In the past twenty years, he had never experienced the feeling of regret, but now looking at the pale and weak boy in front of him, he felt that he could not stop crying. He had no time to care about other people's inquiring eyes. He only had eyes for this boy. His heart was pulled so hard that he felt that he would fall down in the next second.
But he couldn't fall down. Now he had to stay by Achuan's side and watch him get better little by little. Suddenly thinking of something, he picked up his phone, checked the time of the drip and saw that it was still early. He carefully placed Yu Hanchuan's head on a pillow to make him more comfortable, and then walked out.
He called his grandfather, his tone a little anxious, "Grandpa, is there no one to take care of Achuan in Country M? He's sick again. The doctor said that he comes to the hospital so often that his immune system is having problems."
The old man didn't seem surprised at all. "He rejected everyone I arranged for him to go to school with. He insisted on living alone and going to school alone. No matter how much I tried to persuade him, he wouldn't listen. Do you think I wanted this? I went to him many times, but he wouldn't even listen to an old man like me. It's better for you to go now. You planted all the seeds, and it's up to you to atone for your sins."
Yu Hanxiao's voice paused, filled with an unspeakable bitterness, as if he had been crying. The old man was a little shocked. "Hanxiao, that child is suffering. Now that you realize your mistake, you must make it up to him and stop hurting him. Otherwise, as an old man, I really can't feel at ease seeing him like that, and I believe you feel the same way."
"Okay, I will. Thank you, Grandpa." Yu Hanxiao suppressed the tears in his eyes and promised the person on the other end of the phone. His voice was soft but firm.
"I will spend the rest of my life making it up to him. Even if he never forgives me, it doesn't matter. I will always be with him. I was the one who severed our brotherhood, and now it's my turn to reconnect it."
The old man sighed and said nothing more, "I hope you can really do it."
After hanging up the phone, Yu Hanxiao hesitated for a long time before walking towards the infusion table. He saw that the boy had woken up and was looking at him with a strange and angry look in his eyes.
His feet seemed to have grown roots, making him afraid to move forward, afraid to accept the overwhelming hatred in his eyes, but he had to move forward, "Achuan, you're awake, are you feeling better?"
Yu Hanchuan withdrew his gaze from him and reached out to remove the needle. Yu Hanxiao hurriedly stepped forward and held his hand. "Ah Chuan, the doctor said you have a high fever and you need an IV drip to get better. Can you be obedient and finish the IV drip?"
Yu Hanchuan glanced at him and smiled, "What position do you hold over me now? Should I think you care about me?"
He was a little speechless, but still couldn't help but say, "Achuan, I am your brother. Our blood relationship will never change. I know you blame me, but I really want to make it up to you. Please don't reject me at a distance, okay?"
"Brother? How can I have a brother? My brother died six years ago, and my family died with him. They died in my heart. From now on, I will be alone and no longer need that ridiculous family affection.
Bloodline, you're talking to me about bloodline, does that mean you want me to give my life back to you?"
He stood up agitatedly, the needle ripped free, blood gushing out, the dazzling red burning his eyes. Yu Hanxiao squatted in front of him, covering his face. "Achuan, Achuan, I beg you, don't hurt yourself. I know you're angry. Hit me, please. I wouldn't mind if you killed me. Please don't hurt yourself."
Yu Hanchuan looked down at the man crying in front of him. He looked the same as he did back then, except that his facial features had become more profound. This was the man he had admired since childhood, and his once most beloved brother.
But he could not forgive him, could not forgive his cruelty and heartlessness. Just looking at him like this, he did not feel any pleasure. He just felt as if something was blocking his heart and it was a severe pain.
His face was still bloodless, but his eyes were bitter. "Yu Hanxiao, I don't want to see you again. Every time I think of your cruelty and heartlessness back then, I feel terribly hurt. I don't want to experience this feeling again. Leave here and go back to Ancheng. Let's just be strangers."
Yu Hanxiao stood up hurriedly. "Achuan, no matter what, just finish the IV drip first, okay? I'll leave the rest to you. As long as you don't push me away, I'll do anything."
Yu Hanchuan looked at his cautious appearance and smiled, "If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have done it in the first place. I trusted you so much back then and regarded you as the most important person. But you pushed me away with your own hands."
Yu Hanxiao didn't dare to say anything else. He helped him sit down again, asked the nurse to give him another injection, and then sat beside him without saying a word.
Yu Hanchuan stared blankly ahead, no longer speaking a word. He was as quiet as if he didn't exist. If you looked carefully, you could see the pain on his face.
After the drips were finished, Yu Hanchuan listened to the doctor's instructions for a while and then left. Yu Hanxiao followed behind him all the time, step by step, not daring to get too close, nor to go too far.
When he stopped at the door of the villa, Yu Hanxiao hesitated to speak. He wanted to go in too. He wanted to take care of him, wanted to know what his life was like, but he didn't have the courage to call him. He didn't wait for him, didn't look back, and went straight in.
Although they were separated by a door, they seemed to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers. He could not cross the gap and could only watch from a distance, just wanting to see if he was okay.
After a day of running around, his clothes were a little wrinkled and didn't look as neat as usual. He didn't mind at all and sat on the ground at the door of the villa, his eyes fixed on the people inside.
He still had that cool look, sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, reading a book, looking focused and serious.
He smiled. His Achuan seemed to be serious about everything he did, like an immortal who was not tainted by the world, with a pure and unpretentious temperament and did not care about worldly affairs.
After a while, he came out, still without looking at him. He walked over, took out cat food, and fed the cats patiently. The cats were very attached to him and kept rubbing against him. He didn't get angry, but picked up one and teased it.
He could see his faint smile, which was very gentle but did not reach his eyes, but it still caught Yu Hanxiao's eyes.
I haven't seen him smile like this for many years. I can't even tell how many years it has been. I can only remember that smile in my dreams, but I can never touch it.
It seems like a long time since I last saw you.
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