That night, there was a heavy downpour. The raindrops fell on the windowsill rhythmically. It was early October. The sun was shining brightly the day before. Wearing a short-sleeved shirt and turning on the air conditioner, it was so hot that people wanted to squat under the air conditioner. Today, there was a gust of north wind, telling people that winter was coming.
Wei Jing pulled out a pair of long-sleeved trousers from the wardrobe. He was still a little cold after putting them on. After hesitating for a while, he put on a thin jacket.
A small child with short limbs, a childish voice, and a cute Mickey Mouse embroidered on his jacket. He was so adorable that it melted people's hearts.
Compared to Wei Jing, Wei Min was much more unlucky. He didn't expect the weather to change suddenly, so he only brought two sets of summer clothes. Now, he was half lying on the sofa with the heater on. He wasn't cold, but others were hot!
Wei Jing held a cup of warm water in his hand and unzipped his jacket. He glanced at his brother, who looked unhappy, and then looked at his beige knitted sweater and jeans. He turned his head and said, "Wei Min, are you cold?"
"I'm not cold!" He was very comfortable with the heater.
"Since you're not cold, I'll turn off the air conditioner. The teacher said that it's not good for your health to be exposed to the air conditioner all the time." The child said seriously and even asked for Wei Min's opinion. As soon as he finished speaking, he turned off the air conditioner.
Wei Min angrily reached out to grab the remote control and shouted, "I wasn't cold when I was exposed to the air conditioner, but now that you turned it off, I'm cold. Give me back the remote control."
Wei Jing raised his right hand and pushed Wei Min outside with his left hand. He tried his best to stop him. "But we're hot! If you're cold, I can give you my clothes. "
Wei Zhe raised his eyebrows and his expression softened. He was definitely part of the "we".
"No, who wants your dirty clothes!" The child's voice was shrill.
"I'll give you new clothes. I have clothes that I haven't worn before." Wei Jing tried to reason with the child.
"No, no, no!!! Give me back the remote control. "The child glared at Wei Jing and clenched his fists tightly. He looked extremely hateful. Wei Min was a little tyrant at home. Yesterday, he was full of anger. Today's matter was no longer about the air-conditioning. He scolded without thinking, "You little bastard, don't think that you can bully me just because you're living in the main house. My mom said that you'll be kicked out in a few days. Bastard, bastard, bastard …"
Wei Jing was stunned. Even in his previous life, Wei Min had never scolded him so harshly, let alone in front of Wei Zhe.
He subconsciously looked at Wei Zhe. He wasn't expecting him to stand up for him, but … he was just used to it. As long as his brother was around, he would go after him whenever he encountered any difficulties. He didn't know when he had developed this habit.
These words were too unpleasant to hear. It was hard to believe that they came from the mouth of a six-year-old child.
"He's a bastard. What are you? A bastard's younger brother, a little bastard? " Wei Zhe seemed to be smiling, but his smile was faint and cold. It didn't reach his icy eyes at all.
Wei Min was so frightened that he took a few steps back in panic. His lips were trembling. He was only a twelve-year-old boy, but the aura around him was so cold that no one dared to approach him.
Wei Jing was also a little frightened. In fact, deep down, he was a little afraid of his big brother, especially when he was angry.
"Since you don't want to wear it, then let it freeze!" Wei Zhe lifted his eyelids. He said to Wei Xiaojing, who was still sitting on the sofa in a daze, "Come over here and sit with me."
Wei Jing obediently said, "Oh." He didn't dare to disobey his big brother at this time. Otherwise, he would have the illusion that he would be drowned in the mud in the next second.
Wei Min stood alone by the sofa for a long time. His face alternated between green and red. The cool breeze from outside blew in through the gap in the window. It was so cold that the child shivered. He hesitated for a while, but in the end, he didn't dare to disobey the teenager. He couldn't stay here any longer. He stomped his feet and ran back to his room.
"He scolded you? Why didn't you talk back? " Wei Zhe said as he got up and opened the window. The fresh air outside blew away the stuffy atmosphere in the room.
"Oh, this!" The child scratched his head with his small white hands. "I didn't react in time."
After scratching twice, Wei Jing couldn't help but scratch his head again. The wound on his head had already scabbed over. Recently, it had been growing flesh, so it was very itchy.
"Don't move." Wei Zhe walked over and grabbed the child's hand. Seeing that the white bandage wasn't bleeding, his expression became better. "If you scratch yourself, you'll be the one to suffer."
"But it's so uncomfortable," the child said pitifully.
"Bear with it." Wei Zhe let go of his hand. "If I see any blood, you'll have to eat vegetarian for every meal for the next week."
Such a childish and considerate threat came out of his mouth inadvertently. After saying it, the young man was stunned. He didn't know what was wrong with him. He rubbed his chest in annoyance. His mood became bad again.
The teenager walked into the study without a word. His lips were pursed and his eyes were tense.
Wei Jing didn't know what he had done to make his big brother angry. He panicked for a moment, gritted his teeth, and followed after him.
The little child followed closely behind the young man. One was as smart as a porcelain doll, while the other was handsome and imposing. From afar, they looked like a beautiful painting.
The staircase in the Wei family's old house was a beautiful spiral staircase. At this moment, Wei Jing was like a little tail. After a while, he finally mustered up his courage and asked, "Big Brother, are you angry with me?"
"No." Wei Zhe turned his head and looked at him. He put one hand in his pocket and said, "Don't follow me. Go back."
Wei Jing was lying. He was obviously angry, Wei Jing thought silently.
However, he still looked pitiful. "Erm … Big Brother, I'll be very obedient. I'll do whatever you ask me to do. Don't chase me away. I don't want to be alone. "
Wei Zhe hesitated for a while. In the end, he gave in. "Follow me, but don't cause trouble."
Thus, Wei Jing grinned and replied, "Okay."
In the spacious study, the teenager sat on the main seat and read the book in his hand. From time to time, he would take out a pen to write. The Wei family's study was very big and there were many books in it. Wei Jing walked around and finally chose … a comic book to study the composition.
After all, he had already decided what he wanted to do in the future. Of course, he had to work hard now.
It was a short story. It was about an alien who wanted to destroy the earth. He turned into a cat and was pampered by his owner.
From the cat's point of view, he looked at the people in the past — family, love, friendship.
The comic was heartwarming and funny, especially when the little fat orange cat, who was shouting that he wanted to destroy the earth a second ago, was bought over by his master's dried fish in the next second, and began to roll around and act cute without any moral integrity.
Wei Jing couldn't help but laugh. He flipped to the next page. Next to the colorful comic, someone had written a line of words with a pen — "People who can't even stick to their own goals are terrible." The kid blinked and blinked again. This word? Why does it look so familiar?
He couldn't wait to flip to the next page. He didn't even look at the content of the comic.
Sure enough, there were all kinds of children's words at the back, with a childish innocence and persistence. He flipped to the last page of the comic. In the bottom right corner of the white inner cover, there was a line of small, inconspicuous words — "Orange cats lead a comfortable life. I can't become that kind of person, but I suddenly want to raise a cat."
Different from the childish words at the beginning, this line of words had the beginnings of a person's character. He couldn't be more familiar with the words.
The kid looked up and saw the teenager who was immersed in studying.
Brother wants to raise a cat? But he was 26 years old in his previous life, and he didn't see a cat.
Wei Xiaojing, the little pet who was pampered, was very confused.
The kid's gaze was too presumptuous. Wei Zhe couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to. He suddenly looked up and asked, "Why do you keep looking at me?"
Wei Jing was so shocked that a scream almost jumped out of his throat. "I'm … I'm fine."
"What are you looking at?" Wei Zhe's sharp eyes immediately saw the comic book in the kid's hand. His eyebrows twitched, and his heart thumped. He knew that he had stuffed the comic book in the corner. How did the kid find it?
"Nothing." Wei Jing quickly hid the book behind his back, although he didn't know why he did that. He didn't do anything wrong, but he had the illusion that he had been caught red-handed. "It's just an ordinary comic book."
Wei Zhe was speechless.
The kid didn't know that every time he lied, he would say it very badly. His eyes would wander, his voice would be high, his hands and feet would curl into a ball, and he would especially emphasize that it was "ordinary."
"What did you see?" Wei Zhe was in a good mood. When he saw that someone was more nervous than him, he relaxed. "Tell me."
"No … nothing." Wei Jing said.
"Then …" The teenager's fingers tapped on the desk, and his words were somewhat coaxing. "How did you feel after reading it?"
"I want to be a cartoonist like him in the future," Wei Jing said almost instinctively. A cartoonist who could make brother like him must be very good.
I'm asking you about your feelings, not your dreams? Silly kid.
The rain outside the house had started again, and the sound of rain was endless. The lights in the house were not turned on, and the light was a little dim. Wei Zhe's face was half hidden in the shadows, and it was hard to read. After a while, the teenager let out a few muffled chuckles with some joy. "Not bad!"
Wei Jing was so embarrassed that his face turned red.
Wei Zhe continued, "Since you have such good feelings, as your brother, I should help you realize them. Tomorrow, I'll take you to buy some tools. Xiaojing, you have to draw well. Brother will check. "
Wei Jing was speechless.
He seemed to have dug a hole for himself. _ (: з 」 ∠) _
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