Only in the late night, when he was alone, would he remember the madness of that night. He looked at himself in the mirror, 17 years old, with a green stubble just beginning to grow on his chin. The striking resemblance to Xiao Yizhen's facial features gives him an extra sculptural and proud aura compared to his peers. You should know that when Xiao Yizhen was young, she was known as the number one beauty in the ballet industry. He looked at himself, but he was never satisfied no matter what. His former confidence and proud rationality were completely destroyed when he met her that night. He used to call Fang Moduo a little devil in his heart, but he himself did such a shameful thing that he was not even as good as a demon.
He couldn't imagine that the person who used force against a 13-year-old girl was himself.
What he didn't want to admit was his longing for that bitter kiss, that cold body, that soft waist. He was like a pervert, putting away Fang Moduo's torn nightgown and only daring to take it out when alone, trembling and caressing it.
He couldn't concentrate on reading, the air conditioning turned on and off, felt hot when turned off, and felt cold when turned on. Feeling restless, Fang Luo decided to go downstairs and get a cold drink from the kitchen.
He didn't want to wake anyone up, so he opened the door barefoot and went out. As he approached the stairs, he heard a cry of surprise coming from Fang Moduo's room, of course, it was Fang Moduo's own voice.
Without any hesitation, Fang Luo instinctively rushed into Fang Moduo's room.
She forgot to close the window again, and the moon white curtains danced in the night breeze, shining blue through the moonlight.
Fang Moduo sat on the bed, panting heavily, her eyes fixed on Fang Luo rushing in, tears streaming down her face.
Mo Duo, what's wrong? "Fang Luo blurted out and asked.
The time was only about a few seconds, but it seemed like several light years had passed when Luo said it. When he thought Fang Moduo wouldn't pay attention to him, Fang Moduo finally cried and answered, "Moduo is afraid
Fang Luo no longer asked, but slowly walked over to Fang Moduo's bedside, sat down, and hugged her.
I know why you did that to me that day... why did you do that to me? You hated Xiao Yizhen for giving birth to a little brother. I felt uncomfortable watching you, and I felt uncomfortable too, very painful. Mo Duo hurts. You are my brother, and only I can bully you. No one else can do it, and Xiao Yizhen can't either. So... so Mo Duo did something bad. Mo Duo added contraceptive pills to Xiao Yizhen's tonics... Will she be poisoned? Will she die? If she already had a little brother in her belly, would he die... Mo Duo did something bad... My little brother will definitely come and strangle me... I just dreamed of my mother, and she said I am a bad girl. She asked me, and she asked me. How could it become so bad... Mom is very unhappy... "Fang Moduo huddled in Fang Luo's arms, only knowing how to keep crying, talking, and trembling.
Fang Luo's chin was pressed against her forehead, and his hand gently patted her back. He wanted to comfort her, but all his words were stuck in his throat. He didn't know if he was crying or if his tears were flowing. He didn't expect that Fang Moduo was afraid of this, and he didn't expect that Fang Moduo would do this for him.
These days, Mo Duo hasn't been angry with him, has he? ,
Fang Moduo doesn't see herself as a pervert, does she see herself as a pervert?
Will Fang Moduo feel sorry for him because of his sadness?
He didn't mind if Fang Moduo's tears wet his clothes, he didn't mind at all. He suddenly understood why he had so much hidden attachment to each other, Mordor.
Because in this home, only Fang Moduo knows his thoughts, and only Fang Moduo will do what he wants to do with the attitude of a "little devil", but will not do it.
Only Fang Moduo would attend his award ceremony, even if it was to mock him. Only Fang Moduo would rush into his room to see if he was sick. Only Fang Moduo will remember his birthday, even if the gifts given are just to embarrass him. Only Fang Moduo would take him into the attic, even if it was to lock him up. Only Fang Moduo would go to great lengths to design pranks, even if it's just to get him involved.
Only Fang Moduo was willing to admit himself as my sister. Only Fang Moduo makes him nervously run to buy sanitary pads, and only Fang Moduo makes him willingly fall into madness.
So many years have passed, and all he could feel at the Fang family was that he was the only witness who truly existed, and it turned out to be Fang Moduo, starting from that pushpin.
The black July of the college entrance examination has finally arrived.
Fang Luo used to think that the farther away from the Fang family, the better, but after that night, everything changed. Whether he admits it or not, his life and thoughts are secretly shifting towards Fang Moduo.
In fact, Fang Luo has always considered himself a rational person, whose rationality far exceeds that of his peers. However, when the thin window paper between him and Fang Moduo was pierced, he was shocked to discover that he actually had great potential to develop into a pervert.
Fang Moduo is no exception.
After school every afternoon, the three siblings of the Fang family will have dinner in the school cafeteria and then study at school in the evening. In the past, Fang Luo was certainly a lone wolf, staying far away from Fang Mochen and Fang Moduo during meals. Even if Fang Moduo deliberately provoked him, he mostly ignored them. Now it's different. He can no longer choose to ignore it, but instead wishes he had a pair of eyes hanging on Fang Moduo. However, during their student years, the "JQ" was still mostly reserved, let alone the fact that Fang Luo and Fang Moduo's identities still carried the label of siblings to the public.
Most importantly, Fang Moduo is busy, very busy, quite busy.
For example, in the student cafeteria at this moment, Fang Luo held a plate and sat at the innermost part of a row of dining tables by the window, crossing the "heavy sea of people". Although this seat was a bit crowded, it was... next to Fang Moduo, just like dining at the Fang family.
Fang Moduo was chatting with a flushed face and high spirits, not even noticing who was sitting next to her
Fang Moduo, do you really think he looks good? "The female classmate on the other side of Fang Moduo was asking a question.
Not good-looking? Not good-looking? He's the only one in the whole class, isn't he? Wu Jing, didn't you notice? "Fang Moduo emphasized.
While eating and listening, Fang Luo couldn't see Fang Moduo's expression, but from her tone, he could roughly imagine that her facial expression at the moment should be "ferocious".
Uh, if you put him in the class... he seems really... handsome, "Wu Jing thought seriously, and the few little boys in the class who looked malnourished quickly flashed through her mind.
The chopsticks in Fang Luo's hand are stuck, and the food is stuck in his throat. Does Fang Moduo, this little girl, become a handsome judge all day?
Right, "Fang Moduo said with some pride," you're good at studying, have a good personality, and have a kind heart
Is he doing well in his studies? "Wu Jing was surprised." He only finished 23rd in the exam at the end of last semester.
Fang Moduo was stuffing a spoonful of rice into her mouth and said, "Anyway, it's better than me. I'm the 24th
Fang Luo ate slowly and suddenly remembered that the transcript that Fang Moduo brought home last semester seemed to be the fourth in the class
Um, where did his personality improve? "Wu Jing continued to recall.
He dares to hit someone with the chain lock of his bicycle! "Fang Moduo said calmly and relentlessly.
Wu Jing nodded abruptly.
Fang Luo almost choked on rice.
Where is kindness? "Wu Jing broke the clay pot and asked.
You forgot, he always generously lets his classmates copy his papers during exams. How kind he is
But all his answers are wrong
This is your mistake, "Fang Moduo said decisively." It's not important whether someone's answer is right or wrong, what's important is that they have a heart willing to let you copy it. That's kindness, right
Wu Jing looked up at the sky and asked again, "Did you also copy him
Yeah, how else could we get the 24th place? "Fang Moduo said confidently. In fact, her implicit meaning was that she had always regretted this matter. She felt that if she hadn't copied it, she could have gotten the 22nd place, definitely.
Ah, that's what you're saying. He's pretty good, "Wu Jing began to enter the typical sentimental stage of a little girl." But I think studying is more important. He always sends me small notes saying he likes me, and I don't think... it's not good. Fang Moduo, did someone send you a small note
Of course, there are many more, "Fang Moduo said decisively.
Fang Luo is quietly pulling the hairtail to the side dish at this moment.