Chu Yigui cooked a large table of food by himself. The dishes were exquisite and neatly presented.
Looking at the food on the table, Chu Zhang looked at Chu Yigui with a complicated expression.
He picked up one of the dishes at random with chopsticks and put it into his mouth.
Chu Zhang said in a strange tone: "Youngest brother, how come you can even cook? The taste... the taste is surprisingly good."
"Thank you for the compliment, big brother." Chu Yigui responded politely, neither arrogant nor impatient.
"Is there anything you don't know how to do?" It was hard to tell whether Chu Zhang's words were a compliment or sarcasm.
"Are you envious?" Yang Xiaoyu said coldly, "Yigui has always been praised for everything he learns."
"Is this a genius?" Chu Zhang smacked his lips and couldn't help feeling a little jealous.
"I can't write songs, I can only sing in tune, and I don't have any talent for acting." Chu Yigui answered Chu Zhang's question very seriously, "I have no talent for music."
music?
Wan Qiu blinked.
Look at Chu Yigui.
Yang Xiaoyu agreed with this statement: "The music teacher we hired earlier did tell me that Yigui does not have talent in this area."
Chu Zhang was stunned, his curiosity aroused: "Is there such a thing? Tell me quickly?"
Yang Xiaoyu rolled his eyes at Chu Zhang. Was he so happy to see his brother making a fool of himself?
But Yang Xiaoyu still said it, because not only Chu Zhang, but also Wan Qiu's eyes were full of curiosity.
"I hired a violin and piano teacher, both of whom were professors at the music college. When they were teaching, they said Yigui was very talented and could learn anything quickly. But the more they taught, the more obvious Yigui's shortcomings became."
Chu Zhang raised his eyebrows: "Is there any bad habit?"
“My teacher at the time said that Yigui’s music only focused on technique and not emotion. To be honest, I didn’t quite understand.”
Yang Xiaoyu is a businessman. Her definition of music is more about whether it can become popular and whether it has commercial value. Things like sentiment are for her subordinates to consider and analyze.
Chu Zhang narrowed his eyes, but was not surprised at all after hearing such an answer.
"Maybe it's because Yigui is still too young."
Yang Ze, who had always been silent, rarely came out to talk and spoke to Chu Yigui.
"When Yigui was learning music, he was only about ten years old. He couldn't express rich emotions. If it were now..."
"Not necessarily now. Musical sense and emotion are innate." Chu Zhang said, but he got the gazes of everyone at the table. He shrugged calmly.
Yang Xiaoyu sneered: "You should really let your fans see how you act cocky in private every day."
Chu Zhang did not comment, and even seemed a little proud of it.
fan.
Wan Qiu also more or less realized that his eldest brother might be a star, but he really didn't know what kind of star he was. He was probably just a little famous.
Because my eldest brother is often asked for autographs.
If the celebrity being asked for an autograph, he or she must be a very famous celebrity.
Big brother is awesome.
Wan Qiu looked at Chu Yigui again. Could it be that his perfect brother also had imperfections?
Not emotionally rich enough?
Wan Qiu thought about the ballroom dancing he did in the dance studio. Although the teacher said that his skills were lacking, he always said that his emotional expression was very good.
Does that mean...
In fact, there is a part of me that is better than my younger brother?
Can he use his excellence to guide his younger brother?
Wan Qiu didn't know either.
But Wan Qiu still holds a little expectation for the possibility.
The Chu family has a huge music room dedicated to storing musical instruments. It was originally used for recording songs written by Chu Zhang, but it has been basically closed since Chu Zhang became increasingly busy.
Today, Chu Zhang was at home and simply opened the music room.
Probably because it was the Chinese New Year, the whole family was no longer busy at work, but instead gathered together.
Entering the music room, Wan Qiu looked out the bright huge window. The light reflected from the snow in the sunlight shone into the room, making everything here seem as if it were covered in snow.
There are so many musical instruments here that Wan Qiu can't even recognize them all.
There is cleaning twice a week and everything is very clean.
"I haven't touched a musical instrument for a long time." Yang Xiaoyu took out the violin from the box and placed it on his shoulder.
Wan Qiu's eyes were all following Yang Xiaoyu's movements. The beautiful Yang Xiaoyu seemed to be given an intellectual touch by the elegant violin, and the smooth music suddenly rang in the room.
"The feel is a little rusty. I haven't touched it for a long time." Yang Xiaoyu said as he played a section repeatedly, as if he was trying to find the feel.
Yang Xiaoyu inadvertently noticed Wan Qiu's gaze and looked at Wan Qiu.
Wan Qiu's surprised and curious eyes were filled with more surprise and admiration for her.
Yang Xiaoyu's expression paused.
"Ah... baby, don't you know that I can play the violin?" Yang Xiaoyu held the bow in his hand and let it hang at his side. He suddenly remembered that he seemed to have never told Wan Qiu.
Wan Qiu shook his head blankly.
"Dad can play the piano, and Aze can play the cello." Yang Xiaoyu said to Wan Qiu.
"Brother knows how to order everything." Chu Zhang immediately moved closer to Wan Qiu.
Wan Qiu blinked blankly.
Is he the only one in the family who can't play a musical instrument?
My younger brother has also learned it, but the teacher said he didn’t learn it well?
Wan Qiu was shocked.
Yang Xiaoyu covered her mouth and smiled: "Then let's play it for the first time in a long time, for our baby."
When the melodious sound of the violin in Yang Xiaoyu's hand rang out, the sound of the piano rang out at the same time, and Wan Qiu saw Chu Jianshu sitting in front of the piano.
Wan Qiu doesn't understand music.
I don’t know what the emotion of music is.
He only knew that now in the duet between Yang Xiaoyu and Chu Jianshu, Wan Qiu saw intertwined and comfortable notes.
Yang Ze also played, but perhaps because his technique was not good enough, he made many mistakes.
Yang Ze showed a rare look of embarrassment, which made his already serious face look even more serious.
Yang Xiaoyu looked at Yang Ze and said, "That's why I didn't let you continue studying back then. You really don't have the talent."
Back then, she let Yang Ze take her surname, thinking that Yang Ze would inherit her career in the future, but unexpectedly, by accident, Chu Zhang became more suitable.
Yang Ze looked at Wan Qiu and noticed that Wan Qiu was also observing his gaze. He immediately turned his face away to prevent Wan Qiu from noticing his stiff expression.
Yang Ze's ears had turned red from embarrassment.
"Yigui, do you want to try it?" Chu Zhang suddenly said to Chu Yigui.
It had just been said at the dinner table that Chu Yigui had no talent in music, and Chu Zhang was very curious about what made the teacher make such an evaluation.
Chu Yigui did not refuse. Instead of violin, he chose piano.
The unique mellow tone of the piano sounded. Chu Yigui didn't know how to read music score, and even though he hadn't touched the piano for a long time, he still remembered it very clearly.
Wan Qiu paid attention to Chu Yigui's fingers. His beautiful and slender fingers danced on the piano keys, outlining a graceful arc with each stroke.
Wan Qiu felt that his younger brother must have played very well, without making the same mistakes as his second brother, and was also very skilled.
"This is the first time I've seen someone play the piano with such a blank expression. Youngest brother, you really don't love music at all."
Chu Zhang narrowed his eyes and sighed with emotion.
"It's like a robot playing the piano according to a set program. To be able to play to this level, it can be considered a talent."
Chu Zhang’s words made Wan Qiu confused. In his opinion, he was obviously very capable, so how could he not be able to do this?
"It's just the result of hard practice." Chu Yigui stood up from the piano.
Wan Qiu looked up at his tall younger brother and felt that music did not seem to make him happy.
During the duet between Yang Xiaoyu and Chu Jianshu, Wan Qiu saw the occasional glances between the two people, like a long and gentle stream.
But Chu Yigui just seemed to be operating the piano.
Wan Qiu thought hard and thought that what his elder brother meant was that his younger brother playing the piano was like his younger brother cooking.
It tastes exactly like what the chef makes.
It doesn’t have the unique flavor that belongs to my brother.
During the seven days of the Chinese New Year, Wanqiu spends the most time with his family.
They did a lot of things together.
Make desserts together following a recipe, watch TV together, go out together to make snowmen, and take photos together.
The whole family is together, doing everything.
Wan Qiu wrote a lot of things in the diary assigned by Jiang Chengfeng.
——Today I went out to check the snowmen we made yesterday. There were twenty-one in total, and not one was missing, except that the snowman father lost a black button, so I put it away.
——Today, our family went out together, and my second brother bought me a safe. I am the only one who knows the password, and I am the only one who has the key. My second brother asked me to put all my precious things in it, but I have too many precious things, so my eldest brother said I should only put money in it.
——My mother likes skirts very much, so she also prepared a skirt for me. Although skirts are obviously for girls to wear, my mother said it is a trend.
When Butler Bai came back, the others had to start working again.
But Wan Qiu and Chu Yigui's vacation continues.
For so many days, Wan Qiu has been working hard to keep the house clean.
After Butler Bai came back, he praised Wan Qiu.
Wan Qiu followed Chu Yigui as always, and would look for Chu Yigui first thing every day, no matter what he did.
Wan Qiu didn't know why he did this. Following him was his shallow understanding of "protection". That's what a bodyguard does.
Chu Yigui received a phone call today, and he never avoids Wan Qiu when answering the phone.
But this time, while answering the phone, Wan Qiu noticed that Chu Yigui seemed to glance in his direction.
It seems like he is afraid of something.
"I'm sorry, I can't go... I'm so sorry, Dean."
Even until Chu Yigui hung up the phone, Wan Qiu did not take his eyes off Chu Yigui.
As far as he could remember, Chu Yigui rarely went out.
Chu Yigui said that teachers were usually hired during holidays, but not during this winter vacation.
When Chu Yigui rejected the person on the phone, he subconsciously looked at himself.
Wan Qiu thought about it for a long time, and sorted out the relationship bit by bit.
"Brother, what's wrong?" Chu Yigui's voice interrupted Wan Qiu and he asked, "Are you worried about something?"
Wan Qiu shook his head.
Chu Yigui picked up Wan Qiu's textbook that was on his desk and said, "So, brother, are you going to start studying today?"
This time, Wan Qiu did not start studying as actively as before.
Wan Qiu looked up at his brother.
In the end, Wan Qiu sat next to Chu Yigui.
It seemed that he had been sitting next to Chu Yigui like this before the Chinese New Year.
They were very close, but...
When Chu Yigui made the phone call, Wan Qiu couldn't get the thought of him disappear from his mind.
Wan Qiu couldn't concentrate on studying.
Until he heard Chu Yigui's sigh in his ears.
"Brother, do you care about the phone call just now?" Chu Yigui asked.
Wan Qiu's fingers, which were holding the pen as he prepared to start studying, quietly tightened. He was already used to his younger brother always being able to guess what he was thinking.
It was obvious that Chu Yigui just now didn't want him to ask more questions.
Yes or no……
Shouldn't care.
Is this something that makes Chu Yigui embarrassed?
"That's the call from the welfare home." Chu Yigui took the initiative to explain when Wan Qiu hesitated, "I usually go to the welfare home for a while during the New Year. This year, the director called to ask if I would go."
Wan Qiu was somewhat surprised and took this as a sign that he could continue questioning.
"Why not go this time?" Wan Qiu remembered that during a short holiday, Chu Yigui was away for a while and went to the welfare home.
"I want to stay with my brother." Chu Yigui said.
Before, when Wan Qiu always did everything by himself, Chu Yigui did not specifically want to be by Wan Qiu's side.
But now Wan Qiu is always by Chu Yigui's side, and it seems that for Chu Yigui, the thing that needs to be paid attention to is Wan Qiu.
"Can't I go with you?" Wan Qiu asked.
Chu Yigui suddenly fell silent.
Chu Yigui has always had his own ideas and many of his own reasons.
so……
"Is it a place I can't go?" Wan Qiu asked nervously in a low voice.
Chu Yigui did not answer immediately.
Wan Qiu is gradually beginning to understand Chu Yigui.
Like a tightly closed clam shell, a tiny gap finally appeared.
A small stone followed the flow of the water, eager to follow the edge into the gap to see what was inside the clam shell.
Wan Qiu glimpsed a tiny bit of soft flesh.
This allowed him to understand Chu Yigui's emotions a little bit.
When Chu Yigui didn't answer, he was considering.
It's time to consider how to answer him better.
so……
Actually, he can go, but Chu Yigui doesn’t want him to go?
Others said that Chu Yigui was adopted from an orphanage.
Even now Chu Yi will always go back.
So for Chu Yigui, is that place just the same as the rented house he used to have?
Just like the time Chu Yi returned to his rented house.
"Can I go with my brother?" Wan Qiu also wanted to see the place where Chu Yigui once lived.
Wants to know more about his brother.
Want to be closer.
Chu Yigui looked at Wan Qiu, the brother who was once ignorant and needed guidance, and now began to be curious about him.
They are brothers, they are friends, closer than anyone else.
But somehow, at a certain moment.
Instead, Chu Yigui was alone, unable to look directly into such clear eyes, and could only bear his own gaze.
"If brother wants to go, ask mom and dad." Finally, Chu Yigui closed his eyes.
After opening his eyes again, he returned to his usual calm and peaceful state.
Wan Qiu's eyes widened slightly: "Don't you need to study?"
"Brother is on winter vacation, not in class. I am just giving him some guidance, not his teacher." Chu Yigui closed the book. "If there is anything you want to do, you can do it."
This is a compromise.
Wan Qiu did not feel happy or joyful.
Did he ask Chu Yigui to do something that he was unwilling to do?
Because every time Chu Yigui goes to the welfare home, he will stay there for a period of time, and this time is not short.
So this time when Wan Qiu asked his parents whether he could go, Yang Xiaoyu and Chu Jianshu had more concerns.
If Wan Qiu were allowed to go, it would be the first time he had been separated from them for a period of time since he returned home.
Yang Xiaoyu was unwilling.
But Chu Jianshu had a different opinion.
Chu Jianshu still remembers the several conversations he had with Chu Yigui. It is undeniable that he was not completely sure about Chu Yigui.
Maybe because they are not related by blood, he seldom takes the initiative to pay attention to Chu Yigui, but Chu Yigui is his child after all.
During the previous conversations, Chu Jianshu also noticed subtle abnormalities in Chu Yigui.
But it seems that Wan Qiu has established a connection with Chu Yigui.
It was not Chu Yigui who was looking at Wan Qiu's expression, but Wan Qiu was following Chu Yigui's obedience and quietly and silently breaking into Chu Yigui's defense line.
Like flowing water, it silently enveloped Chu Yigui and unearthed a side of Chu Yigui that was not often seen.
If possible, as Chu Yigui, who has always replaced Wan Qiu, it may not be a bad thing for him to let go of his guard when getting along with others.
Chu Jianshu and Yang Xiaoyu did ideological work.
Although she was reluctant to let Wan Qiu leave her side, Chu Yigui was indeed one of the children she valued, so if the situation could be improved, it would not be a bad idea.
Wan Qiu got his consent and they packed up together that night.
When Wan Qiu got a suitcase and Butler Bai and Yang Xiaoyu came together to help Wan Qiu pack things to take to the welfare home, Wan Qiu realized that he might not be gone for just one day.
"I'm going to be gone for a long time." Wan Qiu sat on the soft carpet and looked at the toiletries Butler Bai had placed inside. "Will you stay out for a few days?"
Wanqiu never stayed outside and went home every day.
"Yes, I will live there. If you don't want to go, baby, you don't have to go now!" For Yang Xiaoyu, it would be better if Wan Qiu didn't go.
Wan Qiu looked down at the half-packed box and said, "It's okay. I have my brother here."
Wan Qiu's complete trust in Chu Yigui was clearly demonstrated.
"Baby, do you like your brother very much?" Yang Xiaoyu asked.
Wan Qiu nodded seriously without hesitation.
Ever since Wan Qiu’s last conceptual shock caused him to have a fever, Wan Qiu has been silent for a long time, and it seems that he still reacts to Chu Yigui’s behavior.
Yang Xiaoyu didn't think this was an accident and could only guess that it was the result of multiple factors.
Wan Qiu trusts Chu Yigui, and Chu Yigui also understands Wan Qiu.
It's a good thing.
Maybe this is what it's like when a family is together.
If she had known better how to cultivate a relationship with a child, perhaps her position as Wan Qiu's most trusted person would not have been shaken by Chu Yigui.
Thinking of his own thoughts, Yang Xiaoyu felt a little funny and relieved at the same time.
When Wan Qiu got dressed and went out the next morning, he was dragging a large box with him, in contrast to Chu Yigui who was only carrying a small bag.
Wan Qiu didn't think there was anything strange.
All the items were prepared by my mother and Butler Bai, and they must be very important things that must be brought.
"If you have anything, remember to call mom anytime." In the winter morning when the sky was not yet fully bright, Yang Xiaoyu's breath floated into a white mist under the light, "Mom will wait for you to come back."
Wan Qiu didn't know why, but at this moment he suddenly felt very nervous.
For some reason, the hands in the rabbit gloves curled up quietly. Although it was a cold winter day, there was a warm current flowing through the body.
He is going on a long journey today.
And his family is waiting for him to come home.
He seemed like a kite with a string pulling it, flying far away under the blue sky.
He could gaze at the endless blue, see the bright sun, feel the constant breeze, and overlook the city with its rows of buildings.
But the kite will not lose its way and will not be afraid of falling from the sky, because there is always a string holding it and bringing it back to its home.
Wan Qiu held his hand in the rabbit glove, as if he was grabbing the thin thread that was leading him, representing family and security.
He loved the feeling of being caught in the coil even more urgently than the kite did.
Wan Qiu smiled unconsciously.
"Oh, why is our baby so happy? Is he happy because he is going to leave his mother?" Yang Xiaoyu deliberately wanted to tease Wan Qiu.
Wan Qiu still couldn't tell it was a joke, and the smile on his face suddenly froze.
Yang Xiaoyu noticed it and immediately reached out and rubbed Wan Qiu's cheek hard.
"Mom was just joking. I just think our baby is so adorable when he smiles. There is no one in the world cuter than our baby." Yang Xiaoyu said with a smile.
Wan Qiu kept observing Yang Xiaoyu under his hat, and only felt relieved when he was sure that there was no unhappiness on his mother's face.
"Yigui, Wanqiu is now in your care." Yang Xiaoyu stood up, stretched out his hand and patted Chu Yigui on the shoulder, "Our Yigui is obviously a younger brother, but he is unusually reliable."
"Don't worry, mom. There's a driver following us. We're not going out. We're just going to the welfare home." Chu Yigui said.
Yang Xiaoyu sighed softly, his expression showing trust and helplessness.
"If you have any problems, you must call mom first." Yang Xiaoyu lowered her head and patted Wan Qiu's hat, "Baby, you must also wear the bracelet when you sleep. Don't take it off casually except when you take a bath. Got it?"
Wan Qiu nodded.
"Then go." Yang Xiaoyu patted Wan Qiu on the back.
Watching the car getting farther and farther away, Yang Xiaoyu unconsciously covered his chest.
Although I feel uneasy, it seems to be much better than before.
Wan Qiu sat in the back seat of the car and turned his head to look at Chu Yigui.
Chu Yigui has been very silent since he met him in the morning.
Wan Qiu couldn't judge Chu Yigui's mood at the moment.
It was impossible to tell whether he was happy or unhappy.
"Don't think too much, brother."
In the silence, Chu Yigui seemed to see Wan Qiu's concerns, and turned around to stare at Wan Qiu.
"If it's something I don't want to do, I'll refuse."
Wan Qiu opened his eyes wide.
Vaguely, Wan Qiu seemed to see a simple door that almost merged with the wall appearing on the endless borderless wall.
Wan Qiu grasped the door handle and heard the click sound of the lock being opened.
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