There's something I think you need to know.

"Yan Yan... feels no pain."

An Jing sat absentmindedly in the car. Gu Fei's words just now floated into his mind: no pain... Gu Fei said that Yan Yan had never felt pain since he was a child, which meant that he couldn't feel pain.

An Jing looked at the boy sitting next to him talking to his parents. His clean and handsome face had a well-behaved and shy smile, but An Jing's heart sank and his mind was in turmoil.

He took out his phone, opened the browser, and looked up some information on this topic. The more he read, the more panicked and confused he became. The lack of pain sensation meant that he wouldn't feel sick or injured.

If it cannot be detected in time, it cannot be treated in time.

A minor illness could turn into a major one; any sudden disease could even take his life...

This is a serious problem.

Just in case, Gu Fei told An Jing about it. Even though he wasn't with the child, he still needed his parents and family to keep an eye on him, in case something unexpected happened...

Gu Fei couldn't imagine it.

He didn't even want An Qingyan to leave his side, but that was An Qingyan's home, a place where he desperately craved family affection. He needed time with his family to heal the wounds he had suffered over the years. (Remember the website m.xswang.com)

"Big brother? What's wrong?"

"Big brother?"

An Jing snapped out of his daze, instantly composed himself, and asked with a smile and a friendly tone, "What's wrong, Yan Yan?"

An Qingyan was always a meticulous and sensitive person. He noticed that his older brother had something on his mind, but he didn't press the matter. "I wanted to ask you, is the final of Tomorrow's Stars coming up soon?"

An Qingyan is no longer as reserved around his family as he was at the beginning. An Jing is very busy with work, but she often calls to talk to him, and the two have become much closer.

“It’s almost the finals, it’s going to be broadcast live next Saturday night. The production team will invite the previously eliminated contestants back, including you.” An Jing paused, then added, “Yan Yan, you don’t have to go if you don’t want to.”

The injury and withdrawal from the competition has always been a regret for An Qingyan. He is worried that if his younger brother returns to the competition and sees others debut as a group, his emotions will be affected.

"Brother, don't worry, I'm fine now." As time went by, An Qingyan had indeed let go of his worries. There were still friends he knew there. "I want to go see everyone. I miss them."

"Especially Yuqi, I wonder how his training is going." He had been in contact with Lu Yuqi during this time, but he was afraid of disturbing his training, so he contacted him less often.

Hearing Lu Yuqi write three words, An Jing winced in pain. "Lu Yuqi is a very hardworking and talented kid. It would be even better if he could control his temper."

A couple of days ago, this kid deliberately messed up the dance moves, making him teach him several times. But after watching the previous training videos, he realized how well the kid danced.

The little puppy may seem quite serious on the surface, but he's actually petty and narrow-minded. He's probably still holding a grudge about being punished by having to clean the practice room before, so he's taking revenge.

"Tsk...this kid is sly and wicked."

An Qingyan looked at An Jing with suspicion, whose face showed both disgust and a hint of a smile, and couldn't help but tease, "Big brother, why do I feel like you like him quite a bit?"

"Who? Who does he like?" An Yu, who was sitting in front with his head down playing games, immediately turned around, not affecting his gossip at all. "Big brother, you've finally found love?"

An Jing: "...You're involved in everything, go play your game!" He slapped An Yu on the head, quite rudely.

An Yu cried out, "Mom and Dad! Little brother! Big brother, what if my smart brain turns stupid?!"

An Lingkang: "Your older brother probably wants to slap the water out of your head."

Song Shuman: "Stop howling, or you'll scare your little brother."

An Yu: "..." He couldn't stay in this house any longer! He looked at An Qingyan pitifully, placing all his remaining hope on this well-behaved younger brother. He thought that Qingyan would definitely feel sorry for his second brother.

However, his younger brother was still thinking about defending his good friend, and said to his older brother, "Yuqi has a bad temper, but he is very kind-hearted. He always helps me when I encounter difficulties."

"I know." An Jing raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose, muttering to himself, how did Yan Yan figure out that he liked Lu Yuqi? At most, he just didn't dislike him.

Is she kind-hearted?

Why does this word feel so out of place when applied to Lu Yuqi?

An Yu: "..." Little brother, aren't you going to comfort your poor second brother? Did you see the pitiful, aggrieved, and helpless look in your second brother's eyes?

Seemingly hearing his inner cry, An Qingyan finally noticed An Yu in front of him and showed a concerned expression, "Second Brother, what's wrong? Are you alright?"

An Yu: Aww, finally someone cares about me!

"Second brother is alright." He forced back his tears, tilting his head up at a 45-degree angle and gazing sadly at the car roof.

An Ershao wiped away a tear in his heart. "Little brother, with your care, I am content for the rest of my life!"

An Qingyan: "Big brother, could you please stop hitting second brother next time? You're almost making him stupid."

An Jing: "Okay, I'll be gentler next time."

An Qingyan: "Hmm...that works too."

An Yu: "..."

Forget it, let's just destroy it!!!

About half an hour later, the car slowly drove into the An family villa. The first thing everyone did upon returning home was to show An Qingyan his bedroom.

The bedroom was specially renovated by Song Shuman, and the furnishings were also arranged by her own hands. She spent a lot of time and effort to make her youngest son happy.

The bedroom was bright and clean, with a simple and tidy overall style. It was spacious and connected to a study and a walk-in closet. The bookshelves in the study were neatly arranged with all kinds of books, and the walk-in closet was filled with many brand-new clothes, shoes and socks.

When Song Shuman goes shopping, she buys any clothes that suit her youngest son, thinking he looks good in everything. Before she knows it, she has accumulated so many.

In addition to the study and dressing room, there is a large balcony outside, from which you can see the flowers and plants in the backyard, which is very pleasing to the eye.

The bathroom here is much larger than his bedroom in the Lin family home. An Qingyan felt a little emotional and couldn't help but think of An Nanyi, who had lived in the An family home for nineteen years.

I wonder how he is now, and whether he will return to the Lin family.

Maybe not.

Annan was a proud and arrogant person. He would never tolerate living in such a wretched home. Having been used to the life of a pampered young master in a wealthy family, how could he be willing to accept a life at the bottom of society?

“Yan Yan, this was all arranged by your mother herself. I wanted to get involved, but she wouldn’t let me.” It was An Lingkang who spoke.

Next to speak was Song Shuman, "Yan Yan, do you like it?" She looked at her youngest son expectantly.

"I love it! It's the most beautiful room I've ever seen. Thank you, Mom." The boy's fair and handsome face beamed with genuine joy as he emphasized again, "I really love it."

"Big brother has a surprise for you, come with me." An Jing mysteriously led An Qingyan outside, and the others followed behind, the group going upstairs.

Finally, everyone stopped outside a room.

"What surprise is so mysterious?" An Qingyan was a little confused, but also had a hint of anticipation.

"Just open the door and go inside to see," An Jing said, placing a key in his younger brother's palm and gesturing for him to open the door.

An Qingyan immediately opened the door with his key. He was somewhat taken aback when he saw the scene inside, but then he was filled with joy.

The room had been decorated into a large, professional practice room, similar to the one used for training at Tomorrow's Stars. There was a grand piano and many other musical instruments on the side, making An Qingyan unable to look away.

Seeing An Qingyan's reaction, An Jing knew his younger brother was pleasantly surprised. He put his arm around his brother's shoulder and asked with a smile, "How is it? Do you like it?"

"I love it! I really like it! Thank you, brother!"

"Me too, me too!" An Yu hurriedly came over to take credit. He stood on the other side, also raising his arm to put it on his younger brother's shoulder, his face full of pride. "Although the money came from the eldest brother, I was in charge of the renovation. Yan Yan, shouldn't you thank me too?"

"Yes, thank you, Second Brother!"

He is really, really happy now.

Things I never dared to dream of before have now truly come true.

How lucky he is to have all of this.

...

As the sun sets and the moon rises, night falls.

Since fracturing his arm, An Qingyan hadn't danced. Now that his injury has finally healed, he spends his evenings in the practice room playing the piano and dancing.

It even excitedly rolled around on the floor a few times.

Meanwhile, An Jing called the other three to his room. His expression was somewhat serious. "Mom and Dad, and An Yu, I have something important to tell you. It's about Yan Yan."

An Yu was still sitting on the sofa playing mobile games. Without looking up, he casually said, "So serious? What's up?"

"Gu Fei told me about this."

He said Yan Yan... felt no pain.

"What?!" An Yu was so shocked that his hand trembled, and the game was over instantly. He didn't care about anything else, threw down his phone, stood up and looked at his older brother, "What do you mean?"

An Lingkang and Song Shuman reacted similarly to him: astonishment, confusion, and disbelief.

"An Jing, you just said... Yan Yan has no sense of pain?"

"How can you not feel pain?!"

“Yes, Yan Yan has never felt pain since she was little. Gu Fei told me this himself.” An Jing had accepted this fact and seemed much calmer. “Gu Fei took Yan Yan to the hospital for a checkup.”

"The doctor said he has congenital insensitivity to pain, which means exactly what it says, that he has never felt any pain since he was a child."

"Moreover... this symptom is very rare, and there is currently no treatment."