By the time Chu Zhang had the opportunity to return to the Chu family home on the weekend, Wan Qiu had already received three love letters.
Wan Qiu brought all the love letters he had sorted out back to the Chu family's main residence.
When they brought all the love letters back, they realized that there were so many fans in the school who were willing to write love letters to Chu Zhang.
Once Chu Zhang returns, Wan Qiu will basically have all his time occupied.
If it weren't for homework, Chu Zhang would have insisted on playing with Wan Qiu without a care in the world.
On a weekend day, the autumn sun shines just right outside.
Wearing a thin sweater, Chu Zhang casually slumped on the balcony of Chu Yigui's bedroom, sprawled out, completely lacking his usual star aura.
Wan Qiu was diligently doing her homework opposite Chu Zhang, while Chu Yigui was familiarizing herself with the ongoing work next to Wan Qiu.
There was very little homework in college, and Chu Yigui almost never did any homework at home, focusing most of her energy on Chu Jianshu's company.
Chu Zhang propped his legs up high, rocking the stool as he flipped through the huge pile of love letters Wan Qiu had shown him.
During a break between finishing one assignment and exchanging it for another, Wan Qiu asked Chu Zhang, "Aren't these love letters pretty?"
"There's no such thing as a beautiful or ugly love letter. They're all written according to one's mood. Everyone's mood is different, so what they express is different."
Chu Zhang put the envelope he had finished reading back away and opened another one.
"Don't you need to reply?" Wan Qiu asked.
Chu Zhang laughed: "If I had to reply to each one individually, I probably wouldn't be able to work. Do you know how many love letters your older brother receives every day? One day I'll take you to the company to see them. There's a special place there dedicated to displaying your older brother's love letters."
Ever since Chu Zhang introduced himself as "I am Wan Qiu's elder brother," he has always liked to refer to himself as "your elder brother," "my elder brother," or "Wan Qiu's elder brother."
Wan Qiu was surprised: "So you read every single love letter?"
"I'll look at it occasionally, but most of the time I don't have time to look at it, but I'll keep it safe."
Wan Qiu looked at the love letter in Chu Zhang's hand.
"But I will still read the love letter that Wanqiu specially brought back for me."
"This is what Wang Yue summarized for me." Wan Qiu didn't forget to mention Wang Yue.
Chu Zhang laughed and said, "She even wrote notes on her love letters. That's so cute."
“Wang Yue is very cute.” Wan Qiu nodded seriously.
Chu Zhang raised an eyebrow, looked at Wan Qiu, and then glanced at Chu Yigui.
Chu Yigui simply stood quietly to the side, very calm.
Chu Zhang looked at a letter lying to the side with a half-smile. Unlike the other letters that were placed there, this letter lay there quietly, highlighting its uniqueness.
Occasionally, while reading the letters, Chu Zhang would look up at Chu Yigui and Wan Qiu.
Chu Yigui would often suddenly look up to check on Wan Qiu's homework progress, checking it very frequently.
Wan Qiu was also used to doing his own thing under Chu Yigui's watchful gaze.
Chu Yigui would occasionally point out where Wan Qiu had made a mistake, and Wan Qiu would show a troubled expression, but would obediently start thinking again.
Although Chu Zhang had long known that Wan Qiu and Chu Yigui had a great understanding, this feeling of being one with each other still seemed very subtle.
When Wan Qiu put down his pen, Chu Zhang was clearly excited.
"Finally finished? Do I have to take my homework this seriously every day? It's just homework, I can just do it casually."
Chu Zhang felt no shame at all about his past as a hoodlum.
Wan Qiu stood up and stretched.
"I need to do my homework carefully so that I can do well in the college entrance examination," Wan Qiu said.
Chu Zhang's expression was subtle: "Aren't you only a sophomore in high school? You're already thinking about the college entrance exam so early."
“You were already learning second-year material when you were in your first year of high school,” Wan Qiu said.
"You can't compare to Chu Yigui, there's no way. Chu Yigui's learning ability is already beyond the realm of ordinary people, even without hard work."
“I also want to go to the university that Yi Gui is attending now.” Wan Qiu’s hands, which were resting on her lap, unconsciously tightened. “But the university’s admission score requirements are quite high.”
Chu Zhang turned his head and suddenly asked, "Did Wan Qiu specifically want to take the exam for this university because he wanted to go there, or because Chu Yigui is here?"
Wan Qiu blinked: "Most of it is because of Yi Gui."
Chu Zhang noticed out of the corner of his eye that Chu Yigui's expression was momentarily dazed as he checked Wan Qiu's homework, and that he even hid his emotions by trembling eyelashes so that Chu Zhang wouldn't notice.
"So honest, but is Wan Qiu going to keep chasing after Chu Yigui?" Chu Zhang said with a half-smile, which was quite provocative. "Chu Yigui is not a role model worth learning from."
“That’s what I want, because I really like Yi Gui, so I want to do it this way.” Wan Qiu replied to Chu Zhang with great certainty.
Chu Zhang smiled. Wan Qiu's answer was not what he wanted to hear; it was what he wanted Chu Yigui to hear.
Chu Zhang stepped forward and gave Wan Qiu a good rub: "Big brother really likes Wan Qiu's honest and goal-oriented nature, which is much better than his timid and hesitant personality."
Chu Zhang felt that no one could remain unmoved by Wan Qiu's unwavering yearning.
Especially Chu Yigui, who already valued Wanqiu highly.
Chu Zhang believes that Chu Yigui's current calm and stability are a facade.
Between Wan Qiu and Chu Yigui, the intertwined and flowing entanglement seems to have a subtle sense of chaos.
It seems something has happened.
But it wasn't Wanqiu who was confused, it was Chu Yigui.
Their little angel always has a clear goal and moves forward with unwavering determination; he's incredibly cool.
Chu Zhang revealed a wicked smile.
He took a letter from the table beside him, went to Wanqiu's side, and placed it in Wanqiu's hand.
The snow-white envelope had only a little lace trim at the seal; it was clean and pretty, and there wasn't even a note written on it.
"Take a look?" Chu Zhang said.
Wan Qiu shook his head: "You can't just read what other people write."
"This isn't for me, it's for you," Chu Zhang said with a half-smile, glancing sideways at Chu Yigui from above Wan Qiu's head.
However, Chu Yigui did not give any interesting response.
Chu Zhang raised an eyebrow slightly.
However, after a while, Chu Zhang discovered that not only Chu Yigui, but even Wan Qiu was unusually quiet.
Lowering his head in confusion, Chu Zhang met Wan Qiu's expression, which was one of utter shock and complete inability to react.
"Haha, are you so surprised? Is this the first time our Wanqiu has received a love letter?" Chu Zhang laughed.
Wan Qiu raised his head, stammering, his face even turning bright red: "I...love letter...my..."
"Isn't this great?" Suddenly, Chu Zhang reached out and pinched Wan Qiu's cheeks. "Our Wan Qiu can receive love letters now. That's wonderful. Wan Qiu is now a boy that girls can like."
Wan Qiu stared at the snow-white envelope in front of him.
Even if you don't know who it is, and even if you will refuse, receiving a love letter is exciting enough in itself.
"If it's Yi Gui, she must have received quite a few love letters, right?" Chu Zhang suddenly asked.
Wan Qiu was stunned, and suddenly looked up at Chu Yigui.
"Yes." Chu Yigui did not deny it.
Wan Qiu's eyes widened: "When did this happen? How come I didn't know?"
Even though Wan Qiu knew very well that Chu Yigui would not accept the confession, he was still shocked when he learned that Chu Yigui had secretly concealed the fact that she had received love letters.
“All similar gifts or letters I received have been returned,” Chu Yigui said.
Even Chu Zhang's expression became subtle at this moment: "You just returned it like that? I remember you were very emotionally intelligent, how could you be so decisive in something like this?"
“I did refuse them properly,” Chu Yigui said to Chu Zhang. “Each time, they voluntarily withdrew their love letters.”
Chu Zhang's expression could no longer be described as subtle.
Wan Qiu looked up at Chu Yigui with longing eyes, then looked down at her love letter.
"Should I do the same?"
Wan Qiu suddenly felt a pang of guilt for the joy she felt at receiving the love letter.
"Want to see what it says?" Chu Zhang seemed quite interested. "There are many ways to refuse, but Chu Yigui just chose a rather blunt one."
Wan Qiu hesitated, then grasped the envelope with both hands.
He looked up at Chu Yigui as if possessed.
For Wanqiu, every first time in this world is something to be noted and commemorated.
Therefore, if possible, he would not like to negotiate in the same forceful manner as Chu Yigui.
However, Wan Qiu also knew that the person he liked would probably be jealous when receiving a love letter, since Chu Yigui had clearly stated that she liked him.
If he opens the love letter now, will Chu Yigui be unhappy?
Wan Qiu glanced at Chu Yigui's expression discreetly, but Chu Yigui remained calm.
It seems that he doesn't care at all whether Wanqiu received a love letter or not.
Chu Zhang also noticed the strange eye contact between Chu Yigui and Wan Qiu, and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
Unfortunately, Chu Yigui's face showed no intriguing expression.
He seemed genuinely indifferent.
Chu Zhang found the interaction between Wan Qiu and Chu Yigui quite peculiar and unique.
With a mischievous glint in his eye, Chu Zhang grasped Wan Qiu's hand and manipulated Wan Qiu's fingers to open the seal on the envelope.
"It won't hurt to just look."
Chu Zhang's voice, tinged with laughter, reached Wan Qiu's ears.
But her gaze, filled with probing, was fixed on Chu Yigui.
But unfortunately...
There was nothing there.
The love letter was opened, and Wan Qiu read it carefully.
The handwriting on the love letter was beautiful, delicate, and lovely, like little flowers blooming on the paper.
It's clear that they put in the effort.
"Can my elder brother take a look too?" Chu Zhang asked, but his eyes were already glancing at the letter.
Wanqiu wouldn't refuse, but she also felt it wasn't appropriate to just casually show it to others.
He held the letter in both hands, half-covering his chest, and stared longingly at Chu Zhang.
Chu Zhang gave in to Wan Qiu's gaze: "Alright, big brother, I won't look anymore, okay?"
Wan Qiu nodded, then looked at Chu Yigui.
Chu Yigui was no longer sitting beside him; he had gone to a faraway place.
That is, you won't see the envelope in Wanqiu's hand.
He seemed completely uninterested in the love letters Wan Qiu had received.
The love letter contained some trivial details, but every little thing written down was a small detail that Wan Qiu herself had not noticed.
Wan Qiu thought this must have been a letter from a girl in his class during his first year of high school.
The girl said that he helped her take out the trash while the class was cleaning. She was feeling dizzy and nauseous that day and was very grateful for Wan Qiu's help.
The girl said that Wan Qiu was in her group during extracurricular activities and took good care of her.
The girl said that he helped her carry very heavy props during a school event.
These are not important matters at all; Wanqiu doesn't even remember them.
Wanqiu simply wanted to do what he could to help others.
But it was all recorded.
The girl seemed more interested in chatting with him through letters than dating him.
There were no phrases like "I like you" or "I want to date you" throughout the entire video, but there were many "thank you" messages.
Wan Qiu finished reading the envelope, her cheeks flushing slightly.
Wan Qiu noticed a faint fragrance emanating from the letter paper, unsure whether it was the smell of the paper or the handwriting.
"What's inside?" Chu Zhang asked curiously, sitting in front of Wan Qiu and watching Wan Qiu's expression as he read the envelope from beginning to end.
“Hmm…” Wan Qiu thought for a moment and said, “I mean, I am a very good person, a very outstanding person.”
Chu Zhang raised an eyebrow.
Wan Qiu smiled as she put the letter into the envelope: "I'm very happy."
"Really?" Chu Zhang was clearly also showing some interest because of Wan Qiu's joy.
"This letter tells me that my efforts to become better have finally enabled me to help others."
Chu Zhang was stunned.
Wan Qiu smiled, her cheeks flushed a light pink, and the corners of her lips turned up slightly.
I'm so happy.
“Wanqiu is already very outstanding.” Chu Zhang couldn’t help but hug Wanqiu. “Wanqiu, why don’t you write a letter in reply?”
Wan Qiu said, "I don't know who to reply to, since it doesn't say who sent the letter."
"Wang Yue should know, right?" Chu Zhang asked.
Wan Qiu took a picture of the envelope with his phone and sent it to Wang Yue, who replied instantly as always.
Wang Yue: I remember, so what?
Wanqiu: If I want to reply, could you please deliver it to that person for me?
Wang Yue: OK.
Wang Yue: What's up, are you going to start dating?
Wang Yue: Let's talk quickly, the sooner we ship the bad endings, the sooner we'll be free. I'm going to go back and read a few sweet stories that I've carefully saved to heal my heart.
Wan Qiu stared at Wang Yue's message, unsure how to reply.
"Then you should reply properly. It's a letter someone wrote to you very sincerely." Chu Zhang ruffled Wanqiu's hair.
Chu Yigui was facing away from them, seemingly completely absorbed in her work.
Wanqiu intended to reply properly.
However, the actual time available to reply was very short. By the time Chu Zhang had returned to work, Wan Qiu had not yet finished writing his reply.
Wanqiu delayed for several days.
Replying to letters is not allowed at school, otherwise it will be bad if people make fun of it.
When he was at home, he spent most of his time with Chu Yigui. For some reason, Wan Qiu was unwilling to reply to letters in front of Chu Yigui.
This isn't exactly a love letter, because there's no confession, and Wanqiu can't even write a rejection. Responding to it feels like responding to someone else's feelings.
Wan Qiu always tried to avoid Chu Yigui, and would secretly write in his room every night. However, when the time came, Wan Qiu's biological clock would very accurately urge him to go to sleep.
The other party's letter was very long, and Wan Qiu wanted to write even more words in his reply to ensure sincerity.
For various reasons, Wanqiu felt so helpless that her hair was falling out.
Wan Qiu brought the reply home over the weekend, tucking the letter into the Chinese textbook he brought home.
That evening, Wan Qiu, clutching her Chinese textbook that she needed to memorize, wanted to return to her bedroom to say goodnight to Chu Yigui.
But today, Chu Yigui did not let him go.
"What's wrong?" Wan Qiu looked at Chu Yigui, who was holding his hand, with a puzzled expression.
“Write it here, I’ll help you.” Chu Yigui’s fingers hooked around Wan Qiu’s wrist, which was holding the Chinese textbook.
Following Chu Yigui's pull, Wan Qiu was pulled back to the desk.
"What?" But after Wan Qiu sat down obediently, her nervousness belatedly arrived. "I've finished today's homework."
“You’ve been distracted lately, and if you can’t reply properly, it will really affect your mental state,” Chu Yigui said calmly. “Let me help you organize your thoughts so you can reply as soon as possible.”
Wan Qiu realized that Chu Yigui probably knew that he had been secretly writing back to Chu Yigui all this time.
Wan Qiu felt inexplicably aggrieved: "I didn't want to write it in front of you."
“I know,” Chu Yigui replied.
Wan Qiu lowered his head, somewhat at a loss: "You like me, and it's very wrong of me to write back to you."
Suddenly, Wan Qiu felt Chu Yigui's hand gently stroking his neck.
A subtle, intimate touch faintly wafted through the air.
Chu Yigui's touch made Wan Qiu suddenly realize that it seemed that his attention had been focused on the envelope and that he had been neglecting to touch Chu Yigui.
Her body immediately awakened a sense of attachment, and Wanqiu leaned against Chu Yigui's palm.
"Even if you want to date other people, that's fine."
However, at this moment, Wan Qiu's body suddenly stiffened.
He looked up, staring at Chu Yigui in disbelief.
Chu Yigui remained calm, like still, stagnant water. In his deep pupils, Wan Qiu was reflected, but not brightly.
"What does this mean?" Wan Qiu asked.
"I won't restrict you from doing anything."
"And what about you?" Wan Qiu suddenly asked anxiously.
"I will remain the same as I am now, there will be no change."
At this moment, Wan Qiu felt that he could no longer understand Chu Yigui at all.
Wan Qiu seemed to see an airtight iron box, completely sealing Chu Yigui inside.
This iron box, however, was a set of rules that Chu Yigui had created for himself.
"You mean I can like anyone, and date anyone, but you will only like me and only love me, is that right?"
"Yes," Chu Yigui replied calmly.
"No matter what I do, you'll go along with it, even if it's something that will upset you, you'll still do it for me, is that right?"
"yes."
"Do you mean that you'll be very upset by this, but you won't make any demands of me?"
"……yes."
Wan Qiu lowered his head, staring at the table. At this moment, he had no intention of observing Chu Yigui's expression.
He wanted to hear Chu Yigui's voice.
I want to hear him express his feelings.
But Wanqiu knew he couldn't hear any of Chu Yigui's thoughts.
A strange feeling is gradually rising from my heart.
The dense, suffocating feeling, as if it were suffocating Wanqiu's breath, was like a scorching flame slowly spreading from his heart.
“Is this the right thing to do?” Wan Qiu asked.
However, this time, Chu Yigui did not give Wan Qiu a definite answer.
I feel so bad.
Wan Qiu felt that at this moment, even his breath became hot.
“Yi Gui is always doing the right thing, and I have always believed that what Yi Gui does is right.”
Wanqiu murmured, recounting the sense of peace that resided in her heart.
"My former homeroom teacher once told me that everyone in this world makes mistakes, and what to do if you make a mistake."
At the time, I thought that if Yi Gui made a mistake, then I would share the blame with her.
Wan Qiu had no idea what Chu Yigui's emotions were, what his expression was, or where his eyes were looking.
“Yi Gui has made a mistake, it must be a very serious mistake, but I don’t know how I should take responsibility like Yi Gui.”
At this moment, tiny flames flickered through his blood, coursing through Wanqiu's body, even reaching his fingertips in anger.
Wan Qiu reached out and grabbed the hem of Chu Yigui's clothes, who was standing right in front of him.
"Why would you do such a thing? Yi Gui, don't you know this is wrong?!"
At this moment, Wanqiu's brain seemed to have been burned out.
He had no idea.
"I clearly care about your feelings, and now you're doing this, don't you think I'm being unreasonable!"
Wan Qiu rarely speaks loudly or strains his voice.
This was the first time he had amplified his voice so much.
Clench your hands tightly like this.
Such a strong rejection of everything that is happening now.
"The wise Yi Gui would never do such a thing!"
Wanqiu hadn't shed a tear in a very, very long time.
The temperature of his tears felt like it was scalding his eyes.
Tears from the depths of my heart are not tears of fear, but tears of anxiety.
"I don't want your things."
"I don't want you to be like this."
Wanqiu was babbling incoherently.
Wan Qiu felt Chu Yigui reach out to hug him, but for some reason, Wan Qiu directly pushed his hands away.
Wan Qiu felt himself moving forward, while Chu Yigui was even pushed backward by him.
He grabbed Chu Yigui by the collar.
At this moment, Wanqiu felt as if he might be controlled by a demon.
He is doing something terrible.
When Wan Qiu realized that someone was carrying him away from behind, he was still tightly clutching Chu Yigui's clothes with both hands.
Someone took his hand and gently comforted him.
A gentle voice came from beside him, whispering something in his ear.
Wan Qiu vaguely sensed that it seemed to be her second brother's voice, but she couldn't quite hear what he was saying.
"...Don't be angry...Wanqiu, calm down...Be good...Let go..."
Wanqiu was very upset.
But the faint sound that entered Wanqiu's ears made him realize something in a daze.
This burning, agonizing feeling that seems to consume everything inside your body is called anger.
Angry, furious.
These are such painful words.
Wan Qiu felt Yang Ze pick him up.
Wan Qiu embraced Yang Ze, as if he had left Chu Yigui.
Wanqiu struggled unconsciously for a moment, then looked at Chu Yigui.
He couldn't see clearly.
In just a moment, Chu Yigui's figure was obscured by Chu Jianshu.
But that blurry glimpse made Wan Qiu feel a sharp, painful ache in his heart.
Wan Qiu vaguely remembered that when he was angry, he seemed to have heard Chu Yigui speak.
But what did Chu Yigui say?
He didn't seem to hear a word he said.
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