handsome brother

Mu Han's thoughts drifted back to his previous life. How foolish he was back then, giving up everything for someone who was not worthy at all. At this moment, two figures suddenly rushed over like a gust of wind.

Mu Han was instantly protected by the two men, preventing the chandelier from completely crashing down on him. The two men collapsed before him, and Mu Han, distraught, looked first at Lu Zhizhi, only to see his right hand dripping with blood. He then turned to look at Han Yi, whose left hand was also injured. Mu Han was momentarily caught in a dilemma, unsure who to save first. Just then, Bai Zihan rushed to Lu Zhizhi's side.

Mu Han took one last look at Lu Zhizhi, gritted his teeth, and immediately helped Han Yi to his feet. Lu Zhizhi watched Mu Han's retreating figure with eyes full of grievance, his heart aching as if it were being torn apart, a surge of resentment surging in his heart: Why did you choose him? What about me? Lu Zhizhi stared blankly until Mu Han's figure completely disappeared from his sight. His vision gradually blurred, and only Bai Zihan's anxious cries remained in his ears.

...Three days later, Lu Zhizhi slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was his uncle's concerned face. Lu Zhizhi endured the discomfort in his body and looked around anxiously, but he couldn't find Mu Han. Seeing his actions, his uncle shook his head helplessly and said, "Azhi, don't look for him anymore, he's not here."

A trace of loneliness flashed across Lu Zhizhi's eyes. He lowered his eyes for a moment, then looked at his uncle aggrievedly. He asked in a lost tone, "Who has come here in the past few days?"

My uncle sighed helplessly and said, "Bai Zihan came here twice, but he hasn't come here yet." After that, my uncle looked at the time and continued, "Bai Zihan should be here soon at this time."

Lu Zhizhi stopped talking and fell into a daze, while his uncle watched him silently. At this moment, there was a light knock on the door. Lu Zhizhi immediately looked towards the door, but when he saw that it was Bai Zihan, he lowered his head in disappointment.

Bai Zihan said gently, "Azhi, you're awake. Are you feeling better?"

Lu Zhizhi didn't respond to him, not even looking at him. Seeing this, his uncle politely said to Bai Zihan: "You've worked hard these past few days. Ah Zhi needs to rest, so don't disturb him."

Bai Zihan glanced at Lu Zhizhi reluctantly, then walked out slowly. Not long after he left, his uncle's phone rang. His uncle looked at the name on the phone screen, then looked at Lu Zhizhi, and asked gently, "Azhi, it's Xiao Lu's call, are you going to answer it?"

Lu Zhizhi didn't say anything, but he had already extended his hand. His uncle gently placed the phone in his hand. Lu Zhizhi slowly put the phone to his ear. A childish voice came from it, saying happily, "Brother, are you feeling better? I'll come to see you tomorrow."

Lu Zhizhi raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said gently: "Okay, Xiao Lu, did you listen to your father carefully?"

Ji Lu (my uncle's son, only three years old) replied in a baby voice: "Brother, I listen to my father. You can ask and find out."

Lu Zhizhi said gently again: "Okay, I know, brother is a little tired."

Ji Lu said obediently: "Okay then, brother, have a good rest. Bye."

After hanging up the phone, Lu Zhizhi returned the phone to his uncle slowly and searched around on the table next to him. Seeing this, his uncle said gently, "Azhi, the phone is here. I'll give it to you tomorrow. It's late today, you should rest first."

...The next morning, not long after Lu Zhizhi got up, his uncle came with Little Lu. When Little Lu saw Lu Zhizhi, he immediately ran over excitedly, smiling brightly and said, "Brother, I haven't seen you for a long time. I missed you so much. Did you miss me?"

Lu Zhizhi smiled gently, reached out and gently touched Ji Lu's head, and said, "Brother, of course I miss Xiao Lu."

After saying that, Ji Lu took out Lu Zhizhi's cell phone from his small backpack, handed it to Lu Zhizhi carefully, and asked curiously: "Brother, who is the handsome brother in your phone?"

Lu Zhizhi smiled and touched Ji Lu's head, saying, "This handsome brother is the one my brother likes."

Ji Lu nodded, not quite understanding, and said with a smile: "Then let my brother talk to you."

After saying that, Ji Lu picked up his phone, ran to the chair next to him and sat down to play. His uncle was patiently giving Lu Zhizhi psychological counseling. After a while, Ji Lu got a little bored and looked at his father, then at his brother, and said in a baby voice, "Dad, I have to go to the bathroom first."

Before his father could respond, he ran out. After using the toilet, Ji Lu came out skipping and jumping. When he was about to go back to his room, he saw a person at the door of Lu Zhizhi's ward. He looked at the person, hesitated for a moment, and finally turned and left. While looking at the person's back, Ji Lu suddenly remembered that this person was the handsome brother on his brother's phone, so he immediately chased after him.

Seeing him walking further and further away, Ji Lu hurriedly shouted, "Handsome brother, wait for me."

Mu Han heard a child's voice behind him, stopped and turned around, only to see a child carrying a small yellow bag, wearing a blue top and black pants, and a small yellow duck hat. His eyes and eyebrows looked a bit like Lu Zhizhi.

Seeing him stop, Ji Lu quickened his pace and soon came to Mu Han's side, panting and saying, "Handsome brother."

Mu Han looked at him with a smile, reached out and touched his head, and asked gently: "Little friend, did you recognize the wrong person?"

Ji Lu replied in a baby voice: "I'm not mistaken, the one on my brother's phone screen is my handsome brother."

Mu Han still asked gently: "What's your brother's name?"

Ji Lutian said in a childish voice: "My brother's name is Lu Zhizhi. Why didn't you come in when you were standing at the door just now? Don't you like me?"