What if the object of the gift is a paranoid?

Zhang Jinlin looked at his brother with a proud face, and really didn't know where his self-confidence, a brother who didn't touch Yang Chunshui, came from.

He looked down and found that his brother's left index finger was cut. He frowned, and immediately put his index finger in his mouth. Seeing Zhang Jincheng looking at him blankly, Zhang Jinlin was a little embarrassed.

Immediately took out Zhang Jincheng's finger, obviously he was indifferent to being beaten to death, but panicked because of a blood line in Zhang Jincheng's finger, really...

"If you think I'm dirty, you can go up and wash it."

Zhang Jincheng shook his head again and again, smiled gently and patted his younger brother's head, "No, I'm very happy, so you still care about me, and you will be so nervous when you see me hurt, I thought you would hate brother and never want to talk to him again I'm gone."

Zhang Jinlin was at a loss for words, he opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it.

How could I ignore you... I only have you alone...

Zhang Jinlin took out a band-aid and put it on Zhang Jincheng carefully, with gentle movements, for fear of hurting him.

Zhang Jincheng made beef ramen, and his hands were cut when he cut the beef.

Zhang Jinlin looked at the bowl of ramen, and the appearance was okay, "I can cook more dishes than you. In the future, if this happens, just call me."

"You ungrateful brat, this is brother's big meal of love!" Zhang Jincheng picked up the chopsticks with a resentful expression and began to pick up the noodles and began to murmur.

Only then did Zhang Jinlin realize that he didn't divide the plates, and asked lightly, "Are you going to eat like this?"

"That's how it tastes." Zhang Jincheng shamelessly made excuses for his laziness.

Obviously that was against the rules, but Zhang Jinlin wanted to let himself go once in a while, picked up the noodles on the plate with his chopsticks, and leaned over to chat with him.

The two happened to be on the same side, and they looked at each other. Zhang Jinlin was about to bite off, but before that, Zhang Jinlin teased him and said, "You can't bite off. Biting off means that our relationship will be broken. If you want to cut it off?" Break our blood relationship?"

Faced with Zhang Jincheng's naive statement, Zhang Jinlin wanted to complain, but he couldn't tear down his brother's platform, so he pretended to cater to him, "What should I do?"

"Repetitive, whoever is repetitious."

So the two of them started to compare each other because of a handful of noodles, and tried their best to babble into their mouths. Seeing that Zhang Jinlin was about to babble, Zhang Jincheng got anxious and took a sharp breath, but he choked in his throat and coughed beside him.

Zhang Jinlin patted him on the back to cheer him up, and poured water for him to drink. He felt that his brother became more like a child as he grew older.

After eating lunch like a war, Zhang Jinlin was responsible for washing the dishes. Zhang Jincheng was going to roll up his sleeves to help, but Zhang Jinlin pushed him to the side of the sofa and sat down, "You are injured, you can't get wet, just sit down. "

So Zhang Jincheng had no choice but to compromise, tidy up the dishes, wash the dishes and pots, and the two of them set off for the bookstore together.

Zhang Jinlin thought that he and his brother were the only ones visiting the bookstore together, but he didn't expect to find several people standing at the door of the bookstore after arriving at the destination.

They were chatting, but when they saw Zhang Jincheng appearing, they smiled and waved to him, "Jincheng, come quickly!"

There were three men in that group, one was fat, one was thin, one was wearing glasses, none of them looked as good-looking as his brother, and there was another girl, wearing a floral dress with slightly curly hair, very artistic, who was with him Like the elder brother's mother seen in the studio, gentle and beautiful.

She called Zhang Jincheng's name affectionately, and since Zhang Jincheng appeared, it seemed that he was the only one in her eyes.

Zhang Jinlin could tell that she must be interested in her brother.

"This is you, your younger brother! You look so shy." She smiled subtly, and unconsciously approached Zhang Jincheng. Zhang Jinlin took in the whole scene, and his expression became more and more gloomy.

When they came to the bookstore, Zhang Jincheng went to buy drinks with a few boys, leaving only the girl and Zhang Jinlin sitting at the table in the bookstore.

The girl had a shy face and was still immersed in endless reveries about Zhang Jincheng, but she always felt an extremely sharp gaze cast on her.

She looked up and found that Zhang Jinlin was looking at her and opened her mouth to say something, but she didn't hear clearly, it seemed that when she saw Zhang Jincheng before, he was also saying something to her, but she didn't pay attention at that time.

"what are you saying?"

She leaned closer to the other party, as if trying to hear what he said, and she heard two words clearly, "Bitch."

She stared at the gloomy young man in front of her with wide eyes in disbelief, and suddenly felt creepy. This was obviously just a child, but she felt that there was a demon living in the other's body.

She watched helplessly as Zhang Jinlin picked up the pen she put on the table, opened the cover casually, and stabbed her arm with the sharp tip, as if she didn't feel any pain.

She watched his every move in amazement, but the other party grinned and gave her a terrifying smile. Seeing that the arm was bleeding, she rushed over and grabbed the pen to stop him.

Zhang Jinlin hooked the corners of his lips in triumph. When Zhang Jincheng came back with a drink, he saw his younger brother whose arm was covered in blood, and Xiaoya was holding a bloody pen in his hand.

When she saw Zhang Jincheng came back, she hurried up and handed the pen in front of him, "Jincheng, your brother scolded me just now, and even tied his own hand."

He ignored the drink in Zhang Jincheng's hand and ran straight to his younger brother, looked at his brother with distress, and asked Xiaoya sharply, "You did it..."

"How could it be..." Xiaoya had an unbelievable expression on her face, she didn't know why Jin Cheng, who was always gentle, didn't believe what she said at this moment.

Zhang Jincheng looked at her angrily, "Although my younger brother doesn't like to get along with others very much, no one will hurt himself for no reason. You just said that he scolded you. Didn't you just stab him when you were angry? "

"I didn't!" Xiaoya was angry and impatient, but no matter how she explained, Zhang Jincheng was unwilling to believe her, and even looked at her with disgust, and several male students next to him also helped Zhang Jinlin speak.

"Xiaoya, you are too much, even if Jincheng's younger brother doesn't like you, you can't hurt anyone! You still have the pen in your hand, so you still want to lie to us? You are too disappointing."

Zhang Jinlin didn't speak the whole time, just had a gloomy face, all the blame was so logically pushed onto Xiaoya.

Xiaoya felt that she had been wronged extremely, so she ran away crying.

Zhang Jincheng was not worried about her condition at all. After bidding farewell to a few friends, he hurriedly took Zhang Jinlin to the hospital.