Forbidden color

In the evening, Chen Guangyue called to express condolences. He had been restless since he returned home. Wen Sitian was obviously not very happy under his care. Could it be that he frightened a glass-hearted child because of his cruelty?

At that time, Wen Sitian cried so much that the world turned pale, and he looked like he had been ravaged somehow, he had to explain it clearly to Wen Sirin, otherwise Wen Sirin would have to eat him raw.

But fortunately, Wen Sitian sounded normal again on the phone, and even comforted himself in turn, he still felt guilty in his heart, and promised repeatedly that he would approve the papers for the make-up exam for the teacher, so that Wen Sitian would not hang up again. Wen Silin snatched it away and accused him of cheating with Wen Sitian.

"I, I, I really didn't do anything. If you don't believe me, ask Tiantian, he cried himself..." Chen Guangyue explained nervously. He was sure that Wen Sirin was pretending to be kind in front of Wen Sitian. In seconds, he would yell at himself.

Unexpectedly, Wen Silin didn't swear, he spoke softly and tiredly, like an old father who begged him to come and accompany Wen Sitian tomorrow.

Chen Guangyue was a little hesitant. Tomorrow Monday, he was going to hold a meeting for the students, and besides, he made Wen Sitian cry. Although he felt that it was not his fault, he still felt uncomfortable. He said carefully: "...do you think Do you feel... something is wrong with Tiantian?"

He heard a slow sigh, and Wen Sirin said in a heavy voice, "I want to take him to the hospital, but I don't have time." He paused for a moment, and continued, "Just tomorrow, I'll go to the company to see if he can do it." Can't ask for a long vacation, if it's really not possible... just resign first."

"Ah? Old Yang just introduced Professor Huang's doctoral student for you, and you turned around and resigned. Isn't it a bit unkind?" Chen Guangyue was surprised, "Are you still planning to guard your brother 24 hours a day?"

"...he's a year away from graduating, and I can't just leave him here by himself."

"But... I think it's a pity that you don't have a Ph. D...."

"I applied for an extension, but I didn't tell Tian Tian that he's under too much pressure now..." Wen Sirin said, "and I'm too busy with work, I don't have time to take care of him at all."

Chen Guangyue had seen Wen Sirin burnt at both ends. He was writing a thesis some time ago and ran around school, company, and home. It was a miracle of life that he didn't die suddenly, so he promised him to come over after the meeting.

"...You promise me that if he cries again, you can't blame me!" Chen Guangyue was still in fear, and he wanted to promise in advance.

"..."

Wen Sitian is playing a game that Wen Silin just invented.

He picked up a strawberry daifu with long wooden chopsticks and put it on the head of the bed. Wen Sitian lay there and did sit-ups. If he succeeded, he could take a bite of the daifu and force Wen Sitian to exercise.

He has always been an honest and upright person. Although Wen Sirin went to the study to make a phone call, he did not break his promise. He was doing sit-ups very seriously and with difficulty. When Wen Sirin came back from the call, Dafu was only bitten open. mouth, Wen Sitian lay on the bed and rubbed his belly.

Wen Sirin couldn't help laughing, went over to hug him and rubbed him, took down the crippled big blessing and fed it to him.

"I'll go to the company tomorrow and ask Chen Guangyue to accompany you, okay?"

"No need..." Wen Sitian exercised for a while, and the cells in his body came alive. While chewing, he said inarticulately, "Go to work, I can do it myself, I will wait for you to come back while reading." Try to look as normal as possible.

Wen Sirin looked at him quietly, and said with a smile: "Don't read the book, didn't your brother Guangyue tell you to cheat for you?"

"...I don't cheat..." Wen Sitian was slightly annoyed, thinking that Chen Guangyue had insulted his intelligence and character.

"...Tian Tian." Wen Sirin hesitated for a long time, held his icy fingers, and said softly, "Do you like Singapore?"

Wen Sitian thought for a while and said, "I don't know what Singapore looks like. I only see lions with fish scales."

"You can choose a country you like and prepare slowly. At worst, we will go out and learn the language." He stared into Wen Sitian's eyes, and his tone was so serious that he pleaded, "Brother is very good, you can apply for any school, I I can go with you wherever you want."

"Anywhere?" Wen Sitian murmured, he thought for a long time, but couldn't think of a satisfactory answer.

He wants to look at Wen Sirin freely, wants to show his love without fear, wants to be treated kindly, where is there such a place?He thought of his garden with overgrown flowers and plants and Wen Yongdong who was sleeping under the tree. It might be running around in a place free of worries, screaming how longing for them.

"It's my fault that I didn't fulfill my promise this time." Wen Silin's tone was like a calm stream, flowing from the creek in the valley when he was young, calling Wen Sitian back, "For many years in the future, we will be together Together, study, work, travel, eat, drink, sleep... like before, okay?"

Of course it is.

Wen Sitian thought to himself, my brother won't think that he is terminally ill and dying, right?He said all his favorite words sincerely, as if he was afraid that he would never hear them again.

He is willing to believe every word of Wen Sirin, and knows that he has never deliberately tried to deceive himself.

He really is the best brother in the world.

"Don't keep treating me like a child..." Wen Sitian tried his best to pull himself together, and gave him a comforting hug, "I'm not afraid of seeing a doctor. When you were not around, I took good care of myself before, and I didn't want to test with you." Did you go to the same university?"

"Hmm..." Wen Silin squeezed out a little voice, he always said that he loved him and wanted to take care of him, but the most pitiful time for Wen Sitian was when he was with him.

Worse than when he was alone.

The phone vibrated, and Yan Qing's name was displayed on it. Wen Sirin hesitated for a moment, and pressed it quickly. Wen Sitian didn't speak, and turned to look in the bedside table to pick out tonight's bedtime reading.

The phone in Wen Silin's hand vibrated unrelentingly, so he had no choice but to say to Wen Sitian: "I have to go to work tomorrow, so I ask Chen Guangyue to come and accompany you. You go to bed first."

Wen Sitian smiled quietly and nodded, his eyes were sparkling, full of heart-wrenching heartfelt affection, making it impossible for people to see the misery hidden underneath.

He went to the balcony. The last time Wen Sitian ran around secretly by himself, he threw Yan Qing, who had broken an arm, in the messy apartment in shock. He didn't remember it until the next day. Yan Qing was just plain. He quickly replied two messages, saying that he had gone to the hospital and everything was fine.

This time I called in the middle of the night, could something be wrong?Wen Sirin answered the phone, but did not turn upside down as he had imagined. He asked a few words, Yan Qing's voice was not as calm and leisurely as usual, maybe it was the dead of night, with a bit of fragility.

"...I'm having a nightmare, Wen Sirin, I'm a little..." He trembled slightly at the end of the sentence, "I'm a little scared."

Wen Silin sighed inwardly, he had hardly seen Yan Qing when he showed weakness, it seemed that the rough posture of usury cast a lot of shadow on him.

"Don't worry, the hotel is a public place after all, and the police station has also registered it. What are you going to do next? Is there any news about your uncle?"

Yan Qing didn't answer his questions. He didn't know what he was thinking. Hearing the unclear breathing sound on the phone, he suddenly said: "I regret it."

Wen Sirin was taken aback: "What do you regret?"

"...I regret that I pretended to be noble."

Wen Sirin frowned, not knowing what Yan Qing was going to say.

"Do you remember? We went hiking in Kashmir and pitched a tent in the camping area at night. The wind was so loud that I didn't fall asleep all night. I really wanted to wake you up and talk to me, but..." Yan Qing whispered, " I always feel that the love that I actively seek is not true enough, and I can't lower my head."

"..." Wen Sirin didn't expect that Yan Qing would suddenly bring out the old things and flog the corpse. Yan Qing was two years older than him, with a reserved and stable personality.

"When I suddenly said that I was going to Germany, my father raped me. They couldn't accept that I like men, you know? I would like to be with you wherever you go, but I want you to go with me, but you always don't like me. Willing. At that time, I was very proud and arrogant, and I didn’t want to expose the difficulties to persecute you, and I just didn’t understand why my boyfriend always wanted his younger brother to be in front of me? Why was he willing to do it for his younger brother? Never willing to do things for me?" Yan Qing said in one breath, as if he was afraid of losing his courage, and finally smiled bitterly, "I don't have to compete with your family, I'm just unwilling, I want to gamble once, Without mixing other reasons, we only talk about love, is it enough for you to choose me...Wen Sirin, what are you..." He couldn't continue, his voice was hoarse in his throat.

Wen Sirin didn't know what happened to Yan Qing tonight, he never realized Yan Qing's real thoughts, even in the quarrel before they broke up, he never revealed it.

"You should tell me about your parents... But Yan Qing, I have explained to you many times, Tian Tian has been physically ill since he was a child..."

Wen Sirin was interrupted by Yan Qing, who couldn't stand it and said: "I know! He is not in good health, his personality is too soft, he can't be cold, hot, sweet, bitter, worry, or suffer. You can only grow up if you hold it in the palm of your hand, I can almost memorize it! Are you the only one who has a younger brother in the whole world? How can you be such a brother?"

Wen Sirin squeezed the phone tightly and was speechless. He had never been questioned about the way he treated Wen Sitian. Only after hearing the description of them from the third person did he realize how weird it was in the eyes of others.

Or maybe, this was originally his own self-deceiving rhetoric.

"...Sorry, I said the wrong thing." Yan Qing realized his gaffe and calmed down temporarily.

There was an embarrassing silence between the two, and after a long while, Yan Qing said again: "I never let go of admitting that I was weak, jealous, and needed company..." His voice gradually choked up, "Why...you don't even Hug me once like hugging your younger brother...I keep telling myself that you are such a person, independent, strong, and tenacious, so you don't understand other people's weakness, but you clearly understand...you clearly know how to cry You have to coax when you are running, and you have to chase when you run away..."

Wen Sirin listened quietly, accepted Yan Qing's condemnation, and said in a deep voice: "Sorry, I... never thought of it before." He said in a deep voice, "Yan Qing, I'm sorry, I treated you badly."

Yan Qing smiled sadly: "My parents are afraid that I will not change my nature and don't care about my work. They came to Germany to watch me study. I want to contact you, but it is difficult to find a chance." He sighed, "I In the past, I held my breath and refused to say, and wanted you to follow me with your own will, but you always had countless reasons, all of which were related to your brother, and I couldn't tell the difference in the end. Strong, still want to leave my excuse..."

Perhaps it was the long-term pressure that finally made him let go of the pride that he refused to bow his head for a while. Yan Qing's trembling voice came from the other end of the phone: "I regret it, Wen Sirin, my studies and family are all in jeopardy, and my father is sick. I can't get out of bed, and there are a group of debt collectors behind me. My hands hurt, I'm tired, and I've suffered. Is it enough for you to feel sorry for me once? Can you... Are you still willing..." He took a deep breath Tone, steadying the voice that was about to collapse, "...Chen Guangyue said, you haven't looked for anyone else, have you?"

"Yan Qing..."

"I don't want to be brave and say that everything is fine, not because I want you to help me, but...I just want you to help me...I miss you..." Yan Qing choked up, "Si Lin, I love you so much you……"

That was the first time he heard Yan Qing cry after they had known each other for many years.