Until the "click" sound, the messy room fell into silence again.

The cold air continues to erode.

The words Shi Muyang said were constantly repeated in his ears, "Everyone has the right to happiness, the right to happiness..."

Does he still have happiness?

Suddenly, Shi Xian's eyes closed suddenly opened, like a sharp sword unsheathed, and a ghostly golden light flashed. He raised his hand and waved the glass on the bedside table. "Bang", and the cold drop sounded suddenly.

"Haha..." He laughed coldly and tragically twice, looking extremely strange. His chest was covered with hotness, and the torn pain completely obliterated the crazy sadness.

He had already engraved her deeply in his heart, but the scar was bleeding from the eyes. Every time he lifted his clothes, he reminded him that it was the inner demon that had long been integrated into his soul...

So, without happiness, there is no happiness...

...

Outside the door, Shi Muyang did not walk far away, leaning against the wall of the corridor, with an obscure face.

Herbert stood by, bent over slightly, looking worried, "Second Young Master, how are the eldest young master?"

"I've told my brother that I hope he can figure it out."

"Actually..." Herbert paused slightly and sighed halfway, "The eldest son is not a bad boy."

"I know." Shi Muyang's shallow red lips raised faintly and looked over, "So I will not give up on my brother, and I will not let him continue to be obsessed with mistakes."

"Um."

Shi Muyang raised his chin slightly, looked at the ceiling above his head tiredly, and recalled when he first met his brother.

He was ten years old that year and his brother was eleven years old. Although he was only one year apart, he was one head shorter than his brother because he was weak and sick since childhood. At that time, his illness suddenly worsened sharply. If there was no matching rh negative blood for blood transfusion treatment, he would die.

It was at that time that his brother was taken back by the old man. He was lying on the bed with a long breathing tube inserted into his nostrils. Looking at the sudden extra brother beside him, he was filled with joy. He thought that he would be covered by his brother in the future, so he called him very happy, but his brother ignored him at that time and just glanced at him. His pure golden eyes were chilly, and he felt very disgusted.

...

Then the two of them fell asleep in the room and suddenly heard a sound from outside the door, which was a conversation between the old man and the doctor.

"Master, it takes a lot of blood transfusion to save the young master. The eldest master is too young, and I'm afraid he will... be in danger of his life."

"Take him back to save Steven's life. You just need to cure Steven's illness! Don't worry about his life or death!"

“…”

At that time, he was lying in the quilt and trembling all over, unable to control himself. He couldn't believe that it was what a father said, but in order to save his younger son, he ignored his eldest son's life and death.

He saw that the young man lying beside his bed suddenly clenched his fists tightly, and the blue veins on his forehead were leaping coldly...

His brother was awake too, so he also heard this conversation.

But his brother did not run away. Even though he knew that he might die if he was transfusions with blood, his brother still lay on the hospital bed and gave him three blood.

Just as he was in a coma, he heard his brother whisper in his ear,

"Brother, don't be afraid."
Chapter completed!