After being abandoned by my parents, I became a top boss

Thinking this in her mind, the girl pressed down her hand on the door handle, but to her surprise, the door was not locked.

A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she pushed open the door carefully.

There was no other light in the room except the moonlight shining faintly through the gauze curtains.

She looked around and saw the young man sitting on the ground by the end of the bed. One of his legs was stretched out and the other was half bent. He was holding a wine bottle in his hand. Perhaps due to the darkness around him, he looked a little lonely at this moment.

After the dark-faced uncle came yesterday, he seemed to be like this too.

Looking at the wine bottles scattered all over the floor, the girl paused. How much had he drunk?

So, he lied to her when he said he was resting, and from the moment he returned to the bedroom, he was hiding here drinking alone?

It was not known whether it was because the girl’s gaze was too sharp in the darkness, or because of the open door, that made the young man feel a little chilly, and he actually raised his eyes and looked towards the door.

In the darkness, his eyes shone brightly like stars in the night sky.

The girl was stunned for a moment. What she wanted to say was now thrown out of her mind and forgotten completely.

After a brief silence, the drunken voice of the young man rang out, "So late? Why haven't you slept yet?"

"Aren't you asleep too?"

"Little thing, am I usually too nice to you, and now you are starting to refute me?"

The girl's heart trembled suddenly, as if she was nailed to the spot with a nail, and she couldn't move her legs at all.

A feeling of heat rose on her cheeks. If it weren't for the darkness around her, the blush on her sallow face would have been unconcealable.

After she turned five, she wandered around, from a wolf's den into a tiger's den, and from a tiger's den back into a wolf's den, and she had seen many disgusting faces.

That group of people often show their big yellow teeth and have a vulgar look on their faces. They will call beautiful young women or little girls "little things".

But when she heard these three words from their mouths, she only felt sick and nauseous.

But when Li Chen said it in his drunken mouth, there was no such feeling. Instead, he felt tingling and numb, and even... vaguely ashamed.

Li Chen saw her standing there in a daze, as if she had been acupunctured, motionless, with the corners of her lips slightly raised, and she said to herself: "Oh, right~ I forgot, you are originally a little hedgehog."

The girl was finally brought back to reality by Li Chen's words. She raised her hands to fan her cheeks, trying to dispel some of the heat. She looked up at the ceiling, trying to calm her inner restlessness and uneasiness, then looked at Li Chen and walked towards him.

"you're drunk."

"I'm not drunk." Li Chen's eyes followed the girl's footsteps, never leaving her.

The girl squatted down in front of him, their eyes met. She said in a calm voice, "Drunk people always say they are not drunk."

"I'm different from them."

"What's the difference?" The girl looked at him with extremely calm eyes.

“I’m prettier than them.”

"Narcissism."

"Don't I look good?" Li Chen suddenly moved closer to her, "Look closer. I'm pretty, right?"

The girl didn't expect that he would suddenly come close to her. At this time, they were only a few inches apart. The heat climbed up her cheeks again, spread out, and her heart began to pound again.

She admitted that Li Chen was indeed very handsome, but who would praise themselves?

She really didn't expect that Li Chen would be like this after drinking. She had learned a lot today.

"Why are you drinking so much?"

Li Chen's pupils trembled, the expression on his face froze, and he slowly stepped back, leaning on the edge of the bed with his head down.

"I know it even if you don't tell me. Is it because of what happened tonight?"

"Don't ask, I just want to drink, why so many reasons?"

Seeing him like this, the girl reached out her hand and touched the top of his head.

Li Chen raised his eyes to look at her. The bright light coming in from the window allowed the girl to barely see the expression on his face, which showed surprise and disbelief.

"When I was sad before, you also stroked my head like this. Every time you did that, all my bad moods would dissipate, and I would feel a long-lost sense of security. Now, I also want to pass on my sense of security to you and dispel all your haze."

Through the bright light, the girl saw a glimmer of expectation in Li Chen's eyes. The light in his eyes was like bright stars, and just one glance would touch her heart.

The girl took her hand back and sat down next to him. "Can you tell me about your family?"

She glanced at him sideways, trying to catch every subtle expression on his face.

Li Chen's eyes darkened. The girl thought he was unwilling and wanted to say that it was okay, but she felt that it would make her feel better if she said it. But before she could say anything, Li Chen said, "I actually... have a brother."

He uttered the word "brother" with great difficulty.

For so many years, his parents blamed him for his brother's death. Over time, he even began to doubt whether his brother's death was really caused by him.

He struggled in such pain, switching back and forth between the roles of yes and no. He hated the word "brother" and was even unwilling to mention it.

Because these two words were like a mountain, pressing him down and making him breathless for many years. All his unhappy childhood was caused by these two words.

Thinking of the past, his eyes became a little red, and there was grievance, unwillingness and sadness in his eyes.

He had thought more than once that if he had been the one who died in the car accident, then wouldn't everyone be so sad?

His existence itself seemed to be a mistake.

It has been a long time since she heard anything from him. The girl did not disturb him and just looked at him quietly. He must be feeling very complicated at this moment, right?

If she guessed correctly, the brother he was referring to should be the Xiaoqian that his mother called so affectionately, right?

Comparing his mother's two different reactions before and after, and her words of "murderer" that were more heart-wrenching than the last, it must be that his brother's death must have some connection with him.