Yan Rui has auditory processing disorder, and the world is a mess of noise.
He was misunderstood, isolated, and treated as a weirdo.
Later, I got used to silence and lived like a shadow.
Until Yan Wenxun appeared.
The brother who reorganized the family, the young CEO, was gentle and decent. When they met for the first time, he knelt down in front of him, looked into his eyes, and said word by word: "From now on, this is your home."
Yan Rui heard that sentence clearly.
First.
Later, he hid these words, along with a shady thought, not asking for anything, not showing it, just sticking to his duty as a good little brother, and planning to live like this for the rest of his life.
Until that night.
Yan Wenxun was drugged while socializing, so he went to pick him up. The elder brother tugged at his sleeves and said in a hoarse voice: "Take me home."
He couldn't hold it back that night.
The next day, Yan Wenxun woke up and said nothing. Don't ask, don't get angry, don't give me a look, just start going out early and coming back late, and start hiding.
Yan Rui waited, from late night to early morning, from anticipation to feeling cold.
He finally understood that his love was the voice that his brother least wanted to hear.
Then don't wait.
In the past, Yan Rui was just the quiet moss in the corner.
Yan Rui now is like a shadow hanging around him.
You lock the door and the key appears in his hand.
You hid in the company to work overtime, and he was standing in the streetlight downstairs.
You wake up in the middle of the night, and there is a shadow under the crack of the door, motionless and silent.
You knew he was there, but you didn't dare to open the door.
"Brother." He opened the door, facing the light, "You said before that you would come to my house, and here I am."
"You want to leave now?"
He tilted his head.
"I couldn't hear a lot of what you said, but when you said 'go away', I heard it very clearly."
"I just don't want to hear it."
"You came to my house. You said this, and I took it seriously. So, you don't want me to be homeless now, right?"
Paranoid and withdrawn attack × Gentleness escapes from straight men
Intention: In the incomprehensible noise of the world, love is the only clear echo.