Yuanchuan High School

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My eldest brother, Yan Wenyou was tending flowers and plants in the corridor.

"Brother..." Yan Wenyi was taken aback, "Why, why are you here."

Yan Wenyou glanced at him indifferently, Yan Wenyi met his gaze, bowed his head, he knew why his brother was here.

"Come to my room, I have something to tell you."

Still can't escape.

Yan Wenyi responded, "Oh."

The young man pursed his lips tightly. Although he tried his best to restrain himself, his pale complexion still revealed his nervousness. His brother's footsteps were very steady, and Yan Wenyi didn't dare to pull back, and followed him up the stairs upright.

Only at this time, he was no different from all his peers, and he felt uneasy about being reprimanded, a child who got into trouble and was afraid of being punished.

Yan Wenyou's room is very simple, with a cold gray style throughout. There are beds, tables and chairs, cabinets, sofas, a door that separates the two rooms, and bookshelves that are crammed full. Other than that, Yan Wenyi didn't see anything. And it was clean, without any extra decorations. It was completely different from his messy room, cold and unforgiving, just like Yan Wenyou's whole person.

Yan Wenyi often wondered if he was overtrained in the army, or why he lived like an ascetic for so many years.

He hesitated for a while, and sat on the recliner behind a bed, with his back straight, sitting upright honestly, and said in a weak tone: "Brother."

Yan Wenyou said, "Did you sit down?"

Yan Wenyi got up immediately.

After the elder brother finished speaking, he stopped looking at him. Yan Wenyi felt guilty in his heart. He wanted to hold a book and pretend to relax, but the bookshelf was next to his elder brother.

He thought for a while, but didn't move.

Yan Wenyi understood his brother's temperament, he stood obediently in his place with a correct posture.

Except for the first glance when he entered the room, Yan Wenyou ignored his younger brother and focused on processing the documents in his hand.

All of a sudden, I could only hear the sporadic sounds of the mouse buttons, Yan Wenyi stabbed his back, and didn't dare to move around, so he could only observe his brother secretly, his heart was beating loudly, and he wanted to dig a hole right away—whatever , he really didn't want to face Yan Wenyou.

His elder brother has been very mature since he was a child, and his whole body is filled with an aura of calmness and self-prestige. He is cold and indifferent. Yan Wenyi has always felt that it is a pity that he has such a beautiful face for nothing, but he seems to be owed 80 by others all day long. Ten thousand.

Among the three children of the Yan family, the most promising, and was frequently praised by Yan's father, the child who is better than blue is his elder brother.

Yan Wenyou went to school abroad since he was a child, and he was always at the top when he was a student. He was completely different from Yan Wenyi who was doing nothing. His mother's room still had the gold medal he won in international competitions.

After finishing his studies, Yan's father sent him to the army. Yan's father was a veteran himself. He valued his son very much, so he let him join the army to hone his character.

After Yan Wenyou came back, he started to take over the family business. It was really difficult for a fledgling young man to parachute into such a deep profit field, but Yan's father didn't help him. Yan Wenyi still remembered that he could not see his brother at home for several months in a row , Up to now, Yan Wenyou has taken over half of the company, and has no plans to relax at all.

His elder brother is what most parents call "other people's children."

Graduated from a prestigious school, with excellent academic qualifications, outstanding, hardworking himself, capable of doing everything in his studies and careers, compared to Yan Wenyou's younger siblings who are too incompetent.

At home, Yan Wenyi was most afraid of this brother.

"Want to come back?"

After finishing the work in hand, Yan Wenyou spoke lightly.

"Uh... um." Yan Wenyi's legs were almost numb. After standing there for at least an hour, he didn't dare to lose any arrogance in his heart. "The grades are about to come out, and I have to go to school in a few days."

"Did you do well in the exam?" Yan Wenyou asked, "Can you pass the A-major cut-off?"

"it should be OK."

The older brother glanced at him.

Yan Wenyi shut up.

University A is a Chinese-foreign university jointly run by Yuanchuan, and it ranks high in the country. Yan Wenyi’s grades are not top-notch. It is inevitable that he will be far away from home if he wants to choose a school. OK

If it's my brother, I definitely don't need others to worry about it.

Yan Wenyi stared blankly at the torn threads on the carpet.

His parents had worked hard to train him for a long time, but they gave up later.

Father Yan arranged a good school for him, put him in the middle school he had studied in, pointed out his future path for him, and put a lot of effort into him, even so, Yan Wenyi was still reluctant.

"Where did you go?" My brother asked, "I've been outside for so long."

"I didn't go anywhere..." Yan Wenyi said, "It's in Yuanchuan."

The elder brother collected all the documents and stood on the table abruptly. The mahogany table was hit with a sudden bang.

Yan Wenyi was startled for a moment, touched his nose, and added: "There is also Yunzhou."

It's over, he thought, all this is known, he's still fighting in the corner.

Yan Wenyi's eyelashes trembled nervously, waiting for his next sentence, Yan Wenyou sighed softly.

"How is your foot?" Yan Wenyou tapped his fingers on the table, "Is the injury on your foot healed?"

Sure enough, I know.

"Yeah." Yan Wenyi said in a muffled voice, "It still hurts a little."

"Is it the pain from the wound or the pain from standing for a long time?"

Yan Wenyi stopped talking.

"Try to be clever." Brother frowned, "It should make you remember."

"Sit down."

Yan Wenyi felt relieved, Yan Wenyou's willingness to say this meant that he had passed this level, and when he got to his parents, his brother would speak for him.

He is still soft-hearted.

"Fang Jiashu called me, and he told me about your injury."

Yan Wenyi cursed in his heart, Fang Jiashu made an appointment with him not to tell his brother, but he made a good promise with him on the surface, and then turned around and sold him out.

"I was going to pick you up—"

"Don't!" Yan Wenyi cut off suddenly, "Don't come pick me up!" His voice was loud.

My brother froze for a moment.

"No, I..." Yan Wenyi didn't expect it himself, he didn't know how to answer the conversation, so he didn't make a sound for a long time.

"I..." Yan Wenyi lowered his hand, curled his fingers, and repeated palely: "Don't come to pick me up."

Yan Wenyi looked at his brother with complicated emotions.

He once complained about his elder brother, Yan Wenyou is too good, he is so good, they are still brothers, this kind of invisible oppression penetrates into his life all the time, from school to family, from grades to living habits, all aspects.

When I was a child, every time the final exam was announced, Yan Wenyi was terrified.

After he grew up, Yan's father stopped beating him, he would only sigh silently, and his mother looked at him with sad eyes while holding Yan Wenyi's report card.

Every time at this time, Yan Wenyi felt suffocated.

It's better to reprimand him like you did when you were a child, scolding him for not being motivated and not being active in learning. At that time, my brother would stand in front of my father, and then my sister would sneak into the room with him in the chaos. Yan Wenyi would cry and laugh, and my sister would Hug him and pat him on the back.

It's not like this - he stood silently in front of his parents, Yan Wenyou was obviously not there, but his presence filled the house all the time.

Even so, despite this, Yan Wenyi still loves this brother very much. When he was still very young, the family's business hadn't stabilized, and his parents were away all year round. His brother had to take care of the company and his younger siblings.

When he was sick and had a fever, it was Yan Wenyou who sat on his bedside to take care of him and feed him medicine.

Yan Wenyou had accumulated a lot of prestige in his heart. After that period of immature and reckless years passed, Yan Wenyi always had complicated feelings when facing him, being close and resisting.

He didn't want Yan Wenyou to pick him up, he felt that he would always be a child in front of his brother.

What's more, he was still together with Li.

Li Cou... Yan Wenyi swallowed, Li Cou.

He remembered the conversation he had with Li Cou that night. What kind of eyes did Li Cou look at him when he was at school?

Yan Wenyi looked at his brother.

He never paid attention.

Yan Wenyou closed his eyes, paused for a while, "Yes."

Fortunately, my brother didn't intend to pursue him, "Yan Wenyi." My brother called his name.

"Yes." Yan Wenyi immediately responded, and immediately stood up, extremely upright.

"I don't care what your plans are in the future. In the past few days, you will stay at home safely, solve your school problems, and spend more time with your parents. You can't find you when you run outside except at school." , it’s all right now, it’s not a problem to stay with you for a few more days, okay?”

"Okay." Yan Wenyi nodded hastily, he knew that this brother was unwilling to embarrass him.

My brother watched him for a long time, and it wasn't until Yan Wenyi felt uneasy that he slowly said: "You have grown up and have your own ideas."

Yan Wenyi was startled.

The elder brother smiled slightly, shook his head, and finally closed his eyes, "I still have something to do, you can go back and rest."

"Brother..." Yan Wenyi hesitated.

"go out."

24. Privacy

"go out."

Yan Wenyi didn't dare to stay longer, and left the room disheartened.

He leaned against the door, staring at the hanging tree-shaped chandelier in a daze.

Yan Wenyi didn't know what his brother's last sentence meant.That sentence was talking about him, but it didn't seem like it was talking to him.

He doesn't understand.

The elder brother asked him to go back to rest, Yan Wen Yichu hurried back to the room, and saw the sky outside the window, what time is it?

The sky is stained with a heavy gray, just like the ink splashed by a sharp brush, the setting sun melts gold, splitting the two ends of the sky with completely different colors, and it is far from the time to rest.

The boy is leaning on the terrace, looking down aimlessly. There is a small linden tree planted in the garden. Among the leaves of the forest, the rough trunk reveals the