That night, Lin Shen didn't even know how he fell asleep.

He was wearing Mo Juechen's pajamas, lying on the bed in the master bedroom of the apartment, wrapped in the master's blanket.

Lin Shen had something on his mind, so he didn't notice that the master of the apartment never appeared in the master bedroom.

Lin Shen had a dream the whole night.

In his dream, he was in the real world, where his parents ignored him.

In another moment, he was in the book world, where there was a grand celebration party for him after he got first place in the exam.

In the real world, where he was always ignored.

Whenever he was sad, the gentle brother of the Lin Family, Yan Shuo, would always appear in front of him in time.

In the book world, where he was surrounded by the love of his parents and brother.

His equally gentle brother, Lin Yuan, would stand by his side at all times with a smile, waiting for him.

Later, in Lin Shen's dream.

Yan Shuo and Lin Yuan alternated.

Their originally completely different faces, except for their gentle temperaments, gradually overlapped and overlapped.

In the end, the two gradually merged into one …

Ah!

Lin Shen suddenly woke up from his dream.

He opened his eyes wide and looked at the dim room.

The thick floor-to-ceiling windows blocked the moonlight outside.

A night light in the corner was faintly lit, emitting a soft light like that of a firefly.

For a moment, Lin Shen was a little dazed.

Where was he?

As his eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, Lin Shen slowly saw the outline of the dim light on the ceiling.

He reached out to wipe his face and raised his hand to turn on the ceiling light.

The furnishings in the room made him realize that he didn't go back to the Lin Family last night.

Lin Shen turned over and sat on the edge of the bed.

He sat there in a daze.

Many scenes in the dream had gradually become blurred, but the scene that scared him awake in the end became clearer and clearer.

Brother, Lin Yuan.

Yan Shuo.

They …

Lin Shen put his hands on his knees and buried his entire face in Shen's palms.

When he first transmigrated into the novel, he indeed often tried to find the shadow of Yan Shuo in Lin Yuan.

The gentle man who gave him the only warmth and comfort in his entire youth.

It was also the sunlight that could never be erased from his heart.

However, after interacting with him for a long time, one would realize that Lin Yuan and Yan Shuo were different.

They were all very patient and gentle men.

However, Lin Yuan was much more casual.

He would make jokes about her and Mo Juechen.

Some small habits, such as having a fruit juice hard candy in his mouth when he was busy working or working overtime.

They would browse the forums, and they would also think that a crispy duck doujinshi artist like Su Tiantian was very cute and had a bright future, so they would poach her to work on their own manga app.

As for Yan Shuo …

Lin Shen thought hard for a moment.

He suddenly realized that he knew very little about Yan Shuo.

His deepest impression of this next-door brother was probably that he would always appear in time when he was at his saddest and felt that he had been abandoned by the whole world.

He remembered that before he went abroad to study, he would accompany him on weekends and afternoons.

He also remembered the relaxation and happiness when they occasionally played games together.

However, what kind of person was Yan Shuo?

Lin Shen was really a little confused.

He frowned slightly.

Especially after Yan Shuo went abroad to study, Lin Shen saw him much less.

The last time he saw this brother of the Lin Family seemed to be more than a year ago.

"Knock, knock, knock."

Lin Shen was lost in thought when there was a sudden knock on the door.

Mo Juechen's voice came through the door. "Are you up?"

"Yes." Lin Shen quickly responded.

He quickly ran his hands through his hair and got up to open the door for Mo Juechen.

As soon as the bedroom door opened, a faint smell of fried eggs drifted in.

"Breakfast is ready." Mo Juechen's face was still not very good.

He didn't seem to have slept well either. There were dark circles under his eyes.

"Oh." Lin Shen responded.

He followed behind Mo Juechen and walked to the dining room.

There were two large round white porcelain plates on the dining table. There was a fried egg and a few pieces of toast on it.

There were slices of tomato in the middle of the toast.

Leaves of lettuce that had been washed clean.

There was also a thin layer of tuna.

In addition, there was a large glass of freshly squeezed orange juice.

It was very simple, but very delicious.

Mo Juechen's cooking skills had always been very good.

Even an ordinary fried egg could be fried until one side was slightly charred and the other side was tender.

The egg yolk was not broken at all. When you poked it with a fork, the yolk liquid inside rolled gently with the fork.

Lin Shen quickly finished his portion and couldn't help but praise, "It's delicious."

He looked at Mo Juechen with a little curiosity, "How can your cooking skills be so good?"

For someone of Mo Juechen's status, shouldn't Michelin chefs from all over the world fly over and personally cook for him if he wanted to eat something?

How could he have such excellent cooking skills!

"Only now do you want to flatter me …" Mo Juechen glared at him, "It's too late."

He drank the last mouthful of orange juice and put down the glass.

Then he propped his chin up with one hand and looked at the time, "There's still one hour and seventeen minutes before school starts."

Mo Juechen looked into Lin Shen's eyes, "You can start explaining now."

"Explain, explain what?" Lin Shen stuttered.

As soon as he asked, he immediately reacted.

Mo Juechen was probably talking about what he said last night before he went to bed.

He wanted him to think clearly about what his relationship with Lin Yuan was.

"I …" Lin Shen was tongue-tied.

He looked at Mo Juechen.

He looked at Mo Juechen's expressionless face.

He looked at Mo Juechen's sharp eyes.

Lin Shen was speechless for a long time.

He also wanted to explain.

But he was confused and didn't understand the situation at all.

"You don't want to admit that you're stupid." Mo Juechen snorted softly.

He was obviously prepared as he pulled a blank A4 paper from the side.

Mo Juechen wrote down Lin Yuan and Lin Shen's names on the paper, "Reluctantly, I'll help you, idiot, sort out your thoughts."

Lin Shen, "…"

He looked at the two names on the white paper and then looked up at Mo Juechen.

He didn't know why, but he felt that Mo Juechen seemed to be a little … happy?

"You and Lin Yuan, biological brothers." Mo Juechen said as he drew a horizontal line between the two of them and wrote down the word "brother".

He hesitated and looked up at Lin Shen, "Are you biological brothers?"

"Yes … I guess so."

Lin Shen was a little uncertain when he asked this question.

Mo Juechen, "…"

He took a deep breath, "Since you don't know, then we can be considered biological brothers."

"… Okay."

"From the photos of Lin Weining and Lu Miaomiao, I can see that you have a deep …"

Mo Juechen said as he wrote four big words on the paper, "Admiration!"

Lin Shen, "…"

"As your biological brother, Lin Yuan is a genius with excellent grades. He's a few years older than you, and he's outstanding in both his studies and work.

It's normal for you to admire your genius brother, "Mo Juechen said as he glanced at Lin Shen.

This time, Lin Shen didn't say anything.

He really admired such an outstanding brother.

"So it gave others the opportunity to take these ambiguous photos," Mo Juechen said again.

"In fact, it's just a younger brother's pure admiration for his older brother," he added.

Lin Shen, "…"

Okay.

He also hoped that was the case.

"Then …" Lin Shen remembered, "What about the video?"

Actually, the most ambiguous part of the whole thing was the video and photos of Lin Yuan pinning him against the wall.

If this part could be explained clearly, then the other parts could be explained with brotherly love.

"I knew you would ask." Mo Juecheng slammed his phone on the table with a loud "bang".

He raised his chin at Lin Shen and gestured to him, "Take a look."

There was no password on the phone.

After the screen lit up, it immediately showed a video that was about to be played.

Lin Shen glanced at Mo Juechen before pressing the play button.

Soon, the image on the phone began to change.

At the beginning, it was the same as the video that Lu Miaomiao showed Mo Juechen.

In the video, Lin Shen was following behind an obviously drunk Lin Yuan.

Then, he went to help him and pinned him against the wall.

Lu Miaomiao's video stopped abruptly at this point.

However, the video on Mo Juechen's phone continued to play.

It was just that the angle of the video was different from Lu Miaomiao's.

In this video, when Lin Yuan pinned him against the wall, Lin Shen could clearly see his own face.

In the video, Lin Yuan's eyes were wide open.

His expression was so sorrowful.

The despair in his eyes was even more than the despair in Lin Shen's eyes in the video.

Lin Shen was a little stunned.

He had never seen such an expression on his brother's face.

He even deliberately paused the video and zoomed in to look at Lin Yuan's face carefully.

When the entire phone screen was occupied by Lin Yuan's handsome and elegant face.

In addition to despair, Lin Shen also saw guilt in his brother's eyes.

The complicated look in his eyes made his brother look like he was in pain.

He was the one who pinned him against the wall.

However, it looked like someone was holding a knife against him.

Lin Shen was stunned for a moment before continuing to play the video.

Further down, Lin Yuan leaned forward as if he was going to kiss his brother against the wall.

Lu Miaomiao's video stopped abruptly at this point.

However, Mo Juechen's video continued to play.

There was no kiss as imagined.

Lin Yuan only rested his forehead on Lin Shen's shoulder.

In the video, the young man looked so thin.

He was shorter than Lin Yuan, but he seemed to be using all his strength to support his brother, who was sad and desperate for some reason.

"I'm sorry …" A voice that sounded like a sigh could be heard vaguely from the video.

Sorry?!

Was Lin Yuan talking?

Lin Shen was instantly stunned.

Was Lin Yuan saying sorry to him?

He was stunned for a few seconds. His fingers quickly moved the progress bar.

Rewind fifteen seconds and then turned up the media volume to the maximum.

The video played again.

This time, Lin Shen heard it even more clearly.

Lin Yuan's soft sigh could be heard from the phone. "I'm sorry …"

He said.

His forehead was still resting on his brother's shoulder. Even his shoulder was collapsing.

It was as if there was a weight that life could not bear, weighing heavily on his shoulders.

Finally, a genius like Lin Yuan was completely crushed.

The young man in the video didn't say anything.

After that "I'm sorry", the entire scene seemed to become still again.

In this version of Mo Juechen's video, they couldn't see Lin Shen's expression.

They could only see his hands hanging by his side, clenching and then relaxing.

The video progress bar went on for about three minutes.

Lin Shen finally spoke.

His back was facing the camera. His voice was hoarse but calm, "If you will always be happy in the future, then …"

He said softly, "I will forgive you."