Wei Zhe's troubled period was over. He was in a good mood and fed his younger brother every day, kissing, hugging, and lifting him up high.
Wei Jing started to feel troubled again. Whenever he thought about Wei Zhe finding a wife that he could share his life with, he would feel a lump in his throat and a sour feeling in his heart. With the mentality that one day was one day less, the young boy was unusually obedient during this period of time. He was like a little tail that stuck to the young man's back.
Wei Zhe naturally enjoyed this. He enjoyed Wei Jing's childish possessiveness. Even if it was just brotherly love, it didn't matter.
The two of them, one willing to hit and the other willing to receive, couldn't be more harmonious.
A few days later, Wei Jing received a notice from the school that he would be going to the neighboring S City to participate in the youth oil painting competition. He reluctantly bid farewell to his elder brother and boarded the train to the neighboring city under the guidance of his teacher.
Assistant Xu couldn't help but sigh when he saw this. "Boss, you and Little Boss are really close."
Wei Zhe glanced at the man indifferently and looked at him with a look that said, "Aren't you spouting nonsense?" He said reservedly, "Of course."
Assistant Xu was speechless.
It was his fault. It was his fault.
The venue for the finals was a large exhibition stage. The organizers would provide the paints, canvases, and other materials. There would be a television station that would film some scenes. After editing, it would be broadcast on the Central Children's Channel next week.
In order to ensure that the students were in peak condition, the school specially allowed them to arrive a day earlier.
The accommodation was booked in advance at an express hotel. There were a total of three rooms.
Wei Jing and Le Cheng stayed together. The two male teachers who were in charge of taking care of them stayed together. Xia Susu stayed alone in a single room.
That night, the two teachers took the three of them to a nearby hotel for a good meal. They also showed extra concern for Wei Jing and reminded him not to have stage fright. Even if there were cameras, he shouldn't be afraid. He should say whatever he wanted to say and smile if he really couldn't.
Wei Jing entered the finals with good results in second place. Since he was young, the television station would definitely come over to interview him.
Wei Jing's mind was filled with thoughts of his eldest brother, so he was not paying attention to the teacher's words. He kept nodding his head, but no one knew if he had heard the teacher clearly.
The two teachers only thought that he was shy, so they patted the young boy's shoulder encouragingly and said, "Good luck." Then they changed the topic and stopped pressuring him.
After eating and drinking, the five of them took a taxi back to the hotel.
Because Wei Jing was thinking about something, his steps slowed down. When Le Cheng, who lived with him, saw this, his steps unconsciously slowed down as well.
"Have you heard? One of the judges this year has just reached adulthood. " Le Cheng muttered in a low voice, "He seems to be a disciple of some master, the one who is famous for his ink painting."
Wei Jing blinked. "Master Xu Jiahui?"
"Yes! That's him. " Le Cheng racked his brains for a long time but still couldn't figure it out. He turned to look at Wei Jing curiously. "You've heard of him? But that's right. After all, he's a master who's in the limelight right now … "
"Wait, what did you just say? There's a very young judge? He's Master Xu's disciple? "Wei Jing asked.
"Yes." Le Cheng nodded. He saw Wei Jing's excited expression and said, "Although that person is young, he has real talent. I've seen his paintings. They're very … spiritual, so don't worry too much. In two years, you'll definitely be able to achieve this."
Le Cheng thought that Wei Jing was upset, so he comforted him.
Wei Jing laughed and shook his head. He was speechless. "What are you thinking?" He rubbed his nose and said embarrassedly, "I didn't tell you before, but the master who taught me since I was young is Master Xu. If I'm not wrong, that person, he … should be my senior brother."
Le Cheng was dumbfounded.
He looked at the young boy's slightly upturned cat eyes, his dark curly eyelashes that were like crow's feathers, and the innocent expression on his delicate face … His hands inexplicably itched.
"Why didn't you tell us before?" Le Cheng complained. Although he knew that his complaint was unreasonable, he couldn't help it.
"Sorry." Wei Jing glanced at Le Cheng helplessly and said in a low voice, "I can't just say that I'm Master Xu's disciple. Isn't that weird? It's like … showing off, isn't it? "
"Alright! I forgive you. "Le Cheng pursed his thin lips and smiled faintly. His facial features looked soft because of it.
The two talked as they went back to their room. It was a clean and tidy double room with a complete set of facilities. Wei Jing took advantage of the time when Le Cheng went to take a shower to take out his phone and call his big brother.
"Big Brother." Wei Jing looked out the window. The night was dark and the crescent moon hung in the sky, dotted with stars. There was a deep dependence in his eyes that he didn't even realize. "I miss you so much."
"I miss you too." The other side chuckled and said, "I want to hug you and kiss you."
Wei Jing blushed when he heard these simple words. Even his voice softened. "Big Brother."
"I'm here."
"Big Brother, wait for me to come back with a good ranking and buy you a present." He hadn't touched a drop of alcohol. Perhaps the night was too beautiful, but Wei Jing was already tipsy. His brain turned into a pile of paste. He had a lot to say, but he couldn't say anything.
This was his big brother, and he could only be his big brother.
Wei Jing felt that he was so bad. He actually thought so much because of a few simple words. If his big brother knew, he would definitely hate this perverted version of himself!
Wei Jing's mood suddenly fell. He didn't know how to pretend. The disappointment and depression in his words could be guessed by the person on the other end of the line even though they were separated by a long cable.
"What's wrong? Who made my little prince unhappy? "
The man's voice was as gentle as ever, as if he wanted to drown in it. Wei Jing was used to this kind of big brother. He couldn't even remember how calm, indifferent, and high and mighty his big brother looked like. But … no matter what, it was still fascinating.
Wei Jing's hand gripped the phone tightly. He hid his ridiculous emotions and lied. "No! It's just that it's too late and I'm a little sleepy. "
The other end was silent for a while, as if he believed him. "Okay, go and rest! See you tomorrow. "
"See you tomorrow."
Wei Jing didn't react until the phone call ended. He mumbled, "I can't go back until the day after tomorrow!"
The next day.
The warm sunlight shone on the curtains, and a few scattered rays of light shone into the room through the gaps between the thick curtains.
The little boy's entire body shrank into the clean and flawless quilt, only revealing half of his delicate little face. After a while, he woke up from his sleep and reached out to rub his eyes. Wei Jing gave a big yawn, and tears flashed in his eyes.
When he got out of bed and washed up, he pushed Le Cheng next to him. "Senior, get up. The teacher said to gather in the hall at seven o 'clock."
"Okay! Right away. Five more minutes of sleep. "
Wei Jing walked into the bathroom and thought absentmindedly as he brushed his teeth. Senior Le Cheng looked mature and steady, but he didn't expect him to be someone who liked to laze in bed!
When the two of them were done, there were only three minutes left to seven o 'clock.
Wei Jing couldn't help but say as he took the elevator, "We were almost late."
Le Cheng touched his nose embarrassedly and smiled. "The bed here is too hard. I couldn't fall asleep last night. I'm sorry!"
While the two of them were talking, the elevator stopped on the first floor.
Then … Wei Jing saw someone he didn't expect to see.
"Big … Big Brother?" The little boy's beautiful eyes widened, and his mouth opened slightly. "Why are you here?"
"I'm here to see you." Wei Zhe put down the newspaper in his hand and said casually, "I'm also here to cheer you on."
The breakfast provided by the hotel was a buffet. When Wei Jing sat down next to his big brother, his mind was still blank. After a while, he recovered and said in a trembling voice, "Big Brother, you didn't come here because of what I said yesterday, did you?"
Wei Zhe reached out and peeled a white and tender egg for the boy. After stuffing the egg into the boy's plate, he said, "I told you yesterday that I'll see you tomorrow!"
Wei Jing was delighted when he heard this. His mouth and stomach were filled with sweetness. Even the egg yolk, which he usually didn't like to eat, tasted delicious.
Wei Jing couldn't help but smile when he thought about how his big brother had rushed all the way from B City to S City overnight for him. His big brother actually cared about him so much. He cared about him more than he did in his previous life. How wonderful!
He must listen to his big brother obediently in the future. If his big brother asked him to go east, he would never go west. As long as it was for his big brother, he was willing to do anything.
As Wei Jing thought of this, he subconsciously said it out loud.
Wei Zhe raised his eyebrows when he heard it. His long and narrow eyes fixed on the little boy in front of him. He smiled meaningfully with a natural and irresistible charm. "Don't worry. I'll definitely ask you to do something in the future. When that time comes, you're not allowed to refuse."
The man's gaze was hot and there was something in it that Wei Jing couldn't understand.
Wei Jing's hair stood on end when he was stared at. His little body trembled. What was this feeling of being stared at by a wild beast? Did he say something wrong?
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