What if the object of the gift is a paranoid?

Aunt Liu told Zhang Jincheng, "Auntie Ye and her mother have gone to a faraway place together, and they will not come back until a few years later. Now my brother has no mother, can you help take care of him?"

Zhang Jincheng happily agreed, and after Zhang Jincheng's various requests, his father named his younger brother Zhang Jinlin.

With the company of his younger brother, Zhang Jincheng seemed no longer alone, and Zhang Zeduan did not lose his youngest son as before.

Zhang Jinlin was taken care of by Aunt Liu most of the time, and lived with Aunt Liu in the basement. Zhang Jincheng also told stories to his younger brother every night just like Ye Caixiang told himself.

The two brothers got along very well, but as Zhang Jinlin grew up, he looked more and more like Zhang Zeduan. Every time he saw his face, Zhang Zeduan would think of his wife's appearance before she died, and became more and more indifferent to him.

After Zhang Jincheng entered junior high school, he seldom had time to accompany his younger brother. As Zhang Jinlin grew up, he also began to receive education.

His ability to learn knowledge is very strong, even surpassing his elder brother. The more knowledge he learns, the more he realizes that he and his elder brother are not in the same world at all, and his father regards him as an enemy.

He has to be good enough so that he won't be beaten. Sometimes, even though he has already got full marks in every subject, Dad will still find other reasons to beat himself.

Use the iron ruler to beat him hard on the back, one beat for several hours, until his father is tired from the beating, he has to hold on.

Sometimes when he misses the shot, the ruler will hit the table where Zhang Jinlin is lying on his stomach, and then leave scratches, so the deep and shallow marks on the table are all left at that time.

Zhang Jinlin didn't resist once, as soon as his father opened the drawer, he knew that the endless nightmare was about to start again.

He had to take off his clothes consciously, lie on the table, gritted his teeth and waited for his father to beat him.

Aunt Liu would choose to ignore him every time he was beaten. When Zhang Jinlin was beaten for the first time, she spoke for him once, and then was angered by her father, who slapped her on the face, and then she never Too much talk.

Zhang Jinlin was beaten by his father every day after Zhang Jincheng lived in junior high school, maybe it was to avoid him, but Zhang Jincheng always went home.

Once when he came home from school on Friday, he just opened the door when he saw his younger brother taking off his shirt and lying on the table, his back was beaten to pieces and blood was dripping.

"Dad!" He looked at his father in disbelief, and after seeing the wound on his younger brother's back, he was full of heartache.

The father in his impression has always been very gentle, but he doesn't smile at his younger brother when he sees him.

He also thought that his father just didn't like his younger brother a little bit, but he didn't expect his father to treat his younger brother so cruelly.

The beating stopped abruptly, and the old-fashioned pendulum clock on the wall made a clanging sound, as if announcing the temporary end of this torture.

Zhang Zeduan threw the blood-stained ruler on the ground and turned away.

Zhang Jinlin, who was sweating profusely, breathed a sigh of relief, like a deflated ball, suddenly let go, and collapsed on the table.

"How are you, can you still go?" Zhang Jincheng supported Zhang Jinlin with a distressed face, and carefully helped him to the room in the basement.

Helping him to lie on the bed, looking at him with distressed eyes, tears flowed down involuntarily, "How long has he been like this?"

Zhang Jinlin knew what he meant, but changed the subject on purpose, "Brother, I've been thinking about what it's like to have a mother? Brother, do you know?"

Zhang Jincheng shook his head. He didn't have a deep impression of his mother, but he did have a deep impression of Ye Caixiang. His mother's feelings should be the same as Ye Caixiang's to him.

Every time Zhang Jincheng sees his brother lonely, he feels a little guilty, as if he has taken away his mother's love.

The younger brother has never experienced maternal love since he was born, but he has experienced Ye Caixiang's maternal love...

As soon as he feels guilty, he wants to treat his brother better and make up for him.

I feel that my younger brother has become more and more gloomy as he grows up, and it is difficult to approach him.

Zhang Jincheng asked Aunt Liu for the ointment for the trauma, and he wanted to apply the ointment to his younger brother himself, but Zhang Jinlin had to take the ointment, "I'll do it myself, I usually apply it myself, you go up and do your homework, in case Dad finds out will be angry."

"Lie down and don't move." Zhang Jincheng rarely showed his tough side, but he still said tearfully.

Looking at his weeping face, Zhang Jinlin found it hard to refuse, so he obediently got down and let his brother torment him.

After Zhang Jincheng gave his brother good medicine, Aunt Liu called him from above, so Zhang Jincheng had to hurry up.

Zhang Jinlin usually has no friends because of his cold personality, so he focuses on his studies.

He also likes to study, because he wants to study abroad and stay away from this cruel father. Only when he studies well enough can he have the opportunity to study abroad.

Zhang Jinlin usually likes to read books, and he would save the pocket money his father gave him to buy books to read. When lying on the bed, he had nothing to do, so he found an English book to read.

While watching, Zhang Jinlin suddenly heard footsteps. Zhang Jinlin hurriedly closed the book and stuffed it under the pillow, fearing that his father would become suspicious when he saw it.

The figure at the door was elongated and thinner. The person who came was probably not his father. Seeing his brother appearing at the door, Zhang Jinlin breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Jinlin's hiding did not escape Zhang Jincheng's eyes, he lifted Zhang Jinlin's pillow with a smirk, "What are you peeking at?"

After Zhang Jincheng saw the English on the cover, he was very surprised. He didn't expect his younger brother to be so good. "It's all in English, can you understand it?"

Zhang Jinlin settled down with a few words, "I'll look at the picture above."

"That's great. If you want to improve your English, I can buy you books. Let's go to the bookstore tomorrow afternoon!"

Zhang Jinlin's eyes were obviously full of hope, but soon the bright eyes dimmed again, "I still won't go."

"Is it because you don't have enough pocket money? You don't need to pay for it. My brother will buy it for you. Let's go together. Just treat it as a company for my brother. I came back after a long time."

Zhang Jincheng actually acted like a baby to his father and Aunt Liu. Could it be that only those who are loved and cared for are qualified to act like a baby.

He has never acted like a baby, and he doesn't know who to act like a spoiled child.

He is an older brother, so he would act like a baby to his younger brother?He has already received the love of so many people, the love of his father, the love of Aunt Liu, and the love of his mother. Do you still want his love now?too greedy...

"Okay." Zhang Jinlin responded softly.

At noon the next day, Zhang Jincheng hurried down to look for him, "Go up and try my handicraft."

He grabbed Zhang Jinlin's hand and was about to pull him up. Zhang Jinlin's wound on his back was hurt by him, and he hissed. Zhang Jincheng immediately stopped his movements and apologized to him, "I'm sorry, I was too excited."

Zhang Jinlin quickly caught the key point of Zhang Jincheng's words, "Is Aunt Liu not here?"

"She went back to the country today, and my father didn't come back, so of course I gave the lunch to me."