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I didn't think about how to face Andre, but fortunately he went straight to rest, entered the bedroom and locked the door behind his back.

Seeing his appearance of refusing to accept people thousands of miles away, my heart was agitated again, and I insisted on knocking on the door for the reason of delivering supper, trying to ask why.

Andre had just taken a shower, his hair was wet, and he changed into pajamas and leaned against the bedside to read a book.He explained politely in French that he wanted to have his own private space, and now that he could take care of himself, he didn't have to be treated like a child.

Like a parent interfering in a child's puberty, I backed out embarrassingly.Although he was wearing the pajamas I picked out myself, he couldn't say "Brother dry your hair for you" when he came to his lips.

I met a nail that was neither soft nor hard, so I had no choice but to turn my head and tell Xiao Wang not to close the door at night, and if Andre had anything, I would respond as soon as possible.

I had trouble falling asleep, and I tossed and turned all night, tossing and turning in bed until the early hours of the morning.Probably because I couldn't let go of the hanging heart, and I was restless, so I was going to get a glass of water to drink.

Just a few steps away, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a person standing in the kitchen.The moon is big tonight, and the lights won't be so dark that it won't scare people.

"Andre?" I forgot for a moment that his Chinese is not good now, and blurted out, "Why don't you sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing here?"

He didn't answer, just stood by the table with his head bowed.I approached Andre and wanted to raise my hand to touch his hair, but I retracted it in mid-air.

He raised his eyes to look at me, and suddenly raised the water glass in his hand in front of me, and I froze for a moment: "Huh?"

Because he can't speak Chinese very well, he directly touched the wall of the cup to his lips, drank a little water, and handed it to me.

"Give it to me?" I saw him nodding, raised his head and drank half a glass, and breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you."

Andre just looked at me quietly, the pale rose-coloured lips were stained with water, making them look charming.

The cold and sweet water relieved the thirst of the lips and tongue, and even the anxiety in the heart seemed to subside.I sat down on the sofa with him, pondered for a moment, and slowly expressed my thoughts.

"The doctor said, you should get in touch with familiar environments more. At that time, I thought that you had lived with me for a long time, which was better than a nursing home, so I decided to pick you up. After a few months, although you have not fully recovered, you have improved. But Now you have to make another plan, after all, you only remember things when you were thirteen or fourteen years old, forcing you to stay in this strange place, surrounded by people you don’t know, may be harmful to your recovery.”

"I know, you are born smart and think a lot, so you don't trust my brother who came out of nowhere. But I won't harm you, Andre, even if everyone is plotting, I won't. You are It's uncomfortable to stay here, I'll find someone reliable to take you back to France, okay?"

Andre didn't answer, wondering if he understood.I didn't mean to make him understand, I was just trying to convince myself.

"We were originally half-way brothers. We didn't grow up together, and we didn't have a deep relationship. It wasn't until you were 20 years old that my mother entrusted me to take care of you, and then tied you and me together. At that time, I thought you were self-willed, and you hated me. Stupid, the relationship is good and bad for a while, noisy all day long, no one is clean."

"A lot of things happened later. You wanted to treat me sincerely, but I couldn't figure it out. I thought it was just a few perfunctory words to disappoint you. Who made you always act coquettishly and foolishly, making me feel that you are a child, Just a few coaxing words."

"In the end, I don't know you at all, and I don't care enough for you. This brother is really... It's better to go back, and it's better not to get involved with me. If you never met me, maybe you can live a smooth life. , it’s not certain that you don’t have to suffer.”

If I hadn't been so extreme back then and hadn't taken revenge on my mother by sleeping with Andre, I might have had a chance to be a good brother.It's a pity that one step was wrong and there was no chance again.

My tone was calm, but my internal organs were in pain, as if a heart had been ripped out: "If you remember it in the future, come back and look for brother. If you can't remember it, forget it."

The moonlight poured into the room like water from the floor-to-ceiling windows, plating a layer of silver on Andre who was sitting beside me.He still has a calm posture, looking beautiful and holy in the moonlight.

I don't know if it was because of talking for a long time, or because of the heart-pounding face in front of me, I just felt thirsty, so I picked up the remaining half glass of water and drank it down in one gulp.

Andre's eyes fell on the empty glass. He kept silent from beginning to end, which made me a little embarrassed: "Do you want to drink? My brother will pour you another glass."

I got up and wanted to go to the kitchen. The moment I stood up, I felt dizzy. Fortunately, I was helped by Andre so that I didn't fall to the ground.The temperature is comfortable at night, but there seems to be a fire burning in the body, the temperature on the face is terribly hot, and even the voice begins to tremble: "I... I'm fine..."

"elder brother?"

Andre's pronunciation of these two words is very accurate, but the ending tone is slightly raised, which reminds me of the days when he was seduced by me when he first arrived, and then mingled with him day and night.

Balls of colorful fireworks exploded in front of my eyes, resisting the drunken dizziness, not wanting to be embarrassed in front of the current Andre.But he just supported me with a half hug and half hug, his face was very close to mine, even the heat in his breath melted together: "Brother?"

I pointed in the direction of the bedroom and motioned for him to help me back.I staggered a few steps, probably seeing that I was really reluctant, and Andre actually hugged me horizontally.I was so embarrassed that I didn't know what to do, and my tongue was numb, so I could only say vaguely: "Call...Xiao, Wang...Qi..."

He carefully placed me on the bed and put his ear close to my mouth.Half of my sanity fell into a light and floating hallucination. I tried my best to keep the other half, and repeated it laboriously, but Andre shook his head with a look of incomprehension.

Did I forget to introduce the nurse's name to him?Didn't he keep Xiao Wang awake at night? Why hasn't he come here yet?Also, why am I suddenly dizzy?

Before the dizzy brain came up with a result, more embarrassing situations followed——

I get an erection.

Very normal.

I got an erection in front of my half-baked younger brother, who was asked to kiss him by the delirious me, and then he kindly helped me out. It was normal for the two of us to hang out and sleep on the same bed all night.

No, I can't convince myself.

This is not fucking normal at all!

With a sullen face, I found several medicine bottles labeled vitamins in the kitchen, and one of them was unscrewed, which was what Andre confessed to adding to the water last night.

He stared at me with those pure and ignorant eyes, and explained in a low voice that he thought it was just pure vitamin B1, and he added it to the cup just because he couldn't sleep last night.He saw me getting up in the middle of the night and wanted to help me improve my insomnia, so he shared this glass of water with me.

A cloud of dark fire was suffocating in my heart, and I couldn't express my thoughts.After all, the person who put all kinds of drugs indiscriminately was the willful person in the past, and now he doesn't remember doing such a thing at all.

Andre sat next to me with his knees hugged, his eyelashes drooping, and an unspeakable loneliness lingered around him.The mottled marks left by the removal of tattoos imprinted on the fair skin like a scarred puppy.

Why are you so angry if you didn't make it to the last step anyway?He also drank that glass of water, not fully sane, and because he wanted to make me feel better.Besides, I was also wrong. I treated him as the former Andre, said a lot of nonsense, and even kissed him.

I sighed and patted Andre's head.He turned his body away, sulking, and refused to let me touch him. After a while, he looked back at me, no longer the inaccessibility of yesterday, and actually showed a trace of grievance and anger.He stumbled and said in Chinese: "Obviously it's you, you say you like it first, then I..."

In the middle of speaking, Andre turned his head away again, and resumed his expressionless, indifferent and dignified posture, except for a faint blush on his cheeks, which was especially attractive.I remembered that the doctor said that he only remembered things when he was thirteen or fourteen years old, which can be understood as mentally still a teenager.

No matter how coquettish and obsessive he was in front of me before, he has always firmly occupied the status of being able to do a job with ease. I have never seen such a jerky and cute appearance.

My heart seemed to stop beating, and I couldn't help but wonder: Can I really make up my mind to send him away?