Chu Zhang stayed for dinner, but he had no appetite and his mood was very mixed.
His father, who always adhered to the principle of not talking while eating or sleeping, actually took the initiative to ask him if the filming was hard.
Shouldn't Chu Jianshu say with a straight face, "Suffering and working hard are things that people have to do"?
Chu Zhang drank his after-meal tea with a blank look in his eyes.
He never enjoyed his meals at home, but today he felt like he was having indigestion.
The clattering of dishes and chopsticks, the barely audible sound of chewing, the dead silence in the air, this was everything that belonged to the Chu family dining table that he was used to.
Such a happy atmosphere made the surface of the lake, which has been exposed to the sun, not feel so bone-chillingly cold.
"Are you ready? Are we ready to go?" Zhao Xinghua grabbed Chu Zhang's head and looked at him with a sinister look.
Chu Zhang was too quiet, so quiet that Zhao Xinghua was worried that he might do something strange at any time.
"..." Chu Zhang turned around and was about to hug Wan Qiu, who was sitting next to him.
If I had known that Chu Zhang was quick-witted, he would have pulled Wan Qiu away directly. Wan Qiu was lifted up by Zhao Xinghua's armpits like a toy.
Chu Zhang's eyes widened: "...Wow."
Zhao Xinghua: "..." How come it's so light? When I picked it up, I even felt it swaying a bit.
Zhao Xinghua was worried, was he using too much force? Was he hurt?
Zhao Xinghua looked up. Wan Qiu was hanging in the air, his whole body relaxed and soft as if he had no strength to support himself. He looked at Zhao Xinghua.
"...Yes...I'm sorry." Zhao Xinghua was confused.
Chu Zhang took out his cell phone and took a series of photos.
Zhao Xinghua was speechless for a long time and put Wan Qiu down. Wan Qiu just stood there, without making any noise or fuss, as calm as if nothing had happened.
It's difficult to get along with.
This is how Zhao Xinghua feels.
If it weren't for love or interest, I'm afraid no one would be willing to approach this child.
Looking at Chu Zhang kneading Wan Qiu with a warm smile, the joy in his eyes was probably proof that he really liked her.
Unfortunately, no matter how reluctant he was, Chu Zhang still had to leave, as he only had this one day of vacation.
Late at night, Zhao Xinghua drove Chu Zhang to the airport. They planned to stay at the airport hotel for one night and catch the first flight back to the crew the next morning.
Even though Chu Zhang cried and yelled and refused to leave while holding Wan Qiu, it took the joint efforts of Zhao Xinghua and Yang Ze to separate the two.
Wan Qiu was pulled away and hidden behind Yang Ze, looking extremely confused.
After getting in the car, Chu Zhang couldn't help but look at Wan Qiu eagerly.
Wan Qiu stared at him quietly and said goodbye to him, but Chu Zhang seemed to not be able to see him enough. Even when the distance between them was quite far, he kept looking back.
Chu Zhang curled up in the passenger seat with a look of despair: "I finally got to meet my brother whom I haven't seen for almost ten years, why can't you let me spend more time with him?"
Although Zhao Xinghua would usually mock Chu Zhang, he could no longer utter mocking words after seeing how the brothers got along with each other.
In the end, Zhao Xinghua simply replied: "There will be a chance in the future."
Chu Zhang sighed long and exaggeratedly, looking extremely dissatisfied with the current situation.
Zhao Xinghua was driving the car, thought about it, and decided to ask: "You and your third brother have a good relationship?"
Chu Zhang denied it bluntly: "No."
Zhao Xinghua was stunned: "But you and him seem very close..."
"It's not good in this sense." Chu Zhang left Wan Qiu, as if all his strength had been drained away, and looked out the car window lazily.
"Is there a downside to that? Are you teaching him to dance because the relationship is awkward?" Avoid talking all the time?
"I teach him just to make him look up." Maybe he developed the habit of curling up and lowering his head because he had a bad life, Chu Zhang said, "I think my feelings towards my third brother are a combination of complicated feelings in various senses."
Zhao Xinghua also knew how complicated the Chu family's situation was, but this was not something an outsider could ask casually.
Instead, Chu Zhang didn't seem to intend to end the topic: "The disappearance of Wan Qiu back then was indirectly related to me."
Zhao Xinghua's eyes widened. This was something he had never heard of before.
"Yang Er took on most of the responsibility back then. At that time, I also felt a bit like running away. It would have been better if I hadn't run away at that time."
Chu Zhang looked at his reflection in the car window at night, as if he had returned to that young and somewhat helpless age.
Chu Zhang was to blame for Wan Qiu's loss. The strained relationship in the Chu family now was also the result of his inaction.
Chu Zhang's fingers tightened slightly.
He has always been a coward.
As he gradually matured, looked back on the past, and wanted to take responsibility to make amends, the entire family situation had become so rigid that it could not be loosened.
He never thought that adopting Chu Yigui was a good thing.
Chu Yigui seemed to have resolved their family's predicament, but in fact, he changed nothing.
Everything seemed to become peaceful under Chu Yigui's protection.
It just became peaceful.
If the problems were laid out in the open, there would still be a chance to solve them, but because of Chu Yigui, all the problems seemed to be submerged.
Even now, Chu Zhang still feels that Chu Yigui's existence is an unsolvable knot.
The Chu family wanted to adjust, but it was like a rope that had been tightened. They relied on each other and lived in peace, but once one of them broke, it would never be possible to return to its original state, and the other ropes would also be in danger.
Chu Zhang also hopes to become an outstanding eldest son.
But looking back at the mess he had dealt with, Chu Zhang couldn't help feeling frustrated.
For a long time, the name Chu Zhang has represented talent, smooth sailing, and success to others, but Chu Zhang has never had real confidence.
The failed past was like a deep quagmire, and he was stuck in it, unable to extricate himself.
but……
Wan Qiu's return made Chu Zhang see something different.
It was like clean, spotless white suddenly descended upon the Chu family again.
Chu Zhang seemed to vaguely see the angel's feathers slowly falling in the white.
That was the trace of the angel left by the wind.
The atmosphere in the Chu family, which had been silent for a long time, seemed to begin to loosen up because of Wan Qiu's return.
"An angel has come to our house." Chu Zhang said as if possessed by a ghost.
"You don't have any feelings for her, but you just say she is an angel?" Zhao Xinghua said.
"You don't understand. It's not something that can be judged by whether it's a good relationship or not." Although Chu Zhang felt that Zhao Xinghua didn't understand, he still wanted to say something, "Just like our housekeeper is actually a rigid person. Generally speaking, he won't take the initiative to make suggestions."
"As a butler, it is the butler's duty not to take the initiative to get involved in the master's affairs, right?" Zhao Xinghua said.
"But my dad didn't scold me today and even chatted with me?!"
Chu Zhang found this unbelievable and almost jumped up from the passenger seat, trying to make Zhao Xinghua understand.
"You've seen my dad before. Isn't he that kind of person? He has never touched any of us brothers' heads! Never!"
"You can't compare yourself with a fool." Zhao Xinghua blurted out, and then stopped abruptly.
"You are the fool. Don't call my third child a fool." Chu Zhang went to hit Zhao Xinghua on the head.
Zhao Xinghua endured the pain and said, "Drive, drive!"
Chu Zhang suddenly fell silent and sat listlessly in the passenger seat.
Zhao Xinghua might not understand, but how could Chu Zhang not know what it felt like to be at home?
Just standing in that home was like being deprived of breathing.
A quiet world without any communication.
Everyone seems to be separated.
Those rules and regulations are like porcupine quills. Once they get close to each other, they will prick each other and cause blood to flow.
Seeing Chu Zhang silent, Zhao Xinghua glanced at him several times and apologized quietly: "I'm sorry, that's not what I meant."
Chu Zhang angrily muttered to Zhao Xinghua and called Wan Qiu for comfort.
The other side didn't connect.
Chu Zhang waited for five minutes and called again.
This time the call was connected, but the other end paused for a long time before asking, "Brother?"
Chu Zhang looked at his face with a mask reflected in the rearview mirror of the car. His eyes were calm, but his tone was relaxed and lively: "Wan Qiu, I'm sorry that I can't play with you for a few more days."
After waiting for a long time, Wan Qiu replied, "Yes."
"The cake Wan Qiu gave us is also delicious."
Wan Qiu still had no emotion, and said simply: "Yeah."
"Brother will teach you how to dance today. Is it fun?"
However, this sentence did not receive a response from Wan Qiu.
Zhao Xinghua listened and felt that it was indeed difficult to get along with children with intellectual disabilities. If it were him, he would definitely find the atmosphere of this conversation extremely awkward.
"Who were you talking to on the phone just now?" Chu Zhang simply skipped the question that had no answer and was not frustrated at all.
"Mother."
Chu Zhang raised his eyebrows unconsciously. He opened his mouth and heard the bitterness in his cheerful voice: "Have you told mom that your second brother took you out to play?"
"Um."
Chu Zhang's eyes suddenly widened, and he immediately straightened his upper body, pressed back by the seat belt, and asked anxiously: "What did mom say?"
Wan Qiu seemed to be recalling, and then he reluctantly said: "I don't remember."
Wan Qiu probably really can't remember it.
But just this one sentence was enough to shock Chu Zhang.
"Is that so..." Chu Zhang smiled, very gently, which was very different from the noise he had made all day. "Thank you, our Wan Qiu is so cute."
Chu Zhang was still in a daze until he hung up the phone.
Will Yang Xiaoyu agree to let Yang Ze take Wan Qiu out?
it's out of the question.
However, Yang Xiaoyu knew about it but said nothing.
No one knew whether Yang Xiaoyu was angry, but it could be seen from Yang Ze's expression that he was not blamed.
Maybe it’s not that he doesn’t mind, but Yang Xiaoyu just endures it.
Yang Xiaoyu is not a patient person.
Everything didn't get better though.
But it is changing.
Silently, everyone was changing, even if it was so subtle that he could only detect a little.
But this little bit is hope for Chu Zhang.
Chu Zhang seemed to hear Wan Qiu's hesitant voice in his ear, which sounded not very smooth.
I was a little worried that my lost brother might have trouble adapting to such a family, but now I think that Wan Qiu's not-so-smart brain may make him the most suitable member of their family.
Suddenly Chu Zhang laughed.
"Angel, really an angel." Chu Zhang whispered in Zhao Xinghua's ear, "I want to take a set of angel photos for my third child."
Zhao Xinghua ignored it.
"Ah, is it true that you only give me one day? I want to take a vacation after this filming, for three months!" Chu Zhang suddenly burst into a wail.
"You wish." Zhao Xinghua said with a cold face.
——
Wan Qiu felt that he had a very strange day.
His eldest brother is a person who likes to talk very much.
So do my eldest brother’s friends.
He learned to dance from his elder brother, but Wan Qiu knew that he was not a very good dancer.
In the bright, transparent, and dirt-free mirror in the dance studio, Wan Qiu could still see how big the difference was between his posture and his elder brother's.
It’s just that his elder brother seemed to really want him to learn, so Wan Qiu learned it.
Bro...it's really good looking.
When the eldest brother was dancing, Wan Qiu seemed to see a peacock that he had only seen on TV, showing off its shiny tail, which was incredibly beautiful.
He is such an amazing person, he seems to be shining in every detail.
But it seems that the time I can see my elder brother is only half a day.
That's all the time he and his big brother get to spend together. Did he give his big brother a good half day?
Even if he tried hard to do what Big Brother wanted him to do, but failed to do it well, would Big Brother hate him?
Wan Qiu couldn't keep up with what Chu Zhang and Zhao Xinghua were saying, and didn't understand what Chu Zhang meant, but he had done his best to do what he could.
Wan Qiu sat on the sofa, feeling a little tired but not sleepy.
When he is alone and quiet, Wan Qiu always recalls the time when Chu Zhang and Zhao Xinghua spent together.
Is that what adult friends are like?
However, Wan Qiu's only friend, Chu Yigui, does not seem to have such a close relationship with him.
Are he and Chu Yigui really friends?
When Zhao Xinghua and Chu Zhang were arguing, they seemed very close even when they were unhappy.
That's what we call intimacy...
Wan Qiu didn't sleep well in bed at night.
Wan Qiu was dreaming.
I haven't had such a clear dream for a long time. It's more like a memory than a dream.
It was when he was in school.
Wan Qiu had no illusions about making friends. Ever since a lot of his left-behind friends refused to be friends with him when he was in the countryside, Wan Qiu knew that others didn't like to make friends with him.
Wan Qiu also vaguely knew that he was different from others.
But Wan Qiu didn’t have any particular idea of what the difference was.
Without communication, there is no special distinction.
When he first started school, Wan Qiu was once the target of curiosity among his classmates, but as time went on, they gradually distanced themselves from him.
Wan Qiu also personally experienced the process of the teacher's change from concern to helplessness.
Things that I had never noticed before are becoming clear.
Wan Qiu seemed to have truly discovered the huge difference between him and others.
He couldn't communicate normally.
Wan Qiu stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself in the mirror. His elder brother's extremely pleasant voice seemed to still echo in his mind.
Wan Qiu wanted to say a complete sentence to himself in the mirror.
But when I opened my mouth, I found that I couldn't say anything.
Every word that Chu Zhang and Zhao Xinghua said could easily stir up each other's emotions, with their familiar tone and relaxed atmosphere.
It was obvious that the interactions between Ning Hai and his friends, and Ning Qiaozhen and her friends, had never made Wan Qiu feel suspicious.
Only now...
Is it because he has his first and only friend?
Want to talk.
He wanted to be like his elder brother and talk happily with his friend Chu Yigui in a nice voice.
Wan Qiu faced the mirror, opened his mouth, but his voice was stuck.
He didn't know how to initiate a conversation.
How did Big Brother do it? Why could he think of so many words?
Wan Qiu stood in front of the mirror dejectedly. Looking at himself in the mirror, he suddenly felt ridiculous.
How can he compare with his elder brother?
He couldn't learn from anyone, it must be something that only his eldest brother could do.
——
On the breakfast table, Wan Qiu's breakfast still had an extra plate of fruit, and Wan Qiu was eating the sweet fruit.
When Wan Qiu heard Chu Jianshu calling Chu Yigui's name, his movements of chewing the orange slowed down a lot.
"School is about to start. Do you plan to continue living here or move closer to the school?"
This is just an old house. Because Wan Qiu is here, everyone comes back after get off work every day, and the inevitable commuting time increases slightly.
The Chu family bought a number of suitable houses throughout the city. Chu Yigui spent most of his time living in the city during his school years.
Wan Qiu pricked up his ears quietly.
Chu Yigui did not answer immediately, but raised his eyes to look at Wan Qiu, thought for a while, and then said: "I will live with my brother."
"Hmm?" Chu Jianshu raised his eyebrows. Ever since Wan Qiu came back, he didn't seem to be particularly close to Chu Yigui. Now Chu Yigui actually wanted to stay here, which surprised Chu Jianshu.
"No matter what, my brother and I are of the same age, so it would be easier for us to communicate about some things," said Chu Yigui.
Yang Ze was also a little surprised when he heard Chu Yigui's words. After all, Chu Yigui had always seemed not to care much about Wan Qiu.
Wan Qiu quietly raised his eyes to look at Chu Yigui.
"It's good that you care about Wan Qiu like this." Chu Jianshu said directly, "I always thought that your relationship with Wan Qiu was not that good."
"How could that be? I have always cared about my brother. The reason I am not close to him is that I hope he can have more time to get to know his surroundings and improve his relationships with other people." Chu Yigui said.
Yang Ze was stunned: "Is that what you think?"
"Yes, although I am not by my brother's side all the time, I hope that I can be by his side as long as he needs me." Chu Yigui smiled faintly, sincerely and gently.
After hearing this, Chu Jianshu naturally didn't say anything more. Chu Yigui never needed them to worry about his own affairs.
Wan Qiu listened. The words of the conversation were very simple, but Wan Qiu understood them vaguely.
Wan Qiu could always hear people talking about him.
Wan Qiu also wanted to say something, but no one seemed to need his answer.
Wan Qiu couldn't say anything.
"Is there anything you want today?" Before Yang Ze and Chu Jianshu were about to leave, Yang Ze half bent down as usual and asked Wan Qiu.
Wan Qiu remained silent. He unconsciously clenched his hands, and his desire to speak was stronger than ever.
But Wan Qiu couldn't think of anything he wanted, and he became so anxious that his face turned red.
But Wan Qiu just repeated the farewell words he remembered until Chu Jianshu and Yang Ze left.
Chu Zhang is not here today, and the whole space seems empty.
When Chu Zhang was around, everything seemed filled with joy. Even if Wan Qiu still had to dance that strange dance that looked ugly no matter how hard she tried, Wan Qiu was willing to do it.
But Wan Qiu stood at the entrance for a long time. From the beginning he expected to do something, but in the end he failed to do anything. Wan Qiu turned around and wanted to go back to his room.
However, Wan Qiu suddenly stopped.
Chu Yigui stood in front of him.
Wan Qiu blinked, raised his head and looked at Chu Yigui, very confused as to why Chu Yigui did not leave.
Wan Qiu looked up at Chu Yigui, and Chu Yigui was also looking at him.
Wan Qiu began to feel nervous unconsciously, and the interactions between Chu Zhang and Zhao Xinghua emerged in his mind.
But he just stood there, at a loss.
Chu Yigui just watched quietly, watching Wan Qiu struggle.
Until the end, Wan Qiu lowered his head and chose to give up.
Chu Yigui was also very clear that Wan Qiu was waiting for him to leave first.
Wan Qiu will not take the initiative to do anything unless it is necessary.
What Wan Qiu gave up must be something he wanted to do but did not need to do.
"Brother came back yesterday specifically to see you." However, when Wan Qiu thought Chu Yigui would leave, Chu Yigui's voice rang out.
This was a topic that Chu Yigui brought up on his own initiative, and Wan Qiu immediately felt motivated to speak.
"Yeah." Wan Qiu responded, racking his brains to say something more, but only said one word.
However, Chu Yigui didn't seem to mind, he continued: "Big brother has a lively personality."
"Hmm..." Wan Qiu also thought so.
"He always does weird things." Chu Yigui chatted casually, "What weird things did he ask you to do?"
Wan Qiu thought hard and said, "Dance."
"Tired?"
Wan Qiu shook his head.
"Is it interesting?"
Wan Qiu thought about it and shook his head.
"Why?" Chu Yigui asked.
Wan Qiu thought for a long time, and Chu Yigui waited quietly. Then Wan Qiu said slowly: "I am not good-looking, but he is good-looking."
"Yeah." Chu Yigui did not comment on Wan Qiu's idea.
Wan Qiu didn't need Chu Yigui to answer.
He was just talking to Chu Yigui, even though he couldn't play around like Chu Zhang and Zhao Xinghua did.
"Mom will be back today, did you know?" Chu Yigui suddenly mentioned Yang Xiaoyu.
Wan Qiu nodded. Yang Xiaoyu had said on the phone yesterday that he would be back today.
"She missed you."
Wan Qiu inexplicably had a slightly subtle reaction to this sentence. Thinking of Yang Xiaoyu, Wan Qiu's eyes changed.
"She will probably be home around three o'clock today." Chu Yigui glanced at the time, "Do you want to go pick up Mom?"
Wan Qiu blinked. Pick up mom? Where?
"Just pick her up at the gate. You can ride a tricycle there. Mom will be very happy and might want to ride the tricycle." Chu Yigui said slowly.
Wan Qiu's eyes widened slightly.
Even Wan Qiu felt that it was a bit strange to see Yang Xiaoyu riding a tricycle.
Wan Qiu had only seen Yang Xiaoyu sitting on a car, but he could not imagine what Yang Xiaoyu looked like sitting on a tricycle.
But if Chu Yigui said it, Wan Qiu felt that it was not so unimaginable.
Didn’t my second brother also ride a tricycle?
Wan Qiu's mind flashed with the image of Yang Ze, a huge man, curled up in the bed of a tricycle.
"...Okay." Wan Qiu replied dully.
"Pfft." Suddenly, Wan Qiu heard Chu Yigui laugh.
Wan Qiu looked up and saw Chu Yigui holding his stomach and laughing.
He was extremely confused and at a loss as to what to do when Chu Yigui suddenly laughed.
"I can't imagine what my mother looks like sitting on a tricycle. I'm just saying it." Chu Yigui wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. "I just think it's a little interesting."
Chu Yigui smiled.
Even though Wan Qiu still didn't find happiness in Chu Yigui's smile, their conversation here seemed exactly the same as Wan Qiu expected, with laughter and joking.
This isn't the way it should be. This isn't the way the conversation should be.
What Wan Qiu wants is more...more...
Just like Chu Zhang and Zhao Xinghua...
More relaxed, more...
Wan Qiu could not accurately express the atmosphere between Chu Zhang and Zhao Xinghua.
Perhaps because Wan Qiu did not respond, Chu Yigui's laughter gradually disappeared, and his eyes became deep as he stared at Wan Qiu.
A hand touched Wan Qiu's cheek, and lifted Wan Qiu's chin with a slight force. Wan Qiu stared at Chu Yigui in front of him. He was still so calm, but he looked the most real to Wan Qiu.
"elder brother."
Chu Yigui called Wan Qiu, but did not say anything else. Instead, he pinched Wan Qiu's cheek.
"You've gained some weight."
A gentle, smiling voice.
“It’s getting better looking.”
Wan Qiu saw himself in Chu Yigui's eyes.
Although it was just a simple sentence, Wan Qiu felt that it was the only sentence that really conveyed their thoughts in this conversation.
"Brother should be very happy recently." Chu Yigui said slowly, his fingers unconsciously lingering on the corners of Wan Qiu's eyes.
Chu Yigui's expression was complicated, but Wan Qiu didn't know what was complicated about it.
Subtly, Chu Yigui seemed to have plundered his gaze and could only look at him.
"Brother." Chu Yigui's voice was like the fragrance of fruit in the sun, tempting Wan Qiu, who loved fruit the most, to follow his voice and walk into Chu Yigui's area. "During this period, brother has not been punished again."
Suddenly, Wan Qiu realized something he hadn't remembered for a long time.
It seemed like he hadn't been beaten in a long, long time.
Obviously, during this period of time, Wan Qiu could still see all kinds of "unhappiness", but he never experienced the situation that "unhappiness" equaled "being beaten" as Wan Qiu remembered.
"Aren't things getting better now?" Chu Yigui put down his hands and smiled, "They never listened to their brother before, right?"
Wan Qiu thought of Ning Qiaozhen and Ning Hai, and also of Yang Xiaoyu and Chu Jianshu.
He did a lot of things that he couldn't do before, but he seemed to be praised for it.
It’s all because of Chu Yigui’s suggestion.
"Brother, don't be too anxious. Don't rush. Just do it like before, little by little, slowly." Chu Yigui saw Wan Qiu's anxiety, and also saw Wan Qiu's confusion and timidity.
Chu Yigui is not a god, nor is he a worm in Wan Qiu’s stomach. He can only try his best to keep Wan Qiu calm.
Chu Yigui had noticed that Wan Qiu had been staring at him intentionally or unintentionally since yesterday.
He waited here, but Wan Qiu never expressed his hesitation.
"Brother, do you remember what I said at the dinner table today?" Chu Yigui slowly repeated what he said at the dinner table, "Brother, if you need me, I'll be near you."
The chaotic yellow sand that had been in Wan Qiu's heart due to his anxiety seemed to have been washed away by the rain from the sky and returned to the ground steadily. The air mixed with the yellow sand that had been entering his mouth and nose with anxiety gradually became fresh.
"Don't worry, brother, I'm always here to listen to you."
Chu Yigui's voice, like the white noise produced by the dripping rain, calmed Wan Qiu's mood.
Once things calmed down, the voices that had been jumping on Wan Qiu's nerves gradually died down.
The intense fear that I would fail if I couldn't say anything dissipated.
The dissipated uneasiness allowed Wan Qiu to calmly say some things that he couldn't figure out but wanted to say.
"We are friends." Wan Qiu's poor language could not express what he wanted to say, but he did not feel so anxious that his whole body was stinging.
"Yes, we are friends." Chu Yigui not only answered Wan Qiu, but also said more firmly than Wan Qiu, "We are not only friends, but also brothers."
Wan Qiu lowered his head, hesitated, and looked away. His voice was so weak that it seemed as if only the wind could hear it.
"no the same."
Chu Yigui waited quietly for Wan Qiu to finish this incoherent sentence.
And Wan Qiu struggled, trying to express what he wanted to say.
"Big brother and...Brother Zhao are also friends, they are different..."
Wan Qiu was still trying hard to think about how to piece together the two sentences that had no beginning or end, but Chu Yigui had already understood them.
Without Wan Qiu's further explanation, Chu Yigui gave Wan Qiu the answer: "Every pair of friends is different."
Wan Qiu's mind, which was trying hard to think of the words, gradually returned and fixed on Chu Yigui's face.
"My brother and I are friends. We are unique and cannot be compared with anyone else." Chu Yigui hooked Wan Qiu's fingers. Wan Qiu looked down at the place where their fingers were hooked. It was a pinky promise.
Wan Qiu remembers.
This is an agreed action between friends.
It is a symbol of a good relationship.
Suddenly, many different images of friends seemed to appear in Wan Qiu's mind.
It's not just Chu Zhang and Zhao Xinghua, there are also Ning Hai and his friends, Ning Qiaozhen and her friends, and classmates in the class. Everyone has their own friends.
Not every pair of friends is the same, everyone is different.
Why do you think Chu Zhang and Zhao Xinghua are good?
because……
Wan Qiu slowly raised his eyes and stared at Chu Yigui: "Why are you unhappy?"
This was the first time that Wan Qiu expressed his doubts and confusion so clearly.
There was no lag at all. This was something that had been lingering in Wan Qiu's heart and he could not let it go. He told Chu Yigui clearly.
Chu Yigui looked at Wan Qiu.
There was no anxiety or complexity. When she framed him in her clear and transparent eyes, it was as if all her defenses were peeled off layer by layer, leaving only the most basic self.
"Why do you ask?" Chu Yigui's voice seemed to be lower than usual, but it seemed that it was not the voice that was low, but something else.
Wan Qiu couldn't answer, he just felt this way instinctively.
It's like a water tank that can never be filled up no matter how hard you try. Just looking at it makes me feel impatient.
After a long time, Chu Yigui was helpless.
Wan Qiu's eyes always made him feel helpless and bullied him unscrupulously.
But Chu Yigui couldn't complain at all.
How to answer him?
What can I do to calm him down?
Chu Yigui found that he seemed to have been infected by Wan Qiu and his vocabulary became poor.
A feeling of helplessness creeps in.
"I'm not unhappy..." Chu Yigui answered Wan Qiu's question and noticed Wan Qiu's eyes again.
Chu Yigui stared.
He always fails to understand Wan Qiu.
The feeling that only Wan Qiu could understand it unilaterally was like being severely bullied by Wan Qiu.
Chu Yigui knew that Wan Qiu definitely didn’t understand what he had done.
Although Chu Yigui couldn't explain it very clearly, there was one thing he could tell Wan Qiu very clearly.
“When I’m with my brother, I feel very comfortable.”
It's not happiness, joy, sadness, disgust, any complicated or messy emotions, but comfort.
Even though being bullied was a little embarrassing, it was still comfortable for Chu Yigui.
Maybe Wan Qiu won’t understand.
But Chu Yigui did not deceive Wan Qiu.
But at least Wan Qiu would always trust him.
Wan Qiu looked up at Chu Yigui, but Chu Yigui had no idea what kind of himself he saw in those eyes.
Wan Qiu didn't understand. He didn't know what "comfort" felt like. It was very abstract.
Chu Yigui seemed to read the confusion in Wan Qiu's eyes and thought carefully for a moment.
"Comfort is roughly equal to happiness." Chu Yigui lowered his eyes and said to Wan Qiu, "My brother and I are very happy together."
happiness?
Wan Qiu knows what happiness is.
It’s the feeling of eating sweet fruit, the feeling of opening the refrigerator and seeing it full of food, and the feeling of seeing my family come home every day.
Wan Qiu murmured unconsciously: "But, I can't see it."
Shouldn't happiness mean 'happy'?
"Brother, can you see how happy I am?" Chu Yigui suddenly asked back.
Wan Qiu was in a daze, his eyes slowly widened, he couldn't see.
Chu Yigui stared into Wan Qiu's eyes and said, "Brother, you can't see that you are happy."
In this slight and vague feeling, Wan Qiu seemed to have glimpsed something from this sentence.
Wan Qiu saw it, but he couldn't understand it.
If he understands Chu Yigui's words one day, will he be able to see the same happiness and unhappiness as other people?
Wan Qiu and Chu Yigui had a conversation, and finally everything fell into silence.
Until Butler Bai came to the side and asked, "Wan Qiu, young master, your teacher is at the door."
Butler Bai had been waiting on the side for a while. Although he couldn't hear the conversation here, he only came forward to disturb them after the situation here stabilized.
"You came early today." Chu Yigui changed the subject.
"Yes, could you please open the door now?" Butler Bai was worried that the conversation between the two had not yet ended.
"Yeah." Chu Yigui responded.
Their conversation continued at the entrance. Since Wan Qiu was waiting here, Chu Yigui also chose to stay here.
"Brother, I have to go study." Chu Yigui said to Wan Qiu when he saw Butler Bai bypassing them to open the door.
"Yeah." Wan Qiu replied in a low voice.
Chu Yigui thought for a moment and said, "Brother, you can take a picture of yourself on the scale and show it to mom."
Wan Qiu blinked, confused.
Chu Yigui still smiled and pinched Wan Qiu's chubby cheeks: "Believe me, mom will definitely be very happy."
The slightly plump male teacher walked in and saw Chu Yigui waiting at the door. He immediately smiled and said, "Yigui, you are waiting for me at the door again today. I feel embarrassed to make you wait for me every time."
Chu Yigui turned around and faced the male teacher: "This is what we should do. It's hard for the teacher to come here every day."
The male teacher obviously noticed Wan Qiu, and after thinking about it, he decided to say hello to Wan Qiu.
"Teacher, please come in." Chu Yigui seemed not to notice the male teacher's intention. He made an inviting gesture, unconsciously separating the male teacher and Wan Qiu.
The male teacher didn't care too much and followed Chu Yigui into the room.
Butler Bai looked at Wan Qiu and asked, "Wan Qiu, do you have any plans for today?"
Wan Qiu looked up, blinked, and remained as quiet as ever.
Butler Bai thought for a moment and suggested, "We just had breakfast, Wan Qiu, do you want to go out for a walk?"
Wan Qiu did not answer immediately, but instead thought about the time when Chu Yigui left.
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