"Who are you saying has never been to school?" Song Shi's sarcastic tone angered Yin Ci, and he raised his voice to retort.
"Whoever responds shall do it." Song Shi was too lazy to argue with him, so he left this sentence and walked towards the inn.
Before Yin Ci could say anything else, Jiang Niannian came out to persuade him, "Okay, it's getting late, go back and rest."
"Niannian, let's go." Yin Buqi clicked his tongue, stretched out his hand to hold the person in his arms, and prepared to leave.
Behind him, Yin Ci's awkward voice came: "I don't know why, but you make me feel like an older brother. We have the same last name. How about... I recognize you as my brother."
He had been the center of attention since he was a child, and was spoiled and pampered by others. He was arrogant and proud. This was the first time that he had inexplicably developed a fondness for someone, and he put aside his usual pride and showed his kindness to that person.
Yin Buqi stopped walking, his face expressionless, and said calmly: "Young Master Yin is of noble status, a favored child of heaven, admired by thousands of people, I can't afford to marry him."
Jiang Niannian is the one who understands Yin Buqi the most. She knows the pain in his heart. The two brothers have the same father, but the treatment they receive is indeed very different. It is inevitable that she feels unfair for him.
She squeezed Yin Buqi's hand to comfort him.
Yin Ci felt bad seeing Yin Buqi being so cold and distant. If it was in the past, he would have beaten someone up if they treated him like this, but now, for some reason, he choked up and said, "Actually, I, I originally... had a brother..."
When Yin Buqi heard him say this, he paused for a moment, his breathing slowly becoming heavier and deeper. After a long time, he finally spoke word by word, "Brother? Ridiculous. Where did you get a brother? Your useless brother was born with bad luck, he died a long time ago... It's better for him to die, so as not to disturb others' peace and quiet."
"Shut up! I don't allow you to say that about him!"
Yin Ci's voice was tearful and angry. Although he didn't like people mentioning how smart and talented his brother was in front of him, he hated it even more when people said anything bad about his brother in front of him.
Come to think of it, he... had never met the brother that was rumored.
Yin Buqi slowly tightened the hand he held in his sleeves, "Why do you have to act so hypocritical here?"
“Buqi…” Jiang Niannian looked at Yin Buqi, her eyes feeling a little sore.
"Nian Nian, let's go."
When Yin Ci looked up again, Yin Buqi had already pulled Jiang Niannian away quickly, not giving him a chance to react.
In the middle of the night, the wind blew past the window, making a rustling sound.
Jiang Niannian was sleeping in a daze, when she suddenly felt a wet and hot breath gently brushing her lips, then going down her neck.
She suddenly opened her eyes and met a pair of blood-red eyes, which were filled with a blend of bloodthirsty murderous aura and alluring charm.
Her heart skipped a beat and she said, "Buqi, you, you... why aren't you sleeping?"
Yin Buqi's lips seemed to have sucked blood, making his pale skin look even sicker. His white undershirt was loosely draped over his body, sliding down his shoulders, revealing his fair skin. A huge Lycoris radiata pattern appeared on his body at some point, and it seemed to have life, blooming and spreading on his body.
Jiang Niannian looked at the Lycoris radiata in disbelief: "This! What's going on?!"