my love

It's time to leave.

Lu Mingxi didn't come, and Lu Bo didn't explain anything, just looked at Ying Ziliang with a smile.

When Ying Ziliang rushed to the door, he saw Ah Cheng sitting quietly in a wheelchair and looking at him.His heart warmed up, and he walked towards Ah Cheng.

"Ah Cheng, you came so early?"

Ying Qiancheng smiled and said, "Brother, you are late."

Ying Ziliang suddenly thought of being stopped by Lu Mingxi just now, hesitated for a while and asked: "Ah Cheng... a few days ago, what happened to Young Master Lu and you..."

"Brother, do you not believe in Ah Cheng?" Ying Qiancheng remained calm.

"How come..." Ying Ziliang smiled awkwardly, turned his head in distress and said, "I just don't think Young Master Lu is the kind of person who would do such a thing. What is the misunderstanding?"

"Does brother know him well?"

"Do not……"

"Then brother is trying to excuse him?"

"A Cheng..."

"My brother thinks he is more important than Ah Cheng, right?"

"It's not like that." Ying Ziliang felt weird, but immediately denied it.

Ying Qiancheng lowered his head with a melancholy expression, and said softly, "Brother... Ah Cheng is in pain."

Ying Ziliang felt a pain in his heart.

"I didn't expect that the most important brother would care about others so much. Ah Cheng's body hurts, and his heart is also very sad."

Ying Ziliang was taken aback.

Ah Cheng never talked so much before, and even if he spoke, he spoke slowly, one word at a time, instead of being so smooth and natural like this, but Ah Cheng's expression was so cold, as if he was disappointed in himself like.But what can he say?He really wanted to say "no", but why did he always feel weird in his heart?Could it be that he was influenced by Lu Mingxi?How can it be!

"A Cheng, Ah Cheng... Ziliang, you must be careful about your Ah Cheng."

For some reason, Ying Ziliang kept remembering this sentence all the way.

But it shouldn't be.

Ying Qiancheng is his younger brother, they are the closest, and they should be the most trusted.

and so.

Ying Ziliang's eyes dimmed, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "No, brother cares most about Ah Cheng, and we will work together to find the family back. My brother will only trust Ah Cheng."

Sure enough, Ying Qiancheng smiled softly, "Well, Ah Cheng will be obedient." Brother should also be obedient.

"... Ah Cheng?"

Ying Qiancheng sneered at Ying Zi knowingly: "Brother is very confused about Ah Cheng's change?"

"..."

"As long as my brother asks, Ah Cheng will definitely answer!" Ying Qiancheng rubbed Ying Ziliang's palm with a smile, "Because in this way Ah Cheng can gradually become stronger, and Ah Cheng can't hide behind his brother forever! Ah Cheng I also want to protect my brother!"

Ah, my dear brother, only by showing strength slowly, allowing you to adapt, let you get used to it, you will not doubt me!

Look, isn't it very touching?

Ying Ziliang's fingertips trembled slightly, but he still gently rubbed Ying Qiancheng's soft hair, his face was extremely gentle and peaceful.

"Let's go."

"In the future, my brother will grow up with you."

"……Um."

The imperial capital is incredibly prosperous.When some low-class poor people in the outside world are still struggling on the line of food and clothing, traces of careful polishing can be seen in the most humble and humble places in the imperial capital, because people here can enjoy far higher living conditions than poor people in other places even if they don't work. Subsidies, people here never have to worry about food and clothing, what they want is "life" - to enjoy life.But not ordinary people can enter the imperial capital, otherwise the imperial capital would have been occupied by the poor long ago. Here, high security corresponds to a high-pressure policy. Only those who are ambitious and keep climbing can survive and live better.

People here don't care about conscience.

As long as you can live better, what can't you give up?

When he was a child, Ying Ziliang heard his father say in a daze: "If possible, never go to the imperial capital. There are dirty people there. Never come into contact with the so-called nobles."

His father hated nobles, he knew it, but only that time, he faced this loathing.

"Aristocrats are pickles."

"They're wasting the empire's food."

The big families are generally not close to the empire, nor are they too close to each other. The family is governed by the head of the family, while the nobles control the empire. The nobles are high above, enjoying the noble blood and natural strength, and the family is born to balance it .

But today, he had to bring his younger brother to the capital to seek help.

"elder brother."

Ying Qiancheng's hand suddenly covered Ying Ziliang's, and when Ying Ziliang lowered his head, he saw the corners of his lips.

"Don't worry."

"Okay..." Ying Zi sneered, "Are you tired?" From Lu's house to the imperial capital, even if you take a motorized car, such a long journey is a test of one's mental strength.

Who knew that the child's mouth turned stubborn, "Brother doesn't believe in Ah Cheng's ability?"

Ying Ziliang laughed, "Ah Cheng is amazing... um, let brother take care of you first, okay?"

Who would have thought that Ying Qiancheng raised his eyebrows slightly, "Brother, are you coaxing Ah Cheng like a child?"

"..." Ying Ziliang had an expression of "ah, you know", but still looked at him with a smile.

Ying Qiancheng thought for a while, tapped the armrest of the wheelchair lightly with his finger bones rhythmically, and suddenly asked: "Brother, is it... a little unaccustomed to Ah Cheng?"

There is no dislike.

"Huh?" Ying Ziliang asked in surprise, "Why does Ah Cheng think so? If Ah Cheng grew up suddenly, it should be the fault of his brother who didn't take good care of him, but Ah Cheng can be more cheerful like this." Very happy too!"

"Hmm... be more cheerful..." Ying Ziliang looked at Ying Ziliang thoughtfully, and smiled, "Then, should brother do something to reward Ah Cheng's maturity?"

"……what?"

Ying Qiancheng smiled innocently. "Brother, Ah Cheng is a bit tired. Brother, why don't you take Ah Cheng to the dormitory to rest?"

"..." Ying Ziliang looked at Ying Qiancheng's thin body, and suddenly remembered the embarrassing incident of hugging him by the bed, his face darkened.

Why do you suddenly feel...it's not good for the well-behaved Ah Cheng to grow up so quickly?

So Ying Ziliang silently credited this account to Lu Mingxi, the young master Lu who he thought "did something bad to stimulate Ah Cheng to suddenly grow up".

Cheerful or something, forget it, it's always good for Ah Cheng to be willing to communicate more.

Brother Sanhao nodded vigorously to brother Ah Cheng, and added a sentence at the end, "Ah Cheng, go to bed first."

"Hmm..." Ying Qiancheng buried his head in the roots of Ying Ziliang's hair submissively with joyful eyes, and his warm breath disrupted Ying Ziliang's heartbeat from time to time.

Is this really okay... Ying Ziliang rarely blushed.