He Beifan looked at his brother with a sad face, and the young man's eyebrows were furrowed. "That's it." The boy sighed helplessly, his palms were swollen high, and his fair face looked very melancholy. "That's what I did."

Bei Fan really didn't know who to talk to about what was in his heart, so he could only talk to Bei Chen.

"I'll tell you." He Beichen looked thoughtful, and the expression on his face was very indifferent.

"I've never seen my aunt do so hard. Perhaps, she was really angry. He Beichen said, inadvertently picked up the coffee cup on the corner of the table and took a sip. Don't mind too much, either. Your brother and I have been hurt much more than yours. ”

He Beifan comforted his younger brother with self-deprecation, because he really couldn't find any other way to make Beifan look less melancholy.

"No, it's not." Hearing what his brother said, He Beifan shook his head helplessly, he felt that Beichen seemed to have misunderstood what he meant.

"That's not what I mean." The boy bit his lower lip, and Fan's voice sounded very low, revealing a helpless hoarseness.

"I don't feel any pain, and I don't care if she's heavy or not. I was just. When Beifan said this, his eyebrows locked tighter.

It's just that He Beichen can't understand what his younger brother means, in his opinion, if Beifan can endure such flesh and skin suffering, then what is there to cry about himself.

"What, what do you mean?" His dark eyes looked at him quite calmly, Bei Chen hadn't communicated with his younger brother for a while, so when he listened to him again, he showed full patience.

"Brother, you don't know." He Beifan said, and those black eyes immediately dimmed.

"She was out of the fire, but she didn't feel as good about me as she used to, as if I had really done something wrong." The boy lowered his head inadvertently as he spoke, and Beichen could see that his younger brother was not in a very good mood, but the boy didn't think it was a big deal to do so.

"So what?" He Beichen thought about this matter very lightly.

"Even if she misunderstands you, she won't remember it for long." Bei Chen saw his younger brother's look of disbelief, and continued, "Besides, mother and son have no overnight feud. He Beichen paused, and seemed to be very experienced in such an incident.

"I know." Hearing his brother say this, He Beifan seemed to be very disappointed, after such a long time, his brother no longer knew himself, and his and He Beichen's thoughts were very different now, at least, their thoughts on this matter were different.

At such a time, He Beifan's heart will increase a little lonely, it seems that no one really understands himself, even Beichen, who grew up with him.

Sometimes, He Beifan felt that he was really lonely, and he didn't know who to talk to about what he was thinking.

The boy's eyebrows furrowed inadvertently, and he tried his best to explain to his brother, "I really don't care if he hits my brother, it's just that she's really disappointed in me." He Beifan said, those eyes looked very sad, a feeling of sadness and helplessness.

"Alright, Beifan." He Beichen didn't know when his younger brother became so sensitive, "If she is disappointed, she will be disappointed." You haven't really done anything wrong, so why should you feel so guilty? Bei Chen couldn't help but smile at his brother as he spoke, he really wanted to make his brother happy.

"What's the use of thinking too much, this thing has already happened, and it can't be reversed." He looked at him helplessly, not understanding why his brother was holding on to this little thing.

"But I really don't want my mom to treat me like a liar." Beifan said, his voice was a little choked. was interrupted by He Beichen indifferently. But what does that mean? You know you've never stolen money, so why do you have to confess anything to her? Bei Chen inadvertently glanced at his younger brother, and seemed to hate him for being so indecisive.

"But, she's my mother, and she thinks so much about me." He Beifan inevitably looked a little sad, he never understood how He Yulei could think of him so badly.

"She's your mother, what if she's your mother?" He Beichen couldn't understand his brother's thoughts at all, when did he become like a little girl, a little thing was enough to make him feel sad.

"You're an individual, so what you think of yourself is what matters. As for the rest, what they say about you and how they think of you is not something you should take to heart. He Beichen's eyes looked very bright, at least, he himself would never be sad because of such a thing.

But where does He Beifan understand this truth, he is still too young, so his mood will always be hurt by the outside.

"What you do yourself is what matters." He Beichen took the trouble to persuade him on the side, "Even if it's your parents, they won't arrange everything for you, so in the end, it's up to you." He Beichen felt like a teacher comforting his younger brother, but He Beifan didn't feel bored.

"I understand." Beifan looked like he didn't understand, but he didn't know what the words his brother said were necessarily related to this matter, "But I still hope to leave a good impression on her." Because she is the person who loves me the most in this world. ”

Beifan's eyes were as innocent as ever. Now he still looks like a child who hasn't grown up, and he is still used to letting his brother do some comfort for him.

"Fan." Bei Chen looked at his younger brother's melancholy eyes, and inevitably felt a little distressed.

"Yes, we all want to make a good impression on the people around us. But some things are not your fault, so there's really no need to put such a burden on yourself. He pursed his lips, and for the first time he felt that communicating with He Beifan was so wasteful.

"I understand what you're saying. But I'm really sad, brother. ”

The boy's eyes inadvertently became a little moist. "I really don't want the people I love the most to misunderstand me, I really am." He Beifan shook his head helplessly as he spoke.

"As I said, no one can be responsible for your life, and their opinion of you should not affect the direction of your life, so why should you be so worried, you will only make yourself feel more annoyed by doing this, but it will not have any practical effect at all."

He Beichen found that his mouth was dry, and he took a sip of milk tea a little depressed, looking at his younger brother's sad appearance, he felt anxious.

"That's right, but I really can't get over it." He Beifan seems to have been troubled by this matter for a long time, and in the past two nights, Beifan has not slept well, and he really can't stand his mother's indifference. These days, He Yulei seems to be a different person at home.

She could stay at home for hours without saying a word to him, and she didn't ask him or see her. The two of them sat at the dinner table and were silent, close to He Beifan trying his best to find a topic, He Yulei also looked like he was ignoring.

It seems that since the last time she beat herself, the relationship between He Beifan and her mother has become more and more stiff. And He Beifan didn't dare to touch the black and white keys of the piano because of the redness and swelling of his fingers. He Yulei said that he wanted to learn the rules, but he really couldn't play the piano.

As soon as the boy's fingers touched the keys, there would be an unforgettable pain, so that he had to retract, which naturally affected the speed of the teenager's practice, most of the time He Beifan could only sit in the room and read his music magazines, because he lost his job in the tavern, he sat for a day, he really couldn't hold back.

"What do you say I'm going to do, brother. I couldn't practice, so I had to do it stupidly in my room, from morning to night. ”

The boy's eyes were distracted, and it could be seen that the problem had been haunted for too long, and if it was not solved, he would be forced to die sooner or later. He Beichen also sensed the seriousness of this matter.

Beichen was silent for a long time, and seemed to help his younger brother come up with an idea, "That's it." He Beichen thought for a moment and continued, "Then have you ever considered looking for another job?" He Beichen said and took a sip of milk tea casually. Well. He Beifan was thinking carefully about his brother's words.

"I've thought about it too, but what can I do, I'm so young, and I'm not a music college graduate, it's hard to find a serious part-time job."

Beifan is also a smart person, and he has indeed thought about this method, but he can't find a suitable measure because of the influence of his own limitations.

"That." He Beichen also found this a tricky question, "Have you ever thought about becoming an assistant teacher in a piano shop?" "He looked at Fan very seriously, and he was really giving him advice." Teaching assistant, I've thought about it too. He muttered, but felt that the idea was a little unreliable.

"But can I do it? I don't have the hardware for that. His voice was low, as if he had no confidence in himself.

The younger brother's cowardly appearance naturally aroused Beichen's disgust, "How do you know that you can't do it, haven't you passed the tenth grade of piano?" What's wrong with being a teaching assistant? He Beichen looked at this matter very simply.

"Yes, but my hands can't play the piano for a while." The young man said, inevitably feeling a sense of gloom.

"Who said you have to teach piano?" He Beichen's eyes turned, and he looked very flexible.

"You can go to a piano shop and teach other children to sing, what do you think?" He Beichen looked at his younger brother with encouragement, and the smile on his cheeks still looked so bright, just like the summer sun, which made He Beifan feel a sense of sudden enlightenment.