Chapter 56
"Oh my god, Su is so handsome today. It's a shame not to go to Hollywood!"
"Is it for the graduation ceremony?"
"No, no, no, it's for his sister. I heard your sister is coming to our city for a concert recently, right?"
The boy, who was surrounded by a group of boys and girls of the same age, was now much taller than the others and no longer as thin as before. He wore a black shirt with hand-embroidered cuffs and collar. The hem was neatly tucked into his trousers, highlighting his slim waist and long legs.
The cufflinks were low-key yet noble and beautiful sapphires. With two buttons undone on the collar, her collarbone was faintly visible, attracting envious and admiring glances from many young men and women traveling with her.
This is the smartest, most handsome and even beautiful boy in the school. There are many people who can talk to him, but very few can truly become his friends. Therefore, basically no one can be close to him and can only watch from afar.
Those who were close to him knew that he had a sister who was even prettier than him, and she would visit him almost every year. The little child looked different every year, but she became more and more charming.
She is more extraordinary than the princesses in animations, and now she is a little star famous both at home and abroad.
Because she was in school, she produced very few works, but each one is a classic, and she can often be seen on international screens.
Not only that, she also sings beautifully and is very talented. Now her concerts can be held abroad.
So today is not just everyone's graduation ceremony and party. In order to "chase stars" and curry favor with the audience, those classmates who are a little closer to me have already prepared to go to the concert together today.
Compared to the other people's fancy clothes, Xi Shu's clothes were not too ostentatious, but he was the most conspicuous in the crowd.
He didn't say a word in the noisy crowd, and his smile was very faint, but it still made people feel intimidated.
The group of people in the same circle were all young masters and young ladies. They drove their own cars to the concert. There was a hotel next to it, and they specially booked the top floor.
Not only can they listen to concerts here, but they can also hold their own graduation parties here.
After getting out of their respective cars, everyone saw Xi Shu holding a small bouquet of flowers and looking calmly: "Su, who gave you flowers?"
It's so rude to send flowers like this.
Xi Shu turned the flowers in a different direction, taking a step away from the person next to him: "It's for someone else."
It’s strange, the school idol actually sends flowers to others?
Should I take advantage of graduation to confess my love to the girl I like?
All the girls present were even more envious, but then they thought it couldn't be them, because Xi Shu had never been very close to anyone.
I don’t know who will have this honor.
But until they reached the top-floor banquet hall, Xi Shu had no intention of giving the flowers to anyone. Instead, he placed them in a glass cabinet where no one would touch them.
There aren't so many requirements here. Everyone starts having fun as soon as they come in. The air is filled with the smell of alcohol and madness. Xi Shu takes a glass of red wine and sits on the sofa in front of the window, looking down at the still dark stage below which hasn't started yet.
And these crazy people also left him their own space.
After a while, a boy walked up to him and said, "I heard you are going back to China to attend university."
Xi Shu didn't turn around, but just nodded lightly.
"Why? Your father is here, your company is here, and your childhood friends are here too," the boy said. "You grew up here, so there shouldn't be much difference between being here or abroad."
“There is a difference.”
"What's the difference?"
Xi Shu shook the wine glass in his hand and took a sip: "My sister is in the country."
"You mean Fusheng?" The boy bit the Chinese name with difficulty. "From what I know, she has no shortage of people to take care of her."
Compared to this young man who always looks independent, Fusheng is always surrounded by so many people.
Xi Shu: "I promised her."
"Promise what?"
He promised to come home soon, and promised that when he was grown up, he would come back to her and grow up with her.
She has waited for him for many years, and now it's time for him to go back.
As he got older, he and Uncle Sheng Hang had a tacit understanding. Now that his uncle was still young, it was not his turn to manage the overseas company. He had no interest in it, and his uncle would not let go now.
They had an agreement that if Sheng Hang didn't have his own children before he retired, he would come back to inherit all his uncle's property.
Before that, he will fulfill his duties as a son, and his uncle will be a qualified adoptive father, so his uncle will not stop him from doing what he wants.
He wanted to take the inheritance left by his mother and return to China to run the company again.
I can also be with my children.
Before Xi Shu could answer his companion, a light suddenly flashed before his eyes.
His eyes also lit up at that moment.
There is an excellent view here to see the entire stage and the face that appears on the big screen, which he personally picked out for the child.
The kid has been busy with the concert lately. Every day when he calls him, he talks about it all: "Brother, Daddy said that this global concert will open with my photo, whether I'm there or not. Can you help me pick out a good one?"
Uncle Luo Yao is very detailed. Every year's concert is a reflection of the child's growth.
He also saw her growth every year in the photos he chose for his child, so he didn't just see her grow taller once a year.
The 13-year-old girl has begun to shed her childishness, and her white skirt flutters like free flying flowers. If compared with the height line drawn last year, she should have grown a lot taller.
The people around him couldn't help but observe Xi Shu's expression and thought to themselves, as expected.
He is like this. His eyes only become gentle when he looks at his sister.
Sometimes they were curious. They only saw each other once a year, so how could their relationship still be so strong after all these years? They interacted with different people and lived in different environments, so how could they possibly have so many common topics?
But Xi Shu's eyes told him that their relationship would always be this good.
"It's time to go back and take a look." The boy next to him said, "Now you can tell that she looks like a young girl."
The skinny little girl back then is now taller than her peers.
These two siblings have incredible genes.
The banquet hall also became quiet. People came not only to have fun, but also to listen to the concert. Not only because the two people at the concert were related to Xi Shu, but also because they really liked Fusheng and Luo Yao.
Otherwise, how could someone hold a concert abroad and have it packed with people?
After the video on the big screen finished playing, the show started soon.
The audience fell silent, because everyone knew that the person who would open the show must be the one they had in mind.
Sure enough, a clear girl's voice came through the speakers without any accompaniment.
"Time is ticking and chasing the sun,
The child stumbled to embrace the moon,
On whose shoulders did my shadow step?
Only then can you see the bright sunlight after waking up from your dream."
"I remember this song." People in the banquet hall chattered. "Seven years ago, Xiao Fusheng wrote the title song for Luo Yao's album. I couldn't learn Chinese, so I gave it phonetic symbols."
"Don't you have an old saying in your country that fathers and daughters fight together in battle?"
"But Su, isn't Fusheng your sister?" the classmates asked, "We've seen many of her works with other relatives, so why don't you have anything with her?"
There isn't even a photo.
"Yes." Another classmate said, "I've seen their show when they were younger, but Su only showed up for a few minutes."
The classmates joked, "Are you really siblings?"
Xi Shu ignored their teasing and drank the wine in the glass.
When he thinks about it, the few memories he has left with his children are just the short video calls every day and the height lines drawn on the wall when they meet every year.
The progress bar of his affection with the child has not moved to this day.
Xi Shu, who has always been good at planning and strategizing, never dared to make any conclusion on this matter. He couldn't do it and had no basis for doing so.
Only when I hear the child call me brother every day do I feel a little real about the relationship between the two.
Xi Shu himself couldn't figure it out. What were he and the child to be? Family?
The concert lasted for three hours, but not every song had "Xiao Fu Sheng" in it. Everyone just listened, sang and played for fun. Xi Shu sat on the small sofa without moving the whole time, but his classmates pushed him to drink several glasses of wine.
He put down his empty glass again and gently stroked his cufflinks, which were a coming-of-age gift given to him by his child some time ago.
But at that time she was attending an awards ceremony in another country and couldn't come to see him.
This is his eighteenth birthday.
He was going back to his country, but he didn't know if she still needed him.
Xi Shu slowly lowered his eyes. The dullness caused by the alcohol and his chaotic thoughts made him unaware that the surroundings were gradually becoming quiet.
Until a familiar smell rushed into his nose, and before his brain could react, he had already reflexively lifted his eyelids.
Turning around, he saw the distant yet familiar face on the big T-screen. It was more detailed and real than on the big screen, so real that he seemed to be able to feel the warmth of the other person's face.
It was very strange. The child never used perfume, but he still felt that the child had a fragrance that allowed him to recognize him instantly.
"Brother!" Xiao Fusheng came running, his face a little red. When he saw him turn around, he took out the bouquet of flowers hidden behind him and said, "Happy graduation, brother!"
"Wow!" The people around cheered. "How come it's exactly the same bouquet of flowers your brother just picked up!"
Um?
Xiao Fusheng turned around and asked: "What flower?"
She can understand English and can communicate naturally.
But she didn't get anyone else's answer, because she had already found it. In a glass cabinet in the corner, there was a small bouquet of not-very-expensive flowers displayed like a work of art.
Little Fusheng forgot to give the flower to his brother, but walked forward holding it, and said in surprise: "I made this myself."
“I made it myself, too.”
A distinct hand reached out from behind her, carrying a faint smell of alcohol, opened the door of the glass cabinet, and took out the bouquet of flowers.
Then the flowers in her arms were taken away.
The brother, who was already much taller than her, lowered his gaze to hers and stuffed another bouquet of flowers into her hand: "Child, congratulations on the success of your concert."
Little Fusheng tilted his head back, unable to tell which bouquet of flowers smelled the same.
She withdrew her gaze from her brother's eyes and saw him carefully put the bouquet she had given him back into the cabinet: "How come it's the same as mine?"
"You taught me."
Xi Shu, just like before, took her to the sofa and sat down, fiddling with the flower petals in his arms: "Only you can teach me this."
"That's right." Xiao Fusheng was proud, "Other people wouldn't do such a romantic thing."
Xi Shu smiled and said, "Do you understand what romance is?"
"I know, it's often written in the script." Xiao Fusheng sang all night and was a little hungry, so he came here without any hesitation and took some cakes and put them in front of him.
It is hard to imagine that the person who was so brilliant on the stage just now is now sitting here without any airs and can get along well with everyone.
Everyone likes her, no matter where she is.
Xi Shu half-supported his body, absentmindedly: "I came here like this, does Uncle Luo Yao know?"
"I know." Xiao Fusheng nodded. "He knew from the beginning that I was coming to see you, so he didn't put my songs on the back burner so I could come out early."
Xi Shu curved his lips: "Are you looking for me in such a hurry?"
"I didn't even come to my brother's birthday last time." Xiao Fusheng stuffed his mouth with cake. "To see my brother, we have to race against time."
The phrase "race against time" relieved Xi Shu's frustration. He was so easy to coax. He took out a tissue and wiped the crumbs from her mouth: "Thank you for your hard work."
"How can it be as hard-working as my brother? I've heard from my fifth uncle." Xiao Fusheng came over to observe his condition. "My brother has been studying hard these past few years and has neglected his health."
Although no one knew why he had to go through each stage of school step by step like ordinary students, his current knowledge reserves were enough for him to participate in the management of his uncle's company and still find time to arrange domestic affairs.
"Brother, you don't have to work so hard." Xiao Fusheng was worried that he was under a lot of pressure. "You're already very good. You must have worked yourself thin. And you're drinking. I smell it. Little Dad only drinks when he's under a lot of pressure."
Xi Shu smiled and said, "It's not just stress that leads to drinking; there are other situations as well."
"What's going on?"
"Happy." The child had her hair styled today, so she couldn't move it casually. Xi Shu's fingertips changed direction and pinched her face while wiping her mouth. "I'm happy to think of seeing you."
The smell of alcohol here, combined with that of his brother, made Xiao Fusheng feel dizzy. He couldn't help but rub his brother: "I'm very happy too. I've been waiting for this for a long time!"
Xi Shu didn't withdraw his hand, letting her rub his fingertips, and asked again: "When will you return home?"
"In a few days," Xiao Fusheng said, "there are two concerts here."
She won't attend every one of Xiaodie's global concerts, as she usually has other work to do and has to go to school.
"Well, can you promise me one thing?"
Thinking that his brother was still upset that he hadn't been there to celebrate his birthday, Xiao Fusheng raised his cake fork and assured him, "I can be with you every day these days. I've asked my dad for leave, so don't worry."
"That's not it."
"Um?"
"This time when we go back..." Xi Shu wiped the remaining cream from her lips with his fingertips and asked softly, "Take brother with you, okay?"
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