I have a 'harmony' halo
Arc 4 Chapter 5
Arc 4 Chapter 5
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Translate by Rau
"Come come come, fill it up."
"You have amazing tolerance."
At the table, cups were staggered as they go back and forth. Although Xu Yi did not mention it, Mo Fan dutifully blocks the wine. Xu Yi looked worriedly at Mo Fan's face, which was getting redder and redder due to the excessive alcohol consumption and took him away from the table without a sound.
"I can handle my alcohol well."
Mo Fan looked at Xu Yi in confusion. Isn't it justified for him to block the wine for the boss? After following Xu Yi for a long time, Mo Fan learn that Xu Yi doesn't like to drink.
"Go and call the driver over. We will head back immediatly."
Mo Fan nodded and with hazy mind went out of the room. The cold breeze cleared his mind momentarily,
The people in the room are some of Xu Yi's friends in the same business. Though they call each other friends, but it was due to similar interest that they are inseparably close.
Such gathering are more than just eating and drinking. The assistant have already booked a private rooms in the entertainment club and was waiting for them to go.
Xu Yi was not interested in taking Mo Fan to that kind of murky atmosphere. Even though Mo Fan left the place, he knows a little about the situation inside. Since he had eaten, Xu Yi did not stay and walked out of the restaurant under the excuse of being busy.
The car was already parked by the door. The driver opened the back seat and said awkwardly,"Master Xu, Mo Fan he......"
Xu Yi waved his hand, indicating that he does not care but lightened his movements and sat down next to the youth who was leaning on the back seat with his eyes close, not knowing whether he was sleeping or awake.
He didn't feel drunk when he was drinking, but after feeling the cold wind, the after-effect of the wine came. Mo Fan originally intended to sit in the car for a moment, but the feeling of dizziness only become more obvious. Even when he knew someone was sitting beside him, he could not open his eyes.
The young man's fair cheeks and the corner of his eyes were red, and his brow furrowed lightly. Without the flattery when facing him, Xu Yi found him more and more exciting.
The light and shallow breathing, the hair that rests softly on his forehead.Trembling softly like a small rabbit. The smell of alcohol emits from the young man without excessive flavour. Only a faint fragrance of wine remains, mellow and sweet.
Xu Yi raised his hand to gently ruffle the young man's hair, his eye on the luscious wet lips and his breathing become slightly rapid.
The young man was tugging at Xu Yi's heartstrings, unknowingly. As if compelled, he gently leaned over. The youth's face gradually enlarges before Xu Yi. Xu Yi's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and their breathing intertwined.
Suddenly, the car lurched forward. Xu Yi steadied himself and backed away as he gave a warning glance to the rearview mirror. The driver carefully looked away with cold sweat.
Did he see something that shouldn't be seen......
From the jolt, Mo Fan moved his body and turned his head to the side against the car window. The delicate side of the young man's face was brightly lit in the vehicles' lights coming and going from the road, making it difficult to see the outline.
Xu Yi exhaled a sigh of regret. His eyes did not leave the young man's face the whole journey.
Xu Yi book a room for the young man, but once they reach the hotel, the young man refused to get off as he mutters about going home. In desperation, Xu Yi let the driver sent them back.
Xu Yi remembered Mo Fan's address very clearly. There were tons of potholes on the Laocheng district road, causing the car to drive very unstably. Mo Fan seemed to have been used to such sway, and his frowning brows stretched a little.
When they arrived in front of the house, Mo Fan still refused to get out of the car. Xu Yi was abou to take the person back when the door opened.
A small figure walked out with the light shining on his back. His expression cold when he swept a glance at Xu Yi and softened when he saw the familiar figure in the car.
"Dad."
Mo Fan was in a dazed but subconsciously answered softly. Mo Wei's face softened a lot, stood in front of the open car door and extended his hand to Mo Fan," Dad, let's go home."
Mo Fan's hand waved in the air as if he was looking for something until he touched Mo Wei's hand. He stopped and followed the force of the other to get out of the car.
Xu Yi gave the unsteady person a hand and wanted to help him walk inside.
"Uncle, thank you for sending Dad home."
Mo Wei's gaze vaguely swept up and down the other person's tall back. He looked at his own skinny body and tiny palm, and there was a flash of light in his eyes, which disappeared again as quickly as an illusion.
The aunt who came out after Mo Wei saw Mo Fan's drunken appearance and helped give a hand and brought the person to the sofa in the living room. Mo Wei kept following behind the two people and only speak up when Mo Fan finally sat down.
"You are Mo Fan's son." At this moment, at this age, appearing in this place but there was no one else but Mo Fan's 8 years old child.
However, the child was a little unexpected.
"No need, there is aunt. Thank you uncle."
The child looks at him with a wary gaze. Xu, Yi secretly shook his head. The child was afraid of him as a stranger. He gave a final looked at Mo Fan before turning around and left.
Mo Wei stared closely at Xu Yi's back, not moving even when the person had disappeared from his sight. It was only when the sound of a car starting came from outside the door did Mo Wei closed the door and returned to Mo Fan's side by the living room, as if waking up from a dream.
After instructing the aunt to make a sober soup and dismissed her, Mo Wei held the bowl and said," Dad, Drink a little.
Mo Fan's half-opened eyes were unfocused, and he stared in Mo Wei's direction for a long time. Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and he raised his hand to knock over the bowl Mo Wei was holding.
The sound of the porcelain bowl hit the ground and breaking, causing the aunt to be startled and dare not go out to check out. These days she also understood that although Mo Fan was young, he had his own ideas, and he was not as sweet as an ordinary child.
At first, she thought that taking care of a child was an effortless thing, but when she was coaxing the child, who had a different mind and stared by the dark eyes, the aunt's heart suddenly had a feeling of being stared at by a beast and felt cold all over. Since then, she put away her thought and concentrated on taking care of Mo Wei's life, not daring to be the least bit lax.
"Didn't you leave? Why did you come back?" Mo Fan's voice suddenly rose as he sat upright and stared at the person before him.
Mo Wei's face has no resemblance to Mo Fan, instead it resembels Xu Weiya by three or four poins, Xu Weiya's perfect features were combine with a masculine lines.
Especially those eyes, when Mo Wei gazed at Mo Fan filled with intense emotion, Mo Fan would always drift back to the time when they were in love. Yet, at this moment, these eyes that he once loved so much only caused him anger and rage.
Mo Wei's hand frozed in mid-air, at the same motion as when he was about to take the bowl, the shadows cast by his thick eyelashes concealed the look in his eyes.
Why does dad still think about that, the person who was called mother by blood?Is it bad that it was just him and dad?
Mo Wei looked mournful and stood quietly. Mo Fan was unconscious and mistook Mo Wei for Xu Weiya. The other person's sorrow was interpreted by him as superficial false feelings, and he pushed the person down to the ground, hard.
The back knock against the glass table, a dulled pain came from the place where it met, but Mo Wei did not show a single resistance and sat down on the ground with the force of Mo Fan's rejection.
"Don't pretend to be pitiful. I have seen through you. I have seen too many dramas like this. You're a bitch. As long as you receive money, even beggars will do, right?"
Mo Fan was derange, those dark thoughts that was deliberately surpressed, in order to care for the child, surged up.
He reaches out his hand to the irksome 'women' on the ground. His hand gripped the collar and lifted her up. Mo Fan throws 'her' on to the sofa, and the force was so great that the person's small body bounced several times before stopping.
"Am i not good enough for you? Why did you leave me?"
Mo Fan gritted his teeth and uttered the weak statement as he tightly imprisoning the person underneath him, strong enough to leave a deep purple mark.
From the beginning to the end, Mo Wei's expression was very calm as he listens to Mo Fan's crazy and affectionate words, his eyes darkened. It was only when he exhausted his energy did Mo Fan calmed down and fell asleep on the sofa.
Mo Wei's body was bruised and battered, there was a residual pain all over his body, but he acted as if nothing had happened and let the aunt help him carry the person to bed.
The young man was quiet and beautiful, unlike the accident earlier. Mo Wei took off Mo Fan's clothes but didn't help him change into pyjamas because of his small body. After dealing with himself, he got onto the bed and wrap his arms around Mo Fan's waist tightly. With a comfortable expression as he fell asleep.
As his consciousness returned, he felt the heat of the small body close to him. Mo Fan hadn't felt this way for a long time, as if he had returned to the first time that the two lived in the house.
The child's soft hair was stroked by Mo Fan, who smiled benevolently and dropped a light kiss on the child's bare forehead. He covered the corner of the quilt and lifted the quilt that had fallen slightly because of his actions. Mo Fan was about to remove the little hand that encircled him, but his eyes were fixed on the child's delicate wrist.
A circle of bruises surrounded the other's wrist, which made people think of being abused
Mo Fan couldn't care less about the sleeping child, wake the person up and asked in a stern voice,"What's going on!?"
The child lowered his head in silence.
Mo Fan calmed down his tone," Tell dad, if someone is bullying you, dad will help you get justice."
The child shook his head and whispered,"I hurt myself while playing, it's no one's business."
Mo Fan naturally does not believe that such a mark was left by ordinary playfulness. But the child refused to talk, so Mo Fan had to put aside the matter and prepare breakfast for the child.
It has been a long time since Mo Fan made breakfast, but his skill did not turn rusty, which can be seen in the child's expression of satisfaction.
After sending the child out, Mo Fan called Xu Yi and apologised for yesterday's negligence. Xu Yi comforted him indifferently and gave him a day off, telling him to take a good rest.
After Mo Wei learned how to ride a bike, he didn't want the aunt to send him and instead rode his bike to school every day. Mo Fan knew and did not object, so the aunt no longer care.
Mo Fan, who did not answer the child, did not give up and approached the aunt. The aunt's eyes flashed, hesitating to say half a word and looking at him with a trace of fear in her eyes.
Mo Fan said," If you don't tell the truth, it's not as simple as firing."
Aunt's mind flashed through the scene she saw by chance, her knees weaking and she sat down on the ground as she told the original story.
Mo Fan eyes turned complex. Seeing the aunt trembling, he let her go back to their rooms.
Rau has something to say: I realise there might be inconsistency between words like papa and dad. Or sober soup and... well something. I decided to change the wording and might have missed some of them. Or i simply forgot which wording i originally choose. Anyway Hi. sorry for being so antisociol
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