People outside said that the second young master of the Lin family was a mad dog who was not well-raised.
Cruel, cruel, disowning his relatives, and never showing mercy.
At this moment, this crazy critic who has made half of the circle fearful,
He was sitting obediently on the edge of the sofa, with his eyes lowered and his fingertips holding his brother's sleeves.
"Brother..."
The voice was low, without any outward anger, leaving only a little softness of grievance.
The elder brother raised his eyes and glanced at him lightly: "Are you making trouble again?"
The younger brother immediately buried his head lower, like a large dog that had made a mistake and was caught.
The voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible: "They said you."
"I'm not making a fuss."
"I just... Don't want others to talk about you."
The brother was silent for a moment, then reached out and gently rubbed his hair.
The next second, the person who was dejected just now,
Immediately his eyes lit up and he leaned closer to the person.
The tips of his ears revealed a little bit of joy that couldn't be hidden.
Outsiders only know that he is crazy,
Only my brother knows,
This mad dog only knew one master from his birth.
Being fierce is real, being good is also real.
Purpose: To explore the boundaries between love and possession, restraint and madness, as well as the multi-faceted nature of human nature in extreme environments.