Once Wan Qiu woke up, his low fever quickly subsided. He underwent a full body check-up, and all results were normal, so he was discharged from the hospital soon.
Considering the cause of this incident, Chu Jianshu guessed that there must be something wrong with Wan Qiu's psychological concept, and wanted to ask the more professional Yan Hua to check on Wan Qiu's condition.
But this time things didn't go smoothly.
Wan Qiu refused to communicate with Yan Hua.
Wan Qiu, who once had no defenses or grudges against Yan Hua, seemed to have learned to say no after this incident.
Yan Hua tried every means to communicate with Wan Qiu, but no matter how she guided and tested him, Wan Qiu remained indifferent.
It's like holding a safe locked with iron chains in a dark world, like a guardian, not giving anyone the chance to touch the box, guarding against anyone who approaches the box.
Yan Hua is just a psychiatrist, not a god.
Wan Qiu refused to speak, refused to look up, and would not even look into her eyes.
Curled up, Yan Hua could only see a back that silently rejected him.
Yang Xiaoyu's comfort, hugs, and coaxing, which once had a direct impact on Wan Qiu, no longer work.
After another failure, Yan Hua told Chu Jianshu about the situation.
Chu Jianshu sighed deeply.
But apart from refusing to communicate with Yan Hua, it seems that nothing else was affected too much.
Wanqiu will live a normal life, eat normally, not cry or make a fuss, and be as well-behaved as before.
But Yan Hua said that this might not be a good thing.
It's also possible that the situation has worsened.
Chu Jianshu had to take Wan Qiu for another check-up, and Wan Qiu cooperated very well.
But this time, still no problems were found.
Wan Qiu has become a dead knot, and no one can find a way to untie it.
Yan Hua proposed a plan to the Chu family. Whether a child grows up healthily is closely related to the family.
A good family atmosphere, parents' love for each other, harmonious parent-child relationship and other factors can all affect Wanqiu's state.
Since we can't start with Wan Qiu, let's make some changes to the whole family.
The indirect impact is on Wanqiu.
Chu Jianshu accepted Yan Hua's suggestion and was also thinking about what to do.
I didn't expect that at this point I still have to consider how to communicate my love with my family.
——
"Baby, can you talk to mommy? Mommy is really scared. Baby, can you please not be like this?"
Wan Qiu felt Yang Xiaoyu's cold hands touching his cheek.
Wan Qiu could see Yang Xiaoyu’s haggard face nearby.
Mom looked much paler than before, as if all the life had been drained away.
The corners of her eyes were red, and the warmth of her hands touching his own made Wan Qiu feel distressed.
He didn't want his mother to be like this.
Wanting to comfort, wanting to tell mom that he was okay.
But he didn't dare speak.
Dare not make any move.
The anger roaring in his heart seemed like it would take over his mind at any moment, break through the barrier and hurt others.
——Hypocrisy, really hypocritical, do you think that you can make me so sad just by saying a few words and it will be alright? Since you gave birth to me, you must be responsible for me. Did I beg you to give birth to me? Shame on you!
——You are looking for a substitute. When I am suffering, you let that damn substitute enjoy my life, just to give yourself psychological comfort? !
Wan Qiu bit his lip and lowered his eyes.
There was no response given to Yang Xiaoyu.
Wan Qiu's mind was in a mess, and those messy words would appear in his mind from time to time.
Influence his thoughts and influence his thinking.
Wan Qiu knew that his relatives had been unhappy during this period.
Wan Qiu also knew that the reason for his unhappiness was because of him.
Mom and Dad must be very angry that he refused Dr. Yanhua's guidance.
Dr. Yanhua must be very disappointed.
The clear memory that was recalled in the dream made Wan Qiu instinctively sense the malicious intent.
Wan Qiu didn't know what it was, but the murderous aura that was like black oil almost completely poured out on him from between the lines.
This was the first time Wan Qiu felt the emotions of anger, hatred and disgust so clearly.
Wan Qiu didn't know what it was. He clearly felt that it should be himself, but it was too strange and made him resist.
These are things that make people unhappy.
There are even more serious emotions than unhappiness, such as disappointment, pain, and hatred.
Wan Qiu tried hard to block out all the malice, and instinctively imprisoned these dark things in his heart.
These things are like sharp knives. Once they are released, they will definitely hurt others.
He didn't want these things to be seen by anyone except himself.
So Wan Qiu rejected Yan Hua.
He was afraid that Yan Hua would discover everything that could not be discovered.
Those vicious curses were distributed fairly to everyone in the Chu family, with a particular preference for Chu Yigui.
His brother, his friend, didn't deserve to be treated like this.
Wan Qiu wanted to communicate with those memories, but it didn't work.
That was not the soul that existed in his body, but what had happened, his memory, and he could not communicate with his memory.
So Wan Qiu remained silent.
Wan Qiu remained silent until he was able to completely block these things.
Even the people around me are sad now.
——
A week later, the sprained foot of Wan Qiu was reduced to a light purple bruise. During the period when the injury was most serious, there was always someone by his side applying ice to him.
Wan Qiu did not refuse. He was like a puppet, allowing the people around him to do anything to him.
Wan Qiu would pick up his phone to play games, and would also go to the cinema to watch cartoons.
But Wan Qiu's eyes were always fixed on items other than his relatives.
Wan Qiu always dreams when he sleeps, but when he wakes up, he sees that Yang Xiaoyu, who is sleeping beside him, has already opened his eyes and is looking at him.
The look in his eyes was the one Wan Qiu had seen the most during this period of time, a look of worry.
At this time, Wan Qiu would always bury himself with a quilt and turn his back to Yang Xiaoyu.
Yang Xiaoyu would reach out and pat him on the body, singing a lullaby rhythmically to coax Wan Qiu back to sleep.
Wanqiu felt the warmth, his mother's voice, and his mother's melody.
But those words seemed to block Wanqiu's warmth as they appeared over and over again.
Wan Qiu spent most of his time sleeping, waiting for those memories to pass.
But fortunately, time seems to make them less noisy.
A little bit at a time.
Again and again.
It seems to be gradually fading.
Wan Qiu felt that this seemed like forgetting.
Those words that appeared repeatedly at the beginning gradually seemed to be unable to be repeated in detail.
Until one morning, Wan Qiu opened his eyes.
Wan Qiu sat up. In his room, Chu Jianshu was wearing home clothes and working in his room.
Wan Qiu turned around and could see the gloomy snowy sky through the huge floor-to-ceiling window. The snowflakes fell on the snow, small but seemed to make crisp collision sounds.
Wan Qiu suddenly felt peaceful.
Chu Jianshu heard Wan Qiu getting up, sat up and came to Wan Qiu's side.
The edge of the bed was pressed down a little by Chu Jianshu's weight.
"Wan Qiu, how do you feel now?"
Chu Jianshu's voice was softer than ever.
Chu Jianshu's complexion also looked a little paler than before.
"Are you okay?" Chu Jianshu asked again, touching Wan Qiu's forehead with his hand.
So quiet.
Dad’s voice is also very nice.
Dad's hands are very warm.
All the messy words in my mind seemed to have subsided.
There is an inexplicable feeling in the vagueness of autumn.
It's like...
In the 50-meter group competition in the sports competition, he won first place.
Is it... the feeling of winning?
Wan Qiu rubbed Chu Jianshu's palm, as if absorbing the warmth from it.
Chu Jianshu's hands immediately froze there until Wan Qiu raised his eyes and looked at him.
It is still clear, translucent and very beautiful.
Chu Jianshu's fingertips trembled slightly, and finally put down, unconsciously tightening on the soft bedding.
"Are you hungry? Do you want some fruit? Or do you want your mom to come over?"
Wan Qiu shook his head.
This is Wan Qiu’s first response during this period of time.
Chu Jianshu received Wan Qiu's response, and a look of joy gradually appeared between his brows, which had been filled with worry.
"Do you want some water?" Chu Jianshu asked immediately.
Wan Qiu nodded.
"Wait a minute, Dad will pour you some water."
Wan Qiu looked at Chu Jianshu's back. He was tall and handsome.
Wan Qiuming has been in bed all this time, sleeping, eating, and performing basic physiological activities.
But I feel very tired.
But it's easy now.
Wan Qiu felt that nothing seemed to have changed.
Return to the state before the confusion.
Because Wan Qiu responded again, the atmosphere in the entire space eased again.
Wan Qiu realized that her ankle had healed and wanted to return to the dance studio.
He actually wanted to see Zhou Peiyu again.
Although Wan Qiu's memory of leaving with Zhou Peiyu was vague, he felt that it must have ended in a bad mood.
The unhappy feeling that was transmitted made Wan Qiu very worried.
Today, Wan Qiu finally said to Yang Xiaoyu: "Mom, when can I go to the dance studio?"
Yang Xiaoyu suddenly raised her head and stepped forward immediately: "Baby, do you want to go back to dance? But your sprain has just healed, so it's not suitable for you to go to the classroom... Otherwise, how about you practice with mom at home?"
Yang Xiaoyu was very worried that Wan Qiu would remain silent again, but this time Wan Qiu nodded.
"Then baby, wait a minute. Mommy will ask Butler Bai to put a bandage on you, okay?"
Yang Xiaoyu maintained a smile nervously, but still couldn't hide her worry. She still wanted to hear Wan Qiu's voice.
"Okay." Wan Qiu responded.
Wan Qiu noticed that after he started talking, everyone around him looked relieved.
Wan Qiu also quietly covered his heart and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
It seemed... not as difficult to hide as he had imagined.
For a while after he woke up, Wan Qiu even thought that those dark and dirty words were himself, and it took him a long time to distinguish them.
Wan Qiu went through stretching training and danced with Yang Xiaoyu, but Wan Qiu was only allowed to practice for an hour and had to take a break every fifteen minutes.
Even though Wan Qiu felt no pain in his ankle anymore.
Wan Qiu is still the same Wan Qiu as before.
From the moment he started speaking again, Wan Qiu returned to his pre-fever state.
There's nothing unusual.
He is just more independent now, has his own judgment on many things, and still rejects Yan Hua.
Wan Qiu noticed that there seemed to be some subtle changes in the atmosphere at home.
Yang Xiaoyu and Chu Jianshu seemed to be closer than usual. They would occasionally go out together and come back together, and kiss each other on the forehead.
Yang Ze seemed to have changed his usual silence and always found ways to say something.
Chu Zhang is always busy, but he calls Wan Qiu at a fixed time every day.
but……
Wan Qiu felt that Chu Yigui seemed to have become silent.
Chu Yigui seemed to have always been silent, but now it has become even more serious.
Wan Qiu could sense Chu Yigui’s unhappiness, which was as thick as the clouds in a cloudy sky and so heavy that it seemed to be pressing down on the ground.
Wan Qiu wanted to get close to Chu Yigui, but Chu Yigui had almost no time to be alone with Wan Qiu.
Wan Qiu sat in the living room holding his cell phone and sent a message to Zhou Peiyu.
During this period, Zhou Peiyu would always ask him what he had done, and occasionally call him, and Wan Qiu would answer the phone.
But Wan Qiu remained silent and did not communicate much with Zhou Peiyu.
Zhou Peiyu suggested that she wanted to come and see him, no matter what, it was all because of her problem.
Wan Qiu didn't think this was Zhou Peiyu's problem.
He twisted his ankle accidentally.
After Wan Qiu understood the malice.
Everything became understandable after hearing Zhou Peiyu's words.
Not only Zhou Peiyu and Jiang Chengfeng, but also the people who once helped him.
Even the things in his past that he didn't understand became clear because he understood the malicious intent.
Zhou Peiyu said over the phone: "Can't I really go see you?"
Wan Qiu said, "It's already healed."
"But aren't we friends? Even if we're not seeing a doctor, can't we go to a friend's house to play?"
Zhou Peiyu was still worried about Wan Qiu's situation and didn't want to give up.
"And if the sprain is okay, shouldn't you be able to come to the classroom? But you haven't come yet."
Wan Qiu thought about it and said, "Well, I'll ask my parents."
However, when Wan Qiu said to ask the parents, Zhou Peiyu hesitated again: "Well, it won't be a problem if I go?"
Wan Qiu was confused: "What's the problem?"
"Will your parents blame me? Isn't it because I hurt you?" Zhou Peiyu still remembers Yang Xiaoyu's angry voice coming from the phone.
"I don't know." Wan Qiu didn't know what his parents were thinking. Before seeing their expressions, Wan Qiu was completely in the dark.
"Did they mention me?" Zhou Peiyu was nervous.
Wan Qiu thought about it carefully and said, "No."
What really worried Chu Jianshu and Yang Xiaoyu was Wan Qiu's fever. It seemed that the sprain problem was not so difficult to solve in comparison.
Zhou Peiyu was apprehensive and said on the phone: "Well, will your brother have any problem with me?"
Wan Qiu subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction of the study room where Chu Yigui was studying: "I don't know."
Zhou Peiyu thought of the day when Chu Yigui asked her to leave.
"When your brother gets serious, he looks really fierce. No... I don't think he looks fierce in his expression."
Even Zhou Peiyu himself couldn't describe it.
When Chu Yigui covered Wan Qiu's eyes and looked at her, the strong and irresistible request was like an order.
Zhou Peiyu still trembles with fear when he thinks of that time.
Wan Qiu could hear the slight tremor in Zhou Peiyu's voice: "Then you're not coming?"
"I'll go, of course. I want to go see you." Zhou Peiyu said immediately, "Go and ask. If you want to scold me, I'll accept it."
When Wan Qiu hung up the phone, he stared at it in a daze.
I originally wanted to go directly to find Yang Xiaoyu, but now Yang Xiaoyu is working in the study.
Generally, Yang Xiaoyu would only leave when necessary and would come back as soon as possible.
Wan Qiu, who gradually became sensible, also realized that this was because his mother was worried about him.
Is there any way to not make mom and dad worry?
Wan Qiu feels that he is doing well now.
I no longer see those memories repeatedly in my dreams.
Wan Qiu thought about it and simply sent a message in the family group: Mom and Dad, Zhou Peiyu said she wanted to come and see me, can we let her come?
Yang Xiaoyu: Of course, we will definitely give a warm welcome to your friends.
Chu Jianshu: When do we need to send a car to pick her up?
Yang Ze: Of course.
Wan Qiu heaved a sigh of relief when he saw his parents agreed.
Once Zhou Peiyu got consent, he asked to come the next day. It happened to be winter vacation, so he decided to not delay it.
Wan Qiu, on the other hand, saw that everyone except Chu Zhang was at home.
Wan Qiu was confused. Shouldn't today be working time?
Wan Qiu was sitting in the living room wrapped in comfortable plush home clothes, while Yang Xiaoyu leaned on Chu Jianshu and watched TV together.
Yang Ze went to pick up Zhou Peiyu, and Wan Qiu had been receiving messages sent to him by Zhou Peiyu.
Zhou Peiyu: Why do you need your brother to pick me up? Can't I go by myself?
Zhou Peiyu: Why is your brother driving further and further away? Where is your home?
Zhou Peiyu: I won’t be trafficked, right?
Zhou Peiyu: This is your brother, right? Did I get on the right bus? I have a very deep impression of your brother's appearance.
Zhou Peiyu: I’ll take a photo and send it to you. If anything happens, you must find a way to save me.
Wan Qiu looked at Zhou Peiyu's series of messages and was confused about how to respond.
Zhou Peiyu: I’m at the entrance of your community. There is a community in such a remote place?
Wan Qiu: Are we there yet?
Zhou Peiyu: Why are there only a few houses in this community?
Wan Qiu immediately sat up and went to the door. At the same time, Butler Bai was already waiting at the door.
Wan Qiu opened the door and heard Yang Ze's words: "It's not a residential area, this is Wan Qiu's home, it's a villa area."
Zhou Peiyu was stunned.
"I... I'm not dreaming, am I? Wan Qiu, are you a super rich second generation?" Zhou Peiyu was already shocked when he followed Wan Qiu into the room.
Wan Qiu looked at Zhou Peiyu's exaggerated expression.
Yang explained: "To be precise, it's the fourth generation of the rich."
“……” Zhou Peiyu was stunned.
Zhou Peiyu's indoor shoes had already been placed at the door, and they were even exactly the right size for her. Butler Bai said to Zhou Peiyu respectfully, "Nice to meet you, Miss Zhou Peiyu. You can give me your coat."
Zhou Peiyu handed the coat to Butler Bai stiffly, like a broken old machine.
Zhou Peiyu finally turned his attention to Wan Qiu.
"Why do I feel like you've lost weight? You don't look good either? Shouldn't you gain weight if you don't have to dance?"
Wan Qiu had forgotten to weigh himself during this period, and had not taken a good look at himself.
"Welcome to our home." At this time Chu Jianshu put his arm around Yang Xiaoyu's shoulders, and the two of them stood in front of Zhou Peiyu.
Zhou Peiyu suddenly stiffened all over, looking at the two people in front of him with a hint of fear in his eyes.
"It's okay, we're just here to take care of you, don't be nervous." Yang Xiaoyu looked down and saw a box of milk and a box of health products that Zhou Peiyu had brought specially, and asked Butler Bai to help keep them.
"You two should go and have some fun. It would make you uncomfortable if we, the older ones, were together as young people."
It was rare for Chu Jianshu to smile when facing a young stranger, although it looked a little stiff.
"Wan Qiu, take your friend for a walk."
Wan Qiu didn't know where to take Yang Xiaoyu. In order to obey Chu Jianshu's words, Wan Qiu finally took Zhou Peiyu to his room.
After returning to the room and closing the door, Zhou Peiyu's eyes widened: "Is this your bedroom?"
Wan Qiu responded: "Yes."
"The area of your bedroom is three times the area of my family's." Zhou Peiyu was shocked. "I always thought my family was actually quite wealthy. It's nothing compared to yours."
"My family seems to be quite rich." Before this, Wan Qiu actually had no idea how rich they were.
For him, as long as he has enough food and clothes, other money is not important.
It's just that in the fragments of memory, his resentment seemed to be hiding something about the Chu family's money.
This gave Wan Qiu a vague idea that his family was very rich.
"That's great." Zhou Peiyu suddenly thought, "How's your foot? I saw that you can walk without any problems. Is it okay?"
Wan Qiu took off his plush house shoes, revealing his sprained ankle, with no trace left at all.
"Does it still hurt when you walk?" Zhou Peiyu asked.
Wan Qiu shook his head.
Zhou Peiyu breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm sorry."
"It doesn't matter." Wan Qiu said.
"Anyway, it's good that everything is fine now." Zhou Peiyu thought for a moment, "By the way, were they your parents who beat you? I don't look like them, right?"
Wan Qiu shook his head.
"Then who hit you?" Zhou Peiyu was at a loss. Could it be possible that a person had two fathers and mothers?
"They are my adoptive parents."
Zhou Peiyu was stunned: "Why do you have adoptive parents?"
Wan Qiu briefly explained his situation, shocking Zhou Peiyu.
"Oh my god, there is such a thing. So why did you act so abnormally when I said that being beaten was wrong?"
Being beaten all the time? Zhou Peiyu couldn't imagine such a life at all.
"Can I ask you some questions?" Wan Qiu curled up his legs and tilted his head to look at Zhou Peiyu.
"You ask." Zhou Peiyu sat cross-legged on the blanket. It was a cold winter, but he didn't feel cold at all here.
Wan Qiu looked at Zhou Peiyu, who was a complete stranger compared to the Chu family.
In the Chu family, everyone is taking care of him, so Wan Qiu is not so clear about many things.
Those vague, indirect teachings were meant to comfort him selfishly.
But if it was Zhou Peiyu...
Just like the last time, she said those words without hesitation...
"I'm always hungry. Is this abnormal?" Wan Qiu asked.
Zhou Peiyu's eyes widened: "Your adoptive parents don't give you food? It's not normal, of course it's not normal, who wouldn't feed their children?"
Wan Qiu looked at Zhou Peiyu. The other party's words were too straightforward.
Wan Qiu continued to ask: "Is it normal for me to wear two pairs of shoes in three years?"
"Two pairs? One pair for summer and one pair for winter? How can that be enough? Don't they need to be washed? Won't they get damaged? This is not normal. How can this not be normal?!" Zhou Peiyu's eyes widened, and he was so angry that his hair stood on end.
"I woke up my dad because I was cleaning. Is that wrong?"
"You didn't mean it! And how old were you at that time? My parents wouldn't let me work when I was that age."
"I don't get up at night to cook for my parents..."
"It's normal to cook occasionally. People at home are busy and take the initiative to do housework, but how can I cook at night..."
Wan Qiu and Zhou Peiyu chatted for a long time.
During the meal, Butler Bai also brought tea and snacks.
Wan Qiu was asking about all those messy, complex fragments of memories that emerged in his mind.
Occasionally he got a yes answer, but most of the time he got a no answer.
His past was overturned bit by bit by Zhou Peiyu's words.
Wan Qiu actually couldn't remember all of Zhou Peiyu's words.
but……
However, from these conversations, Wan Qiu saw a corner of his own world collapsing bit by bit.
Those homes that were shaped into a sweet candy house by his ideas and memories were actually just garbage coated with a layer of sweet sugar.
When the sugar coating melted completely, the houses that he once thought were indestructible lost the support of the hard candy and collapsed to the ground.
Left at Wanqiu's feet.
It's a messy garbage dump.
“Wan Qiu…” Zhou Peiyu was filled with righteous indignation at the beginning, but now he began to doubt what kind of life Wan Qiu had led in the past. His expression became unstable, “You…”
"It seems like there are still many things I don't know." Wan Qiu couldn't remember much.
Fragments of memory are piled up in a mess.
"I can't remember what to ask." Wan Qiu lowered his head.
Zhou Peiyu opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but it seemed that no matter what he said, he would be too weak.
"No wonder your brother reacted so strangely at that time. I seem to have done something wrong." Zhou Peiyu felt that he should not say certain things casually.
She didn't know Wan Qiu's past, so she couldn't say anything as if it was a matter of course.
When Wan Qiu heard Chu Yigui, he raised his head from his thoughts and looked at Zhou Peiyu.
"Your brother must have known that you were in a state of confusion. No wonder you were like that. He was protecting you like a mother hen."
Wan Qiu didn't remember much. The only remaining feeling was the warmth of the hand that covered his eyes at that time.
"Well, you have a brother who treats you well, and you have such rich parents, and you also have a brother. Isn't this great?" Zhou Peiyu said to Wan Qiu, "Forget about the past."
Wan Qiu's eyelashes trembled slightly, but she did not answer Zhou Peiyu.
Zhou Peiyu was warmly treated to lunch by the Chu family. During the meal, everyone in the family was very kind.
Before leaving, it was Chu Jianshu who saw her off.
In the car, Zhou Peiyu's whole body was stiff, and she actually asked her elders to send her back...
"Thank you very much for coming to see our Wanqiu." Chu Jianshu took the initiative to say to the nervous Zhou Peiyu.
Zhou Peiyu suddenly felt guilty and said, "It's because of me that I sprained my ankle."
Chu Jianshu knew that Zhou Peiyu probably only knew about his sprained ankle.
But that's not what he wanted to say.
"Thank you for becoming friends with Wan Qiu. Wan Qiu is a little different from ordinary children."
The white snow scene was constantly receding, and Zhou Peiyu listened to Chu Jianshu's words.
"He really needs a friend, and he needs a normal friend who can guide him, so we are very grateful to you."
Chu Jianshu's words also represent Yang Xiaoyu.
I don’t want Yang Xiaoyu to bring too much pressure to Zhou Peiyu.
"I will be good friends with Wan Qiu." Zhou Peiyu promised.
On the way back, Zhou Peiyu kept sending messages to Wan Qiu.
Zhou Peiyu: Your parents are very nice and they didn’t blame me.
Zhou Peiyu: You have finally come to the end of your hardship, and you can now live a better life than others.
Zhou Peiyu: Time will dilute everything! Come on!
Wan Qiu looked at the messages Zhou Peiyu kept sending, holding his phone.
"Baby." Yang Xiaoyu hugged Wan Qiu from behind, "Mom still has to work. If you feel bored, come and play with mom."
Wan Qiu turned around and looked at Yang Xiaoyu.
This was the first time Wan Qiu looked at Yang Xiaoyu so seriously in such a long period of time.
Among the questions Wan Qiu asked Zhou Peiyu, there was also one about his current home.
Zhou Peiyu said that his life is normal now.
Even though Wan Qiu could no longer accurately judge what was normal and what was abnormal.
"It's okay, Mom. I'm fine." Wan Qiu knew that Yang Xiaoyu was worried about him, "Don't worry."
Wan Qiu also hopes that Yang Xiaoyu can relax a little.
Yang Xiaoyu lowered her head and kissed Wan Qiu's forehead: "You are my child, how can I not worry about you?"
From the moment Yang Xiaoyu arrived at Wan Qiu's side and then left, Wan Qiu smelled the unique, faint fragrance on Yang Xiaoyu.
Mom and Dad probably stayed at home today because his friends were coming over.
When you are so busy that you have to work from home.
Wan Qiu curled up on the sofa, in the warm space that seemed invulnerable to any cold, looking up at the huge house.
So can he assume that he is now living in a candy house?
Wan Qiu stood up and went in one direction.
That was Chu Yigui’s study.
Wan Qiu knocked on the door.
"Come in." Chu Yigui's voice came.
Wan Qiu pushed the door open and saw Chu Yigui sitting on a chair reading a book in the huge study.
This was Wan Qiu's first time coming to Chu Yigui's study.
This is where Chu Yigui studies, and everything here belongs to Chu Yigui.
But only after actually coming in did Wan Qiu feel the emptiness.
It seemed that there was nothing else except books, just like Chu Yigui's bedroom.
"Brother?" Chu Yigui put the bookmark in the book but did not close it.
Before Chu Yigui stood up, Wan Qiu moved a chair and sat next to Chu Yigui.
Chu Yigui didn't say anything, but turned around and faced Wan Qiu.
It's like this again...
Wan Qiu raised his eyes to look at Chu Yigui, still calm.
But inexplicably, Wan Qiu felt alienated.
Wan Qiu leaned forward and placed his hands on Chu Yigui's legs, as if as long as there was physical contact, there would be no distance.
"Brother." Wan Qiu asked, "Are we close?"
It's a rhetorical question.
Chu Yigui lowered his eyes.
When Chu Yigui tried to make some judgments, Wan Qiu continued: "Can we still be close?"
Chu Yigui did not find any doubt or hidden emotions in Wan Qiu's expression.
Even though I understand a lot, even though I realize things that I once didn't understand, Wan Qiu is still Wan Qiu.
It was in such an environment that Wan Qiu still grew up to become what he is today.
"Yeah." Chu Yigui opened his mouth and finally said the first intimate words in a while, "I really want to be close to my brother."
Wan Qiu seemed to be comforted and looked much more relaxed.
"I won't bully my brother." Wan Qiu was very serious, wanting to tell Chu Yigui all his inner wishes, "I hope my brother will always be well."
I hope the curse is just an illusion.
I hope that all the malice directed towards others, especially Chu Yigui, will disappear.
"I..." Wan Qiu opened his mouth, bewildered, wanting to tell Chu Yigui something, "I won't bully you, no... absolutely not..."
However, no matter how many times Wan Qiu repeated it, he seemed to have not found what he wanted to say in the end.
The feeling of impatience spread in his heart, making Wan Qiu very flustered.
Wan Qiu grabbed Chu Yigui, and the anxiety that he couldn't express was transmitted to his fingertips, and the trembling was passed to Chu Yigui.
Chu Yigui looked into the depths of Wan Qiu's eyes, and finally, he just sighed.
"Brother, do you remember? I once said that as long as we are close enough, there will be no bullying."
Chu Yigui's voice seemed to be certain of something.
It's like giving up something.
"We are close enough now, so no matter how you bully me, it doesn't matter. I won't fight back, nor will I resent you."
"No." Wan Qiu murmured, trying to refute Chu Yigui.
What will happen, what to say.
An unfamiliar word suddenly popped up in Wan Qiu's mind.
"Protect you..." Wan Qiu seemed to understand the meaning of this word, and sincerely wanted to tell his cursed brother, "I will protect you and I won't bully you."
If there was someone who cursed himself with such strong resentment.
What would it feel like?
Wan Qiu couldn't imagine it. Just the memory was enough to suffocate him with the malice.
so……
If he had protected Chu Yigui well, wouldn't those vicious words have been able to harm this person?
Chu Yigui's eyes slowly widened.
"Brother, what are you talking about?" Chu Yigui didn't understand.
This time, Wan Qiu said firmly: "I will protect you."
Chu Yigui smiled, but his smile did not extend across his brows: "Why do you say that, brother? I don't need your protection."
Wan Qiu was not shaken by Chu Yigui's words. He firmly believed that his idea was correct.
Under Wan Qiu's gaze, Chu Yigui finally sighed: "Then how can my brother protect me?"
Wan Qiu didn't know.
but……
"I'm with you." Wan Qiu said.
People who hate each other will not be together. If they are together, it means they like each other.
Wan Qiu couldn't find the best solution.
This was the limit of what he could think of.
Chu Yigui remained silent.
Wan Qiu in front of him seemed to show his original appearance more clearly.
The sand is ground bit by bit and gradually polished into the brightest and most beautiful pearls in the world.
The pearl fell into Chu Yigui's palm.
The beautiful pink glow illuminated his heart.
Chu Yigui approached Wan Qiu, and on Wan Qiu's shoulder, who took the initiative to approach him, he silenced his anxious heart that had been suppressed.
"Thank you, brother." Even though Chu Yigui didn't know why he needed protection.
Even though Chu Yigui never needed anyone's promise.
The two young men leaned on each other.
They find what they need from each other.
"Brother." Wan Qiu rubbed Chu Yigui's hair and asked, "Didn't my parents love me in the past?"
"yes."
"Grandma doesn't love me either?"
"……yes."
"Is that so?" A sigh escaped from Wan Qiu's voice.
"Brother, forget them."
"No." Wan Qiu shook his head. There was a more complicated expression between his brows that did not belong to him, perhaps sadness or helplessness, "I love them."
Even if Wan Qiu cannot get the same love, Wan Qiu still loves them.
First time living in a big house, first time lying on a bed,
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