He is the protagonist's younger brother.

During the day, the sounds of firecrackers and fireworks exploded continuously in the city.

"Xiao Zhi, someone called you this morning and said their surname is Qiu." Sister Li from next door stood on the second-floor terrace and called out to the Zhou family, then went on to wish them a happy new year: "Happy New Year, Uncle Zhou and Aunt Zhou."

"Happy New Year, Happy New Year." Zhou's father and mother waved with a smile.

Zhou Tianzhi replied with a smile: "Hey ~ Happy New Year, sister-in-law, thank you, I understand."

Tianyi followed suit and wished a happy new year.

After saying hello, Mrs. Li on the terrace turned around and went into the house trembling.

Putting down the things in his hands, Zhou Tianzhi did not enter the house, but turned around and went out to look for a telephone booth.

Seeing his eldest son running to make a phone call in such a cold weather, Dad Zhou felt bad.

"Wife, how about installing a telephone at home?"

Zhao Lijuan curled her lips and glared at him with frowns: "We both retired, why would we need to take care of our family? Are you afraid that others don't know that our family is rich?"

Zhou Zhengmin said aggrievedly: "No, I didn't. My eldest son gave you money before the New Year, but I didn't see how much it was."

"Humph!" Zhao Lijuan turned her head and saw her youngest son listening to their quarrel with great interest. She redirected her anger: "What are you looking at? Go upstairs and do your homework. You've been playing outside all day during the winter vacation."

"Mom, you are unreasonable." It was Tianyi's turn to be speechless. His mother didn't want him to hear it, so she didn't say it directly.

"Hehe~ I understand the truth, but I don't want to reason with you right now. Hurry up and leave." She pinched her son's chubby face and urged him.

"Oh," he went upstairs, looking back every few steps.

"Take the rag and wipe the table." Mother Zhou reminded her second son who was like a lazy pig.

Tianyi covered his ears with his hands, pretending not to hear, and quickened his pace.

He muttered quietly, "My room is not clean. My brother can't stand it anymore. He will do something."

Zhao Lijuan didn't have time to chase after her youngest son to see if he would stop.

The couple changed into old clothes, went to the warehouse to get coal, and went to the boiler room in the backyard to turn on the heating.

The cold house is too much of a challenge for their ability to resist freezing.

During the Chinese New Year, a heavy snow covered the entire city.

The sanitation workers worked hard to clean the main roads, while each household was required to clear the snow in front of their doors in the alleys and paths.

The snow was neither too heavy nor too light, just enough to cover the ankles.

Zhou Tianzhi walked on the road cautiously, his feet making a creaking sound and leaving a series of deep and shallow footprints.

The cold wind whistled and scraped across his cheeks like a knife. Zhou Tianzhi couldn't help but reach out and pull at the mask that had slipped down.

He stopped in front of the telephone booth, looking at the snow-covered surroundings, and a sense of tranquility and loneliness surged in his heart.

I can't remember what he was doing at this time in my previous life. Maybe he was visiting relatives with my parents, or doing homework at home with my younger brother, or maybe he was going to the game hall with a few friends.

There were almost no pedestrians on the street, only dots of red firecracker scraps left on the roadside, dotted against the white background, standing out particularly well.

The scenery in the city in winter was breathtaking, but Zhou Tianzhi's mood was not good at the moment.

After hanging up the phone, he sighed deeply, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

Over the past half month, disturbing news has been coming from small towns in the 18th tier across the country.

The number of outbreak points of strange energy keeps increasing. Although these places are not very noticeable, after much discussion, it is suspected that all of this is caused by human beings.

Every outbreak brings considerable casualties, and the number of missing persons is also increasing.

Professor Qiu asked him if he could return to school early, preferably with his younger brother, because Kyoto had successfully produced Fu Zan's personnel and could not meet the needs of expatriates.

He was about to break his appointment with Teacher Wang, so he hurried home and brought a gift to apologize.

"What the hell?" Tian Yi's tone changed with anger.

Tianyi felt suddenly disappointed when he heard what his brother said at the dinner table. He felt that there was no need to continue the dinner.

After Zhou Tianzhi finished his last bite of food, he put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hands leisurely.

He said calmly, "Professor Qiu has already helped to take care of the transfer. My parents will go with us."

Hearing this, Zhou Tianyi raised his eyebrows slightly, and complained with a somewhat dissatisfied tone: "You can't do things right! No one came to ask my wishes. Just because I am young, do I have no human rights?"

As soon as I finished speaking, I felt a cool breeze blowing behind my head.

With years of experience, he slid down from the chair nimbly.

Seeing this, Mother Zhou couldn't help but laugh and scold: "Hey! You are quite quick-witted, kid."

Turning to look at his eldest son, he smiled and said, "Ignore him. Minors who eat and drink for free have no right to speak. But tell me, have you decided on a day to leave?"

Zhou Tianzhi looked at his brother apologetically, his eyes full of pity.

Pursing his lips, he raised the corner of his mouth into a barely perceptible smile.

Zhou Tianzhi replied, "On the eighth day of the first lunar month, some government agencies will start to work, so it's a good time to go and apply for relevant certificates and procedures."

The matter was finalized with Tianyi's ineffective protest and the unanimous consent of the other three people.

As night fell, Zhou Tianzhi walked into Tianyi's room.

He watched in amusement as his brother turned his back to him and deliberately avoided looking at him.

“Now that the world has changed, I dare say that I still have the confidence to protect you and mom and dad.

We cannot rule out any unexpected circumstances that may occur.

If something unexpected happens and I'm not with you, what will you do?

"Is it possible to have the will but not the ability to do it, and to regret it for the rest of my life?" At this point, Zhou Tianzhi's expression became extremely serious.

"What Professor Qiu meant was that I would spend most of my time following them around the country.

There is no problem in Anshi at present, but if something happens in Kyoto, it will not be a small problem.

I hope you can understand, brother, please forgive me for making a decision on my own so that you can receive the best teacher education. "

Zhou Tianzhi talked incessantly for half an hour, and finally received a glass of water from his younger brother and a simple "Oh" in response.

Then, he was kicked out of the house, saying that if he spoke, he, a grown man, would not be able to study hard and should learn to keep silent.

What the hell is silence is golden? He seriously suspected that his brother's rebellious period had arrived early.

I am looking forward to the younger brother having a chuunibyou syndrome, at least he is as harsh in words and strong as Long Aotian.

He doesn't really want that naughty kid who always goes against the grain.

Tianyi's anger had disappeared at the dinner table. His brother's starting point was always for his own good and for the good of the family.

Putting aside the matter of rebirth, in the eyes of others I was just seventeen years old. I was not yet an adult, but I was worried about my whole family.

As a freshman now, he is busy with schoolwork. The academic system updates tasks all the time. He has to balance cultivation and drawing talismans. Isn’t he tired?

Of course he is tired, but he loves his home and his family very much.