Rong Lan took a deep breath and felt a little dazed. He didn't want to admit it very much, but at this moment, he was a little moved by what Chu Xingzhou said.

He turned everyone away from him, which does not mean that he did not feel lonely. In fact, when he thought that he might have to spend the next few decades like this, he felt that nothing could support him. He had neither the motivation to live nor the reason to die. That hopeless feeling was simply boring. Last night was the most talked about in so many years. When he was completely addicted to his past memories, it seemed that he was still the Rong Lan who was busy with work and career, with flesh and blood, success, frustration, family and friends, and not the current wise ruler who had nothing except strong abilities. Like most people in the world, he wanted to go back to the past and back to that peaceful and stable era of civilization. He knew that he could not go back, so Chu Xingzhou, the person who could help him recall that era was so important.

He suddenly had the urge to try it, and wanted to try it... What Chu Xingzhou said, having dinner with him, chatting with him, and reminiscing about the past, accompanying him to the places he wanted to go, will such a life give him some long-lost happiness? Now that he has almost forgotten what happiness is, he suddenly yearns for that emotion again.

Seeing that Rong Lan's expression was obviously loose, Chu Xingzhou was not only ecstatic, but he didn't dare to show any of it on the surface, but he still hugged him and apologized pitifully, "Brother, I miss you so much in the past few years. Every time I see you, I really want to talk to you, but you always want to drive me out... I feel very lonely like you, I don't know who to talk to, and no one can communicate with you. Sometimes I suddenly find that I can't remember many things from the past, and I feel very scared in my heart, afraid that one day I will forget what I used to be."

This was just as he was talking into Rong Lan's heart. He also felt such fear from time to time. He was really afraid that if this continued, one day he would erase his existence for more than 20 years from his memory. He couldn't help but murmur: "I... can't remember many things."

"So we often chat and can help each other remember each other." Chu Xingzhou rubbed his chin against Rong Lan's shoulder, "Brother, I remember what you like to eat, watch, and play with those things, I will try my best to deliver them to you."

Rong Lan turned her head and looked at Chu Xingzhou in a daze for two seconds. Suddenly, she seemed to be awake, and a hint of embarrassment flashed across her face. He pushed Chu Xingzhou away and said concealedly: "Let's talk about it."

Chu Xingzhou happily gave him the cold medicine, then diligently brought warm water to his mouth and fed him to drink it.

Rong Lan suddenly didn't know how to face Chu Xingzhou. Before his fever subsided, he lay back on the bed and was dizzy to continue sleeping.

Chu Xingzhou touched his forehead, "It's not that hot anymore, you'll be well soon."

Rong Lan closed her eyes.

"Brother." Chu Xingzhou shouted softly.

"Yes." Rong Lan also agreed in a low voice.

"Let's go back to Shanghai."

Rong Lan suddenly opened his eyes.

Chu Xingzhou said sadly: "I have been back twice. I know you have been back, but we haven't found anyone. After all, it's been four years, and we both have more or less prepared for this result. However, I still want to go back with you and see our original home, company, and school, what do you think?"

Rong Lan nodded and sighed, "Okay."

Chu Xingzhou smiled faintly, possessed Rong Lan's forehead and kissed him, "Go to sleep."

Rong Lan turned his head uneasy.

The newly developed medicine was very effective. Rong Lan's fever subsided the next day. In order to prevent him from catching a cold, Chu Xingzhou also swallowed two pills. At night, he squeezed into the bed while Rong Lan was asleep, but he was not infected.

After he recovered from his illness, his mind became much more awake. Rong Lan was a little embarrassed when he thought about what had happened in the past two days. He took a shower and changed his clothes. When he walked out of the bathroom, he found that Chu Xingzhou was still staying in his room and had no intention of leaving. Rong Lan couldn't help it, "Aren't you going back yet?"

Chu Xingzhou smiled and said, "Brother, can I move here to live? The conditions of the hotel I am staying in are much the same as here, so I feel uncomfortable."

Rong Lan frowned, "When will you stay in Wuhan? Why don't you feel uncomfortable? Why don't you go home?"

Chu Xingzhou said with a shameless face: "If you don't want to go back, it doesn't matter whether I go back or not. The reconstruction work there is a person who is responsible for the brain evolution."

"Then you can't stay here forever," Rong Lan said bluntly.

"Didn't we agree to go back to Shanghai together?"

Rong Lan was stunned for a moment, as if he was hesitating. He agreed with some regrets. After he recovered from the illness, he felt regret and embarrassed when he recalled what he said to Chu Xingzhou.

Chu Xingzhou came over, "Brother, you won't forget it after only one day."

"I haven't forgotten." Rong Lan thought for a while, "Let's talk about it later."

"Why does it take a while? It will be even more inconvenient to go out when the weather is cold. You are just as idle as me now. What's the point of waiting for?"

"I still have..."

"You're fine at all." Chu Xingzhou grabbed his arm, looked straight into his eyes, and said sadly: "You still hope that I will get out of here quickly, right? You regret saying so much to me, and agreeing to go home with me, right?"

Rong Lan was silent.

Chu Xingzhou gritted his teeth, "I won't leave, I'll stay here until you have 'time'."

Rong Lan looked at his rogue appearance, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. Chu Xingzhou's expression reminded Rong Lan of his childhood. If he couldn't play with him because of studying or something, he would be so foolish until he took the time to accompany him. More than ten years have passed in a flash, and his younger brother who tolerated and caring everywhere has grown into a man who makes him feel fear. Time flies so fast that he can't keep up. He sighed, "Then go."

Chu Xingzhou raised his head happily, "Really?"

"It only takes a few dozen minutes for me to go back and forth, so it's okay to go and have a look."

"It's great. We'll prepare something and we'll set off tomorrow."

"Um."

"Then can I live here tonight?" Chu Xingzhou looked at him earnestly.

Rong Lan said calmly: "Let the butler prepare a guest room for you."

Chu Xingzhou smiled and looked happy.

In the evening, when Rong Lan went to the restaurant for dinner, she found that Chu Xingzhou was the only one waiting for him in the restaurant. The table was filled with exquisite meals, and the portions were very small, but everything was carefully prepared, which made people feel happy just by looking at it.

Chu Xingzhou smiled gentlemanly, "Brother, I made everything myself today, and everything is what you like to eat."

Rong Lan walked over and said, "You don't have to make these, you eat the same thing."

"You weren't like this before. You were so picky. If the food was not suitable for you, you would rather be hungry than eat."

"Do you think people who have experienced the end of the world still care whether the food is delicious?" He used to be as Chu Xingzhou said, very picky about food, but in the half year after he broke up with Chu Xingzhou, he spent a primitive life, and sometimes even swallowed fresh meat with blood, all for the sake of living, and it was no longer possible to be picky about food.

Chu Xingzhou smiled and said, "I will give you all the good things I can find in the future, and you can continue to pick them."

Rong Lan whispered: "Is it meaningful for you to do these?"

Chu Xingzhou's smile froze, but immediately said firmly: "Yes, I just want to be nice to you. I have this ability, but no one can care about and please. Isn't it a waste?"

Rong Lan's hand under the dining table unconsciously clenched into a fist, "It's a waste to use it on me."

Chu Xingzhou said softly: "It's not a waste. Everything I do for you is what I want to do and I enjoy it. You can never respond, and it doesn't prevent me from being kind to you."

Rong Lan lowered her head, not wanting to look at Chu Xingzhou's affectionate eyes again.

"Brother, let's have a meal. Look at these dishes. Are they all your favorites? I remember correctly at all."

Rong Lan looked at the delicious food on the table, and it was indeed cooked according to his own taste. He couldn't see Chu Xingzhou's intentions. He watched Chu Xingzhou approaching him step by step and defeating the defense line in his heart, but he felt powerless. Maybe he had been lonely for too long. He had been longing for someone to accompany him in his heart. The longer this desire was suppressed, the stronger it would explode. He couldn't control it even if he wanted to.

The two talked about old things and tasted delicious food and wine. Time flew quickly, and Rong Lan almost forgot that eating was once a kind of enjoyment, and Chu Xingzhou brought him back to memory.

Rong Lan was half drunk and was helped by Chu Xingzhou to the sofa. Today is the fifteenth day, and the moon is round and bright. The two of them sat in front of the window, admiring the bright moon outside the window. No one said a word for a long time. Such a quiet and beautiful time has long been better than thousands of words.

Chu Xingzhou approached Rong Lan little by little, and finally stood shoulder to shoulder with Rong Lan, with his arms against his arms. Although Rong Lan felt his small movement, he was too lazy to move. He had not admired the moon for a long time, but he did not expect it to be so beautiful... No matter how earth-shaking changes happened on the earth, this small planet that will always be with the earth has never left. What kind of companionship in the world can last forever.

Chu Xingzhou suddenly grabbed Rong Lan's hand gently, put it on his lips and kissed him. Rong Lan was stunned and subconsciously wanted to pull his hand back, but Chu Xingzhou grabbed it tightly. He leaned his head on Rong Lan's shoulder, rubbed it gently, and whispered: "I'll go home tomorrow."

Rong Lan couldn't help but smile on her slightly red face.

The author has something to say: I like writing about them quite a bit. I like brothers very much, even pseudo brothers are very much~
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