for love

During class, Xie Zhishu originally wanted to be in the back row, but Jiashu gave him a stern look, and he shivered and sat obediently next to him.

These two people are often together recently, and those who don't know at first think that Xie Zhishu is just a toy brought by Xie Jiashu for fun, and at most it's just a follower.But since Xie Jiashu had repaired those five people for Xie Zhishu last time, no one felt that he was just an insignificant person.

Very special, at least for Xie Jiashu.

The kind-hearted students poked their heads to look at them before class, Xie Jiashu slammed the book in his hand on the table: "What are you looking at, and watch your eyes carefully!"

Sticking out his tongue and lowering his head, it's better not to provoke this little devil.

"Why did you two go there just now?" Xie Jiashu flipped through the textbook a little irritably, squinting at Xie Zhishu secretly, a little childish and clumsy.

After three or four seconds, Xie Zhishu looked up at him belatedly: "Ah...no, nothing..."

"Nothing?" Xie Jiashu snorted.

"That's right..." Although he felt guilty but still didn't want to say it, Xie Zhishu pretended to read a book and lowered his head to stop looking at him.

Xie Jiashu suddenly felt that he was ridiculous, why did he care so much.Obviously he is the person I hate, but why are my eyes always looking at him recently, and my eyes are always circling around him.

It's so annoying, this feeling.But he couldn't restrain himself.

Seeing that He Yi was turning his head to this side to say something after class, Xie Jiashu muttered something in a low voice, and pulled Xie Zhishu away.

"Is there still class today?"

"Gone……"

"Then let's go." Xie Jiashu waved to Duan Ziyan who was calling him behind him, "I'll go back first."

"Hey, hey, what's wrong with Jiashu." Duan Ziyan looked at Xie Jiashu's back, almost sticking his hands to Xia Rongcheng's body to cover his mouth and nose and asked.

Xia Hongcheng frowned and said nothing.On the contrary, He Yi smiled inscrutablely: "He is about to get serious."

Xie Zhishu never thought that one day he would be able to go shopping with Xie Jiashu.

Pushing a shopping cart in the supermarket, watching Xie Jiashu looking around like a child, and turning back to ask him if he wants to buy something nice, Xie Zhishu immediately forgot about being scolded just a few hours ago.

Now they are like a real family.Whether it's a brother or something else, his love for Xie Jiashu made him persistently want to have this level of warmth with him.

"Don't you like to eat snacks? Do you want to buy one of everything?" Xie Jiashu turned around with potato chips in his hand and asked.

Naoki's face was slightly red.

In the past, Xie Jiashu would only say that he was greedy with a disgusted expression, but now he seemed to have forgotten how much he hated him, and his eyes were so clear that it was ridiculous.

Feeling warm in his heart, Xie Zhishu felt that his eyes were a little wet, and nodded with a smile.

Xie Jiashu looked at him in a daze, as if thinking of something, suddenly frowned, his face darkened instantly, and he didn't speak again.

The little tenderness that was finally obtained disappeared again, Xie Zhishu sensitively felt that Xie Jiashu was in a bad mood, and bit his lip wondering what he did wrong again.

He is so clumsy, many times Xie Jiashu's overtures will disappear instantly because of his smile or a word.What he longed for was always taken back quickly, not because Xie Jiashu was cruel, but because he was too stupid to please him.

He is not worthy of Xie Jiashu's good for him.

How can Xie Jiashu look up to me who has no merits all over his body.

It was too silent in the crowded and noisy supermarket, and the atmosphere was so dignified that people passing by couldn't help but look at them more.

Seeing that Xie Jiashu's fists were clenched tightly and about to explode, Xie Zhishu walked up to him bravely, pushing the shopping cart with one hand, and stretching out his brother's fingers with the other to hold him.

"..." Xie Jiashu looked at him, and suddenly turned his head away, not letting the other party see his flushed face.

Xie Jiashu didn't shake off his hand, but inserted his fingers between his fingers, interlocking them firmly.

The flattered Xie Zhishu felt as if something was burning in the palm of his hand, and the palm of his hand was full of sweat.

It seemed that all the sensitive nerves in the whole body were concentrated in the palm of his hand, and there was nothing in his mind, only one cognition remained——Family Tree was holding his hand.

It's not that they haven't done more intimate things, they even hugged intimately, but Xie Zhishu felt that this moment was the happiest.

The happiness he wants is actually very simple.It's just that it's happiness.

As long as he doesn't attack him, as long as he can admit him... holding each other's hands like now, until there is no distance between hearts... But these are too extravagant for Xie Zhishu.

Xie Jiashu's tenderness is fleeting, he knows that everything will disappear soon, but he still can't help himself to sink into Xie Jiashu's occasional tenderness, and then he is hurt even more deeply.

This is the fate of Xie Zhishu.

He is destined to be planted in the hands of this biological brother, to be loved and liked, these are all fantasies.Occasionally, he would like his own dream, but the gap between reality and dream is too big, and the sense of loss in his heart is even heavier.

Such tenderness was like a poppy to him.

Even something too beautiful can be poisonous, and Xie Jiashu is his poison.The poison that made it impossible for him to escape from the fate of being hurt for the rest of his life.

"Family tree..."

"what?"

"..." Xie Zhishu looked at his younger brother's gentle eyes, was silent for a long time, and finally shook his head.

He really wanted to ask, what was between them...

Sometimes it is like an enemy, sometimes it is like a relative, even if it is only for a moment.For Xie Jiashu, what on earth is he...his?

The bursts of temperature from the crossed hands seemed not as hot as before. Xie Zhishu's drooping eyelids meekly covered his sad eyes.

Sometimes, even if Xie Jiashu made him feel warm, he...couldn't bear it.