The hot water soaked every inch of He Beichen's skin, and those warm water droplets dripped on his body, in exchange for a kind of personal comfort. He was really tired, so tired that taking a hot shower would make him satisfied. The water that spurted from the bath head flowed down the top of Beichen's head to the soles of his feet.

All this made him gradually forget the distress of reality, he simply raised his injured face under the bath, but the moment the wound came into contact with the hot water, he felt the pain in his heart, Beichen did not dodge, he couldn't take a bath without washing his face, which made him feel deeply at a loss.

Xie Lan's words rang in his ears again, "You are so good at science, what kind of liberal arts are you studying?" Do you know that the employment scope of liberal arts is very narrow, what future can you have when you study liberal arts......" It's ridiculous, he He Beichen works so hard every day, he has no future.

He really hated the word "future", what is promising and what is not promising. He didn't know, and he didn't have that concept in his dictionary. For the sake of the future, he has never had a good night's sleep, and now that he thinks about it, there is such a thing as a future, so don't do it.

Bei Chen rubbed the bath dew on his body and didn't want to think about it anymore, he began to scold himself, thinking about what to do, it was really boring, he just wanted to take a hot shower happily now, and the rest of the things didn't deserve to be in his head.

He Beifan was sitting on the sofa in a daze, he yawned boredly and glanced at the clock on the wall. The hour hand of the clock pointed to eleven o'clock, listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, my brother was still taking a shower. Although Bei Fan fell into a burst of sleepiness, he didn't intend to urge.

Let my brother take a good bath, it can be seen that Bei Chen has been very tired recently, and his recent mental state is not very good, so Bei Fan can always see him looking listless. Today, I am afraid that he will be counted by Xie Lan again, so Beichen regards him here as a refuge.

Beifan thought about it and felt that his legs were weak, so he got up and walked to the window. The night outside the window was beautiful, and the moonlight hit the autumn leaves, leaving a slanting shadow of the trees. The gentle evening breeze blew towards him, making him feel the coolness of the autumn night.

Erase the tiredness of the day, and it is still very comfortable at this moment.

He was about to stand in front of the balcony for a while, but the bathroom door was pushed open, and he Beichen walked out wrapped in his bathrobe.

"You're done. Well, it's very comfortable to take a hot bath. He Beifan walked over and smiled at his brother, hoping that he could be happier.

"Hmm." He only replied lightly, without any expression on his face, his hair was loose and soft on his head, and dripping with water.

"Dry it off quickly and don't catch a cold. I'm going to give you a hot glass of milk. He Beifan said, took a cup from the cupboard and walked towards the kitchen.

"No need." He Beichen finally spoke, he wiped his wet hair, and glanced at his younger brother, "I'm not thirsty, I won't drink milk, you can sleep with me." "He doesn't want to do anything now, he just wants to get a good night's sleep and wake up tomorrow morning and be fine, nothing has happened.

But He Beifan didn't see his brother's thoughts, "I'll go and give you a hot drink, slow your stomach, and help you sleep." You go and wait for me on the couch for two minutes. Since the younger brother said so, Beichen didn't want to drag it out anymore, but obediently sat on the sofa and waited for him, and it didn't take long for a cup of hot milk to be placed in front of him.

"Drink, drink, and we'll sleep." Bei Fan sat down beside him and motioned for Bei Chen to finish the milk. Fan likes to drink milk very much, and his mother always warms milk for herself, so he feels really happy, so he hopes that his brother can also experience it.

Beichen took a sip, feeling that it tasted very good, and drank it bonelessly, and swallowed half a cup of milk in a flash, "Thank you, I really feel a lot more comfortable." ”

Looking at Beichen's appearance, Fan felt that his brother was much more decent than when he first entered the door, he had some energy, and his lips were a little ruddy. He Beifan just looked at him quietly, until his brother drank the last drop of milk in the cup, and he yawned a little uncontrollably, "Then let's spit, brother, it's already late." ”

Beifan said and took his brother's hand and walked to the bedroom, it was He Beifan's own room, although it was not big, it looked very neat. He gently turned on the light, and the small room suddenly lit up. The furnishings in the room couldn't be simpler, with a desk next to his bed, some potted plants on the windowsill, and some posters of Beifan's favorite hanging on the wall. However, He Bei no longer had the energy to look at these in detail.

Beifan took out a blanket from the closet and handed it to him, then turned off the light. The night was getting darker and darker, and everything around me was dark.

Beichen lay straight on the soft bed, his limbs stretched, but a pair of eyes stared straight at the ceiling of He Beifan's room, he wanted to sleep, so he forced himself to close his eyes, but found that he couldn't sleep.

Therefore, he tossed and turned on the bed, and He Beifan's even breathing sound came from beside him, and he saw that his younger brother was sleeping very soundly. Beichen didn't turn over anymore, for fear that he would wake up. Nai He has a cold that is not good, his throat is coughing lightly, Beifan seems to be sleeping soundly, but in fact he did not sleep too much, He Beichen's few light coughs made him wake up, and he was completely sleepy.

He opened his eyes, and although he couldn't see anything, he could clearly feel Beichen's breathing. "Brother, have you slept?" He asked tentatively.

"Not yet." Bei Chen replied lightly. He felt something was wrong again, "You can't have been woken up by me, right?" He asked, somewhat uncertain.

"No, I'm just not sleepy anymore." Although Bei Fan's words sounded ridiculous, they were true, and he was indeed as awake as he was during the day.

"So, do you want to talk to me?" He regretted Bei Chen's words as soon as he came out, it was already very late, and he even asked Bei Fan to chat with him, which in his opinion, was a bit out of proportion.

"Brother, are you okay? What happened today? He wasn't bored at all, he was eager to know how his brother was doing.

"I quarreled with your aunt again." Beichen paused here when he said this, "We quarreled fiercely, so I came here." Bei Chen's words seemed ordinary, but I didn't know how much suffering they contained.

"Why?" Bei Fan showed his usual incomprehension about such a thing, he didn't understand why, obviously his brother had done well enough, why did his aunt still blame him, "What have you been doing lately?" ”

"Actually, it's nothing?" He Beichen sighed helplessly, "I just, I just want to study liberal arts." After he said this, he felt that his eyes were moist, he really wanted to make a decision for himself, he didn't do anything, it was as simple as that.

"Xuewen?" Unexpectedly, He Beifan shouted in surprise when he heard Bei Chen's words, "Why do you want to study liberal arts?" His eyes were full of doubts, not to mention Xie Lan, he himself was very confused, and he didn't expect that his brother would quarrel with his aunt because of this matter, which was really beyond his imagination.

"Shhhh In the dark, Beichen Chaofan made a gesture, even though He Beifan didn't see it. Bei Chen seemed to be afraid that their conversation would be overheard by He Yulei, although he didn't know what he was doing.

"I'll tell you, you might be surprised." Bei Chen paused and continued, "But that's the truth, I'm really biased towards liberal arts, and I'm not interested in science at all. ”

He Beifan didn't expect his brother to say this to him, and the moonlight sprinkled softly on the balcony of his room. Today's brother seems to be different from usual, he is no longer as serious as usual, but prefers to talk to himself.

"But, brother, you're really good at science, don't you think?" He Beifan didn't blindly follow him, Fan still had his own opinions and opinions, "Moreover, your science is so good, it's really a pity that you study literature." As he spoke, he completely opened his heart to Bei Chen, and seemed to have forgotten about sleeping.

Beifan didn't plan to sleep again, so he simply sat up from the bed and turned on the nightlight at the head of the bed. Although the light was dim, it could still illuminate the entire room, and Bei Fan could clearly see Bei Chen's face.

He Beichen also sat up, and he took off the blanket on his body, "Fan." Bei Chen's voice was a little hoarse, "Liking to do one thing and being good at it are really two different things, I'm good at science, but I don't like it." Now there is no one else, only his younger brother who has played with him since he was a child, and He Beichen is too brave to reveal his thoughts.

"Isn't that the same thing?" Bei Chen's words made him even more confused, "I like one thing because I'm good at it." Is there anything you are good at and what you don't like? Bei Fan shook his head, in short, he himself was not like this.

"Of course not." He Beichen's voice was very firm, and he seemed to be long-hearted, "You can work hard to be good at what you like, but what you are good at is just that, and there won't be much room for improvement." If you don't like it, you don't like it, and you can't fool others. The two men seemed to be playing with words, arguing over something so abstract, the moonlight was still shining outside, and neither of them intended to fall asleep until the door of the room was pushed open.

"Why are you two still chatting at such a late hour. Go to sleep, kids. He Yulei stood at the door with her hair disheveled, her eyes a little unopenable.

"Okay, Auntie, we'll sleep now." Beichen got back into the quilt with interest, and the door of the room was slammed shut again. Neither of them was sleepy, but they no longer spoke.