Bro, Do You Still Remember Me?

[Obsessive Protection + Rekindled Love + Mutual Salvation]

The first time Yan Qiu met Yan Chuanyun, the other boy was still a thin, frail teenager in a faded school uniform, standing at the orphanage gate. Clutching Yan Qiu’s sleeve timidly, he softly called him “big brother.” Yan Qiu had just come of age and was working while studying, yet he still took this sudden “little brother” back to his rented room and used his meager income to support them both. He taught him to write, stood up for him against school bullies, and gave him their only quilt on cold nights, believing this bond would last a lifetime.

But when Yan Chuanyun was eighteen, he suddenly disappeared. No goodbye, no explanation. He vanished as if he had never existed, taking all the warmth from Yan Qiu’s life with him. Yan Qiu searched for him like a madman, running from one end of the city to the other. In the end, all he found in their empty old home was a chipped jade safety charm he had once given him. Time pushed him forward, and years later Yan Qiu became a moderately well-known illustrator. He grew gentle yet distant, but always hid the blurred silhouette of a boy in his drawings, along with the unspoken question: “Why?”

Three years later, at a business reception, someone stopped Yan Qiu. The man wore a tailored suit and stood tall. The boyish innocence had left his features, replaced by a sharp, commanding edge. He handed Yan Qiu a glass of champagne, his low voice carrying a familiarity impossible to mistake. “Mr. Yan, long time no see.” Yan Qiu looked up and met a pair of deep eyes. It was Yan Chuanyun. Now a rising star in tech, he had amassed a fortune worth billions and stood at the top of the pyramid, yet when he looked