"Brother, do you think I'm used to eating the food you cook?"
After Lu Jiayang stuffed a bun into his mouth, he smiled at Lu Zixiao and said, "I feel that the food outside is not tasty now. Only the food you make is the most delicious to me."
"If it tastes good, eat more." Lu Zixiao looked at him, a hint of heartache flashed in his eyes, "Eat before you leave, there's no rush."
"Okay," Lu Jiayang said with a chuckle, "Then I won't be polite."
Although he was smiling the whole time, he didn't even notice that his eyes had become redder and redder since the boy left. Crystal clear tears were piling up in his eyes, but they stubbornly refused to fall.
Those peach blossom eyes were moist and bright, but hidden beneath that forced smile was sadness and helplessness.
Xiaobao pouted, walked to the side and squatted down. While taking the water bottle from his backpack, he tried hard to calm down.
He was afraid that he would cry before Lu Jiayang.
"Brother, drink some water." Xiao Bao had returned to normal when he returned to Lu Jiayang. "Don't choke."
"Yeah, okay baby."
After Lu Jiayang finished the last bun, he took the thermos and unscrewed the lid. Then a refreshing and sweet smell suddenly hit him.
He looked closely and found that it was not ordinary warm water, but rock sugar and snow pear soup specially made by Lu Ziyi.
Lu Jiayang could no longer control himself, and a huge teardrop slid down defenselessly. He quickly closed the lid of the thermos to prevent the tear from falling into the pear soup.
Lu Ziyi bent down slightly, wiped the tears from his face with his fingers, and said softly: "Don't you want to try it? I've been brewing it for a long time. I made it according to your taste. It's not too sweet, and it's good for your throat."
"Thank you, second brother. I'll drink it right away." Lu Jiayang's voice was a little choked this time. He unscrewed the bottle cap again and took a few sips. "It's really delicious..."
"Third brother, don't cry. If you cry, I will cry too."
Xiao Bao looked at him eagerly, grabbed his hand and rubbed it on his face, "Don't pay too much attention to what that person says. He is not you, so he certainly can't understand your efforts and hard work. He can only say sarcastic words."
"But I really fell behind," Lu Jiayang was very frustrated. "We practiced that scene three times, but every time I reached the highest point and then fell down, I couldn't control my nervousness and fear, and then fell down and failed..."
"Well...if it really doesn't work, how about changing someone else?" Lu Jiaming suggested, "You're all in the same group anyway, so as long as you can cooperate and perform successfully, isn't that enough? You won't have to push yourself too hard after changing someone else."
"We tried," Lu Jiayang said in a muffled voice, "but the teacher said that no matter who plays this role, it won't work well."
"Doesn't this mean that only you, Third Brother, are qualified for this role?" Lu Jiaming said, "That means the teacher is very satisfied with your acting skills. What's that term you guys use... ah, right, character interpretation?"
"Your performance of the role is also satisfactory, which proves that you are already very good. Why do you still care so much about what that idiot said?"
Lu Jiayang looked up at him, his eyes full of confusion: "But it's precisely because my teacher has high expectations of me and I fail again and again that I feel so useless..."
"No, no, no, Third Brother, think about it from another angle." Lu Yuxuan stretched out his index finger and shook it in the air. "Even you say that they are useless, so they are useless among the useless."
The words were rough but the truth was there. Xiaobao raised his little paw in agreement: "This time I stand with Fifth Brother."
Lu Jiayang smiled bitterly: "You are all right, maybe I am too obsessed with it."
"You've always been great, even when you were a kid," Lu Zixiao suddenly said in a calm voice, "Don't let others' words easily sway your thoughts, and don't be so self-deprecating as to deny yourself."
"But brother..." Lu Jiayang said hesitantly, "What if I never succeed?"
"I don't need you to succeed," Lu Zixiao said, "You said this choice will make you happy."
"Then I just want you to be happy, and I'll do my best for the rest."
Lu Jiayang's heart moved, and his voice trembled slightly: "What if I fail in the end..."
"Then go home." Lu Zixiao looked at him with a gentle smile, "I'll make you something delicious."
Lu Jiayang burst into laughter instantly and wiped his eyes, "Brother, you are really... are you trying to comfort a child?"
But he seemed to really like it, and the gloom in his heart immediately dissipated a lot.
Although he was still a little lost, when he looked at the brothers in front of him who cared about him and loved him, Lu Jiayang suddenly felt motivated again.
Damn it! Isn’t it just fear of heights?
Sooner or later, I will trample this insignificant fear under my feet!
Lu Jiayang silently encouraged himself in his heart, then revealed a sincere and happy smile, "Let's go! Go home!"
When Xiaobao saw that he had finally recovered, his eyes immediately sparkled again. He ran over and hugged Lu Jiayang's arm, saying, "Third brother, get up slowly. Xiaobao will help you."
Lu Jiayang tried to move his legs and shook his head: "No, baby, you are a little short, I can't use my strength and can't get up."
The corners of Xiaobao's mouth that were raised suddenly turned downwards.
Woohoo… Is there any way to get taller in a second? I'm waiting online, it's urgent. ( ?? ﹏ ?? )
"Let me do it."
Lu Jiaming strode over, ignoring Lu Jiayang's raised arm, turned around and squatted without saying a word.
"Ah?" Lu Jiayang was stunned.
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