Because Chu Yigui was preparing for the high school entrance exam, Wan Qiu and Chu Yigui's schedules did not match and they could not go home together.
Out of concern for the two younger brothers who were also candidates, Yang simply moved in.
Every day Wan Qiu and Fu Zhengyu played for a while on the playground, waiting for Yang Ze to get off work and go home together.
Fu Zhengyu sometimes teases Wan Qiu that he is just a rich young master who needs someone to pick him up and drop him off every day.
Wan Qiu never refuted this matter.
Every time Yang Ze waited at the school gate, he was very eye-catching. In addition, Yang Ze himself was tall and strong, and some classmates speculated whether he was a bodyguard hired by Wan Qiu's family.
After saying goodbye to Fu Zhengyu, Wan Qiu sat in the passenger seat and fastened his seat belt consciously.
"How was your study today?" Yang Ze continued to ask the same question he never got tired of asking.
"You're learning very well." Wan Qiu replied without any impatience.
But today Yang Ze did not remain silent again. He tapped the steering wheel with his fingers: "Is the schoolwork too heavy recently?"
Wan Qiu is still receiving lessons from a private tutor.
"fine."
Yang Ze frowned: "But you haven't looked very good recently. Are you worried about something? Or haven't you had enough rest?"
Two people said this in one day. Wan Qiu touched his cheek.
I leaned close to the edge of the car window and looked at myself in the rearview mirror.
Although he thought it was normal, but...
Wan Qiu put his fingers against his lips and pressed them.
It seems that the color is not as red as before.
"I haven't been sleeping well recently." Wan Qiu said hesitantly.
"Why?" Yang asked.
"I keep having nightmares."
The two people repeated the same conversation as Fu Zhengyu, but unlike when he was facing Fu Zhengyu, Wan Qiu always wanted to discuss more when facing Yang Ze.
"What would you do if your second brother keeps having nightmares?"
"I will exercise, my body will be tired and sweaty, then I will take a shower, which will make it easier for me to fall asleep."
Yang Ze did not get a response from Wan Qiu, so he slowed down the car.
Yang thought for two seconds and turned the car away from the route home.
Wan Qiu looked at the increasingly unfamiliar road and asked, "Second brother?"
"Go to the gym. It's still a little cold now. We can go to the park when it gets hotter." Yang Ze said to Wan Qiu while driving, "Try to sweat. Maybe you can sleep well."
Wan Qiu's eyes widened: "But I still have to study today."
"We need to combine work and rest. The school also requires physical education classes. I will ask your tutor for a day off later."
Wan Qiu looked at Yang Ze's profile. His second brother seemed very determined to do this.
Yang Ze took Wan Qiu to a nearby gym.
Unlike at home, there are a lot of equipment, which look neatly arranged side by side. Fitness enthusiasts in groups of three or four create a sporty atmosphere.
Yang Ze has been training and working out since he was a child and knows a lot.
Wan Qiu was expending his energy under Yang Ze's guidance.
"Ballroom dancing is a good way to train your physical strength. Wan Qiu has very good physical strength."
Yang Ze also praised Wan Qiu.
Although it was a pity, Wan Qiu didn't seem to feel relieved by it.
"Is this a waste of time, second brother?" Yang Ze asked before leaving.
Wan Qiu shook his head: "I am happy that I can work with my second brother to find a solution."
Yang Ze was also somewhat helpless. He clearly came to comfort Wan Qiu, but instead he was being comforted by Wan Qiu.
When Wan Qiu and Yang Ze left the gym and went downstairs together, they heard laughter from behind them.
"It's only the second day and it hurts so much."
"Bullshit, it only hurts the next day, okay? When have I ever tried such a drastic exercise when I stay at home every day?"
"Be careful, you'll fall if you go downstairs like this."
Wan Qiu was inexplicably touched by a certain word and turned around.
One of them probably had sore muscles due to sudden intense exercise, and the posture he walked down the stairs was very strange.
During the fight, the man lost his balance and suddenly fell on the stairs, sliding down two steps.
The man sat on the steps in front of Wan Qiu with his legs up in the air.
The two people met eyes.
The man's friends burst into roaring laughter.
"I told you to go down the stairs but you weren't paying attention. So you fell down, didn't you? Does it hurt? And you were sitting in front of the students, hahahaha."
"Sorry, sorry, it's all your fault!" The man apologized to Wan Qiu in a panic, then turned around and pointed at his friends and cursed them with laughter.
Wan Qiu watched the man struggling to stand up with the help of the handrail, and he was not injured.
"Let's go, Wanqiu." Yang Ze pulled Wanqiu.
But Wan Qiu didn't know why, the scene of the stranger falling down the stairs kept replaying in front of his eyes.
Looking at Wan Qiu's profile which always seemed to be distracted, Yang sighed.
Usually when facing Wan Qiu’s troubles, Chu Yigui is always good at doing something.
But Yang Ze is not Chu Yigui.
When I got home, dinner prepared by my aunt was already on the table, still steaming, but she had already gotten off work.
Chu Yigui still hasn't come back.
"Isn't school over yet at this time?"
Yang Ze sent several messages to Chu Yigui, and if necessary, Yang Ze would pick up Chu Yigui from school.
Wan Qiu ate his dinner quietly.
When Yang Ze put down his phone, he noticed Wan Qiu's expression.
Yang Ze, who was not good at languages, just put a piece of meat into Wan Qiu's bowl.
"No matter what, if you need anything, come find me, brother."
Wan Qiu raised his eyes.
Yang Ze didn't look at him. He lowered his head to hide his serious expression every time he was serious: "Second brother will definitely help you."
Wan Qiu blinked and lowered his head.
He put the piece of fat and lean meat in his mouth.
The gravy spreads in your mouth, very delicious.
In the evening, Yang Ze would still be busy with some work in the room, but today Wan Qiu and all the tutors had taken leave, so Wan Qiu would not arrange his own study plan.
Wan Qiu gave up studying and stood at Chu Yigui's door.
He wanted to see the small house they had built together and placed in Chu Yigui's bedroom.
But Wan Qiu would not enter someone else's bedroom without consent.
Wan Qiu went to the living room, turned on the TV, and played his favorite cartoon.
Wan Qiu hugged his legs and curled up on the sofa.
He still likes these colorful cartoons.
But today I just can't concentrate.
The sound of the door lock turning was very light and was easily suppressed by the sound of the TV.
But Wan Qiu suddenly stood up from the sofa and stood at the door.
Under Wan Qiu's expectant gaze, the door was opened and Chu Yigui looked up and met Wan Qiu's gaze.
"I'm back, brother." Chu Yigui said with a smile.
"Welcome home, I'll heat up dinner for you." Wan Qiu took a step back and turned to run away.
However, when Wan Qiu turned around, Chu Yigui suddenly grabbed his arm.
"No need, brother, I've eaten outside today." Chu Yigui said.
have eaten.
Wan Qiu stood still.
Did you have dinner with Li Shuo?
Wan Qiu thought.
Wan Qiu was beside Chu Yigui and unconsciously smelled the scent of Chu Yigui's coat.
Wan Qiu raised his nose. It was a strange, unfamiliar smell.
Chu Yigui was tainted with other smells.
"Brother, didn't you study today?" Chu Yigui asked suddenly.
"My second brother asked for leave for me today." Wan Qiu said.
"Ask for leave?" Chu Yigui tried to ask.
"Welcome home." Yang Ze's voice came from the room at this time, "Sorry, fourth brother, I'm still working."
"It's okay, second brother, I'm back." Chu Yigui also raised his voice and greeted Yang Ze.
Wan Qiu watched Chu Yigui take off his coat and wash his hands.
Wan Qiu followed behind Chu Yigui.
Afterwards, Chu Yigui held Wan Qiu's hand.
Even in a not-so-spacious home, Chu Yigui would still hold Wan Qiu's hand.
Wan Qiu raised his eyes, looking somewhat happy.
Chu Yigui also laughed.
Chu Yigui took Wanqiu into his bedroom and turned on the light in the small room they built together.
The bright lights illuminated the exquisitely crafted interior of the small house.
Wan Qiu sat on his own stool in Chu Yigui's room, looking at the shiny little house.
"My birthday is coming soon." Chu Yigui said suddenly.
Wan Qiu was stunned and looked up.
Chu Yigui smiled and said, "Brother, are you already thinking about a gift for me?"
Wan Qiu felt that Chu Yigui was really amazing and even knew what he was thinking.
Perhaps it was because Wan Qiu's surprise was written directly on his face, which was a little too obvious, and Chu Yigui couldn't help laughing.
"Fu Zhengyu and Li Shuo brought it up today, and Li Shuo told me."
Chu Yigui directly exposed Wan Qiu's curiosity.
Wan Qiu always carefully prepares gifts for everyone in the family, and everyone will be happy no matter what kind of gift he gives.
"If brother prepares a gift this time, can you give me another house like this?" Chu Yigui's index finger pressed against the edge of the handmade box.
Wan Qiu's eyes widened: "Won't you get tired of the same gifts?"
Chu Yigui smiled: "Because I like it too much."
Chu Yigui looked at the bright little house with gentle eyes.
As long as Chu Yigui returns to this room, the small light in the small house will be on.
There are a lot of batteries in Chu Yigui's drawer.
Once, because one of the lights didn't work, Chu Yi went back and bought a part to replace it.
Wan Qiu looked at Chu Yigui. His younger brother was really happy when he looked at the little house, as if they lived in this small shiny house together.
Wan Qiu nodded: "I will choose a more beautiful one this time."
Chu Yigui smiled, with a laugh.
"Will you sleep together tonight?" Chu Yigui asked.
Wan Qiu nodded.
Wan Qiu also knew that he and his brother were still very close.
They did not become distant because both of them were busy with their studies.
Chu Yigui still talks to him a lot.
If he can't sleep well at night, he can still crawl into Chu Yigui's bed.
They would go to school holding hands.
We would eat school lunch together.
Obviously nothing has changed.
But there seemed to be a strange hole that was getting bigger little by little.
Wan Qiu didn't know why.
——
Wan Qiu was dreaming again.
He stood in a space filled with flying smoke and ash.
The memories from the dream came back to life, and Wan Qiu remembered that this was a dream.
Wan Qiu lowered his head and wiped the ash off the back of his hand, and saw a familiar sentence.
--Happy birthday.
Wan Qiu blinked in confusion.
Wan Qiu heard some sound, like something hitting the ground with a dull sound.
The moment I raised my eyes, I saw the stairs.
A pitch-black staircase paved with smoke and ash appeared at his feet, extending down step by step.
In the empty world, only the black stairs are so clear.
Wan Qiu stood at the top of the stairs.
He looked down the stairs in a daze.
It looked like someone had fallen at the bottom of the stairs.
One of the black figure's legs was in a unique, twisted posture.
It was like pressed cigarette ash, scattered all over the ground in a mess.
Suddenly, black words appeared in front of Wan Qiu's eyes.
Wan Qiu saw clearly the familiar words that belonged to the depths of his memory.
Different from every time before.
This time, densely packed words crowded Wan Qiu’s field of vision.
"Chu Wanqiu pushed Chu Yigui down the stairs."
'His leg was broken, the bone pierced the flesh, and blood was all over the ground.'
'Happy birthday. '
'Go back to your shitty home, you piece of shit.'
'He was taken to hospital but no one called the police.'
'It's nothing.'
…
'He left the Chu family.'
Wan Qiu looked at those fragments that were only in the depths of his memory and could not be easily recalled, and they appeared in his field of vision in a messy manner.
The dark malice continued to spread like ink.
They merged into the black 'blood' on the ground beneath the gray-black stairs.
Spread to the entire world of Wanqiu.
He stood on a high place, looking down on others.
He saw the eyes of the figure lying on the ground.
They were familiar eyes that he always looked at carefully, they were Chu Yigui's eyes.
The pair of Chu Yigui's eyes that always stared at her earnestly were without tenderness, focus, or intimacy.
It was so cold that it seemed to have frozen into ice, filled with gloom, anger, and hatred...
Wan Qiu was framed by this pair of eyes in a world soaked in darkness and eroded by ice and snow.
Wan Qiu slowly lowered his head, and the black words stained his hands...
It was as if it was stained with blood.
Wan Qiu suddenly opened his eyes.
He slept in his own bed.
He looked up at the bedside, and at the head of the bed was the new birthday gift he gave to his younger brother during the vacation, after comparing it over and over again - a handmade little house.
The beautiful and exquisite wrapping paper reflected a cold white fluorescence in the light cast by Wanqiu's undrawn curtains.
He was clearly preparing a gift for his brother so seriously, looking forward to his birthday.
But in the text of the memory fragments, his congratulations to his brother were full of cold malice.
Wan Qiu was unable to accurately guess everything contained in those malicious, dark words.
He doesn't understand, he doesn't comprehend.
I don’t know what happened.
"What you think about during the day, you dream about at night."
Wan Qiu murmured.
It must be the same as what my second brother said, just for this reason.
But Wan Qiu still remembers that everything in his memory must be true.
But the words in the memory said that his parents would abandon him again, but his parents said they would never abandon him again.
Wan Qiu's thoughts were in a mess and he couldn't find any clue.
He got off the bed and walked to Chu Yigui's door.
His brother didn't seem to have the habit of closing the door, and the faint light of the completed handmade house could be seen from the room.
Wan Qiu curled up at the door.
Chu Yigui’s bed can’t be seen from here.
But that dream made Wan Qiu unwilling to stay away from Chu Yigui.
The corridor is not big, not as wide as the corridor in the villa.
The unique light of the city can be heard from outside, illuminating the rooms on the upper floors dimly.
The light of the handmade little house in Chu Yigui's room was like a night light.
There was light everywhere trying to illuminate Wanqiu, but Wanqiu was so afraid that he curled up.
I was still a little sleepy, but now it has completely disappeared.
Wan Qiu felt his heartbeat speeding up little by little.
Part of the door that can be seen directly from the corridor, the dark door seems to be gradually opening.
Something seemed to be coming in through the door.
Wan Qiu widened his eyes, not daring to look, yet not daring not to look.
It seemed as if once she looked away, the door would definitely open when he closed his eyes.
But suddenly, Wan Qiu felt something approaching from behind him.
My breathing gradually became faster.
Wan Qiu's whole body was stiff with fear, and when he felt a hand reaching out from behind him, his brain suddenly froze.
However, a warm hand covered Wan Qiu's mouth, preventing Wan Qiu's frightened voice from coming out immediately.
When the familiar breath entered his nostrils, Wan Qiu knew who was behind him without even turning around.
At this moment, the fear was dispelled.
"Shh, brother, don't make any noise, or you'll disturb my second brother."
Chu Yigui used a whisper to comfort Wan Qiu, and half-hugged Wan Qiu and pulled him into the room.
Chu Yigui, who never closed the door, closed the bedroom door.
Wan Qiu was released.
But Chu Yigui's hand did not leave Wan Qiu's ear.
Chu Yigui's gentle fingers shuttled through Wan Qiu's hair. He withdrew his hand, and his fingers felt a moist coolness in the slightly cool night air.
"You're sweating a lot. Are you scared?"
Chu Yigui's voice was still gentle, which was not abrupt in the middle of the night.
He took out a tissue from the side and wiped Wan Qiu's sweat. In the dim room, Chu Yigui had no intention of turning on the lights.
Wan Qiu just kept looking at Chu Yigui, who looked so handsome even in the dim light.
The smell of ash after the burning sensation in the dream was replaced by Chu Yigui's breath.
Chu Yigui sighed.
"Sorry, brother." Chu Yigui put down the tissue in his hand, and the wrinkled tissue was wrapped around his fingers.
Wan Qiu suddenly heard the apology, but was confused.
What was Chu Yigui apologizing to him for?
"I'm sorry, brother, for making you upset."
Wan Qiu was pulled to the bed by Chu Yigui, and they both lay down together.
When Wan Qiu was lying in the soft quilt, he realized that his body had become cold without him noticing.
The warmth that had not yet dissipated in Chu Yigui's bedding alleviated Wanqiu's coldness.
"It's not that I don't want to tell my brother, but I haven't found the right time to tell him."
Wan Qiu was dazed. He turned sideways and could see Chu Yigui's perfect face close to him.
He listened to Chu Yigui speaking.
"The man my brother met in the orphanage was my biological father."
When the news suddenly came out, Wan Qiu was unable to react immediately.
However, after understanding the content, Wan Qiu's breathing suddenly stopped.
"He lost his son, and now he wants to take me back."
-'Go back to your crappy family, you piece of shit.'
Wan Qiu could hardly hide his surprise as he looked at Chu Yigui who was standing in front of him with a calm expression.
"I didn't plan to hide it from my brother, but I didn't plan to tell him either."
Wan Qiu noticed something.
"I don't want to upset my brother."
Wan Qiu inadvertently seemed to smell the strange burning smoke again.
——'He left the Chu family.'
Are those memories going to come true again?
Suddenly Wan Qiu stood up.
Under Chu Yigui's surprised gaze, the quilt fell from the two of them.
Wan Qiu pressed on Chu Yigui's body, pressing his shoulders with both hands.
Chu Yigui, who was usually emotionally stable, showed a rare look of surprise.
Wan Qiu opened his mouth and wanted to say something.
However, Wan Qiu found that he could not say anything.
The sudden emotion led him to suppress Chu Yigui, but he didn't know what he wanted to say.
Wan Qiu released his hands that were pressing on Chu Yigui's shoulders, sat on the bed, and lowered his head.
Chu Yigui sat up.
"That's why I don't want to tell my brother about this. He will definitely think a lot about it."
Chu Yigui sighed and rested his chin on Wan Qiu's head.
"But maybe I should have said it sooner."
Wan Qiu felt a little sad.
I'm so sad that it's hard to figure out what I'm thinking right now.
Mixed thoughts surged in my mind.
"I'm sorry, brother. I'll take care of it as soon as possible."
Chu Yigui's voice, as always, seemed to comfort Wan Qiu.
But this time, Wan Qiu could not be appeased.
Wan Qiu glanced at Chu Yigui's half-bent legs.
The black figure's strangely collapsed leg and the ashes all over the ground that appeared in the dream made Wan Qiu so sad that he couldn't breathe.
The next day, Yang Ze saw Wan Qiu coming out of Chu Yigui's room.
"What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare again?" Yang Ze also noticed that Wan Qiu seemed a little depressed today. "Take a day off today and I'll take you to the hospital, okay?"
Wan Qiu shook his head.
"But..." Yang Ze felt sorry for Wan Qiu's condition, "Then can I ask for leave and rest at home today?"
Wan Qiu still shook his head.
"You are still growing. If you keep doing this, it will be bad for your health." It was difficult for Yang Ze to give orders to Wan Qiu, and he was more of a persuasion.
But Wan Qiu was unexpectedly stubborn today.
Yang Ze looked at Chu Yigui, but Chu Yigui only followed Wan Qiu's wishes.
Yang Ze called Chu Jianshu in the morning and wanted Yan Hua to come and see him again.
However, Wan Qiu suddenly grabbed the corner of his clothes and said, "Don't want Doctor Yan."
"Then can second brother find another doctor for you?" Yang Ze asked.
Wan Qiu still shook his head.
Yang Xiaoyu is abroad now, so it is not convenient to ask about Yang Xiaoyu's request.
Having nightmares every night is basically related to mental stress.
"Then let's stop studying for a while." Yang Ze wondered if the study pressure on Wan Qiu was too great.
Wan Qiu didn't nod this time, but he didn't refuse either.
Yang Ze called Wan Qiu's class teacher and asked him to observe Wan Qiu's condition. If anything happened, they would go and pick him up immediately.
"Be happy, Wanqiu." Yang Ze said, "Tomorrow is Yigui's birthday, isn't it? You've been looking forward to it for a long time."
Wan Qiu suddenly came to his senses and said, "Today, I will wait for my brother to finish school together."
Chu Yigui glanced over and looked at Wan Qiu for a while.
"Don't you need your second brother to pick you up?" Yang Ze asked.
"Um."
"Okay." Yang sighed.
Chu Yigui said nothing.
Yang Ze looked at Chu Yigui from the rearview mirror of the car, while Chu Yigui was always looking out the window.
But his fingertips were still pointing towards Wan Qiu.
It was as if he was waiting for Wan Qiu to grab his hand.
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