In the splendid hall, there were neatly dressed servants, a serious father, and … a big brother who looked at him coldly as if he was a cockroach. All of this made little Wei Jing panic. He couldn't help but take a step back and timidly hide behind his mother.
"Mom, are we going to live here from now on?"
"You can be with Dad every day from now on. Xiaojing, are you happy?"
The woman in her thirties had taken good care of herself and looked like a college student who had just entered society. There was a touch of sadness between her charming and delicate eyebrows, which made people want to reach out and smooth it out.
"Yes … yes." Wei Xiaojing gently pursed his lips and revealed a careful and joyful smile.
From now on, he also had parents and would not be laughed at by the children in kindergarten. Although … although he knew that his father was busy with work and often couldn't come home, and he shouldn't complain, it was really good that they could always be together in the future.
"Xiaojing, can you go and say hello to your brother?" Zhuo Shiyao pulled the child who was hiding behind her out and spoke softly, but there was no expression on her face.
Wei Jing was confused at this time. He didn't know how to "read people's expressions" and didn't understand that his big brother didn't welcome him at this time. He smiled and said in a sweet and clear voice, "Hello, big brother. My name is Wei Jing. I'm six years old this year."
Wei Zhe, who was only twelve years old at the time, already knew how to hide his emotions.
He was neither friendly nor showed any disgust. He just looked at the child who only reached his waist and said indifferently, "Hello, I'm Wei Zhe."
Wei Jing secretly felt that … this big brother didn't seem to welcome him.
He became nervous all of a sudden and stuttered as he spoke. He was like a little rabbit that had seen a big tiger and was frightened. Wei Jing raised his head and secretly glanced at his father, whom he respected and feared at the same time. When he saw that his father didn't even look at him, he silently took a few steps back and hid behind his mother again.
Dinner was Wei He's favorite Western food. The four of them sat at the same table in silence.
Wei Jing was young and couldn't exert any strength. He couldn't control the hand holding the cutlery well. The silver knife and fork hit the porcelain plate and made an ear-piercing sound, which attracted the other people's gazes to often fall on them.
"Do you need my help?" Zhuo Shiyao asked.
"No need, Mom, I'm full." Wei Jing put down his cutlery with a smile. The warm yellow light shone on his face, and his long and curly eyelashes left a small shadow on his lower eyelid.
"Aren't you going to eat more?" Zhuo Shiyao looked at the untouched steak and frowned. Wasn't his appetite a little too small?
"Then … I'll have some soup." Wei Jing picked up the spoon and placed the cream of mushroom soup in front of him. In that case, he wouldn't make a sound that would make everyone unhappy!
He was so hungry, but he couldn't cause trouble for his parents. They would hate him. He had to always … always be a good boy. That was the only way everyone would like him.
After dinner, Wei Jing was given a room in the Wei family's old mansion.
"Can I live next to Mom?"
"Isn't the second floor good? It's convenient to go upstairs. The room faces the sun and the air is good, "Zhuo Shiyao asked in confusion.
But … Mom, Dad, and Big Brother all live on the third floor! Why did they leave me alone on the second floor? Wei Jing didn't ask this question. He sat on the big, soft bed and watched his mother disappear around the corner.
The sour, weak tears spread uncontrollably in his eyes.
No, he couldn't cry.
He wiped his tears and encouraged himself. It didn't matter if he didn't live on the same floor! He could live with Dad and the others in the future anyway.
Wei Jing obediently went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and take a shower. He climbed onto his bed. The clean and tidy sheets carried the smell of the sun after being exposed to the sun. The child subconsciously rubbed against them, and with the worry and joy of coming to a new environment, he fell asleep.
The next morning, after breakfast, Wei Jing and Wei Zhe were the only two people left in the Wei family's old mansion.
Wei Jing wanted to please his older brother, whom he had never met before, but he didn't know where to start. In the end, he sat on the sofa like a little dummy and stared at Wei Zhe with a worried expression.
Wei Zhe: "…"
In Wei Zhe's eyes, Wei Jing was just one of his father's illegitimate children, whom he hated.
Moreover, this illegitimate child's mother was exceptionally resourceful. She was able to stay in the Wei family's old mansion, and her child was a strong competitor and enemy. He couldn't let his guard down.
After some time, under Wei Zhe's vigilant gaze, Wei Jing asked foolishly, "Big Brother, didn't you go to class today? Mum said that I have to move to a different kindergarten because I'm moving. Big Brother, do you have to move too? "
"A home tutor will come and give me lessons later," replied Wei Zhe coldly.
"What?" The child's eyes widened in disbelief. "Big Brother, do you need extra lessons?"
In Wei Jing's eyes, a home tutor would only happen if the child was very bad at his studies and was very disobedient. This was what they meant by … telling the parents.
Wei Zhe: "Huh?"
Why did it feel like something was wrong? And what was with this little rascal's gaze?
Wei Jing's imagination was running wild, so he couldn't help showing some pity on his face. He thought for a while before he used his mother's words to teach him. "I think we should study hard and not cause trouble for Mum and Dad."
Wei Zhe: "…"
So there was indeed something wrong, right?
"I … I … just …"
Wei Zhe's gaze was too frightening. The young Wei Xiaojing couldn't withstand it at all. He trembled with fear and couldn't bring himself to say the rest of his words.
Their days at the Wei family's old mansion weren't much different from before. If he really had to compare, Wei Jing missed the days when he lived with his mother in the small villa. At least there weren't as many rules as there were now, and he didn't have an older brother who hated him.
Children were actually very sensitive to other people's thoughts. Wei Jing had interacted with Wei Zhe several times, but he had always been snubbed. Later on, he didn't want to be with this ice- cold older brother of his.
Also … also, at this time, he understood the ridiculous things he said the next day when he came over.
The one who had truly caused trouble … was him alone.
During that time, Zhuo Shiyao went out more and more frequently. Almost every time Wei He went out, she would follow closely behind him. Wei Jing was about to start primary school, so he took a break from school and played at home until September.
For a long time, Wei Jing didn't know what to do in the huge Wei family's old mansion.
He could only obediently stay in his room or take a walk in the garden. He didn't have any playmates or elders. He was like an invisible person who quietly stayed in a small corner. His presence was almost non-existent.
Then, Zhuo Shiyao died in a car accident.
Everything was a mess.
Wei Jing was in a daze and didn't know what to do. He didn't even see his mother's body.
When he came to his senses, his mother had passed away, his father was hostile, and his older brother was cold. He hid alone in the room on the far right of the second floor. He was even afraid to go out. He was afraid that he would bump into Wei He and meet his gaze, which was as if he was looking at trash.
He didn't understand. It had only been a few short months. How did everything change?
He only dared to hide in his room and sob softly. His voice was soft and weak, like a newborn kitten. It was tender and pitiful.
Time passed bit by bit. In this year, the relationship between Wei Jing and Wei Zhe improved. Although Wei Zhe still ignored him, he didn't stare at him coldly anymore. Occasionally, when he was in a good mood, he would even talk to him.
Wei Jing didn't understand the opportunity for change, but he was very happy.
In the second grade, a few days before National Day, Wei Jing was scared by a classmate. He fell down the stairs and injured his head.
On National Day, his father came home, which was rare, and brought back a cute little boy. He said that the boy was his younger brother. His name was Wei Min.
Wei Jing was very happy to see Wei Min. He thought that his little brother was so cute. He was so soft and small. He wanted to hold him in his arms and take a look. Moreover … his little brother talked to him obediently. His room was also opposite his. Maybe they could whisper to each other at night.
That day, Wei Jing, whose head was wrapped in gauze, was pleasantly surprised and happy to see Wei Min.
However, what greeted him was undisguised childish and vicious words. "You must be the bastard that my mother talked about! My mother said that you will be kicked out of the Wei family soon. In the future, my mother and I will move in. "
"Huh?"
Wei Jing tilted his head. He was young and didn't really understand what a bastard meant. He only knew that it was definitely not a good word.
"Why … why would I be kicked out?" He panicked and said anxiously, "My father and big brother are here? This is my home … I … I … "
"Because you are stupid and a bastard!" Wei Min raised his small face and said disdainfully, "I heard that you didn't even get first place in the exam. You are really stupid."
In the eyes of students, grades didn't represent everything, but they definitely represented a person's great value.
Because of these words, Wei Jing was depressed for the next few days. He was timid and cowardly in front of Wei He. He looked extremely cowardly and cowardly. Wei Min became even more intelligent and quick-witted, which won Wei He's favor.
On the last day of National Day, Wei Jing was bullied by Wei Min again. In the middle of the night, he hid under his blanket and wiped his tears. He cried and cried until he fell asleep. When he woke up again, he was extremely thirsty. He turned on the lights and walked down the corridor with a glass of water.
After drinking a bellyful of water, he felt a little better.
When he was awake, the grievance slowly climbed up from the bottom of his feet.
Wei Jing didn't understand why his father, who had always been gentle to him, suddenly became so cold.
Was it because his mother had passed away?
"Who is there?" This was the scene that Wei Zhe saw when he came down to get a glass of water. The small child hugged his knees and curled up on the sofa like a small furry ball. He was pitiful and cute. Was this Wei Min? No! No! With Wei Min's personality, he wouldn't do such a thing. Then … it must be that silly little fool.
"Wei Jing," he said.
"Big … Big Brother." Wei Jing raised his head. His eyes were red, and there was a layer of mist in his eyes. His fair and tender face was full of tears.
"Why are you crying?" Perhaps it was because this person no longer had the right to compete with him, but Wei Zhe didn't have the initial vigilance towards Wei Jing and naturally relaxed.
Wei Jing shrank back and said, "I'm not crying."
Wei Zhe raised his eyebrows and had a playful look on his face. It was as if he was saying, "Do you think I'm stupid?"
When one was sad, one's heart would soften when there was someone by their side, and they would involuntarily want to act coquettishly.
"Big Brother, do you think I'm really stupid? But I don't want to be like this. I've been working hard. Why … Why … "Don't you like me?
The child was like a rabbit. He kicked his legs and threw himself into Wei Zhe's arms. He cried loudly, and his tears and snot were all over Wei Zhe's gray pajamas.
Wei Zhe was dumbfounded. "…"
After some time, the person in his arms seemed to be tired from crying. His voice was hoarse, and his body was twitching. Every sob was like a needle piercing the tip of Wei Zhe's heart, causing him to tremble.
Wei Zhe tentatively patted the child's back and comforted him stiffly. "Don't cry, don't cry …"
He carried Wei Jing in his arms and walked back to his room. He was so obsessed that he hugged the crying child and slept the whole night.
After that, he thought that Wei Jing and Wei He weren't related by blood. He was a 'younger brother' who had no competition. Moreover, he was honest and stupid. He didn't know how to fight back when he was bullied by Wei Min. In that case … it wouldn't be a problem for Wei Zhe to raise him.
He would treat him as a pet and play with him when he had nothing to do. It would be a form of entertainment.
From that day onwards, Wei Jing was surprised to find that his relationship with Wei Zhe had improved by leaps and bounds. It was out of control.
Wei Jing was speechless. Could it be that Big Brother liked weak little brothers?
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