The afternoon sun was lazy.
The villa has an indoor gym with a bunch of expensive fitness equipment. At this moment, a man dressed in loose sportswear is doing pull-ups.
Gu Fei has a very regular lifestyle. He exercises every week, either running outdoors or staying in the gym, so it's no wonder he has a good physique and strong stamina.
Lin Qingyan had seen his eight-pack abs before and could only envy them.
Lin Qingyan sat beside him watching. A thin layer of sweat covered the man's mature and handsome face. Large beads of sweat slid down his well-defined cheeks and eventually disappeared into his collar.
The gym was filled with a strong sense of masculinity.
Lin Qingyan felt that men would be more pleasing to the eye if they weren't wearing clothes. Of course, he could only think this in his heart; he could never say these words out loud.
He couldn't help but lift his shirt to look at his abdomen. He definitely didn't have eight-pack abs; it was very flat, with only a shallow four-pack. This was thanks to the fact that he practiced dancing every day when he participated in the talent show.
He has injured his hand and cannot exercise.
I reckon those four abs will soon become one.
Gu Fei noticed the boy's movements out of the corner of his eye. Seeing the boy's slightly furrowed brows, a smile involuntarily appeared in his eyes. He stopped what he was doing. "Yan Yan, come here."
The boy, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, immediately picked up the chubby orange cat on his lap like a little animal summoned by its owner, got up and walked to the man's side, looking up at him slightly.
"Brother Fei, what's wrong?"
Gu Fei: "Do exercise."
"But my right hand isn't healed yet," Lin Qingyan said, puzzled.
"fine."
...
As expected, nothing happened.
A minute later, Lin Qingyan lay on the floor, his face flushed red, with Gu Fei's hands on either side of him, pressing him down to do... push-ups.
Um... it's very simple, just push-ups.
He can do it not only with both hands, but also with one hand, and his movements are very standard.
Lin Qingyan: "..."
With each lean of Gu Fei, Lin Qingyan felt enveloped by the hormonal aura emanating from the man.
Those handsome, thin lips were so close, and the hot breath that escaped with each breath splashed all over his face, making his fair cheeks slightly red, like a half-ripe peach.
Gu Fei would even deliberately lower her head to kiss him.
Don't be fooled by his stern and unsmiling demeanor, which makes him seem like a serious old cadre. He's hiding a lot of wicked intentions inside. All he does is talk about exercising, just to take advantage of him.
He could see the smile hidden in Gu Fei's eyes!
As Gu Fei leaned down to kiss her again, Lin Qingyan raised her hand to cover his lips, glaring at the face so close to hers, and complained angrily, "You're lying, I don't need to move at all while lying here."
He thought his gaze was fierce, but in Gu Fei's eyes, his watery peach blossom eyes held a hint of anger, making him look more like he was being coquettish.
"Yan Yan looks great like this, she doesn't need to exercise."
Lin Qingyan's hand was still covering the man's lips, and her breath as she spoke was all over his palm. He felt a slight shiver from the heat and immediately withdrew his hand.
In the end, he quickly fled the gym.
Who told Gu Fei to break the rules like that?
Watching the boy's disheveled retreating figure, Gu Fei chuckled and sat down on the floor. The chubby orange cat opposite him was licking its fur with one leg raised, making eye contact with its owner.
The chubby orange cat paused for a moment, then took off running in the direction its owner had left.
Lin Qingyan fed Xiao Ju some dried fish, and the little guy happily ran out to play after he was full. Lin Qingyan then took the opportunity to pack up the things he had brought back from the Lin family.
He placed the wooden rabbit carving on the desk, then took out the notebook, about the size of an adult's palm, and sat down to start reading it.
He had no recollection of the contents, only that it was written when he was eight years old, the paper was old and yellowed, the handwriting was very childish, and the content was the same.
The records are mostly about everyday life, some happy and some unhappy, with unhappy days making up the majority, such as when I was hit by my father or scolded by my mother, and so on.
There were happy times too, like when he collected trash and earned money to buy candy. A few pieces of candy could make him happy for a whole day.
"So easily satisfied," Lin Qing smiled, but there was little joy in his eyes. He didn't even want to think about those past days, but this diary forced him to recall that dark period.
However, when Lin Qingyan saw the diary entries after August 2, 2005, he was somewhat confused and puzzled. The diary entry said that he and his mother went to a beautiful castle and met a very handsome but not very cheerful older brother.
Zhou Yuelan was probably a maid in a wealthy family, and this older brother was probably the young master of the villa.
But the current Lin Qingyan has no memory of this period at all.
Lin Qingyan continued reading, and for the next half month, the diary entries were all about that older brother.
He hid in the flower bushes to peek at the older boy, but was discovered. He mustered up his courage and gave the older boy a piece of his favorite preserved plum candy. The older boy accepted it and thanked him.
From then on, whenever he didn't finish helping Zhou Yuelan with her chores, he would go to play with the older brother and give him a piece of candy, which the older brother would always accept. The older brother was not fond of smiling and was taciturn, but he would always thank him.
He followed his older brother around like a little tail every day, and the older brother gradually began to accept his approach. He would talk to him, bring him all kinds of delicious snacks, and even smile at him...
Between the lines, Lin Qingyan could sense that he was very happy spending time with that older brother in the "castle" when he was eight years old. The last entry in his diary reads:
Friday, August 28, 2005, sunny.
Today, my older brother gave me a beautiful little cake. It's the best cake I've ever eaten. I wish I could eat a cake like this every year on my birthday. But my mom only celebrates my younger brother's birthday; I've never had a birthday celebration.
Oh, and my older brother smiled at me today. He looks so handsome when he smiles, like an angel. I wish I could stay with him forever, so I could have a little cake every day!
That's all. As for whether the wish in the diary came true, the answer is no. In Lin Qingyan's memory, this so-called "big brother" never existed.
He didn't get to eat small cakes every day either.
Lin Qingyan closed his diary and fell silent, seemingly lost in thought. He didn't speak for a long time, but after searching his mind for a long time, he found no castle, nor any angelic older brother.
His name was not mentioned in the diary.
All I know is that he is very good-looking.
Lin Qingyan even suspected that it was a character he had imagined when he was a child, and that this older brother did not actually exist. If such a person really existed, why did he have no memory of him?
Suddenly the door to the room was pushed open, and Gu Fei's appearance interrupted his thoughts. "What is Yan Yan thinking about?" He had just come out of the gym, his face was still covered in sweat, and his clothes were soaked with sweat.
Lin Qingyan looked up at him, paused for a moment, and then softly uttered three words, "Big brother."
Gu Fei felt a chill run down his spine as distant memories surfaced in his mind, the boy's soft, gentle voice overlapping with the innocent, childlike voice he remembered.
His Adam's apple bobbed, his gaze lingering on the diary in Lin Qingyan's hand before shifting back to her, his voice slightly hoarse, "Why do you call me that?"
Does the child remember something when he sees the diary?
"It's nothing... I just suddenly felt like calling you that." Lin Qingyan smiled awkwardly, not noticing anything unusual about Gu Fei.
He simply felt that, compared to the person he met when he was a child, whose existence he didn't even know, the man in front of him was his "big brother," because Gu Fei was the one who was kind to him and would give him small cakes every day.
He wanted to stay with Gu Fei forever.
Gu Fei understood; Yan Yan still couldn't remember.
He couldn't quite describe his feelings; he wasn't particularly disappointed. Whether Lin Qingyan remembered or not was no longer important. He raised his hand and gently patted the boy's head, his magnetic voice soft and gentle, "I like it when you call me that."
After saying that, he strode into the bathroom, needing a shower after working up a sweat.
Lin Qingyan watched the bathroom door close and couldn't help but smile. He muttered softly, "Big brother? Brother?" It sounded a little cheesy, but it wasn't that he couldn't call him that.
Ten minutes later, Gu Fei came out of the bathroom, wearing only a bath towel and casually drying his wet short hair.
Lin Qingyan remained seated in the same spot, his gaze fixed on the man, finally catching sight of his exceptionally sexy eight-pack abs. He stood up, his tone naturally gentle and obedient: "Brother, let me blow-dry your hair."
"..." Gu Fei paused in his hair-drying motion. Brother? For a moment, he wondered if there was something wrong with his ears. He turned his head to look in the direction of the sound, and the boy's expression was natural.
Hmm, I might really be hallucinating.
He continued drying his hair as if nothing had happened.
However, not long after, a voice rang in my ears again: "Brother, where did you put the hairdryer?"
Gu Fei heard that "brother" clearly.
The hair dryer had always been in the same place, so Lin Qingyan couldn't possibly not know that, unless he asked on purpose. Gu Fei looked towards the source of the sound again and caught the mischievous smile in the boy's eyes that he hadn't had time to hide.
Gu Fei: "..."
Gu Fei remained expressionless and said calmly, "It's in the third drawer from the left in the cabinet."
It seems it's not working. Gu Fei isn't interested in being called "brother" at all. Lin Qingyan could only open the drawer and take out the hair dryer. "Brother Fei, please sit down."
Gu Fei sat down on the edge of the bed, and Lin Qingyan stood next to him. Just as he was about to turn on the hairdryer, his waist was suddenly grabbed by a strong arm, and he was forced to sit on the man's lap.
"Brother Fei, you..."
Gu Fei: "Hmm? Why aren't you calling me 'brother' anymore?"
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