The acting school is white and black (Su Chilie) x calm, self-possessed and gentle (Lin Chaoxu)
(Lin Chaoxu's first chant!)
I have two younger brothers, the younger one is called Su Chilie and the older one is called Wen Yushu.
They have very different personalities, one is timid and tolerant, the other is perverse and violent.
The mistakes of my father's generation made Wen Yushu regard Su Chilie as his enemy, and I was adopted by the head of the Wen family and became a driftwood to balance the two brothers.
I hate the uncertain Wen Yushu, and I love Su Chilie who is spurned by his relatives.
The Wen family regarded Su Chilie, who had been withdrawn since childhood, as mentally ill, so the head of the Wen family made me a playmate to treat Su Chilie.
But in my eyes, there is no difference between Xiaolie and other children. But if I really want to say the difference between Xiaolie and others, it is probably that Xiaolie is cuter than other children.
Wen Yushu, who hated Xiaolie, asked me to destroy all the good things in Xiaolie's life with my own hands and let him grow up amidst my unprovoked insults. He even installed "eyes" in my apartment to monitor me.
Of course I don't want to, but I'm just driftwood.
In order to prevent Xiaolie from drowning in the water, I could only do it obediently.
Xiaolie grew up with abuse, and finally got rid of me and went abroad when he became an adult. Until we met again, I was prepared to be questioned. I closed my eyes when I was drunk and determined that as long as it was not death, I would not resist any kind of revenge.
Facing the unknown, I hoped that my guilt could be shattered by Xiaolie, but he did nothing. He just covered me with a thin quilt, leaned over slightly, and kissed the dry corners of my lips one step ahead of the silent moonlight.
I just felt a roar in my ears and forgot to think, is this his revenge?
There is indeed a problem with my education, but there must also be a big problem with his crooked growth!
Faced with my angry rebuke, he just curled his lips slightly and said pointedly: "Brother, why did you push me away? There are only you and me here, there is no... Third person."
The noise in my ears was muted, and the "eyes" in the apartment turned red.
My piece of driftwood eventually broke.
Concept: We can be family members even if we are not related by blood