Ruise Qingguang

When I was sixteen years old, I followed my mother into the Guan family's luxurious mansion, which was so empty and heart-stoppingly empty. Apart from the servants, only the door on the second floor, which is always closed, reveals the existence of the real owner of the house - Guan Yanqing. When we first met him, his eyes were as cold as ice, and he was in a fierce confrontation with his father. It also instantly froze the breath of an "outsider" like me. He was my stepbrother, eight years older than me, and the silent master of the house. I am cautious and just want to be a transparent person, but he will quietly leave a warm light for me to return home in the silent night. An unexpected encounter allowed us to guard a dusty art secret together in the studio left by his mother. When I sincerely exclaimed, "Brother, your mother is amazing," his glacier-like face melted for me for the first time. Those sketches recording his figure became the most precious imprint of my growth when I was eighteen years old. He held my chin with his fingertips with the unique sternness and concern of an elder brother, and reminded in a deep voice: "Guan Rui, remember, I am your brother." This sense of responsibility with distance was the most solid support in my confused youth. On my twentieth birthday, I held the sparkling wine he sent me tightly and stood at the intersection called "Happiness". His running breathing came from the other end of the phone, and his voice penetrated the night, carrying an unquestionable promise: "Rirui, don't be afraid, come with me, and we will face the future together." This is not a taboo sinking, but a growth story of a young man who searches for himself in a cold and wealthy family, draws strength from complex family relationships, and finally breaks down the barriers with his stepbrother who was once like an iceberg and pursues his own life direction together.