It has been more than a week since Yan Qiu came back from Qian'an Town, but he still hasn't said much.

Every day just sit quietly on the rattan chair by the window, looking out the window silently.

No one knew what he was looking at, and few people bothered him.

Only the servants delivered three meals a day on time and by order.

But most of the time, those meals were not touched, they were just placed there quietly like Yan Qiu, from hot to cold, losing temperature little by little, and then brought back again, heated repeatedly.

Fu Chenze came over several times a day, but he never went in. Most of the time he stood silently at the door of Yan Qiu's room for a while, and then left silently.

He didn't know why he would do this?

or it could be……

Only he knew why Yan Qiu became like this?

Yes, he knew it, but he couldn't understand it.

Every time he thinks of this, Fu Chenze can't help being irritable and takes out a cigarette. The spicy nicotine rushes straight into his lungs in exchange for a moment of peace.

Just a cat.

Fu Chenze tried to convince himself again and again, but every time he thought of that cat, Yan Qiu's eyes appeared with it.

The lines that were always gentle and peaceful on weekdays became so sharp, and the hatred inside was like a poisoned arrow piercing straight into his heart.

It was the first time he saw Yan Qiu like this.

In my memory, Yan Qiu is like a shadow, silent and quiet, always with a humble and flattering smile on his face, quietly hiding behind others, with no personality, no temper.

How could such a person be his brother?

Even though everything was clearly stated on the paternity test, when he looked at Yan Qiu, he still couldn't believe it.

His younger brother should look like Fu Shuangchi, the rose that blooms most intensely in summer, the only scorching sun in the sky, bright and flamboyant, surrounded by thousands of people, and looked up to by thousands of people.

He will hold his arms generously and let himself pick the stars and fold the moon for him.

It's not that you can't even stumble through a complete sentence in front of him.

From the year he saw Fu Shuangchi in his mother's arms for the first time when he was six years old, he made up his mind to protect his younger brother for the rest of his life.

He will be the most responsible brother in the world, giving Fu Shuangchi everything he wants.

He did the same for the next twenty years. Fu Shuang wanted the moon, but he never gave the stars.

Because Fu Shuangchi was weak and sick since childhood, he and his parents gave Fu Shuangchi absolute love and care.

Fu Shuangchi was the rose they raised in their palms since they were young, and the center of the Fu family.

But suddenly one day, a thin paternity test report told them that they gave their love to the wrong person.

Reason can be divided into right and wrong, but emotion can't.

How can it be so easy to take back the feelings given out.

After three days of silence in the Fu family villa, they finally made a decision to take Yan Qiu back.

But after picking it up, realized that they were actually not ready to face it.

Yan Qiu didn't know how to get along with them.

Nor can they be treated equally.

The feelings of the first twenty years are given, and they cannot be taken back.

Therefore, Fu Chenze could not restrain himself from comparing them.

One is dull and one is flamboyant, one is inferior and the other is generous.

They are so different, just like oranges and trifoliates that grow in Huainan and Huaibei.

No matter how you look at it, Fu Shuangchi should be his younger brother.

Therefore, the little bit of guilt for Yan Qiu's mistreatment was soon gone.

It's all because of Yan Qiu's disappointment.

If only he could be as unrestrained and unrestrained as Shuang Chi.

If only he could be as bright and flamboyant as Shuang Chi.

If he could be like Shuangchi...

he can not.

So it is understandable that Shuang Chi is his younger brother.

Everyone will choose this way, and so will he.

So there's really nothing to feel guilty about, right?

Thinking of this, Fu Chenze couldn't help but take out the last cigarette in the pack and light it.

Then he threw out the empty cigarette pack at will.

The dark gray carpet on the ground was full of cigarette butts, the scarlet cigarette butts flickered on and off, and the scattered ash quickly disappeared among them.

Fu Chenze looked down at the cigarette held between his fingers, the shredded tobacco was entangled with the flame, and curled up the smoke, just like the day when there was a fire.

The fire burned too fast that day, and he ran out after exhausting all his efforts, but after he went out, he heard his father say that Shuang Chi hadn't come out yet.

The moment he heard the news, he rushed back almost without thinking.

Then he ran to the second floor with a clear goal, but he didn't expect to meet Yan Qiu.

Yan Qiu was seriously injured, lying on the ground dying, with blood all over his forehead, his usually round eyes were drooping weakly, as if they would close at any moment.

But at the moment of seeing him, it suddenly opened again, and the brilliance reappeared inside.

He forced a hard smile to himself as usual, then stretched out his hand to him with all his strength, and called him hoarsely, "Brother."

Fu Chenze belatedly remembered that Yan Qiu did not escape either.

He almost subconsciously took a step forward, wanting to catch Yan Qiu's hand and lift him up.

But soon he heard Fu Shuangchi's voice.

He raised his head, and then saw Fu Shuangchi kneeling beside the stairs on the second floor, probably inhaling too much smoke and coughing unceasingly.

The fire is getting bigger and bigger, "crackling", everything is collapsing, everything is falling apart.The skeleton of the mural on the right was burnt to black, and the chandelier above the head couldn't withstand the high temperature, and it was already torn apart in the air, and the beams supporting the whole house were crumbling.

Time is running out.

So Fu Chenze finally said, "I'm sorry." Then he lifted his heavy steps and ran up past Yan Qiu.

"I will definitely come back, just wait for me a little longer."

Fu Chenze used all his energy in his life to rescue Fu Shuangchi against the clock.

He wanted to go back again, but Fu Shuangchi at the side stopped him.

The moment he turned his head, the outermost beams of the gate fell down.

In the following days, he spent a long time trying to convince himself as before.

The fire was too big that day, and I actually wanted to save him, so I tried my best...

But no matter what he said or what he did, he couldn't change the fact that he gave up his own brother at that moment.

In fact, the phrase "wait for me a little longer" was a lie. He knew in his heart that he didn't have that much time.

This thought became deeper and heavier, and the guilt that Yan Qiu had buried in his heart over the past year finally broke through on that day and sprouted and blossomed.

So he stopped all his work and tried his best to search for him, offered a huge reward for his news, and traveled thousands of miles to bring him back.

On the way, he thought countless times, as long as Yan Qiu is willing to come back this time, he will definitely make up for him from now on, and treat him like he treated Fu Shuangchi.

But……

Just a cat.

Shuangchi had only hugged her once when she was a child, and that day her body turned red from top to bottom, and she lay in her mother's arms out of breath.

So the cat cannot be taken back.

He had already taken the cat out, opened the window and wanted to let it go away by itself, but at this moment, he heard Yan Qiu suddenly call out in his dream, "Dudiu".

Fu Chenze was just so stunned, and finally put the cat back.

The big deal is to foster the neighbors first.

But he didn't expect the cat to bite him suddenly.

He withdrew his hand almost instinctively, and watched it jump out of the window.

He went out to look for it for a long time but couldn't find it.

He didn't tell Yan Qiu that he actually regretted it and didn't throw it away on purpose.

But he knew that Yan Qiu would definitely not believe him.

He had lost the trust between them long ago.

Lu Ruan came in for the third time today.

Yan Qiu still didn't look up, just leaned on the chair and looked out the window quietly.

There was a small flowerpot on the windowsill, with a dead branch in it.

Dead branches of a walnut tree.

He picked it from the walnut tree in the yard, carefully packed it in a bag, and carried it all the way home.

Although he was very careful, he was still dry when he returned to Fu's house.

But Yan Qiu didn't care, he found a flower pot and put it in it, and put it on the balcony to take care of it every day.

In fact, it is not correct to say that it is taking care of it. Apart from watering it every day, he has not taken care of it.

Firstly, it probably didn't need it, and secondly, it was because Yan Qiu really didn't have the strength.

After returning from Qian'an Town, he didn't say much, and he never went out or took medicine.

It's not that the medicine is gone, but it may be too bitter, it may be forgotten, or it may be that don't want to take it.

Stopping cancer medicine is a very fatal thing. There is pain in the stomach all the time, but the pain is not unbearable. Sometimes fall asleep after enduring it, and the pain disappears when fall asleep.

When wake up, open eyes and look at the walnut branch by the window, and the day is over.

Day after day, winter goes and spring comes, and the years are over.

In fact, he can't tell the current season clearly. Sometimes the window is not closed tightly, and the wind squeezes in through the gap, and it is warm on his face. He thinks that spring is here, but soon there is a wind blowing outside.Snow.

The snow was so heavy that it almost broke the dead branches he had placed outside the window.

Only this kind of time can arouse some emotions in him, so scared that he stood up quickly and carried the flowerpot into the house.

"Xiao Qiu, are you looking at that branch again?" Lu Ruan asked him.

Today is the third time Lu Ruan has come in.

This time when he came back, the entire Fu family had undergone earth-shaking changes towards him.

The moment Lu Ruan saw him, she couldn't help but rushed over and hugged him, crying uncontrollably.

Fu Jianting patted him on the shoulder and kept saying, "Just come back, just come back, don't run around anymore."

Even Fu Shuangchi showed him a fake smile, reaching out to hold him, "Second brother, you're back."

But Yan Qiu dodged without hesitation.

Everyone saw it, but this time no one talked about him like before.

"Xiaoqiu, that's rude."

"Xiaoqiu, don't be uneducated."

"Xiaoqiu, let him go."

"..."

They had a family dinner for him and a cake for him.

"Here's your birthday cake," they said.

Everyone also prepared a gift for him.

They put a birthday crown on him, took off his mask and asked him to make a wish and blow out candles. They clearly saw the scars on his face, but they thought they were afraid that he would be sad and tried to pretend to be normal, one after another.Gift in hand.

He got everything he ever dreamed of in one fell swoop.

Celebrate your own birthday with your family, you can receive many gifts, and someone sings a birthday song for him, wishing him a happy birthday.

But for some reason, his family members were sitting in front of him, holding a bunch of gifts in his hands, but he didn't want them anymore.

Everyone urged him to make a wish.

According to what they said, Yan Qiu closed his eyes, but his mind was empty.

"Happy birthday to you."

"Happy birthday to you."

"Happy birthday to you."

"Happy birthday to you."

"..."

With the end of the birthday song, Yan Qiu opened his eyes and blew out the candles. Everyone looked at him and asked him with a smile what wish he had made?

Yan Qiu knew that they wanted to help him realize his wish, and this was also one of their "compensation".

But after thinking about it for a long time, he still couldn't think of anything.

So could only smile apologetically at them.

"I don't seem to have any wishes."

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