invisible brother

After get off work, Ji Yan passed a shopping mall and saw a familiar person.

Her appearance has not changed much from ten years ago, she is dressed more fashionable, and there is a pretty girl beside her, who looks intimate...it should be a mother and daughter.

"Little words?"

The noble lady stared at him blankly, but Ji Yan passed her indifferently, from beginning to end—acting as if she recognized the wrong person.

The mother and daughter looked at his slender back, and the daughter asked.

"Mom, what's the matter? You know him?"

The lady did not speak.

When he got home, Ji Yan exhaled the foul breath in his chest, and leaned against the door slumped.

He rubbed the space between his brows, stood up after a while, put the newly purchased ingredients into the refrigerator, glanced at the canned wine on the lower floor out of the corner of his eye—and finally took one out.

While drinking, Ji Yan recalled the past in his mind.

It would be a lie to say I don't care at all.

He used to take that woman very seriously, even if she left, he would not leave the rental house, and kept staring at the closed door with his eyes open, with hope and fear in his heart.

But the door finally opened, and his self-deceiving dream was shattered.

The woman had gone, left him—never returned.

Ji Yan is very grateful to Ji's family, they don't treat him twice like his relatives, he is really disgusted by that hypocrisy.

Ji Yan could feel that they had truly accepted him...

But death also came suddenly.

He didn't have time to repay this kindness.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Ji Yan put down the wine in his hand, the cold liquid choked into some part, and there was a pungent feeling from throat to nasal cavity.

He went to the bathroom to rinse his mouth, and saw his red eye circles, and his eyeballs were also a little red.

Seeing that it was still early, he planned to go to sleep for a while, anyway, Ji Yan will be back late today...

With this in mind, he fell on his bed in a daze and closed his eyes.

When Ji Yan arrived home, the room was pitch black.

"elder brother?"

He turned on the light and heard a slight snore coming from Ji Yan's room.

Ji Yan walked in without turning on the light.

In the darkness, he looked at the handsome silhouette of this man with the light from the living room.

He seemed to be fast asleep.

Ji Yan's eyes flickered a little, and he gently pressed his legs onto the bed - the action of sinking did not wake him up.And that snoring sound seemed to be encouraging Ji Yan to move forward, to get closer...he slept soundly...it's okay...

He pressed his lips tightly to the corner of Ji Yan's.

After a few seconds, he cautiously left, closing the door gently.

It was already midnight when Ji Yan woke up.

The ghost's face seemed a little pale, and he couldn't help asking:

"What's the matter, little Yan?"

Ghost didn't answer, he just looked at Ji Yan.

After a long time, he moved, his cold arms wrapped around Ji Yan's neck, and he pressed his lips——

"kiss Me."

"I want you to kiss me."