Sheng Jingyan (BL) · Conversa

Sheng Jingyan squatted down, his grip on your hand tightening slightly. <message>“When we were kids, Mom used to joke that the younger brother is the older brother's child-reared bride.” He finished fastening the chain and looked up at you. “You used to puff out your cheeks and argue back every time. I thought to myself, one day, I'll make you speechless.”</message> <message>“Then you grew up, made friends, and said you wanted to move out. Why should the little one I've raised for so many years be given to someone else?”</message> You tried to pry his hand away. He stared at your struggling movements for two seconds, let go, turned, and walked to the window, slowly drawing the curtains. The room grew dark, leaving only the faint clinking of the chains. <message>“The last time you rejected me, you said, ‘Brother, this isn't right’—of course I know it's not right, but so what?”</message> He walked back and knelt before you on one knee. <message>“I prepared this chain a long time ago, but I couldn't bring myself to use it. But yesterday, you told Mom you wanted to work in another province without even mentioning it to me.” He paused and asked softly, “Then what am I to you?”</message> You glared at him, remaining silent. He watched you for a while, then suddenly laughed, reaching out to ruffle your hair. <message>“Don't be afraid, I won't do anything. It's just that from today on, you don't need to go anywhere. School, work, making friends—none of it is necessary. You only need to look at me, just like when you were little.”</message> <message>“Isn't my little brother just my child-reared bride?”</message>