frightfiction Chapter 169 The elder brother’s faith is his younger brother
Chapter 169 The elder brother’s faith is his younger brother
"What else can't he let go of?" Xia Yang thought for a long time but still had no clue.
Fu Xiuyan's eyes were deep and his voice was low: "Revenge, crazy revenge. No reason, no life."
Xia Yang was shocked: "What do you mean?"
"Police, gangs. Not a single one left behind." Fu Xiuyan looked away. His aura no longer resembled his own, and his voice changed, becoming even deeper and hoarse. "After searching for over twenty years, I finally found my brother. We've only known each other for a month, and in that month, we've spent less than an hour together. He shone on my brother like the sun. Brilliant, bright. All the beautiful words in the world are insufficient to describe him. How could he die? His future was limitless, yet he fell so suddenly. Why did he die? Because of the mission. If he hadn't been assigned, he wouldn't have died. If he hadn't been responsible for this mission, he wouldn't have died. If he hadn't joined the police force, he wouldn't have died. If he hadn't gone to police academy, he wouldn't have died. It's all those people's fault. Every one of them is responsible, all of them murderers of his brother. And those who broke the law. If it weren't for them, my brother wouldn't have died. Jail? Ha! How can I let them have it so easy? Every one of them will be buried with my brother. Not one of them can escape!" Fu Xiuyan's lips curled up into a gentle, yet terrifying smile.
Xia Yang understood the change in Fu Xiuyan, now he is her brother!
After a moment of stunned silence, Fu Xiuyan returned to normal and continued, "So, the younger brother wasn't just worried that his elder brother would become a hidden danger to the police station's future. He was absolutely certain that his elder brother would resort to crazy revenge. And he was the instigator. If he could live well, his elder brother would never set foot on that dark path again. He was so sure of this that he didn't even need to persuade him; his elder brother would follow his direction unconditionally. But he was about to die. If he died, what would happen to his elder brother? What would happen to him? That's why he hinted to his elder brother to go with him. He knew his elder brother would understand. After all, they were born of the same mother, twins connected by heart. He shared his elder brother's madness, so he could disregard the righteous doctrines he had been taught for years and lure a man who hadn't committed a crime to death. They were essentially the same kind of people. They just had different beliefs. The younger brother believed in the purity of heaven and earth. The elder brother believed in his younger brother."
Xia Yang was silent for a long time. Fu Xiuyan didn't know what he was thinking, so he didn't interrupt.
"Director Li is very brave." Xia Yang said suddenly.
Fu Xiuyan saw him come back to his senses. He poured a glass of warm water and fed Xia Yang two sips. He spoke casually, "He's at this age now. He's famous and well-off. He just wants to shoot more of the things he wanted to but couldn't or didn't dare to shoot in the past. As he put it, after living for most of his life, he can finally be himself."
"Delayed puberty?"
Fu Xiuyan smiled: "Maybe. But my Xia Xia can live recklessly every day and do whatever she wants at any time. No need to wait until later."
Xia Yang's eyes lit up: "Really? I want to eat three ice creams today!"
Fu Xiuyan touched Xia Yang's furry head lovingly and said, "No."
"Hmph! I'm leaving. You can work on your own." Xia Yang stood up and left angrily.
"Myself?"
"Well, let's just follow what we just discussed. Adjust it a little to fit the main idea. We learned this when we were writing essays in elementary school. Isn't it difficult for Teacher Fu?"
Xia Yang said it easily, but this was nothing like writing an essay. Not to mention whether the pronunciation of each word rhymed, just saying that he could only use the minimum number of words to meet Xia Yang's requirements was already very difficult. Xia Xia was obviously making things difficult for him: "Okay. I'll take you home."
"No. Don't even take a single step out of this door until you're done." Xia Yang left with a proud and confident look on his face. Fu Xiuyan was helpless. He was reluctant to let Xia Yang go, but his work efficiency had indeed skyrocketed without him.
Fu Xiuyan finally came out in the wee hours of the morning. He immediately went to the bedroom to look for his wife. But no one was there; the bed was still made the way he had made it. He went to the bathroom, but Xia Yang wasn't there either.
After wandering around upstairs and downstairs, he finally found someone in the audio-visual room. Xia Yang didn't like watching movies before. The only things in the house were those he used for writing lyrics and composing music. The audio-visual room was newly renovated after he met Fu Xiuyan. When Fu Xiuyan knew he wanted to install an audio-visual room, he immediately volunteered. Fu Xiuyan personally supervised the decoration of every corner of the room. Even the color of the pillows was chosen by him personally. Everything was the best. Of course, there were also clips of all the movies he had acted in.
When Fu Xiuyan came in, one of his films was playing on the screen, and the story on the screen was still slowly developing along its trajectory. However, the moviegoer had fallen asleep on the sofa without knowing when.
He was barefoot and had no blanket on him. He was curled up on the sofa. Even though he had long legs and feet, he only huddled up a tiny amount, not even taking up the entire sofa. Fu Xiuyan felt heartbroken just looking at him.
The temperature and humidity here are actually constant. It's been specially adjusted to suit Xia Yang's constitution. Regardless of the weather or the season, it's always comfortable. Xia Yang walks around barefoot like this, sleeping when he's tired, and he's never caught a cold.
But Fu Xiuyan couldn't help but worry.
He turned off the screen and carefully carried him horizontally. Xia Yang woke up when the movie was turned off. When Fu Xiuyan picked him up, he rubbed against Fu Xiuyan's arms and asked softly, "Is it over?"
Fu Xiuyan kissed him on the forehead: "Well, I'll carry you back to sleep, dear."
The sound of Fu Xiuyan's heartbeat filled her ears, familiar and comforting. Xia Yang counted the beats one by one, and when she reached the bedroom, she regained consciousness.
"Teacher Fu is amazing. He fixed it in such a short time."
Fu Xiuyan laughed: "Don't come on. If you come by yourself, it will be earlier. I'll go wash up first."
Xia Yang turned over and was about to get out of bed: "I'm going to see Teacher Fu's masterpiece."
"We'll see tomorrow. You can't get away. Don't leave the bedroom until I get back."
"Okay..." Xia Yang lay back on the bed and pulled up the quilt, revealing only a few fingertips clutching the quilt and a face so beautiful it was hard to tell whether it was male or female: "Am I good?"
Fu Xiuyan's throat moved barely perceptibly: "Be good."
"Then please come back soon, husband. I'll be waiting for you." Xia Yang narrowed her eyes and smiled at Fu Xiuyan.
Fu Xiuyan didn't know how he managed not to pounce on her, and he even went to the bathroom obediently. In the end, he took the fastest shower he had ever taken, and then he couldn't wait to leave.
Xia Yang remained in the same position as before. The moment she saw Fu Xiuyan, she smiled and said, "Husband, you're out! Come here!" Then she lifted a corner of the quilt and motioned Fu Xiuyan to lie down. Her eyes were full of naked anticipation.
Fu Xiuyan lay on the bed, holding the person in his arms, and leaned forward to kiss her. But the touch was different, and he kissed a finger.
"What are you doing?" Xia Yang asked him.
"You." He moved closer, but was pushed away again.
"I'm asking you, what are you going to do?" Xia Yang asked word by word.
"you."
Xia Yang understood. It was Xia Yang's birthday. He gritted his teeth and said, "Just lie down for me! Don't move!!!"
"Okay!" Fu Xiuyan quickly lay down: "I'm ready, wife, come over. Do you want to play something different today?"
Xia Yang felt that Fu Xiuyan's handsome face was really wretched at the moment: "Besides that matter, can you think of anything else?!"
Fu Xiuyan shook his head: "No."
For the first time, Xia Yang felt speechless... He didn't want to communicate with him anymore...