for love

Xie Jiashu has a habit of getting up at twelve o'clock in the morning to eat supper.He has grown slowly since he was a child, and his height has been increasing in high school recently, and his appetite has increased greatly, and he will be woken up by his stomach's protests in the middle of the night.Complainingly, he patted his stomach, Xie Jiashu rubbed his sleepy eyes, got up from the bed and went downstairs to find something to eat.

Then he saw Xie Zhishu.

In the living room, the lamp on the glass table was turned on, Xie Zhishu was sitting on the sofa, his upper body exposed to the air was covered with redness, swelling and bruises.From Xie Jiashu's perspective, he could only see that his back was white and clean, and his back was covered with bruises, and there must have been scars all over his body.He lowered his head and sucked his nose from time to time, as if he was taking medicine, and made a "hissing" sound from his mouth when he was in pain.

In Xie Jiashu's impression, Xie Zhishu was a coward who dared not even step on an ant to death. It was impossible for him to fight with others. The only possibility was that he was bullied. No, that was not possible at all, but inevitable.

If people like Xie Zhishu don't bully him, who do they bully?

Seeing him apply medicine on his body clumsily, sweating profusely when he couldn't touch his back, Xie Jiashu suddenly forgot to go to the kitchen, but went into the living room, walked up to Xie Zhishu and sat on the sofa.

Startled by his action, Xie Zhishu quickly turned his head towards him, saw that it was him, and said nothing, lowered his head and shrunk his neck.

"What's wrong with you?" Xie Jiashu himself was also surprised that his tone could be called "gentle". Usually, he didn't even bother to look at him, just like today at school, when he fell on his body At that time, the first reaction was to push him away.Such an ugly and humble person, how could he let him touch himself.

Xie Zhishu looked up at him in surprise, then quickly lowered his head, the fingers holding the cotton swab trembling.Every time he was nervous, he would tremble all over and stutter when he spoke, and this time was no exception. "No, it's nothing... I, I just, accidentally fell, just fell..." When he spoke, he shrank back unconsciously, widening the distance between the two of them.

fell down?Would anyone fall out with so many bruises?Tell the truth if you don't lie, what is he hiding?

Xie Jiashu suddenly felt irritable.Is he a python monster?Why are you always trembling and afraid in front of yourself?

Seeing that Xie Jiashu didn't respond, Xie Zhishu bent his free fingers into fists and clenched them tightly, the pain of nails sinking into the flesh couldn't suppress the panic in his heart.

What he feels for his brother is not fear, but awe.

Xie Jiashu is different from him. Although he is famous in this family, he has no role.He knew who he was, his surname was Xie, but not because of the Xie family, but because his biological father was originally named Xie.He was called "Eldest Young Master", but no one would really regard him as the Eldest Young Master, and he himself knew that he only had the title of "Young Master" and would only be a servant of this family in the future.

There is no doubt that his mother loves him, so she takes him in, but she will not take care of him for the rest of his life.Apart from asking the Xie family to support him financially at a minimum, he never expected anything else.I only hope that I can repay my mother and Xie's family in the future.So it has been eight years since he was 12 years old. He studies hard every day and doesn't care about other things, in order to be Xie Jiashu's assistant in the future and assist him in work.

He just wants to be an ordinary person, but as long as he is with Xie Jiashu, he can't get rid of the entanglement of fate.

Even if no one knows that Xie Zhishu and Xie Jiashu are brothers, as long as they appear in the same place, there will definitely be memories like nightmares for him.

Just because of their similar names, other people will not consider two people as brothers, but will compare them.One is a high-ranking prince, and the other is an ugly duckling who will never become a swan.Xie Zhishu didn't know why he attracted so much trouble because he was so eye-catching. He was originally a person who was afraid of trouble. Before trouble came to him, he would avoid it from a distance, but every time he couldn't avoid it.In fact, it's not his fault, but human beings are too boring to gossip, and humble people like him are the best entertainment objects.

He won't cry when you beat him, he doesn't mind scolding him, he is the least noticeable one in the crowd, but you can always see him when you want to find someone to fuck.

This is Xie Zhishu's doomed fate. Because of his smallness and humbleness, he will be forever imprisoned under the name of "venting bag", and he will never turn over.

After a long time, neither of them spoke or moved further.Xie Zhishu, whose upper body was numb all the time, trembled even more.

Xie Jiashu stretched out his hand tentatively and asked, "Do you want me to help you?"

"Eh?" Xie Zhishu raised his head and looked at the other party in disbelief, his eyes seemed to say that this was the most peculiar thing in the world.

Xie Jiashu angrily snatched the cotton swab and the medicine from him, leaned on the back of the sofa and ordered: "Turn your back and lie down, I'll give you the medicine."

After hesitating for a while, Xie Zhishu seemed to smile, his eyelashes trembling slightly under the cracked glasses, he turned around obediently and showed his back in front of Xie Jiashu.

The bluish-purple bruises on the porcelain-like breasts are particularly glaring.Xie Jiashu narrowed his eyes, and subconsciously glanced at his hands while applying the medicine.It seemed to be in excruciating pain, and he held his pants tightly with both hands, but he didn't make a sound.

Why is he always so forbearing...