Bi Yuan didn’t like going to school. First of all, he already knew everything they taught there. Second, he didn’t like the other kids at school. Those kids not only refused to play with him, but also constantly called him a fatherless child.
Regarding those kid’s words, Bi Yuan didn’t feel like denying it. The dad in his memory was an irresponsible person who abandoned his mom, brother, and him, leaving behind a pile of debts. Such a person didn’t deserve to be his father.
But sometimes he would wonder if one day his dad would appear like a hero and protect him. But that was just a thought.
"Yesterday, I asked you to write an essay on ’The Person I Admire the Most’. I’ve collected them and had a look," the class teacher stood at the podium holding the assignment book, "Most students wrote about their parents, but one of them wrote about someone else. Now, let’s have Bi Yuan read his essay to everyone."
Suddenly being called upon, Bi Yuan snapped back to reality. His small, expressionless face turned blush red as he slowly walked to the podium to receive the book, "The Person I Admire the Most."
"I have an elder brother. Initially, I didn’t like him much. In fact, I even disliked him a bit because he always made mom cry and sad," Bi Yuan paused for a moment, bit his lip, and continued with some embarrassment, "But gradually, I discovered that I started to like him. Just yesterday, he became the person I admire the most."
"He told mom, ’From today on, I’ll protect you all.’ I thought he was lying to us. But yesterday, when I was bullied, he appeared before me like a hero and fiercely beat up those who bullied me."
"He liked to call me Bi Xiaoyuan, but I have never called him brother. Actually, deep in my heart, I’ve called him brother countless times."
"He is my brother, the person I admire and like the most. I hope he will always be the brother I like."
Bi Yuan gripped the small book tightly. From his cute and handsome little face, one could see his nervousness.
Even though he rarely spoke in class, many young girls still liked Bi Yuan because he was handsome, like a prince. Upon hearing that Bi Yuan had an elder brother, they lifted their heads and wowed, thinking that the prince’s brother would also be a prince, wouldn’t he?
The class teacher smiled and started clapping, and other classmates joined in. "Bi Yuan’s essay showed his psychological changes clearly, expressed the reasons why he admired his brother, and conveyed his wish."
Looking down at Bi Yuan affectionately, the teacher said, "Since you like your brother, be brave and say it out loud. If you don’t say it, how will your brother know?"
Bi Yuan froze for a moment and bowed his head. If he didn’t say it, his brother wouldn’t know?
So, since he had never called Bi Xia ’brother,’ would Bi Xia be angry?
Thinking of this, Bi Yuan immediately felt uneasy. He wanted to run back right now and find Bi Xia. But if Bi Xia was really in front of him, would he be able to call out those two words?
As long as he could remember, Bi Yuan realized that his brother was not very fond of speaking or interacting with anyone. As soon as he got home, he’d stay in his room until school the next day. Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn novel★fire.net
Bi Xia often made their mom cry a lot. Whenever she cried, she begged Bi Xia for forgiveness. Bi Yuan didn’t know why their mom wanted Bi Xia’s forgiveness, but it made him resent Bi Xia.
Their mom worked so hard to raise them, yet Bi Xia made her cry so terribly. He was so inconsiderate and refused to acknowledge Bi Xia as his brother.
But later, Bi Xia seemed to change. With his usual expressionless face, he started liking to talk, chat, and joke with him.
He now often made their mom laugh. Most importantly, when Bi Yuan saw the current Bi Xia, he always felt very reassured.
"Report!" A loud voice sounded, and Bi Yuan looked up. A chubby kid in the first row grinned maliciously. "Teacher, I know why Bi Yuan wrote about his brother and not his parents!"