, "Alright, alright, very well, I get it."

He turned away and walked out the door; Mo Yao felt as if someone had ripped his heart out, leaving him numb with pain. How could he hurt Xiao Bai Even if Mibaixue did something wrong, couldn’t they talk it out calmly Punching and kicking was so different from a slap across the face. When Ye Wei was angry, she liked to hit people on their heads or even punch them but had never struck her child’s face; Mo Baixue’s face was the only one she ever hit.

Not long after Mibaixue left, Yunhe heard a car outside and rushed to the window in shock. This reckless driving! Mibaixue loved driving already; now that he had lost control of his emotions, it could be very dangerous.

Mo Yao said irritably, "Don’t bother him. He’s always so headstrong—maybe this will help him learn.utside to soak up some sun while doing rehabilitation exercises.The ghost found their relationship rather strange.He thought Kaka and Wushuang were a couple, but Zhuque had informed him that Kaka and...