Two words are enough to make Chang Shisan excited!
And, deeply stimulated!
So, a thoughtless sentence came out subconsciously——
Chang Shisan: "Why start a family?"
Shaoan blinked quickly: "Well...if we have a family, why not?"
Chang Shisan stroked his nose with his fingers: "...Xue'er mentioned it to you?"
Shaoan: "No. But as long as I bring it up, she will definitely agree."
In the eyes of this elder brother, Shaoan is just a silly little brother. Although he hopes that he will find the one he loves as soon as possible, it is really hard to accept that he suddenly wants to start a family.
Chang Shisan nodded: "Just think about it. My brother will take care of it for you and you will be satisfied."
Shaoan shook his head: "Brother Thirteen, this time, I want to do it by myself. In the past, you worried about everything for me. In fact, I should have matured a long time ago."
This sentence caught Chang Shisan's ears. For some reason, his heart suddenly felt sour. He couldn't explain it. He seemed to be disappointed?
When the bird grows up, it will eventually fly away.
After getting married, Shaoan is no longer just his silly brother. He will become Xueer's husband, a head of the family, and then a father... With more and more concerns, accordingly
, the care given to Chang Shisan will naturally become less and less.
How would Shaoan know that his Thirteenth Brother's exquisite heart was filled with reluctance to leave him? He was describing a pessimistic future and imagining the days when he would not be by his side.
Shaoan: "Brother Thirteen? Don't you agree? If you don't agree, I have no objection."
He was most afraid of his brother being sad. Although he didn't know the reason, he always felt that something was wrong with the person in front of him.
Chang Shisan: "No, that's fine. It's up to you. Apart from money, if you need anything else, just tell me."
He grabbed the kettle and filled the cup with water.
Shaoan was unceremonious: "I also want a house, preferably closer to the main helm."
"Gulu gulu..."
The water in the cup kept overflowing.
Chang Shisan looked dazed, and then hurriedly wiped away the water stains.
Shaoan asked worriedly: "Brother Thirteen, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
yes,
uncomfortable,
I feel uncomfortable.
Chang Shisan: "Nothing. Why do you want a house?"
Shaoan: "You can't live in the main office all the time. You have to have your own home."
Chang Shisan has always been thoughtful, sensitive and paranoid!
This sentence was like a sharp sword, piercing his heart fiercely. The ice on the sword penetrated into the bone marrow, and the temperature caused the blood to freeze.
The chief helm is Chang Shisan’s home, his only home.
Ever since Shaoan came to the chief helm, Thirteen has regarded Shaoan as a relative. The chief helm is home. Isn't it always like this in Shaoan's heart?
From a few years ago, the chief helm should have been your home, Tang Shaoan...
What does "always have your own home" mean?
Chang Shisan drank the overflowing glass of water, stood up, and left the place in despair.
Shaoan looked confused: "Brother, your sword!"
"Hey! I forgot the sword...Brother!"
The figure is still far away.
Never looked back.
Just between steps, that fierce temperament disappeared in an instant.
His head, which had never been lowered in front of his disciples, seemed to have no strength.
Shaoan was stunned: Brother Thirteen, what's wrong?
Mo Yangjian lay on the stone table, quietly. His master, who never left his side, actually left it on the stone table.