[Bojun Yixiao] Not my brother

Xiao Zhan hugged his chest, sitting silently on the armrest of the sofa, beside him sat Wang Yibo who also lowered his head and said nothing, Aunt Wang sat opposite him with a sad face, Father Xiao sat beside her, his face still Always with an expressionless and indifferent look, listening to Wang Yibo being repeatedly asked by her mother about going abroad.

Xiao Zhan received a look from Wang Yibo asking for help while secretly looking at his phone, sighed softly, put the phone back in his pocket, and said, "Auntie, have you watched the video of Yibo's game before?"

Aunt Wang was taken aback, and said, "This kid likes to keep everything in his heart. If you didn't say today that you were going abroad to be a trainee, I didn't know that he went to other places to participate in the competition by himself. It's really..."

Wang Yibo covered his face with a slight headache, and shouted like a baby, "...Mom."

Xiao Zhan suggested, "Otherwise, auntie, watch the video? I downloaded it from the Internet."

Wang Yibo turned to look at him, and said, "When did it happen?"

Xiao Zhan spread his hands and said, "Waiting for Auntie to come back."

Wang Yibo glared at him, because of the angle, the round eyeballs appeared bigger, and even the double eyelids were stretched out.

Even Xiao's father didn't object to this suggestion, so Xiao Zhan cast the screen on the TV in the living room. From the corner of his eyes, Xiao Zhan saw Wang Yibo's hand resting on his lap, and he clenched it quietly, his knuckles turned blue and white. Xiao Zhan wanted to laugh, stretched out his hand and stroked Wang Yibo's hair naturally, and said softly, "I saw it, it's really great."

Wang Yibo slowly squeezed out a syllable from his throat, "...um."

The not-so-pretty family of four sat down, the lights in the living room were turned off, and they leaned against each other on the sofa watching the screen. Xiao Zhan sat on the far side, with Wang Yibo at his side, his silhouette Outlined an extremely gentle appearance, singing and screaming on the screen filled the whole living room, Wang Yibo looked at Xiao Zhan under the cover of darkness, his heart was sore as if it was about to overflow, he couldn't help whispering, He hooked Xiao Zhan's with his fingers.

Xiao Zhan lowered his head and glanced at the tenderly intertwined fingers of the two, turned his face to Wang Yibo and smiled slightly, exerted a little force on his fingers, mouthed and said, it's all right.

On stage, Wang Yibo has an inexplicable innate sense of belonging.

That place belongs to him, so he is at home.

The two elders finished watching the competition seriously, and at the end they did not forget to comment on the other contestants, and praised each of them. Every child is very good, but in the end, his own child is the best. Xiao Zhan looked at Aunt Wang After praising Wang Yibo, he let out a long sigh, tears welled up in his eyes, as if he couldn't bear to see such a scene, subconsciously turned his face away.

Wang Yibo said, "I've already considered it."

Mom hesitated and said, "Don't think about it anymore? You like to dance, and I have always supported you since childhood, but you are studying well now, and it is not impossible in China..."

"Mom," Wang Yibo looked at her, and said word by word, "Since I've made up my mind, I won't go back on my word."

The mother responded with a choked voice, not wanting the children to see her appearance, so she pushed the two brothers upstairs and said, "You guys go up first, I will discuss it with your Uncle Xiao."

Xiao Zhan breathed a sigh of relief imperceptibly, took the initiative to grab Wang Yibo's shoulders and walked upstairs, went straight into his room, closed the door, and blocked the underground conversation from downstairs.

Just as Xiao Zhan turned around, before he could even open his mouth, he was hugged tightly by Wang Yibo who came up to him, and called brother.

He stroked the child's back and joked, "What are you doing? You're not leaving tomorrow."

Wang Yibo said, "Actually, there is another reason why I made the decision so late."

Xiao Zhan vaguely guessed something in his heart, but he didn't say it clearly, but said, "Are you afraid that you won't be able to take care of yourself?"

Wang Yibo curled his lips and said, "Don't play dumb."

It was in the living room just now, and it was the same after I finished talking in the morning.

Xiao Zhan always thought that this younger brother fell in love with him simply because he was too young, but he didn't expect Wang Yibo to tell him the direction of desire, which made Xiao Zhan overwhelmed .

Even with his ex-girlfriend, most of them just hug and kiss. He respects each other, so he has never had it.

Wang Yibo's look and gesture at that time really startled Xiao Zhan.

Xiao Zhan grabbed Wang Yibo, pulled him away from him, and said, "Don't even give me a chance to play dumb, you."

Wang Yibo let go of his hand, stared into his eyes, and said, "So, can you promise me?"

Xiao Zhan was stunned for a moment when he heard his words without beginning or end, and said, "Promise what?"

Wang Yibo said, "Although it's a bit selfish, I still want to say this."

Xiao Zhan hummed, and said, "Tell me what you say."

Wang Yibo took a deep breath and said, "Before I come back, can you, can you... not be with others?"

Xiao Zhan was stunned for a moment, and burst out laughing. He couldn't help but bend down while laughing, and said, "How can I promise you this kind of thing? I don't know what will happen in the future."

Wang Yibo's face darkened, and he said, "Isn't it possible?"

Seeing that he was not very happy, Xiao Zhan smiled a little, and said helplessly, "Let me give you an example. When I was young, I felt that I could stay with my parents all the time. I grew up studying and took over the family. business, look now... I went out to open a studio by myself, and my relationship with my dad is still so stiff, if it was more than ten years ago, I would never have thought about this situation."

"Let's talk about you. When you were a teenager, could you have imagined that you would dance so well in the future, that you would participate in competitions, win the championship, and get the opportunity to go abroad as a trainee? You asked me to promise the future now. The thing is that I am not responsible to myself, nor to you."

Wang Yibo frowned, and said a little stubbornly, "I thought about it."

Xiao Zhan said, "What?"

Wang Yibo said, "When I was a teenager, I thought that I would have the opportunity to stand on the stage in the future. When I saw my brother for the first time, I thought that in the future, there would be..."

Xiao Zhan covered his mouth.

He warned, "Stop it, don't say anything irrelevant."

Wang Yibo said, "No, no, no."

Xiao Zhan: ...

He let go of his hand and said, "Almost done."

Wang Yibo looked at him, with wind in his eyes, and said, "As long as I can, brother can."

Xiao Zhan's back was numb from his staring eyes, he took a step back slightly, leaned against the edge of the desk, supported it with his hands, and said not too forcefully, "I really..."

"You can do it." Wang Yibo interrupted him, took another step forward, and said, "As long as you promise, you can do it."

Xiao Zhan gasped for breath.

Wang Yibo got so close that he could kiss the other party with a slight leaning, and he could even see the other party's distinct eyelashes, and his own clear eyes.

Xiao Strategy was a little dizzy, but why did he agree to him.

Now that he refuses, he can practice well and live a good life abroad, so as not to have too many contacts and worries.

But in a stalemate, he just couldn't open his mouth.

Wang Yibo grabbed his wrist, stared into his eyes, and called out in a low and hoarse voice, "...Brother."

Xiao Zhan's Adam's apple rolled.

While he was in a daze, the other party had already raised his face and kissed him.

The corners of the lips warmed up, and the soft touch pressed against the lips. Wang Yibo's lips were soft, and they were separated for a very short moment, then pressed down again, tentatively sweeping the wet tip of his tongue across the lips, shocked Xiao Xiao As soon as Zhan's scalp exploded, just as he was about to push him away, he was pressed by his hand, and the nimble tip of his tongue pried open the gap between his teeth and poked in, hooking his own cautiously but aggressively.

Xiao Zhan was kissed so hard to breathe, as if he was looking for some sense of security, he unconsciously raised his hand and grabbed the fabric on Wang Yibo's back.

Suddenly there was a crisp sound of shattering at the door, and the shards of glass flew around. Xiao Zhan, who was still in a daze, seemed to be poured over his head by a basin of cold water, and he pushed Wang Yibo away in a daze and turned to look.

"……dad?!"