Chu Yigui had dinner with them.
After dinner, Wan Qiu followed Chu Yigui and wanted to go back to the room with Chu Yigui.
However, Chu Yigui turned around and said to Wan Qiu: "Brother, I'm doing fine. I even plan to go back to class tomorrow."
Wan Qiu nodded.
"I can sleep by myself tonight." Chu Yigui said with a faint smile, "Brother, take a rest too."
Wan Qiu stood beside Chu Yigui, but did not look like he was going to leave.
There were still balloons hanging on Wan Qiu's body.
Although it felt strange to have balloons hanging at home, Wan Qiu didn't seem to want to just put the gift Yang Ze gave him somewhere else.
Chu Yigui looked at the colorful balloons floating above Wan Qiu's head.
"Brother, if you are going to see my second brother, please tell him a message for me and apologize to him."
Wan Qiu's eyes slowly widened. Although he wanted to find Yang Ze, he had not yet made up his mind.
Chu Yigui's expression softened: "I will keep the door open tonight, and you can come in to visit me anytime."
Wan Qiu nodded hesitantly.
Looking at Chu Yigui's back as he walked towards his room, Wan Qiu quietly leaned against the wall.
Taking down the balloons hanging on his clothes, Wan Qiu looked at more than one balloon.
The characters in "Fruit New World" always have big, exaggerated smiles, and they always make a lot of noise when fighting.
But Wanqiu likes it very much.
It’s so lively and always makes people laugh, even on the balloons.
The balloons looked slightly deformed, making their smiling faces even stranger.
Wan Qiu took the balloon and went to Yang Ze's room.
Wan Qiu knocked on the door.
Wan Qiu stood at the door for a long time and knocked again.
Wan Qiu knew that Yang Ze was in the room, and he had been secretly paying attention to Yang Ze's movements.
Although Yang Ze usually had a cold and serious expression, every time he looked into his eyes, he would try very hard to soften himself, or even smile.
Even if sometimes some of the smiles look weird like the characters in "Fruit New World".
But what Wan Qiu wanted to see was his second brother with a strange smile.
Instead of his second brother who didn't even look at him once from beginning to end.
Wan Qiu knocked on the door again: "Second brother."
This time Yang opened the door.
Wan Qiu held the balloon and looked up at Yang Ze.
"Sorry, I'm opening the door just now." Yang Ze said, but did not explain why he did not open the door.
Wan Qiu looked up at Yang Ze, but Yang Ze looked away.
Wan Qiu wanted to find Yang Ze, but he didn't know what to say to Yang Ze.
"Come in." If Yang Ze's tall figure blocked the door, Wan Qiu would not be able to get in.
And Yang now gave up his position.
Wan Qiu entered Yang Ze's room and felt the coolness.
It's a bit chilly.
Wan Qiu saw that the curtains at the edge of the floor-to-ceiling windows were swaying slowly in the breeze. The cold air that continued to enter the room through the open floor-to-ceiling windows made the room too cold.
Yang Ze walked around Wan Qiu and closed the French window.
Wan Qiu was sitting on the sofa in Yang Ze's room and saw Yang Ze taking milk out of his refrigerator.
Wan Qiu noticed that there was a lot of milk in Yang Ze’s refrigerator, which did not match the wine inside.
Yang heated the milk, poured it into a cup and placed it in front of Wan Qiu.
Wan Qiu held the milk in both hands, and the slightly hot cup took away the coolness from Wan Qiu's hands.
Yang Ze's expression remained serious, making it difficult to guess what he was thinking.
And Wan Qiu just sat on the sofa.
I couldn't find any topic to talk about directly.
At times like this, Wan Qiu always thinks of Chu Yigui first.
Therefore, I thought of Chu Yigui’s instructions.
"My brother asked me to tell you that he wanted to apologize to you."
Wan Qiu didn't know what the apology was about, but Yang seemed to know.
Yang said: "He did a good job. He shouldn't apologize to me. I should be the one to apologize."
Wan Qiu didn't understand.
Yang Ze sat opposite Wan Qiu. Even though his tall and strong figure was bent and his eyes were looking at the table, he still had a suppressive power.
"It was my fault yesterday. I shouldn't have scared you." Yang Ze closed his eyes and said to Wan Qiu, "I will control myself."
Wan Qiu couldn't say any words of comfort.
He didn't even understand what words of comfort were.
But with his relatives in front of him, Wan Qiu hoped that he would feel better.
Wan Qiu thought of Chu Yigui's words, and imitated Chu Yigui's tone and said to Yang Ze: "It was me who made Second Brother worry. If Second Brother apologizes to me, then it is my fault."
Wan Qiu was a little nervous.
Is that correct?
Will Yang Ze be as relaxed as him?
Wan Qiu was very nervous.
The back is straight.
Yang Ze knew that Wan Qiu was comforting him.
Yang Ze closed his eyes, but the look Wan Qiu gave him at that time could still appear in front of his eyes.
Shocked, helpless, bewildered and... afraid.
Yang Ze remembered how hard he had clamped Wan Qiu's shoulders and how he had vented his anger towards Wan Qiu.
Yang Ze can still remember the day when Wan Qiu was lost.
In the past, he didn't really love his younger brother.
When he was young and longing for the love of his father and mother, he was jealous of his youngest brother.
He has a small desire for revenge against his younger brother who can act as he pleases and does whatever he wants because of his young age.
He is...
He deliberately left Wan Qiu alone.
I just wanted to scare him.
That day was the day Yang Xiaoyu agreed to go out and play with them.
But Yang Xiaoyu canceled his trip because of work, and Chu Zhang immediately went to play with his friends.
Wan Qiu was making a fuss about going out, but Yang Ze, who was taking his younger brother with him, had forgotten what he was thinking when he took Wan Qiu out.
He did something wrong.
He did something that cannot be forgiven.
Even when Wan Qiu was lost just now, he couldn't react immediately.
When Wan Qiu couldn't be found for a long time, he didn't feel that Wan Qiu was lost.
Even vaguely felt...
It doesn’t matter whether Wanqiu is in this family or not.
And all this finally changed drastically after Yang Xiaoyu's collapse.
In the midst of accusations and pain...
He once resented Wan Qiu.
These narrow, selfish, and childish thoughts were like a handful of weed seeds that continued to take root and sprout in his consciousness, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not get rid of them.
The more he knew what kind of person he was, and the more clearly he remembered what he was thinking at the time, the more Yang Ze could not forgive himself.
The weeds grew wildly and tangled together, using his guilt as nourishment and spreading rapidly.
It twisted his emotions.
The better Wan Qiu is, the purer, the clearer, and the more determined he is, the more he blames himself for his past sins.
It was because of him that Wanqiu suffered unnecessary suffering.
He wanted to love Wan Qiu.
But I don’t know whether this love is an attempt to punish my selfish and bad self in the past, or an attempt to atone for my own behavior.
This impurity made him hate himself.
Yang Ze was afraid of Wan Qiu.
But he tried his best to have a better relationship with Wan Qiu.
The moment he knew that Wan Qiu's whereabouts could not be found, the emotions that had been suppressed and unable to be expressed were finally directed towards the person who should least be directed at.
Yang Ze could not be comforted by Wan Qiu's words.
Yang Ze didn't even feel that he was qualified to be comforted.
Suddenly, a hydrogen balloon with a strange smiling face appeared in Yang Ze's sight.
Yang Ze looked at the strange and ugly balloon, and his thinking paused for a moment.
Yang Ze raised his head and looked at Wan Qiu in front of him.
Wan Qiu looked confused, but his worry, impatience, and temptation were all clearly written on his face.
"When my second brother smiles, he looks like this balloon." Wan Qiu pushed the balloon in front of Yang Ze, "I like this balloon very much."
Yang Ze looked at Wan Qiu in front of him with a dull expression.
"I... like my second brother to laugh."
Wan Qiu didn't know what to say.
That was all he could think of.
No matter what, even if it looks weird, Wan Qiu likes Yang Ze to laugh like this.
“I’m sorry…” Yang Ze moved his lips, but he clenched his teeth unconsciously. He lowered his head so that Wan Qiu, who was standing in front of him, would not see his expression. “I’m sorry, Wan Qiu, I…”
Yang Ze didn't even have the courage to say it all.
It seemed that no matter what he said, Wan Qiu did not notice that Wan Qiu's mood had improved.
"Then...then I forgive you?" Wan Qiu said.
Wan Qiu tried very hard to understand Yang Ze.
But he didn't know how to understand.
My second brother now looks...
Like an overflowing cup, it can no longer bear the tension of even one drop of water.
Yang Ze tried hard to suppress his surging emotions and said, "Wan Qiu, do you know what I am apologizing for?"
Wan Qiu shook his head blankly.
"So you forgive me?" Yang asked.
Wan Qiu was stunned, thought for a moment, and said, "Since you apologized, I will forgive you."
"Is it that simple?" Yang Ze asked.
"Yeah..." Wan Qiu responded without any hesitation.
Yang opened his mouth.
Yang Ze grabbed Wan Qiu's wrist.
He is so fragile, like a younger brother that would break if bent.
But more resilient than him.
"It's okay." Yang Ze showed an ugly smile, "Don't worry, second brother is fine."
Wan Qiu looked at him blankly.
When the second brother smiled, it looked uglier than before.
But this time, Wan Qiu didn't feel that his second brother was happy.
Wan Qiu didn't know how to make Yang Ze happy.
He didn't even know why Yang Ze was unhappy.
Wan Qiu sat next to Yang Ze. When he was close to Yang Ze, he felt Yang Ze's body temperature was very warm in the slightly cool room.
Wan Qiu leaned on Yang Ze quietly and was not rejected by Yang Ze.
Wan Qiu stuck to Yang Ze, absorbing the warmth from his body.
Wan Qiu didn't know what he should do or what he could do.
But Chu Yigui said that he actually didn't need to do anything.
Wan Qiu's vision was a little blurry. Next to Yang Ze, everything in the room seemed a little harder to see clearly.
Maybe it was because Yang Ze didn’t speak, and also because Yang Ze’s body temperature was too warm.
Wan Qiu leaned on Yang Ze, feeling drowsy and sleepy.
Yang Ze sat on the sofa and finally turned his head to look at Wan Qiu.
The child, who had fallen asleep, was much healthier than when they first met.
Yang Ze remembered that Yang Xiaoyu always liked to rub Wan Qiu.
As if possessed by a ghost, Yang Ze placed his fingers on Wan Qiu's cheek and pinched it.
It feels like the touch of clouds, warm.
Yang Ze also once thought about what he should do if Wan Qiu came back here, accusing him, resenting him, and filled with anger and hatred.
But Yang could never have imagined such an outcome.
The world filled with darkness and despair has not arrived.
Yang Ze turned sideways and gently held Wan Qiu in his arms.
He placed Wan Qiu on his bed and looked up to see Wan Qiu's balloon floating to the ceiling.
Hooking the balloon down from the ceiling, Yang tied it to the end of the bed in the room.
The balloons were floating in the air, and the strange cartoon characters were baring their teeth and showing weird smiles, adding a peculiar color to his room.
Wan Qiu's voice seemed to still be in my ears.
Yang Ze looked at the balloon for a long time, and finally turned around and walked out of the bedroom.
Yang Ze contacted Butler Bai and asked him to prepare a guest room for him. He wanted to stay in the guest room.
Although Butler Bai didn't understand why, he still followed Yang Ze's request and cleaned up.
Yang Xiaoyu walked out of his bedroom and finally walked towards Wan Qiu's room.
I knocked on the door but there was no response. I frowned, but saw Butler Bai standing beside me and heard the news that Yang Ze would stay in the guest room.
Yang Xiaoyu thought about it, looked at Yang Ze’s door, but finally did not go in to confirm.
Although she was a little tired after the whole day's work, for some reason she wanted to go back to her room and turned towards the living room.
From a distance, Yang Xiaoyu saw Yang Ze sitting on the sofa in the living room.
Sitting quietly in the living room, not looking at the phone, nor taking any action, like a sculpture.
The soft slippers did not make any sound on the ground, but as soon as Yang Xiaoyu approached, he met Yang Ze's gaze, who immediately opened his eyes and looked at him.
Those eyes were dark and deep, and under the night light they looked like a starless night.
"Mom." Yang Ze stood up in front of Yang Xiaoyu.
Overly respectful and polite behavior.
Yang Xiaoyu asked, "Did Wan Qiu sleep in your room?"
"Yeah." Yang responded.
For some reason, Yang Xiaoyu sat on an independent sofa nearby and motioned Yang Ze to sit down as well.
Yang sat down quietly, his heavy weight pushing the sofa lower.
Yang Xiaoyu asked: "What does Wan Qiu want you to do?"
Yang responded: "He is very worried about my condition."
Yang Ze's answer was cold and hard, and Yang Xiaoyu's questions were also cold and hard.
The two of them are obviously a family, but they spend very little time alone together.
Yang Xiaoyu also knew that this result was caused by her rejection of Yang Ze for a period of time.
Yang Xiaoyu didn't think that the loss of Wan Qiu was entirely Yang Ze's fault. If she hadn't broken her promise to her child...
If Chu Zhang hadn’t left because of her broken promise.
It was all coincidence that ultimately led to Wan Qiu's loss.
Looking back now, this series of mistakes does not seem like a coincidence, but rather like fate.
Yang Xiaoyu could not untie the knot that had remained in her heart for such a long time in a short period of time, but she also saw what Yang Ze was like now.
She could see that Yang Ze was worried about Wan Qiu.
You can see how powerful Yang Ze is as he guards Wan Qiu.
You can see how cautious and caring Yang Ze is when facing Wan Qiu.
He could also see the fear that his actions had left in Yang Ze, which had not been eliminated until now.
The moment I saw Yang Ze today, I seemed to see myself standing in the shadow, unwilling to take a step towards the light that was so close.
The tall man who is gradually beginning to show his maturity is actually still the same immature and bewildered child.
"Aze." Yang Xiaoyu opened her mouth. In the quiet space, her voice lost its usual crisp vitality. "I didn't do a good job as your mother."
Yang Ze kept his eyes down and didn't look at Yang Xiaoyu.
But when she heard these words, her eyelashes trembled unconsciously, very slightly. In the dim light, Yang Xiaoyu did not notice it.
"I don't know how to tell you about the past." Yang Xiaoyu lifted her long curly hair with her hands. She felt very sad to accept this overly awkward atmosphere. "But you have always been very important to me."
Yang Xiaoyu now sometimes wonders if she is actually being loved by Yang Ze.
Yang Ze had been enduring her temper and rejection and accepting her emotional outbursts.
"I..." Yang Xiaoyu was a little upset by the messy hair in her hands, but she still said, "Maybe I did something wrong before."
Yang Xiaoyu is a person with a very strong personality. It is because he is too strong, stubborn, and self-centered that he has led to his current situation.
Wan Qiu returned to this home and completed the family.
She paid attention to Wan Qiu and gradually began to reflect on herself.
All that was hidden in her actions seemed to be illuminated by Wan Qiu's clear eyes, which seemed to contain an ethereal world.
Wan Qiu would act according to all her ideas, and it was because of his obedience that Yang Xiaoyu began to reflect on whether her own behavior was inappropriate.
I think too much...
What was once ignored is now right in front of us and can no longer be ignored.
"Maybe mom needs a little more time, but..." Yang Xiaoyu stuttered, "I'm sorry, Aze."
Yang Xiaoyu did not expect that this apology would ease the relationship between her and Yang Ze.
But at least it can be the beginning of their reconciliation.
Yang Ze was silent for a long time, and this silence brought pressure to Yang Xiaoyu, who thought that this was something she had to bear.
"Sorry, Mom, I'm still a little confused today." Yang Ze finally said.
Yang Xiaoyu clasped her hands, and finally she stood up and said, "It's okay, I just wanted to tell you this, Aze, you've worked hard, take a good rest."
Yang Xiaoyu didn't stay for long.
It seemed as if he was running away, and his steps were very fast.
Butler Bai, who had been waiting not far away, came to Yang Ze and said, "The guest room is ready."
Butler Bai had no intention of listening to everything, it was just an accident.
It was expected that Yang Ze did not reply to Yang Xiaoyu immediately.
but……
Butler Bai secretly observed Yang Ze.
It doesn't seem like there is no touch at all.
I hope things get better for this family soon.
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When Wan Qiu woke up, he was dazed and the room was dark. Wan Qiu instinctively reached out to turn on the bedside lamp, but he couldn't find it.
Wan Qiu's memory gradually returned, and he remembered that he seemed to have fallen asleep next to his second brother.
Is this my second brother’s room now?
Wan Qiu opened the curtains, and the starry sky and street lights outside the window shone into the room.
It is Yang Ze's room.
But there is no Yang Ze.
Wan Qiu opened the door and went out.
I returned to my room in a daze to wash up.
As I was washing, I became more awake and suddenly wanted to know where Yang Ze had gone.
Wan Qiu walked around but couldn't find Yang Ze.
Wan Qiu turned and went to Chu Yigui's room, and just as Chu Yigui said, he did not close the door.
When Wan Qiu went in, he saw the lights on.
Chu Yigui didn't sleep.
In the quiet and comfortable room, Chu Yigui leaned on the bed, seemingly reading a book that Wan Qiu had never seen before.
Under the light, Chu Yigui, who was reading seriously, seemed to have his skin illuminated by the light, like a beautiful painting, which made Wan Qiu dare not approach.
It seemed that as long as he walked over and stepped into the canvas, the tranquility would be torn apart, and he would walk behind the canvas and see an empty space.
Chu Yigui closed the book in his hand and looked up at Wan Qiu: "Brother."
"Don't you want to sleep?" Wan Qiu still remembered that Chu Yigui was a patient.
"I slept too much during the day and really don't want to sleep." Chu Yigui said as he put the book aside.
Wan Qiu sat beside Chu Yigui's bed and looked at the book curiously.
"What book is this?"
The book is very thick, with a beautiful cover. It is a heavy book with very simple layout, but it is in English.
"It's a collection of stories." Chu Yigui said.
"Does it look good?" Wan Qiu was very curious.
"Not bad." Chu Yigui said.
Wan Qiu didn't want to open the book because it belonged to Chu Yigui.
Chu Yigui's books are always very clean, as if they have been kept in brand new condition since he bought them, even though he is always flipping through them.
No matter how hard you try to take care of books that were once precious, they will still become dirty.
"I just fell asleep in my second brother's room." Wan Qiu said.
"Yeah, I know." Chu Yigui seemed very calm in the silent night, "I heard my second brother and Butler Bai tell him to prepare a guest room."
Wan Qiu was stunned. Did Yang Ze go to sleep in the guest room?
"Second brother, don't you want to sleep with me?" For some reason, Wan Qiu felt a little sad when he thought of this.
However, Chu Yigui said: "I think that may not be the case. If you care, you can ask your second brother tomorrow."
Wan Qiu was beside the bed, hugging his legs, but he didn't speak for a while.
The boy's excellent facial features have gradually been revealed, and under the light it seems as if even his eyelashes are coated with a layer of light, making his lost eyes appear even clearer.
Wan Qiu said: "I didn't make my second brother happy."
Chu Yigui was obviously not surprised, and just said: "It's okay, it's not my brother's fault."
Wan Qiu's toes were curled together, and finally, Wan Qiu raised his eyes and looked at Chu Yigui.
Somewhat fragile.
"Brother, does my second brother dislike me?"
Chu Yigui knew that Wan Qiu would always notice something unusual.
It's not surprising that he could come up with such an answer given the current situation that he doesn't understand.
"Yes and no." Chu Yigui said, looking at Wan Qiu's confused eyes, "I once told my brother that it is impossible to simply distinguish right from wrong in feelings."
Wan Qiu nodded, he remembered.
"The same goes for my second brother." Chu Yigui said.
I'm afraid that for Yang Ze, his feelings towards Wan Qiu are extremely complicated. After so many years, they can no longer be summarized as simple likes or dislikes.
but……
"The second elder brother likes the older brother." Chu Yigui said.
Whether now or in the future, whenever Chu Yigui looks at Yang Ze, he can find evidence that Yang Ze likes Wan Qiu.
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