Wen Bai finally couldn't stand it and walked out of the room in silence.
The male lead was indeed too young, not only failing to admire or appreciate him, but also crying while taking medicine...
Wen Bai truly didn't want to see the male lead grow up any longer.
That night, Mo Xingchen cried and refused to go back, insisting on sleeping in Wen Bai's room.
Duoshu had no choice, and the servants who came to pick up Mo Xingchen were also helpless.
The servant was frustrated; he couldn't possibly carry the wailing and crying young master Mo back, and he couldn't manage it alone.
System 001 reminded Wen Bai: "Host, this is a good opportunity for the male lead to become dependent on you. We've made no progress since you arrived in this world. You shouldn't refuse due to personal habits."
Wen Bai thought about it. He had been trying for days without much progress.
It was indeed worth a try.
That evening, Duoshu brought out a complete set of brand-new bedding. After laying it out, he left Wen Bai's room.
Wen Bai lay on the bed and covered himself.
Mo Xingchen, however, crawled onto the floor mat that had been thickly padded, next to the large bed where Wen Bai was sleeping.
"Wen Bai..."
"Sleep."
"Oh."
System 001 couldn't stand it anymore: "Host, you should be gentler with the male lead. Only then will he trust and depend on you more."
Wen Bai reasoned: "If I indulge him too much now, he won't understand appreciation."
System 001: "..."
Meanwhile, Wen Jue, after returning to his small courtyard and cleaning himself up, fell asleep in a huff.
The next morning.
Wen Bai woke up early as usual.
Mo Xingchen, on the other hand, was lying on the floor mat, like a bug, covering his head.
System 001 was particularly shocked to find that it was still pitch black outside: "Host, why are you up so early?"
Didn't the host always sleep until he woke up naturally?
Wen Bai stood in the courtyard with a blank expression, doing leg stretches as he replied: "Exercise."
This body's constitution was too poor; he could faint just by carrying a little food.
This was a world with hidden dangers where one could cultivate immortality. He had to ensure his physical fitness from a young age.
System 001 fell silent, then reminded: "Host, I can actually improve your physique, but you'll have to wait until you're a bit older."
"It doesn't matter."
Wen Bai was determined.
Besides, a two-pronged approach should be more effective.
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With Mo Xingchen keeping his eyes closed the entire time, letting Duoshu help him change his clothes and wash his face, his stomach began to rumble.
He immediately opened his eyes, got up from the mat, and pulled Wen Bai outside: "It's time for breakfast. We can't keep everyone waiting."
At this moment, Mo Xingchen no longer looked as miserable as he did last night; he appeared energetic.
They met Wen Jue halfway.
Wen Jue's gaze fell on Mo Xingchen's hand holding Wen Bai's sleeve.
Wen Jue first looked in another direction, the direction where Mo Xingchen was supposed to appear.
Then he looked behind Wen Bai. Only Duoshu was behind Wen Bai.
Then, Wen Jue concluded: "You stayed in brother's courtyard last night?"
Mo Xingchen said nonchalantly: "Yes, didn't you know he wakes up so early in the morning! I was woken up..."
Wen Jue kicked a small pebble at his feet: "You slept in the same room?"
Mo Xingchen nodded.
Even though he slept on the floor, it was still the same room.
Then, Wen Jue turned around briskly with Fulu, not waiting for them, and walked ahead of them.
Mo Xingchen tugged at Wen Bai: "Is he... still angry?"
He had vomited on Wen Jue's face last night, which had angered Wen Jue and made him leave.
Although Wen Bai didn't quite understand children's thoughts, Wen Jue's reaction was quite obvious: "Yes."
"Then I'll go apologize. I didn't do it on purpose."
Mo Xingchen muttered and chased after Wen Jue.
Wen Jue ignored him, so he stayed close to Wen Jue, saying nice things and trying to pull him.
The two entered the room, bickering and playing.
Wen's father and mother watched the children's antics, thinking that Wen Bai and Wen Jue used to be very quiet, but now they were much more cheerful, and the residence had become livelier.
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The day passed quickly. As it was time to sleep that evening.
Duoshu tidied up the floor mat. He glanced at young master Mo, who was already lying on the floor mat, and then at young master Wen Jue, who was lying on the bed. He sighed and closed the door.
However, the door that had just been closed was soon pushed open quietly by a small hand.
Wen Jue, wearing his nightclothes and holding his small pillow, walked in and closed the door behind him.
But after entering, he was clearly stunned to see Mo Xingchen, who was wrapped in the floor mat with only his head exposed.
Was this what Mo Xingchen meant by sharing a room with his brother?
Wen Bai naturally noticed Wen Jue's arrival.
Why did they all have to run to his room...
Seeing Wen Jue arrive, Mo Xingchen was actually a little happy. At least he wouldn't be sleeping alone on the floor mat.
He lifted a corner of his blanket and beckoned to Wen Jue, waiting for him to come in.
Wen Jue, however, bypassed Mo Xingchen's small floor mat and headed straight for his destination: Wen Bai's large bed.
That bed could still fit three more people, and he wasn't Mo Xingchen. If he wanted to sleep, he would sleep in brother's bed!
Wen Jue efficiently threw his small pillow onto Wen Bai's bed and then climbed up.
He lifted the covers, rolled over, and quickly snuggled into Wen Bai's blanket.
He placed his pillow next to Wen Bai's, facing Wen Bai, and rested his head on the pillow.
He gave Wen Bai a soft smile and said in a soft,糯糯 voice: "I want to sleep with brother too."
This scene was exactly like how Wen Bai had looked when he first entered this world and saw Wen Jue.
Wen Bai: "..."
Mo Xingchen shouted from the floor mat below the bed: "Why do you get to sleep on top!"
He stood up, picked up his small blanket, and was about to climb up.
"Brother and I came from the same mother's womb. We were meant to lie together. Were you?"
Wen Jue said this, and actually felt a tiny bit guilty.
Mo Xingchen froze.
He... couldn't refute it.
Mo Xingchen thought about it and then lay back down on the floor mat.
He had already angered Wen Jue, so what if he got to sleep on the bed!
Hmph, he could still sleep soundly on the floor!