love brother

When Ryan and I were very young, Ryan was raised to be a good heir to the family.His schoolwork is always heavy, there is no fun, and there is no need for fun.Compared with my leisurely life, Ryan's life is dull and dull, like a wind-up robot.

I always secretly hid under the window sill to watch him in class. I knew he liked biology very much, because at that time his face would show curiosity and desire for knowledge, and his expression would become relaxed and happy.And what he hates most is the music class, because the class is taught by an old maid named Ascentage, as long as Ryan accidentally plays a wrong note, Miss Ascentage will mercilessly put the ruler on the back of his hand Beat, sometimes even beat Ryan's hands so red and swollen that he couldn't even hold a knife and fork.

Occasionally, as long as Ryan said he was not hungry and didn't want to eat dinner, I knew he must be punished by Miss Accentage again.With his arrogance, it is absolutely impossible to eat with trembling hands in front of people.

I don't understand why he has to put up with this, if it were me, I would be crying and complaining to my mother to get rid of this nasty spinster.

"Why don't you tell your father that she is torturing you, isn't she?" I took a few steps to keep up with him.

I think that if the stepfather knew what happened to Ryan, he would definitely not ignore it.As the heir of Kemercia, Ryan has always been valued by the family, and no one would want to see him treated like this.

His footsteps paused, his face covered with frost and snow turned slightly, and his squinting eyes were full of boredom.

He said word for word clearly: "This has nothing to do with you."

I froze in place for a moment, this stepbrother was so undisguised that he disliked me, it made my young heart suffer.I don't understand why he hates me. At that time, I was too young to understand that sometimes hate doesn't need a reason, and love doesn't need a reason.My love for him seems to be innate. Before I realized it, my eyes kept turning around him, and I was sad or happy for every word he said to me.

At that time, I only regarded him as a respected and beloved elder brother, and wanted to fight for him, but obviously he didn't appreciate it. I took it as his fear of Miss Escentiki, which caused him not to dare to resist.

I began to plan how to get revenge on Miss Accentiki to vent my anger on Ryan.From this, it can be seen that I was born with the potential to be a villain.

I poured glass beads on the paths she had to pass, placed buckets over her head, and sprinkled nails on her chairs.

Miss Ascentage, exhausted by my pranks, quickly went to my mother to complain.

My mother was very much annoyed by my ignorance, and she thought it must be shoemaker blood that made me so uneducated.

She won't let me eat or sleep until I apologize to Miss Escentiki.

I stubbornly closed my mouth tightly, and did not defend myself, but the tears in my eyes struggled to fall because of the grievance that no one understood.I will not apologize to Miss Ascentage, because I do not feel that I have done wrong at all, and I even feel that I am heroic, because I have avenged my brother!

I stood there very late that day, until the servants also fell asleep one after another, and the whole manor was silent, with no lights or voices.I was hungry and scared, and my tears couldn't stop falling.I'm so sad, it seems like the whole world has forgotten me, I'm a poor abandoned bastard.

I squatted down slowly, crying with my nose twitching.

"idiot."

When I heard the sound, I wiped my eyes and timidly looked up at the calfskin shoes that appeared in front of me at some point, and saw Ryan standing there with milk and bread in his hands with a cold face.

"Brother..." I was a little happy, but I didn't dare to be too presumptuous when I saw his face.

He put down the things in his hand, and I couldn't wait to pick up a piece of bread and eat it. I was so hungry, I had never been so hungry.

During this period, Ryan watched me eating in a bad manner, without saying a word, until I picked up the second piece of bread, he said: "Tomorrow, I will apologize to Miss Essentiki."

I froze while maintaining the movement of stuffing the bread into my mouth, but I soon realized that this movement was too stupid, and swallowed the contents of my mouth in a few mouthfuls.

"I don't want it." I turned the bread back and forth in my hand, as if attracted by the texture on it.

I dare not look at his face because I am afraid to see his angry face.

"what?"

He didn't seem to hear my answer clearly, but I knew he heard it clearly, because whenever Ryan said something that his stepfather was dissatisfied with, and the same was true of his stepfather, Ryan would bite his lip and change his original answer unwillingly.

I know what he wants me to do, but I just don't.When I became stubborn, my mother also had a terrible headache.

"I do not want!"

The moment I answered him again, he kicked over all the bread and milk in front of me without warning.The floor was in a mess, and some milk was spilled on me. Everything was so sudden that I looked at him helplessly.

He is so lofty, looking at me makes me feel like an ant.

"You have no right to say no in this family."

"Brother...brother?" I trembled uncontrollably, it was useless to the extreme.

He raised my tear-filled cheeks and stared at me blankly: "Everything you have is given by Kemesia, and you have no right to say no."

This Ryan scares me. He has always been elegant and well-bred. Even if he dislikes me, he hides it under perfect etiquette and does not show it in front of others.He often treats me as a transparent person. This is the first time that he has become so angry with me.

I swallowed, and obediently stopped disobeying him: "Yes, I...I know hiccup...I'll apologize tomorrow."

He nodded in satisfaction, straightened his body, and then took out a handkerchief from somewhere and wiped his fingers, as if he had just touched something dirty.I was a little embarrassed, even restless.

"Now, go back to your room, you look like a homeless man." After saying this, he turned and left, throwing a ball of things at me within a few steps.

My vision went dark, and then returned to normal. I looked down, and it turned out to be Ryan's handkerchief.

I silently wiped the tears on my face with his handkerchief, and cried louder while holding the handkerchief.My mother hurried over in pajamas when she heard the crying, saw me sitting on the ground crying heartbreakingly, hugged me into her arms and coaxed me for a long time before I stopped crying.She never said anything about apologizing after that, nor did she ask me who brought my food.

Even if my mother doesn't pursue it anymore, I still keep my promise and tell her that I am going to apologize to Miss Escentiki, and she is naturally very happy.

She took my hand and walked to Ryan's piano room. When I walked to the door, I heard some strange voices inside, and I believe my mother heard it too.She asked me to wait at the door with a pale face, not allowed to go in without her permission, and I agreed.

Not long after she broke in, I heard her unbelievable exclamation and loud yelling. I leaned against the door of the piano room, and was surprised to see Miss Accentitch stumbling out of the piano room in disheveled clothes.

"Lian, what's going on?!"

My mother's sharp questioning voice made me want to take a sneak peek at what was going on, but in the end I refrained from it, feeling that it was better not to.

Ryan's voice followed, with the same ascetic metal sense as his image: "As you can see, she is seducing me, and if I don't move, she will punish me."

"My God! I'm going to drive this shameless woman out of the manor!"

Then, I saw my mother pass by me angrily, she didn't even look back at me, she must have forgotten my existence.

I cautiously looked into the room and saw Ryan sitting on the piano bench in a thin white shirt. The button of the shirt was not fully buttoned up, revealing his delicate collarbone, which did not match his meticulous attire. I also saw a line on the collarbone Weird red marks.

"You did a good job." He praised me inexplicably, and when he realized that my eyes were always wandering on his chest, he buttoned the rest of the buttons.

I smiled at him foolishly, no matter what, I was very happy to be praised by my brother.

I never saw Miss Accentage again after that.