Fu Jianting's words were like a needle that pierced straight into his ear, causing bursts of piercing pain.

Yan Qiu subconsciously raised his hand to cover his ears, but just as he reached behind his ear, he felt a patch of warm blood.

He looked to the left, and saw that the corner of the solid wood cabinet was bright red, and the torn skin behind the ear began to ache belatedly.

It even caused bursts of tinnitus.

It took Yan Qiu a long time to stand up slowly while supporting the cabinet.

The empty bedroom was already empty.

Through the curved balcony, you can just see the Juliet roses outside the window, reflecting the rising sun, like pale pink clouds lingering by the window, forming an excellent scenery.

Yan Qiu suddenly understood at this moment, perhaps the rose was not specially prepared for this birthday party.

Big brother's love is like a river that never turns, and it keeps flowing towards Fu Shuangchi.

How dare he pretend to be affectionate and imagine that he has a part in it?

Yan Qiu wanted to laugh, but couldn't even lift the corners of his lips, so he covered his ears and walked downstairs in a daze.

Although he tried his best to speed up his pace, he still encountered many servants along the way.

Their eyes were either curious or sized up, but none of them stopped to ask him what happened.

Yan Qiu had long been used to such cold treatment, he walked quickly back to the room with his head down, and took out several pieces of toilet paper to wipe off the blood behind his ears.

The snow-white tissue was soon soaked with blood, and Yan Qiu felt that his injury seemed to be worse than Fu Shuangchi's.

But so what, he doesn't have a blood clotting disorder.

But even if there is, he has never been the priority of this family.

Yan Qiu went to the hospital alone to bandage the wound, and when he came back, the banquet was almost over.

The people who came and went were dressed gorgeously, with fragrant clothes and temples, but he was the only one wearing an ill-fitting dress, with wounds behind his ears, and a few sporadic blood stains on his body, as embarrassing as he could be.

Yan Qiu also knew how unworthy he was at this time, and he didn't want to go to make fun of himself, so he went around directly through the side door.

However, when he passed the hall and was about to return to his room, he saw that the lights above his head suddenly went dark, leaving only countless bright yellow lights on the ceiling, like a sky full of stars.

Then, a song sounded from a distance.

"Happy birthday to you……"

Yan Qiu unconsciously looked in the direction of the singing.

Then the door opened, and the elder brother walked in slowly pushing an eight-layer birthday cake, walking towards Fu Shuangchi step by step.

Seeing this, the guests on both sides consciously made way for him, put down the red wine and champagne in cooperation, clapped their hands together and sang a birthday song for Fu Shuangchi.

Fu Shuangchi also raised his hands and beat the beat, showing no signs of injuries from the morning.

Presumably the injury was not serious.

The ferociousness when facing him in the morning was gone, and his face was full of smiles.

The cake was pushed to Fu Shuangchi with full blessings.Then, the mother put candles on the cake with a smile, and the eldest brother picked up a match to light the candles. The father was full of joy and put a birthday crown on him.

Fu Shuangchi looked at them tenderly, then walked to the cake, folded her hands together, closed her eyes and made a wish, and then blew out the candles.

The lights in the hall came on again, causing Yan Qiu to squint his eyes unconsciously.

When opened eyes again, saw the photographer took a camera and proposed to take a family portrait for them.

Naturally, they had no objection and formed a warm circle, with Fu Shuangchi surrounded in the middle.

Then everyone looked at the camera with smiles on their faces.

"three two……"

At this moment, Lu Ruan caught a glimpse of Yan Qiu in the corner of the corridor from the corner of his eye, and the smile on his face froze for a moment.

It happened to be frozen by the lens.

Looking at the photo just now, the photographer said to Lu Ruan, "Ma'am, your expression was a bit stiff just now, please take another one."

"Ah...Okay." Lu Ruan smiled awkwardly, then glanced at Yan Qiu again.

The expression on his face was hesitant to speak, as if he wanted to call him over, but in the end he turned his face away without saying anything.

"Come on, another one, three, two, one, eggplant."

This time all eyes were on the camera, and the photos were perfect and complete.

Yan Qiu returned to his room and closed the door.

He wanted to block the sound from the outside, but the sound insulation in the room was not good.

The sound still kept drilling into my ears.

Yan Qiu sat in front of the table for a long time, then he took out a piece of half-carved elm wood from the drawer and continued to carve.

Yan Qiu's life in the first twenty years is really lacking. If life really has a background, then he must be a gray one.

The wood carving is probably the only bright part.

It should be because he lived in the country with his aunt since he was a child, so he can sculpt everything he has seen so vividly.

There are even people who are willing to pay high prices for his works.

The eldest brother and Fu Shuangchi both received aristocratic education and went to prestigious universities since they were young, but he only had this one thing he could sell.

But just when he thought he had found his direction in life, he suddenly had a car accident some time ago. Although he saved his life, the muscles in his right arm were severely torn.

Even if the Fu family spent money to let him have an operation in time, he could no longer regain his previous sensitivity, nor could he be overworked.

Lu Ruan probably saw that he was too depressed a few days ago, so she proposed the idea of holding a birthday party for him and Fu Shuangchi together, in order to cheer him up.

Unfortunately, this is ultimately just an idea.

Yan Qiu carved very slowly, and would stop and take a break after a while.

But even though his muscles were extremely sore and swollen, Yan Qiu didn't have the slightest intention of giving up.

After all, only at this time can he feel that he seems to have the meaning of continuing to exist.

Just as he was fascinated, the door suddenly rang.

Yan Qiu turned his head, and then saw Lu Ruan pushing the door and walking in.

When she saw Yan Qiu, there seemed to be a flash of embarrassment in her eyes, but she quickly covered it up with a smile.

"Xiaoqiu." Lu Ruan said, walked over, and put his hands on his shoulder pretending to be intimate, "Dad and mom have prepared a small birthday party for you, come out and eat cake."

Yan Qiu suppressed the desire to escape, did not speak, but silently put the carving knife in his hand and the unfinished things into the drawer.

However, Lu Ruan didn't seem to care about the things in his hands at all, but finally saw the injury behind his ear, and asked in surprise, "What's wrong with your ear?"

Yan Qiu didn't look at her, but just got up and walked towards the bed, "I don't want to eat, I'm sleepy."

Seeing this, Lu Ruan asked, "Xiao Qiu, are you angry?"

Yan Qiu immediately shook his head, subconsciously trying to hide something with a smile.

However, he hooked the corners of his lips, but found that he couldn't even pretend to be happy that he was best at.

Not to mention angry, just used to it.

Lu Ruan also noticed his strangeness.

It wasn't the first time she saw such an expression on Yan Qiu's face, her penetrating eyes were dull and dull, she was obviously disappointed, but she still tried her best to pretend she didn't care.

Although Yan Qiu was at fault for today's incident, but thinking of the scene in the hall just now, I always feel that the guilt in my heart cannot be relieved, so Lu Ruan softened her tone and walked over to explain: "This birthday party is really for you.The one I prepared with Xiao Chi was just..."

When Lu Ruan said this, he seemed to be in a bit of a dilemma, "You morning...Xiao Chi bled a lot and kept crying in the hospital. He refused to celebrate your birthday with you. We have no choice but to comfort him..."

Yan Qiu originally wanted to explain when she heard this, but soon realized that she would definitely not believe it like many times before, so she swallowed the explanation in the end.

"Xiaoqiu." Seeing that his attitude seemed to soften, Lu Ruan walked over and sat down next to him, "Go out and eat cakes, mom specially ordered it for you, by the way, mom has prepared a gift for you.”

As Lu Ruan said, she took out a small red velvet box and signaled Yan Qiu to open it.

Yan Qiu looked at the gift box in her hand, he hadn't celebrated his birthday since his aunt left.

Obviously, he was so looking forward to receiving a gift like others, but when he really wanted to receive it, he suddenly didn't want it.

But he finally opened the gift box.

Then he saw a kitten carved from emerald lying inside, which was exactly the same as the one he wore around his neck.

The clear crystal of glass is crystal clear, and it is worth a lot of money at a glance.

However, Yan Qiu's heart cooled down in an instant.

"Try it on?" Lu Ruan said, wanting to reach out and take off the pendant around his neck.

However, before he touched it, Yan Qiu blocked it with his hand.

"Why did you send me this?"

Lu Ruan was stunned for a moment, and saw defense in Yan Qiu's eyes for the first time.

Lu Ruan was a little dissatisfied with his vigilance, but thinking about what happened today, she tried her best to calm down and said, "No reason, today is your birthday, this is a birthday present from your mother, didn't I tell you a long time ago?"?”

"Really?" Yan Qiu looked at her crystal-clear jade, and suddenly smiled, but there was a bitterness in the smile that he couldn't suppress, "Are you afraid that I will hurt him again?"

Lu Ruan didn't expect him to be so sharp, a punctured embarrassment flashed across her face, but she quickly covered it up.

"What are you talking about? How could I mean that? Don't worry too much."

Suspicious, these two words again.

On his first day home, Fu Shuangchi ruined his first meal by self-harm.

He asked Lu Ruan if Fu Shuangchi didn't like him?

Lu Ruan said, "How come, don't worry too much."

In the third month after he returned home, his father asked him to work in the company. He tried his best to do everything well, but he was replaced with a large contract document at work. All the evidence pointed to Fu Shuangchi, and his father did not agree.believe.

He only scolded him, "I have no skills, but I have more thoughts."

"Suspicious? So what is superfluous?" Yan Qiu said with a smile.

"What?" Lu Ruan looked at him with some confusion.

"Mom." Yan Qiu said, holding the pendant around his neck tightly, "You said the banquet was also prepared for me, but why are the dresses Fu Shuangchi's size?"

Lu Ruan was stunned when she heard the words, as if she only remembered something now, a trace of annoyance flashed in her eyes, but she still retorted: "...It was their negligence."

"Then why is there only Fu Shuangchi's name on the invitation?"

"The invitations have always been custom-made, every year. If you are not happy, add your name to it next year. It's just...""

Yan Qiu listened to her words quietly without refuting, but Lu Ruan couldn't continue talking.

It was the first time she felt that Yan Qiu always had deer-like eyes, and could see people so sharply, like a knife, clearly cutting all her thoughts in front of them.

Make her indisputable Chen.

"Even my gift was chosen for Fu Shuangchi, Mom, you really took great pains for him."

When Yan Qiu said this, he raised his head and smiled at her, "But why?"

"I'm your real son, aren't I?"

After Lu Ruan left, the room became quiet again.

The conversation just now made Yan Qiu feel a little tired, so he lay down on the bed without even changing his pajamas, and tucked into the quilt.

Then he clenched the pendant around his neck.

Probably too tired, and soon fell asleep.

In his dream, he saw a yellow fallen leaf, which was blown up by the wind and fell to the ground unsteadily. Then, a child who was only five or six years old came over and bent over to pick up the fallen leaf.

Yan Qiu stood on the spot for a long time to recognize it, before he realized that it was his childhood self.

Ever since Yan Qiu could remember, he lived with his aunt in a small courtyard in the countryside.

Although life is not rich, my aunt is gentle and patient with her, telling him stories, teaching him painting, wood carving, and bone whistle.

Because of his aunt, he never envied other children.

Only occasionally, would be curious and ask aunt about parents.

"Auntie, where are my parents?"

"They're busy, but they'll be back to see you soon."

"When is soon?"

"A thousand days later."

"A thousand days is a long time."

"After finishing "One Thousand and One Nights", a thousand days will pass."

"What kind of people are Mom and Dad?"

"They are all... very good people, and they... all love you."

My aunt never lied to myself, so after my aunt told him a story, he would use stones to carve a line on the red wall at the door.

But before he reached a thousand days, he met his parents in advance.

At my aunt's funeral.

They were different from what my aunt had described, and they looked at him with bored and disgusted eyes.

As if looking at a lump of... trash.

Only then did Yan Qiu realize that not all children were born with the expectations of their parents.

When Yan Qiu was born, the family already had an older brother. He was conceived by accident, and his parents were both public servants, so they didn't plan to give birth to him.

It was only because of the mother's physical reasons that she couldn't have an abortion, which left him alive.

After ten months of planning and planning, they finally decided to send him to his aunt's house to be raised, but then his aunt died unexpectedly, and they were forced to take Yan Qiu back.

They were discovered not long after they were picked up, and both of them were fired from public office.

Since then, the life of the family has plummeted, and everyone's heart is full of anger, and Yan Qiu is naturally the vent.

When he was not as high as the chopping board, he had to step on a stool and learn to cook. Because of his weak strength, he was trembling and couldn't hold the kitchen knife. Once he accidentally cut his hand, and the wound was very deep. The crying attracted him. I was doing homework with my brother.His mother, just as Yan Qiu wanted to tell his pain, she slapped her back.

"Why are you crying? How much can it hurt just to bleed? The voice is so loud that your brother is doing his homework!"

As he said that, he hurriedly wrapped a band-aid for him and then went back to tutor his brother.

Yan Qiu was left to continue cooking.

The blood that flowed out quickly soaked through the Band-Aid, but he didn't dare to cry anymore.

Yan Qiu survived in that family until he was twenty years old.

Just when he finally had some savings to leave that family, he suddenly learned that he was picked up wrongly by the hospital when he was just born twenty years ago.

He turned out to be the young master of the Fu family.

Yan Qiu was happy for a long time after knowing this, because in the first twenty years of his life, no one loved him except his aunt. He thought he could get a new love, but he didn't.

On the day he was taken back to Fu's house, everyone told him clearly with their actions.

After all, the blood relationship is not worth the feelings that have been paid over the years.

They love Fu Shuangchi even more.

Wherever he is, it's so redundant.

Yan Qiu opened his eyes. He forgot to draw the curtains when he fell asleep last night, so the sunlight shone straight in through the window, making him a little dizzy.

Probably because didn't eat much yesterday, stomach felt like it was being burned, with burning pain.

Yan Qiu got up and poured himself a cup of hot water to drink, and then suppressed the unbearable pain.

Although he had no appetite, Yan Qiu was still called to have dinner together when it was time for breakfast.

Because of what happened yesterday, the atmosphere at the dinner table today was very dull, and no one spoke.

Yan Qiu only took a few bites before his stomach started to hurt again, but he knew the rules of the Fu family.

So endured it until everyone had finished eating before wanted to get up and leave.

However, when he was about to leave, he was called.

Yan Qiu turned his head, and then heard Lu Ruan tell him to change his clothes, and he would go back to the old house later.

Yan Qiu knew that no matter whose birthday the Fu family had, they would meet again at the old house for a family banquet the next day. This was the rule of the Fu family, and no one could change it.

Although he didn't want to go back to the old house, he could only go back with him.

The Fu family's old house is located in the outskirts of the city, covering an area of more than a hundred acres, where Mrs. Fu and Mr. Fu lived.

Although Mrs. Fu has passed her age, she is still living a delicate life.

I have never left the cheongsam and high heels in my life.

Whether it is eating and drinking tea, or walking and talking, there are all kinds of rules formed by her pampering and pampering for decades.

Therefore, if it is said that Yan Qiu and the Fu family are incompatible, then the situation with the old house is like clouds and mud.

So every time he steps in here, he feels uncomfortable.

Up to Mrs. Fu and down to housekeeper and servant.

Although no one has said anything in front of him, they will always be indifferent to him, which is a kind of indifference and alienation engraved in his bones.

Sure enough, today is no different from the past.

As soon as Fu Shuang came late, he got into the old lady Fu's arms affectionately, and made him happy with a few words.

Father and elder brother play chess with Mr. Fu.

My mother stayed by Mrs. Fu's side, chatting with each other from time to time.

Only Yan Qiu stood there stiffly and helplessly for a long time, and then sat down at the farthest corner of the sofa.

Everyone has their own business to do, except Yan Qiu.

Fu Shuangchi grew up beside Mrs. Fu and knew how to please her best, so from time to time, laughter came into his ears.

The gazes of the servants around, the laughter and conversation between Fu Shuangchi and the old lady Fu, everything was like a net, enveloping Yan Qiu densely.

Even though there was air all around him, he still felt a little suffocated.

So Yan Qiu finally couldn't hold back and stood up, wanting to take a breath.

After finally getting out of the maze-like living room, wanted to sit in the garden for a while.

But before he sat down, he heard a frivolous voice behind him, "Yan Qiu, long time no see."