Wei Zhiyuan's voice was low and smooth, and he told it casually, like the vast and meaningful sky light and cloud shadow floating on the mirror-like water, but Wei Qian's chest became stuffy when he heard it.

If Wei Zhiyuan was talking about others, when he reached this point, he would tie the man back even if he tied him up.

But why is it himself?

Since he was born, he felt that he had never been expected, let alone such deep love.

Wei Zhiyuan's words were like beads grinding on his hands, one by one, rolling out one by one, not astonishing, but with some inconspicuous words in his mouth, it would be deafening to say it.

But why is this person just my younger brother?

"I suddenly felt enlightened. At that time, I thought that when I graduated in a few years, even if I saw that you really got married to, I would not be dying again." Wei Zhiyuan said, "I can continue to love you. If that unknown lady loves you more than me, I can remain silent for the rest of my life. Of course I will be in great pain, but I can also regard pain as a kind of practice."

Just like a religion that originates from the suffering of the present world and the happiness of the unreachable land, it has established a spiritual bridge of communication between the two.

Wei Qian asked softly: "What to repair?"

Wei Zhiyuan turned his head and looked at him quietly in the breeze without answering, but the answer was about to come out.

——Of course, it is to cultivate your happiness and stability for a lifetime.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Wei Qian's hand on the railing. Wei Qian subconsciously shrank, but he pressed it hard. The wooden beads on their wrists collided together, making a faint and light sound, and even the sound of water became quiet.

When a fish bites the hook, the float rises violently, but no one pays attention.

After a while, Wei Qian felt that his palms were covered with sweat, but his face was still pale and unreasonable.

He pinched Wei Zhiyuan's wrist, forced him to let go, and said firmly: "I'm still saying that, you should die of your heart."

Wei Zhiyuan smiled slightly, said nothing more. He held the fishing rod, shook his wrist and lifted it up. A big fish climbed over, and the bright scales flashed with water.
Chapter completed!