If there must be one person in a certain circle of people who plays the role of a crybaby, who is coaxed and praised by everyone——

In Weizhi's circle, the person who plays this role is Weizhi.

In Shan Chong's circle, before Wei Zhi appeared, the person who played this role was Shan Shan.

Shan Shan is a strange person.

Since she was a child, she was a tough character who would burst into tears if a passing big dog looked at her. From childhood to adulthood, the creatures that made her cry included but were not limited to flying cockroaches, chirping cicadas, the neighbor's Alaskan dog, and the pregnant stray cat in the community that seemed to have no place to go.

Shan's mother always told others with a smile that it was not a matter of pampered upbringing. Shan Shan was raised in the same way as Shan Chong was raised. They fed the same milk powder and the same rice, but the brother and sister developed very different personalities.

Shan Shan is the little princess who grew up with tears in her eyes.

While blowing snot bubbles, I knew how to use tears to coax the last candy in my brother's hand.

Since childhood, Shan Chong once suspected that this sister might have been taken away from the bed next to him by mistake.

As for the question of resemblance, junior high school biology teaches this. Based on the commonalities of living things, it is scientifically proven that even a dog raised for a few years will look very similar to its owner.

This doubt continued until the brother and sister started to learn addition, subtraction, multiplication and division. One of them put on ice skates and the other put on snowboard, and they devoted themselves to the ice and snow career.

In Shan Chong's memory, it was a cold winter month with heavy snow.

He had just joined the provincial team and had to train until very late every day. On this day, he finally returned home in the cold and hungry weather. When he opened the door, the people waiting for him were not his parents who were standing in the kitchen cooking, nor his sister who had also returned home from training and was lying on the coffee table doing homework...

The house was empty.

There was a half-cooked stew on the stove, which was still hot from the oven, and the potatoes in it were still very raw.

Shan Chong learned from his neighbor that his sister had an accident during training and that everyone in the family was already in the hospital. She left in a hurry and only had time to let the neighbor inform him.

Rushing to the hospital and standing at the other end of the corridor, Shan Chong happened to see the doctor outside the emergency department's operating room sighing and shaking his head with his parents, saying something like "Let's talk about saving lives first"...

In fact, Shan Chong had no idea what happened exactly that day. He only remembered that the lights in the operating room were on for a long time, and the operation that was supposed to take five or six hours lasted nearly ten hours. When his sister was pushed out of the operating room, the nurse shouted loudly, "Are Shan Shan's family members here?"

The nurse's powerful voice woke him up from his sleepy state outside the operating room.

Shan Shan appears again.

My sister, who was full of life when I went out in the morning, was lying on the hospital bed, her face as pale as paper. The lower body of her left leg below the knee and her right leg below the thigh, where the white bed sheet covered, had collapsed inexplicably, and there was nothing where her legs should have been.

Shan Shan had woken up from anesthesia. Looking at her father, mother and brother who were surrounding her, she did not shed a single tear. Instead, when Shan Chong reached out and stroked her face, she rubbed his head against hers.

"It's okay, brother. I don't feel any pain anymore."

On this day, Shan Chong's doubts over the past decade were dispelled.

Shan Shan is indeed his sister, his biological daughter, and he was not mistaken in choosing her.

Because she is strong.

She is so strong that perhaps she is more admirable than any other member of the Shan family. Faced with broken legs, the ruin of her beloved figure skating, and a ruined life, she did not shed a single tear.

Later, she would still yell and scream over cockroaches and cry over a piece of candy or a piece of chocolate, but she never complained about life or her fate.

At first, everyone would deliberately avoid anything related to figure skating or school.

Until one day, before I had time to change the channel, the TV was playing news about figure skating. The little girl in the wheelchair smiled and said, "Let's just watch it."

There is no great and powerful heart, nor any inspirational story worth telling. Everything seems to be a natural epiphany. One day and at some moment, I suddenly realized that there seem to be more important things in life than being busy giving up on myself.

Shan Shan just understood this truth a few years earlier than ordinary people.

Sometimes Shan Chong and the others almost forgot that Shan Shan was still that crybaby.

But she rarely shed tears for her own affairs anymore.

She learned that if she wanted to cry, she would hide and cry.

No one knows——

When Shan Chong fell from the diving platform, she stood guard in front of the operating room for a whole day with a blank face, holding her sobbing mother. After returning home and washing her face, she shivered and curled up in the corner of the bed, crying until the sun rose the next day.

On the day Shan Chong announced his retirement, she still ate, drank water and went to sleep, and even advised her brother to be more open-minded, saying that nothing was more important than living a healthy life... Then she returned to her room, and she felt like she had returned to the moment many years ago when she knew that she would never be able to return to the ice again. She shed back all the tears that she had not had time to shed that year;

The day Shan Chong returned to the big dance platform and sent a short video, she cried;

I called Shan Chong to tell him that his mother still disagreed. After hanging up the phone, she started crying again...

Today, I saw that my brother was unable to control his desire to make a comeback. I saw that my brother remained silent in order to protect his family while enduring criticism from reporters and people who did not know the truth.

She couldn't help shedding tears again. Guilt, self-blame, self-loathing and a series of negative emotions swept over her.

If she had been more careful during that training day a few years ago;

If she hadn't gone to training that day;

If the ice blade hadn't cut through her legs;

If her wound hadn't gotten infected...

If it weren't for her.

Lying in the quilt, Shan Shan's tears wet the pillow.

Cry until the sky is dark.

It was as if the person thousands of miles away, standing in the spotlight, being questioned and interrogated by reporters, with no words to express her suffering, was not Shan Chong, but she, Shan Shan——

I wish it were true.

She would rather it this way.

Tears seemed to burst out like a floodgate, she was not afraid that one day she might cry herself half blind, but it didn't matter...

After all, what else could she do?

There was nothing she could do.

I didn’t even dare to send a message saying, brother, if you are determined to return to the snowboard big jump, although I am against it on the surface, but actually, I think it’s really great.

The temperature in the room never changed. In the freezing night, Danshan's head was soaked in tears and gradually became dizzy... until something hit the window, making a "pop" sound.

The person with his face buried in the pillow initially thought there was something wrong with his ears.

She silently lifted her face from the pillow, rubbed her red eyes, turned to look at the window of her room, and after a while, another snowball hit her window with a "bang".

The blow was quite powerful and directly caused a crack in her window.

Shan Shan: “…”

She raised her hand to wipe away her tears, grabbed a tissue to wipe away her ungentlemanly snot from crying, and simply moved herself to the wheelchair and leaned towards the window.

The window of Shan Shan's room has also been renovated. She can see outside the window and downstairs at a glance while sitting in a wheelchair.

Shen Yang hasn't been a big fan of heavy snowfalls in recent years, but a few days ago, it finally snowed heavily. It was freezing cold outside, and she saw a fifth-grade kid from the neighbor's elementary school standing downstairs, with his hands on his hips, looking up at her.

Shan Shan opened the window and asked him, "What are you doing?"

His voice was still hoarse from crying.

The bastard from the neighbor's house put his hands in his pockets, staring at the young girl who stuck her head out of the second floor like a fierce old man, and said righteously: "It's okay, brother let me take a look at you to see if you really cried."

The wind with the smell of ice and snow blew towards her, and her face, which was still wet with tears, quickly became dry. The salt application hurt, and she raised her hands to cover her face: "Which brother?"

Bunny: "Who else?"

Shan Shan: "Shan Chong?"

The bastard: "Although Chong is not very approachable, he would not threaten a primary school student like a bandit, threatening him that if he doesn't help with chores during the New Year, he will go to other people's homes to complain when he returns. The primary school student would also use his pocket money to buy games."

Shan Shan: “…”

Shan Shan: "Are you Duo Ge?"

The bastard rolled his eyes in the dark and said dryly, "He said, if you didn't cry, he would tell you to stop making a fuss, and if you cried, he would tell you, 'It's a small matter, why are you crying?'"

Shan Shan: “…”

Shan Shan: “Oh.”

The bastard was quiet for three seconds.

The bastard asked again in a hoarse voice: "Are you two in love?"

Shan Shan: “Ah?”

Bunny: “…I’m the one who asked this.”

Shan Shan grabbed a roll of toilet paper next to the window and threw it down. With a "bang", it hit the face of the elementary school student downstairs. She heard his "Ouch" and the roll of toilet paper bounced off and fell to the ground. She closed the window heavily.

The room suddenly became quiet.

Shan Shan stopped crying.

She raised her hand and rubbed her frozen face. Just as she was about to rock in her wheelchair to the bathroom to wash her face, the cell phone she had thrown on the bed started ringing again.

She looked up.

oh.

Not a bandit.

He is my brother.

She took a deep breath, picked up the phone, and said in a hoarse voice without any warmth: "What?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for three seconds.

He was probably considering whether to get straight to the point and ask her tenderly if she was crying, or whether to ask her why she was unhappy about the fact that "the person who called was her biological brother."

…

The second day in Chongli was cloudy.

Dark clouds hung heavy over the sky.

Last night, before going to bed, I left the window a little open because I was afraid that the heating would be too high and cause a nosebleed. When Weizhi opened his eyes early in the morning and took his face out of the quilt, he was directly struck by a gust of cold wind blowing in from the window, and his brain went blank for three seconds...

Looking out the window, she felt that there was a high probability that it would rain today.

She turned over in bed with her eyes closed. Although the heating was still strong enough, she felt colder and colder. After careful consideration, she turned over again and looked silently at the bed next to her.

In the bed next to him, the man was sleeping soundly.

Wei Zhigancui immediately threw off the quilt, sat up, and without even getting off the bed, he jumped from one bed to the other.

The mattress bounced.

On the other bed, the man opened his eyes dazedly. Before he could see what was happening, the quilt had been lifted to one side.

Along with the cold air, a person also came in.

A little girl in a suspender nightgown, with skin whiter and tenderer than whole milk, crawled into his quilt. Her arms, which were a little cold from being outside, came up and hugged his waist.

She uttered a "hmm".

She was feeling quite cold outside the quilt just now, but now she suddenly dived into the man's warm embrace. She shuddered with happiness and buried her face in his arms.

As soon as she moved, he held her down. The man was not fully awake yet, but he opened his eyes and looked at her, saying, "Can you let me go?"

Actually, I don't mean to complain.

There is a saying from the ancients: The first time you make a great effort, the second time it will weaken, and the third time it will be exhausted.

It was early in the morning, and I was easily impulsive. I couldn't do anything with such a lump in my arms...

I did do something last night, but it was interrupted halfway.

The little girl's sympathy seemed to last only a moment. After he finished calling Shan Shan, he received a less than enthusiastic response from his sister. After hanging up the phone, he found that his girlfriend had also become less enthusiastic.

Shan Chong felt that humans really should not believe in scientific superstitions, and fortune-tellers' words should not be taken seriously. He was already thinking of burning incense to thank God that he could leave his job as a magician before the age of 30.

Shan Chong closed his eyes, mumbling a lot in his mind.

At this time, Azai's big hand slid down his waist.

When they met, the man hissed and opened his eyes suddenly, and saw the person lying in his arms with a curious look on his face: "They say that people are more energetic in the morning, is it true?"

Her fingertips carefully explored his spiritual place like playing the piano.

Three seconds later, he pulled her hand out of the quilt with a sullen look on his face - her wrist was so thin that the man could hold it with one big hand, and then clamp it together to hold it in place. She couldn't pull it open, and she struggled desperately like a fish on a chopping board.

"If you move again, I won't care. Today is home ground, the certificate will be issued in the afternoon, and the hospital will issue the birth certificate tomorrow," Shan Chong said, "Life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are determined by God."

Weizhi stopped moving.

Her head tilted and slid off the pillow. She looked at him with her dark round eyes: "In the past twenty years, theoretical knowledge has been leading readers forward. Now that you finally have a boyfriend, can't I do some research on him?"

Shan Chong thought for a moment and asked, "Are you women able to handle this matter with ease?"

Wei Zhi: “Yes.”

Shan Chongxin didn't believe her at all. Everyone has the scientific research spirit. He held the little girl down and, regardless of her struggle, put his hand into the quilt.

After a while, when she was biting his arm with red eyes, the man took his hand away again, sat up with a look of disdain, patted her face with his wet fingertips, pulled away, and went to take a shower first.

Only Weizhi was left, with a red face, red nose and red lips, wrapped in a quilt, curled up like a caterpillar in a quilt filled with the scent of a man, frowning hard, wondering how to pull herself back together.

After Shan Chong finished bathing, he peeled the little girl out from under the quilt, carried her in his arms, put her in the bathtub, and even turned on the hot water for her himself.

When Weizhi came out of the bathroom after washing her face, the man leaning against the window was lazily peeling an orange and said, "It's raining."

Normally, if it is drizzling outside the equipment hall of a ski resort at the top of a mountain, it is likely that it is snowing on the mountain.

People who ski have a special hobby. They generally believe that when the sky is gloomy and snow is falling, taking skis and skiing up the mountain is probably the happiest moment of the whole winter...

"Backstab, they're waiting for me on the mountain, do you want to go?"

Shan Chong lowered his eyes and stuffed a slice of orange into the little girl's mouth.

She stood on tiptoe and bit into the orange.

Normally, I would just bite the pointed end of the orange peel and drag the food away.

But her teeth bit his fingertips, and after a light bite, she seemed to realize that she had bitten the wrong thing, so she loosened her teeth and swept her soft tongue over the place where his fingertips had just been bitten, as if to soothe them.

She took the orange segments away.

She narrowed her eyes and smiled at him.

"What?"

He asked expressionlessly.

Wei Zhi glanced down.

"What are you looking at?"

He continued to ask expressionlessly.

Wei Zhi thought about it and asked him if he wanted to continue trying what he hadn't finished last night. Later, he was distracted by various calls from Dai Duo and Shan Shan and it seemed that he hadn't come out of it. Would this be bad for his health?

That.

Indeed.

Not good for your health.

Shan Chong didn't answer her immediately. He put down the orange, grabbed his phone, opened the apprentice group, and told them not to wait for him because he would not skate today.

From then on, the emperor no longer attended court in the morning, and the crowd was filled with a sea of ​​question marks.

Private messages were also flooded.

【CK, Backstab: ??? It’s such a nice day, why isn’t it slippery?】

【Chong: Yes.】

[CK, Backstab: Huh?]

【Chong: My leg is broken.】

[CK, Backstab:?]

[CK, Backstab: Which leg? ]

【Chong: The one in the middle.】