Chapter 18
Chapter 18
For two whole days, Wei Zhiyuan steadfastly refused to utter a single word to his adversary, Song Xiaobao. Whenever Wei Qian was at home, the boy would diligently follow him around, in and out.QCgAVRVYaItHGgaTiiklkcZgQXDMfb
Every time Wei Qian turned around, he would stumble over Zhiyuan, who was always right behind him. Wei Qian was truly annoyed by this constant shadowing, but he understood why Zhiyuan was acting so petulantly and thus did not want to scold him.RcNjnBdLGSgotEreWAALBTUdOyKvgo
HFYcZiTEOmFLQTkConsequently, Wei Qian uncharacteristically suggested in a light manner, “Play nicely together, no fighting.”bThUJGWRwXcCLqhluZOpENPuUkaIMk
OYvdesgIFTTqFkrThis decree was like an imperial edict for Zhiyuan, who had no choice but to graciously accept, albeit with a heart full of grievances, and reestablish relations with Song Xiaobao.fmxwrefZQSWgrJpxriqItZIuzkloMq
hTGYhZfFPKIsYzpIn the competition for favor, Song Xiaobao could not hope to catch up to Zhiyuan—even if she tried, she was naturally at a disadvantage in this regard.IGTCyXdgskBHSuOsUMbPdUGSWkYMjP
SbVEtlOsJgpmTbbFor instance, the moment Wei Qian opened the door, he would find Zhiyuan alone, diligently sweeping the floor and wiping the table, while Xiaobao, with her eyes seemingly only for decoration, would be oblivious to her surroundings, comfortably watching TV on the sofa. Despite just returning, Wei Qian did not wish to upset his sister over this; he merely chided her mildly. In stark contrast, he rewarded Zhiyuan with an extra ten yuan as pocket money.BFWhNedaggNLodpDAHfxowiUpGlKuC
VFPpBPkTGWiubMeThe following day, seeing this, an envious Song Xiaobao got up early in the morning and busily began a thorough cleaning of the house, completing it before noon. Zhiyuan observed coldly, almost wanting to sneer. Indeed—when Wei Qian returned that evening, he completely failed to notice the cleaned house.flOKEdsqBrnnuNifNPdnrQMFLLAYLo
gdAmJGrdtHnnnLfAnother time, after Wei Qian had taken a shower in the evening and was looking for his dirty socks to wash, he discovered that Zhiyuan was already hanging the cleaned socks on the drying rack. That day, Zhiyuan basked in the slightly embarrassed praise and head patting from his brother.JmuaYWTQpqeCNRxhIVjfhhBLXgaEvc
PYJRECkUpqKvuYLJealous and resentful, Song Xiaobao attempted to emulate this, reaching for her brother’s underwear the next day, only to be embarrassingly intercepted by Wei Qian, who scolded her as if she were meddling with something she shouldn’t.CtaYUVcCJhvfvLfpgHFCUTmCGvVeee
vWrsiiDpOXgpaZmIt was clear how unfair the world could be—Wei Zhiyuan and Song Xiaobao were actually of the same species!ccwztwyyVWEzWcPvBvNEKztWHoUdir
lGnSerNQvJxbouxOnce Grandma Song realized Xiaobao was missing, she knew the girl had returned to the “little hooligan’s” place.kEKEwnkmsdViQvlvGIZvfsOxmrWwLK
TdGyNostkVUlrPQNot far from where Wei Qian and his family lived, in a shantytown, was a privately operated dormitory, segregated by gender, intended for migrant workers, charging one yuan per person per day—if Xiaobao and her grandma shared a bed, they would only need to pay for one.yGFpASIWTsWGrRiZjFtPHreLwmDcCo
uoADrEuthXmvdFpGrandma Song had planned to save some money to rent a small flat for them, or if that failed, to take Xiaobao back to their hometown.HCMgqjJCcHdjqukgujkjElWTpPhmlJ
pulgEaFpeQCWHcWBut just as the idea of “returning home” was introduced, Xiaobao ran away, unable to bear leaving the home she had lived in for nearly ten years.bRoMmVOhGgGGZWIvBZvNViVLQDwjQk
SkVgugKkVFlxVOkSince her return, Grandma Song would sneakily circle Wei Qian’s house every day, hoping to catch a glimpse of Xiaobao when Wei Qian was out.LVfCKAXJZMWvYKFcobprZYrJKnqwZy
eSgyydBNtnEVickAs the end of the year approached and winter intensified, a young woman in the workers’ dormitory unfortunately contracted contagious tuberculosis, causing everyone to hastily move out while fearing for their own health.ifYynsPRgceFKrdEYJbXUtiOMikLCk
VIRzgbVJFeMNqOTGrandma Song, too, packed her belongings and moved out.jHbKPNSXRhVuSWOduyakENpYivNpGl
pvnTaTfUbeFGpLnWandering through this overly chaotic city, she paused under a bridge upon seeing a homeless man nearly frozen to death, realizing that no one had paid him any attention, almost completely frozen, until a middle-aged couple passing by in the afternoon finally stopped to check on him and then called the police.EXlpyknNLOBYlOmjoNkwzWNwQeAFDg
jEcbCSLlYgHaMmyPolice cars swiftly arrived, yanking the man away. Old Lady Song, overhearing the chatter of passersby, learned that if the man survived, he might be taken to a shelter for the homeless or even sent back to his place of origin.rFHUDYTmKwTxWgWBkqvGHVJqHJgSIz
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emZMClEvrDQlyIJLifting her gaze towards the vast and gloomy sky of this northern city, Old Lady Song pondered: the New Year was approaching, why shouldn’t she return to her hometown?AiaowyBgysagSQkCWCYdnxqvVVEJFD
GDcoEHHtqQCVoMcYet, what kind of New Year could a lonely old woman possibly have on her own?LxWyoMWoyXdasyurKUpRQAqfMIuemO
MuNPzOaXviWhnieBowling her head, she wiped away the snot frozen by the cold, deciding to cast aside her pride.XXhzxTgNHBaXxHnDaySoggTSxdXNRa
WQhDPyxLyzsEkszAnd as expected, Song Xiaobao disappointingly betrayed expectations by turning her back on them once more.wcAVXXCneGcgNQjkvwyebYnLjFKLiw
NqkWYSpJPfkTJtmOn the twenty-third day of the twelfth lunar month, the Minor New Year, Wei Qian was returning home with freshly bought candied haws and meat for dumplings when he found his doorstep in utter chaos, a silent battle unfolding within.OgSwwZnPpBHSGUtSfkGnDALSseUlaU
eXVHmlJUYMOixwLSong Xiaobao, greedy at heart, couldn’t let go of the elder brother who had raised her since childhood, nor could she abandon her grandmother, with whom she shared blood ties. Thus, when her grandmother showed up at the door, tears in her eyes, Song Xiaobao let her in… despite all that had happened, enough to make anyone understand the tense standoff between grandmother and elder brother.NRpMcouDWnutCprVkGAqBNnXOiZInj
kdDkwwIAPEDQutMBefore the elder brother could return, Wei Zhiyuan, who had been as silent as a ghost, couldn’t stand it any longer.qtLlMYlXkkJDfchJTVNwVIFITPvkbv
IESlXvzSsPvEJZmEver since Xiaobao accepted him as her second elder brother, no longer provoking him, Wei Zhiyuan had been kind to her, hardly ever quarreling with her. It seemed a simple title was enough to teach a child the virtues of humility and care—except for a cold war a few days ago, which Xiaobao admitted was her fault.tdpZxKaBaKbiuhuouFUjbdXIMaaNoq
PRigysmKrCDwJGgXiaobao hadn’t expected Wei Zhiyuan’s reaction to be so intense; he was like a vicious dog protecting his territory, glaring menacingly at Old Lady Song and Xiaobao at the door.UQDTeDmmgrzosvXUMUEEfTlKMCgtpY
wehhtrtzzuaAJuLAny slight intention of crossing the boundary from them, and he was ready to leap into a fight to the death.lmFuMlkfBpOSIdBJlMywjDDUmGSlKx
IQiyYBikNpsxeCROld Lady Song had always disdained Wei Qian but had no issue with Wei Zhiyuan—he was just a child, handsome, and his personality wasn’t annoying. At first glance, he seemed more likable than the noisy Xiaobao.QqLxNWZnpclHBwRPWtyoclEvNPiyXq
xsvFQEMNSqEVoKmOld Lady Song initially tried to reason with him at the doorstep, but Wei Zhiyuan wouldn’t listen to a word, his fierce and almost venomous gaze, especially unsettling coming from such a young boy.xvqRlPEWZTBqTCkqFmnqQJEDjEjeFw
KZlRZrgxWjjwmkrGiving up on a peaceful resolution, Old Lady Song stepped inside, bringing her luggage with her.tzFNfETyWmCXtzPhjFwjjRLkbbGsHz
BTBuzAehKoPfnoQWei Zhiyuan snatched the old lady’s bag and mercilessly threw it out. Not satisfied, he turned to throw out Xiaobao’s schoolbag and everything she had placed on the table, scattering them all over. Then, he ran into the bedroom and tossed out the pillows and blankets from Xiaobao’s bed.oqYdYbCSUjjrIgHmQVDTgZUvUfVwlp
SSeNIzWjwBdXocdIf only Xiaobao didn’t exist, if only both of them didn’t exist—fury blinded Wei Zhiyuan, leaving only that thought in his mind.gmobuckvdPxhqvEazZlFruoAAcPRNr
AvNdnrezlUPlZIxXiaobao tried to push him but ended up being shoved to the ground by Wei Zhiyuan.pAjusnNMLReijYnsrlWSGQzhtRRqGe
ptjCgvGXTWjHsNT“Traitor!” he pointed at Xiaobao’s nose, hypocritically not voicing his true demands, hastily labeling her with a grandiose accusation to instinctively cover his own heart, “You’re a complete traitor!”YpRSsIPRdPMLwOdvKMaUsCjvAnRWtq
mgXCbHXThYcsqBWAt the outset, Song Xiaobao attempted to defend herself, stating, “I’m not a traitor, that’s my grandma.”cGbciPkPJQoGwDAjuZxvUnKJOqLlaO
xsCHEgidaNmAmaEWei Zhiyuan retorted with disdain, “Pah! She’s a shameless old witch!”BaOLdCyElgAIWLCkQVIgQdEmspJtbZ
VgVPecjvEoTnOHCHearing this insult towards her grandmother, Song Xiaobao couldn’t hold back any longer. Jumping up, she exclaimed, “You dare to insult my grandma! What right do you have to speak ill of her? This is my home! My brother! My grandma! You’re not part of this family! Leave!”hfTunqFXJGvBcHvvrvBclMFCiEXyoW
tnwGpOCVuSYsmUOWei Zhiyuan was taken aback for a moment, suddenly at a loss for words.QQyCZMyYdJBzWkYxCDWhGXFbxaxEGA
ieVYfbvUxqVgRNTHis fury cooled down, realizing that Song Xiaobao’s words were utterly reasonable.JEFeRcWXUzkRrVZZPZYkBUOQpOzmKL
GYOupVIQCaXQNaAWei Zhiyuan almost forgot that indeed this wasn’t his home, that Wei Qian wasn’t his real brother, and he certainly had no right to decide who could enter or not.KTSOqVIATyEkvRuIJiHvdCHNnNDAMv
vjLrSRssZrsQJNRThe boy’s vehement aura dissipated instantly, leaving him silently standing there, his face flushing a mixture of anger and embarrassment.VksaKdEUEOIQdcsOfaiPBSoANzxQEP
ZzHjdtIVaKZLvrJIn the blink of an eye, his young pride was shattered.JIAWbDSYpKnYtmlHdJNrfnHcrMTcXn
AhWzVQbDwxEtoKdSong Xiaobao blurted out her response, immediately regretting it. However, her clumsy nature in dealing with personal relationships once again took over. Even in regret, she didn’t know how to rectify the situation, so she remained standing there with a stubborn and willful expression.dlaRMkhAoOlFaXVbLEPDRznlLEPAWT
GZkIKJKIXNMTbCtBoth children fell silent for a minute, then Wei Zhiyuan wordlessly stepped past her and headed for the door.DOtXNnVxXqIQWdqHHTxEvRtbvUmsyl
mxossXVdVpMIVMoFeeling something was amiss, Song Xiaobao softly called out to him, “Second brother.”OAXrAZSAiLoLbMZnsqWVXBcWJSDjId
oGxZVBbJMyLTSZLWei Zhiyuan didn’t stop his stride.uQCTYyWRDCuXAhFhmNQKzJxfnsdcWg
urHDjSWxFnzKjIiHe walked out, hands empty, with a resolute determination that seemed like a final, desperate decision.OesbGPNbrAEFvnBKZIOmsyNhIczNQS
LLQEqSJFCvVCgpgBiting his teeth, Wei Zhiyuan thought, “So be it, I’ll leave. It’s nothing much, at worst, I’ll just scavenge from the garbage bins and compete with stray dogs for food. No matter what, it’s definitely better than before. I’ve grown three years older, I consider myself a man now. Not just stray dogs, even if I encounter those ill-intentioned adults I met the other day, I can defeat them with a steel pipe…”YrXUOEGEbxnOHZOtZtZCNgzqVoZRVO
UcehSmGnGgCwNlYThen, as the cold wind whistled, he unexpectedly bumped into someone.iFYWqTmQKpCKtaJkUcRKvEdKXFscex
opGWBrBEeXnLgTXThe person wrapped their arms around him from behind. The familiar, cheap scent of tobacco hit him, triggering an inexplicable shift in his emotions. In the blink of an eye, he transformed from a determined young man to a boy full of grievances.rpZBJZdywYHeVJZPkoLpOzqlfhWYFE
kvUXAHLqfnpwyjyWei Zhiyuan buried his face in Wei Qian’s chest, clinging to him tightly, refusing to let his brother move further inside or to look up. He struggled to hold back his tears, gripping Wei Qian’s coat into wrinkled layers.LUpMicuQlZjncDgMSDbTBzgObEnetI
EaTmDChzXkvaMctWei Qian looked up to see the chaotic luggage and bedding in the corridor, the defensively postured old Mrs. Song… and the timidly watching Xiaobao.RYieQSGPkTjReIMBjengjtELaDudpJ
GGEOQDxmWUNgTjYTaking a deep breath, Wei Qian felt a strong urge to flatten the old hag with a slap. But then there was Xiaobao… his precious sister, who had just returned.yIeBYmfpUGrnIXHZfkPOEWWALgeQKC
LghQHkfTEpmoTQKHe hesitated, realizing that if he wanted to keep Xiaobao, he probably had to make concessions to this withered, possession-less old woman… Despite the lump of anger in his heart, so big it felt like it could burst through his chest.BFoGNSvouKnACbnOhzDlYLbFfGReQj
wgzVfoxTRIwNcQeHe had always prided himself on never bowing down to anyone, no matter how debased… until his sister’s tearful gaze forced him to compromise for the first time in his life.zpxgugmuwjMdAPshVVqTNoTdMYGRnv
zVxuwDlNTTPzLvKAfter a standoff, Wei Qian finally extended his hand and gently pushed Wei Zhiyuan’s shoulder. The child, stubborn, refused to move, so Wei Qian applied a bit more force, grasping his chin to lift his head.KIBUJDcKmosHIncVjDnzVXStSSbowD
cHmRWjnZxeihYHlThe young man sighed, selecting the largest piece of candy melon from the paper wrap and stuffed it into Wei Zhiyuan’s mouth.gAobpaJTwoYQkkfIFdQxQuwpAOhHme
izsYpVlebFlRxhTWei Zhiyuan, somewhat confused, licked it and found it sweet. He loved sweets but not the kind of sweetness from candy melon, so he pushed it to one side with his tongue, puffing up his cheek. He isolated the candy melon from his tongue with his teeth, waiting for it to slowly dissolve.IrbttJZReEvRUJCPfkETQgcWzsbsay
XjSIawwrCzpNgkvFollowing this, Wei Qian stuffed the plastic bag and paper wrap into his arms, then reached under his armpits to lift him up like a kitten, carrying him inside the house.VtmAAdxMLJrQgLpKEfKIGbnXFnAivs
YtIApFjkDOdGxkX“Help me wash the vegetables; we’re having dumplings tonight,” Wei Qian said, deliberately ignoring the fact that there were two other people in the room. His tone almost soft, he asked Wei Zhiyuan, “Is the candy melon tasty?”kUwSXzXtGJxZrtWCsEOmEyGsrhqbLc
vNvaNKVxbgfLmaoWei Zhiyuan hesitated, then nodded. After a while, the little boy sneakily moved the candy melon, previously kept outside by his teeth, back into his mouth. Tasting it again, he decided it wasn’t so bad after all.lOxmpxDJublFEmGSsWddziDRMTGzwA
slGEwVfYoObAQMmWei Qian paid no attention to Madame Song nor stopped Xiao Bao from letting her in, nor did he help Xiao Bao pick things up.gxmfhNFiuPSuDireowllFyNRkkJeap
QvKPpyyrWxdHpKc…However, Madame Song tentatively entered the kitchen, observing his reaction for a moment. As she started to chop the filling and roll the dough, he remained silent as well.eEqteSBMzFFQZOscNsyJKKnKxjPfYk
pdHfXUmCWfLrwZXWei Zhiyuan couldn’t settle his feelings, and Xiao Bao was apprehensive, while the remaining adult and the teenager, almost an adult himself, reached a strange tacit agreement—they maintained a superficial peace, with neither losing nor winning.fvykdCHXPBHQoVxdtItlxAhyEYJXNT
ewCnKXYDJiUChBVMadame Song ultimately failed to snatch her precious granddaughter away from the “hoodlum,” and Wei Qian had no choice but to tolerate the presence of an unwelcome old woman in his already cramped home.mxuYXzgEgCFyMFYgGIbsaMQfnkMgpw
tJICrWTsHqkOkUzDespite their constant presence, they perfectly ignored each other, acting as if the other did not exist.kVTarutwPLAzoykmzMFhJavUBIuVpt
TwtZAVfpCXGdbMEThat night, Xiao Bao awkwardly apologized to Wei Zhiyuan, who, after glancing at Wei Qian’s expression, reluctantly indicated he wouldn’t hold it against her.QCwQaMMyXyQHebheryOmoZFbmDQIGL
xGOOHtMwpxDIJrqThe matter was considered settled, with Xiao Bao remaining the younger sister and Wei Zhiyuan the elder brother. Afterwards, they occasionally gathered together to discuss answers to their winter holiday homework.UyeiQmrqqRdxJHSyFfYSkgkaoRWClY
kOyVODBykCFgVooThey used to do their homework together in Xiao Bao’s small room, equipped with a desk and a simple bookshelf. However, since that day, Wei Zhiyuan never entered the room again.zlFKawIwHmCbuTLEujlERBvEnmrIcg
AiimVuwqmQtsIOUHe moved his textbooks and workbooks out, using two pieces of cardboard to stabilize a wobbly table in the living room that was rarely used, and settled there from then on.KYozCokoCxYtYgREgjlBLsABxfWtBg
sEjcuRRETmrXaeZWei Qian was aware but let him be.cdpQKtXGAEgCKfFXMIbSqfQdAvJYjm
pnJeQpAyjYMrOnnAs Xiao Bao grew older and became slightly more scheming, she tried various excuses to get Wei Zhiyuan back into the room. Unfortunately, Wei Zhiyuan wasn’t swayed by her attempts. Even when they moved away from the historic slum, Wei Zhiyuan never set foot in that small room again.chGUfIMFqxMpSPEQSjCtijXovDWJuK
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