poorer than

Xia Xingcheng moved into Lu Wei's arms, closed his eyes and recalled the memories that he remembered only in the afternoon, his eyes fell on a certain point on the floor, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he was silent for a while before speaking.

"I heard Xia Xingche chatting with my dad in the afternoon, and I realized that my mother didn't die of dystocia, but committed suicide by jumping off a building. But I forgot, maybe I was scared and forgot when I was a child. I really don't have any memory , I just heard from my father that my mother died of dystocia. When I heard it just now, I immediately remembered how my mother committed suicide in front of me. It was in the studio I had been using before, holding me Stabbed himself with a knife and jumped out of the window."

"That day my mother was sitting on the carpet in a water-blue dress, and the floor was covered with drawing paper and drawing utensils. My mother was crying, especially when she saw me appear. I went to comfort her She didn't stop crying, she just hugged me and told me to paint well, and asked me to continue painting instead of her."

When Xia Xingcheng in his arms said this, Lu Wei's body trembled, and his eyes became more and more emotional. Has this ever happened?

"Then she stabbed herself with a knife, and the blood splashed on my face." Xia Xingcheng felt uncomfortable when he thought of that scene, and hugged Lu Wei's neck tightly.

How beautiful his mother is in a water-blue dress, he can imagine his mother holding a paintbrush and drawing on the drawing paper, but this time he has no chance to see his mother pick up the paintbrush, but sad Desperately took the knife hidden under the carpet and cut himself off.

"I was crying and trying to break free, but she wouldn't let me go. Finally, after she let me go, I jumped off the third floor." He said with red eyes and choked up.

That studio kept excellent oil paintings all the time, and he knew that his mother painted them. Before that, he didn't know who the studio was prepared for at home. It turned out that his mother was once locked in this cage. The canary, here bears the scarred story.

He didn't know that he was still using this studio all the time, no wonder his father never set foot here and hated his painting, no wonder Xia Xingche was always careful with him, no wonder the studio burned down and treated them It doesn't matter much because it's like all the hurt is burned in a fire, but they don't think about how sad they are.

Perhaps for his father, his mother's death was a challenge to his prestige, and for Xia Xingche, it was a pain he had to desperately endure. Perhaps he could understand how much pressure Xia Xingche, who had always had memories, was under. , but you should never treat him like that.

They felt that they were very fragile and wanted to protect themselves in this way, but in fact they were using this awkward and cruel way to destroy his strength. He was originally strong, but he was forcibly broken by them.

Now think about how I feel in my heart, I just feel that they are very sad, and then comfort myself by the way, fortunately I have grown up.

"Are you scared when you think about it now?" Lu Wei coaxed softly.

"Scared." Xia Xingcheng wiped his tears on Lu Wei's shoulder: "And Xia Xingche bullied me just now."

Lu Wei frowned: "Why did you bully you?"

"He grabbed me and bumped into the wall, and hit the back of my head. The back of my head hurts." Xia Xingcheng touched the back of his head, which was a bit uncomfortable: "Then I remembered the past."

"Don't be angry." Lu Wei reached out and rubbed the back of his head for him: "I'll scold him."

"The reason I hate Xia Xingche is because he hurt me. Before that, I didn't understand why Xia Xingche was always so cautious and always hurt me. Now I understand that he should see his mother being stimulated. Just now he was a little...scary." Xia Xingcheng felt the gentle comfort of Wei Lu's palm on the back of his head, and his body suddenly became weak, which also slowly calmed him down.

Now that he thinks about it, will more things happen next, what will his father do, what will happen to Xia Xingche?

He sighed heavily.

"When I saw Xia Xingche in the hospital that day, I thought he was a bit strange." Lu Wei said, "I'm not sure."

"Didn't I tell you that I'm actually very afraid of Xia Xingche." Xia Xingcheng looked at Lu Wei with a twinkle in his eyes: "Because his emotions are very strange and will explode suddenly, so I'm used to preemptive strikes against him. Control violence with violence, otherwise I will definitely not be able to suppress him."

It's like he smashed through the closet on the first day of school, trying to give Xia Xingche a bad start, but it didn't seem to have any effect, what a shame.

"You said that he always remembered the scene of his mother's suicide, and it was still in childhood. This is a kind of childhood shadow, which will leave lingering pain, and it will become a mental illness over time." Lu Wei thought of seeing Xia Xia for the first time. He felt familiar with Xingche's out-of-control look because he was a bit similar to himself back then, but the difference was that he had encountered different situations. His situation was caused by the pressure from the outside world, and Xia Xingche obviously caused problems due to the pressure he put on himself.

"My mother has a mental illness." Xia Xingcheng frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly felt a little headache: "Is this thing genetic?"

"uncertain."

"so what should I do?"

His mind is in a mess now, as if all the inexplicable things suddenly came to light, he was sad and angry, but most of them were at a loss.

If we go back to that day, his father appeared and stopped everything, and he didn't forget everything because of fear, then wouldn't their family be what they are now, and he and Xia Xingche wouldn't be what they are today? The two of them will be good brothers, and they can play together and play around together.

But where are there so many ifs.

Lu Wei took out a handkerchief from his pocket, raised his hand to wipe Xia Xingcheng's nose, and at the same time said: "You have an idea in your heart, don't you? Do it according to what you think, and you won't regret it."

What did he think?

I don't know, because it always feels like he doesn't remember everything.

He moved his itchy nose, then rubbed his nose against Wei Lu's hand through the handkerchief and smiled, "Hey, it's a little itchy."

Just smile, he doesn't want Wei Lu to worry too much, Wei Wei has enough to worry about him.

"It's good to be able to laugh." Lu Wei put down his handkerchief, looked up at the young man on his lap slightly: "No matter what you want to do, I will support you unconditionally. If you are wronged, you can find me. If you are unhappy, you can find me. If you are happy, you can find me." You can say it to make me happy together, and you can discuss anything with me, and you are not allowed to leave without saying a word like today, what should I do when you leave?"

After saying this, there was a sudden silence.

Xia Xingcheng looked down at Wei Lu, and Wei Lu was also looking at him, maybe the environment and atmosphere were just right, although he felt that his idea was a bit dangerous, but he just wanted to be impulsive, just like what Wei Lu said, don't hide it with him.

Swallowing his saliva, his eyes were a little nervous: "Brother Wei, I really shouldn't have kept it from you."

"What are you hiding from me?" Lu Wei seemed to sense what Xia Xingcheng wanted to say, and his eyes gradually brightened.

"that is……"

"What is it?" Lu Wei stared at the boy in his arms, his heart beating.

"I just like you as my big brother." Xia Xingcheng wanted to slap his own mouth after speaking, what the hell is big brother!

Really useless!

Lu Wei: "...Really?" I was ready to say "me too", but I was forced to hold back my breath.

He looked helplessly at Xia Xingcheng, but what could he do, he could only comfort himself that this guy is still young and he can wait, then wait until the day he becomes an adult.

Surprise.

Xia Xingcheng was extremely annoyed, he confessed that he was scared when he met Captain Lu's eyes.

He lowered his head in frustration, looking for a topic to divert from the subtle atmosphere just now: "After all, you are my elder brother, and I will do what I agreed to do for you."

Lu Wei's expression was extremely subtle, this guy really is.

What can he do if he wants to pamper, he can only continue pampering.

He sighed silently, and could only pat this guy on the head as punishment: "What are you talking about, come down, have you had dinner yet?"

Xia Xingcheng got off Wei Lu, shook his head and said, "I haven't eaten, I'm hungry."

"Then take you to eat, what do you want to eat?"

Xia Xingcheng's eyes lit up when he heard the food: "Let's go eat barbecue. I want to eat beef and pork belly, and a bottle of beer. If I'm still empty after eating, I want to eat an ice cream."

"Yeah." Lu Wei walked back to his room to change clothes.

Xia Xingcheng heard him humming and happily followed Wei Lu into the room, and then watched Wei Lu standing in front of the closet and taking off his shirt. His body with wide shoulders and narrow waist was smooth and beautiful. The lines are pulled slightly, which is extremely sexy.

He swallowed greedily: "Brother Wei, you are really nice."

Not only invited him to eat but also let him watch and change clothes, so happy.

Lu Wei changed into a black t-shirt, then turned around to look at Xia Xingcheng and said with a smile, "I'll eat these, you have porridge, let's go."

Xia Xingcheng: "..."

No, he wanted to cry again, multiple blows.

Fake crying and howling, followed Lu Wei out of the old street.

At seven or eight o'clock, the commercial street next to the old street is still very noisy. The neon lights and laughter break into the tranquility of the old street through a wall. Unlike the noise of the commercial street next door, the residential area of ​​the old street still has the quietness of time. Well, green bricks, green tiles and cobblestone roads, with a faint smell of moss and grass.

The street lights shone on the stone road, and the shadows of the two and the sound of their footsteps overlapped wonderfully.

Xia Xingcheng walked on the edge of the cobblestone road in an unconventional way. He wobbled because of his poor balance, but the light of the street lamp flashed in front of him because of his poor balance. It seemed that he could take advantage of the dim light to make him look at Wei Lu who was walking in front.

At this moment, Lu Wei paused and turned sideways, just passing by a street lamp, and the street lamp happened to shine on the road they passed by.

Surrounded by light, the man in front of him seemed to have stepped out of the darkness, suddenly breaking the silence of the darkness, and illuminating his world with soft light.

"I told you not to walk like this. What if you fall down?" Wei Lu walked up to Xia Xingcheng who was walking on the bricks behind him.

"Hee hee, I'll just play for a while, or I'll cry if I don't play."

Lu Wei watched the guy walking staggeringly with a helpless expression on his face, and stretched out his hand to protect him behind him, for fear of falling.

Xia Xingcheng's gaze fell on the shadow on the floor, and the hand behind him that was protecting him seemed to be embracing him, dyed with the softness of the light, wrapped in hot tenderness, and the emotions that he was eager to express poured out of his chest , the original grief seemed to be temporarily swallowed up, it was a gentle swallowing.

They met in the scorching summer when the sound of cicadas was wanton, and the breezy early autumn ushered in, so will they fall in love when the first snow comes?

He wants to.

Because Wei Lu can make him forget all the sorrows and only let him look forward.

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Chengcheng: Can't wait.

Brother Wei: I'll come first.

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There are three more today, and one more at nine o'clock in the evening.