Oops, I've become the puppy apprentice of my stupid master.

The only thing Lu Li could do for his brother in the end was to use his own life to wait until Song Zhili arrived.

He preserved his brother's happy wedding banquet, which prevented the other party's happy event from turning into a funeral while losing his loved ones.

Although the latter was heartbroken after learning the truth about his brother's death, it didn't matter anymore.

Lu Ming knelt in front of his brother's grave for three days. During these three days, he did not cry or make a fuss, and he did not even say a word to anyone.

The more people are like this, the more they cannot accept reality in their hearts.

Whether it was Ye Jing or Song Zhili, neither of them knew what the other was thinking.

Even if he kneeled in front of the grave and cried bitterly, it would be better than being as calm as stagnant water.

On the fourth day, Lu Ming surprisingly did not run to the grave and kneel down.

When Ye Jing woke up, the people around her had disappeared without a trace.

She searched many places, and finally found Lu Ming in a small tavern with Song Zhili.

When they passed by, the man in white was already drunk.

Seeing him lying on the table motionless, Ye Jing became worried and quickly ran over to help him up.

"Amin, how are you, are you okay?"

Hearing the sound, Lu Ming finally regained some consciousness.

The man's cheeks were flushed, and his bloodshot eyes were frighteningly red.

"Jing'er? Why...why are you here?"

Ye Jing held his cheek and said distressedly: "If I don't come, who will take care of you, you big fool..."

Lu Ming chuckled, and suddenly pulled out a fluffy white rabbit doll from his arms, and then held it in front of the other person in a foolish manner.

"No...it's okay, don't worry, I have my brother to take care of me, he will take me home soon..."

After saying this, he hugged the doll tightly in his arms again.

"Jing'er, didn't I tell you that my brother cares about me, um... right?"

Ye Jing nodded with red eyes: "Yes, you told me that our brother is very good and he cares about you very much."

"See, I told you he cares about me...but, if he cares about me, why would he leave me without saying a word?"

"A Ming..."

Ye Jing quickly hugged the person in front of her, tears falling uncontrollably.

"He didn't mean to leave. He had his reasons. Ming, if you feel bad, just cry. Is that okay?"

Lu Ming closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The pain in his heart was almost making it difficult for him to breathe.

"Jing'er, I'm not drunk... I just can't accept the fact. My brother is very fragile inside. If he sees me crying, he will be so anxious that he will cry again..."

Song Zhili couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so he bent down and picked up the man sitting on the ground.

"Lu Ming, wake up. Lu Li does cry more than others, but he is much stronger than you think. Do you think he will be happy if you torture yourself like this?"

"You said he was fragile, but he's not even afraid of death!"

Lu Ming stared at Song Zhili's eyes for a long time. At the end, his eyes became moist and all the tears in his eyes were squeezed out by the pain in his heart.

He stuffed the doll in his arms into the other's arms, his voice choked with sobs and he was almost speechless.

"Brother Song, hug him... Hug him more. My brother doesn't ask for anything else. This is all he can do..."

Song Zhili's arms holding the doll stiffened slightly for a moment. After the other party finished speaking, some memories suddenly flooded into his mind.

(I like men, and I already have someone I like...)

(Brother Song, I really miss you!)

(My wish is to stay by Brother Song’s side forever and help you.)

(Song Ge, he won’t like me, he already has someone he likes.)

All the previous scenes, and even many of the words Lu Li had said, flashed through his mind like a kaleidoscope at this moment.

It turns out that all these signs were caused by myself.

It turns out that the person Lu Li has always liked is him, Song Zhili...

But he only learned the secret after the other person died.

He hugged the doll tightly in his arms, tears silently falling down his cheeks.

He knew that he could not respond to Lu Li's love no matter what. At this moment, he could do nothing except endless self-blame and pain.

Only Lu Ming himself knew whether he was drunk that day. After he stuffed the doll to Song Zhili, he used the alcohol to make himself cry for his brother's death.

Day after day passed in such depressing days.

Song Zhiyan came to see him several times during this period.

Every time he went there, he would be stuck by some guy.

Song Zhiyan had long been accustomed to the other party's way of doing things. No matter what Song Zhili did, he would never say no.

Or maybe it's because of the selfish desire in my heart that I don't want to refuse.

Seeing the other person drinking more and more frequently, he felt mixed emotions.

Every time someone leaves his side, he numbs himself in some way.

When Yu Qian was about to die, he practiced day and night and did not dare to relax for a moment.

Now, because of Lu Li, I have to get drunk every night.

Song Zhili leaned on the other person's shoulder with a wine jug in his hand, his eyes full of confusion.

"Brother, don't worry. I know time can heal everything. I'll just be sad for a while, but it will be fine after this..."

Song Zhiyan asked: "What else can you do besides deceiving yourself?"

If time could really heal him, why would he let himself be trapped in nightmares for so many years just because of his own brother?

Now, I am no longer just deceiving myself.

"Ali, you are too sentimental."

Song Zhili asked back: "Do I value feelings? There are only a few people I care about from the beginning to the end. I am not a saint, I am just an ordinary person."

"Brother, I'm just afraid of losing you. From the moment you left me when I was a child, fear has been born in my heart."

He said as he hugged the arm of the person next to him tightly, "Actually, I should be the most vulnerable one..."

Although Song Zhiyan looked indifferent, his heart was filled with heartache for this person.

He raised his hand and gently hugged the other's shoulders, and said softly: "It's getting late, Ah Li should go to bed early."

Song Zhili shook his head and said coquettishly, "No, you'll leave again after I fall asleep. I just want you to stay with me for a while longer~"

"..."

Song Zhiyan's scalp felt numb, and the hand that was around the other person's shoulder tightened a little.

He suppressed his inner restlessness and continued to coax her patiently, "I won't leave. I will stay with you tonight and won't go anywhere."

Song Zhili asked uncertainly, "Is this true? Are you trying to cheer me up again? I'm telling you, I'm not drunk, don't try to fool me!"