Lu Qingze had no choice but to roll up his trouser legs and let Lu Qinghuai see where he was injured.

In fact, he was seriously injured.

The skateboard that was sliding violently hit his leg, and he felt as if his leg bone was broken.

Half of his calf was hit by a skateboard and his skin was white. The purple area seemed even more tragic on his fair skin.

Lu Qinghuai was frightened and stammered, "Brother, your legs are all swollen..."

Half of the calves are swollen, bluish and swollen, and look particularly scary.

"It's okay," Lu Qingze comforted him, "The family doctor has seen it for me, but my skin and flesh were injured, and I didn't hurt my bones. It will be cured in a few days."

"But, it seems to hurt!" Lu Qinghuai looked up at him, his eyes full of distress, "Brother, do you feel very painful?"

Lu Qingze subconsciously wanted to shake his head. Thinking of the private message Tang Wuyou sent him, he suppressed the urge to shake his head and nodded and said, "It's a little bit."

"What should I do?" Lu Qinghuai said anxiously, "It must not be a little bit of pain, it must be very painful, it must be very painful!"

Seeing Lu Qinghuai worried about his injury, Lu Qingze believed what Tang Wuyou said to him in his private message... His younger brother loved him.

But anyone always says in his ears that you are inferior to someone. Even if you achieve your grades, you will still be compared with a better one. All your efforts and achievements will be denied. You will feel sad and hate someone, right?

It's him bad.

He didn't realize that his brother was under such great pressure.

His younger brother shouldn't live such a life.

He should be carefree and happy, rather than being always compared to him.

He touched Lu Qinghuai's hair and smiled gently: "Xiao Huai, Wuyou has told me all the things you and Wuyou said..."

The expression on Lu Qinghuai's face froze, and his fat face turned red, his eyes dodged, and he wanted to find a crack to hide it.

"Xiao Huai, it's because my brother is not good. I'm too careless and didn't notice these things," Lu Qingze stroked his hair, looked into his eyes, and said seriously, "Xiao Huai, no matter what others say, in my brother's mind, you will always be the best.

Your classmate said that you are not as good-looking as your brother because you are still young and you are only twelve years old. When you grow up to your brother's age, you will be taller and more handsome than your brother.

Your teacher said that your grades are not as good as your brother, but your ability to do things is worse than your brother.

Xiao Huai, do you still remember?

This year, one of the gifts my brother received was building blocks.

My brother took the gift apart and felt worried when he saw the gifts scattered on a coffee table.

My brother cherishes his friendship with that friend very much and wants to put the building blocks together and send them to his friend for reading.

However, my brother has poor hands-on ability. After working hard for a long time, the piles of building blocks are still piles of building blocks.

You came back from school and in less than an hour, you turned a bunch of messy building blocks into beautiful figures.

My brother took beautiful photos of the figure and sent it to his friends. He was half complaining to his friends but actually showing off... He knew that I was disabled and gave me such a birthday gift? Fortunately, my brother is a little expert in doing things!

Xiao Huai…”

He gently stroked Lu Qinghuai's hair, his eyes full of pain and love, and his pride: "It's not good for brother. When your teacher dislikes your grades are not as good as brother, my brother did not tell you that you are my brother's greatest pride."

In the eyes of my brother, everything is good.

You smile innocently and purely, and the sun is shining. As long as your brother sees your smile, he will lose all his fatigue and worries.

Your grades don't have to be very good, and grades are not the criteria for judging a person.

In the eyes of my brother, as long as you are kind, upright and loving, it is the best.

There is also calligraphy... You don’t want to be a master of calligraphy, and I don’t want to be a master of calligraphy. When we practice calligraphy, we just cultivate our own character.

We just need to write happily, and we won’t make a living in this future, so why do we care about our talents?”

Lu Qinghuai lowered his head in shame and said stutteringly: "Brother, I was wrong..."

"No, you are not wrong," Lu Qinghuai shook his head, "It's them who are wrong, they shouldn't compare me with you.

We are completely different individuals, each with their own strengths and their own weaknesses. They always compare my strengths with your weaknesses. This is unfair and impolite.

I will talk about your teacher and calligraphy teacher and tell them that they will not be allowed to do such unfair and impolite things in the future.

Brother can’t talk about your classmates, but when they say that you are not as handsome as your brother, you can tell them that when your brother is as old as you, he looks exactly like you.

When you grow up, you will be more handsome than your brother!”

Lu Qinghuai was silent for a long time, and suddenly shook his head: "No..."

He shook his head slowly and looked into Lu Qingze's eyes: "I won't say that... I will say to them, yes, my brother is just handsome!

I have such a handsome brother, you don’t, are you very angry?"

Lu Qingze was stunned for a moment, thinking about the first possibility that Tang Wuyou told him during the private message, and laughed.

He touched Lu Qinghuai's hair and said fondly: "Well, just say that!

That's good!

We Xiaohuai have a brother who loves him the most!

His brother is so handsome, so gentle to him, and will always love him, always stand behind him and support him!"

"Brother..." Lu Qinghuai stared at him and called out to him, and suddenly threw himself into his arms again, hugging his waist and cried, "Brother... You are so good, I had a quarrel with you before, I'm too bad, too stupid... I'm not good..."

"No!" Lu Qingze hugged him, patting his back gently like he did when he was a child, and shaking him while saying, "Isn't it normal for a child to have a little temper?"

If you have a small temper, you will lose your temper and make trouble. You are a normal person.

Brother, I hope you are someone who vents joy, anger, sorrow and happiness."

Instead of being like him, joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness are hidden in his heart.

Because no one cares when he vents, he gets used to hiding all emotions in his heart.

His younger brother is different.

His younger brother cares.

With him in love and protection, his brother can cry whenever he wants, laugh whenever he wants, and lose his temper when he wants!

He will always love his younger brother, protect his younger brother, and let his younger brother be the happiest person in the world!

"Brother... I'm sorry... I'm sorry for you..." Lu Qinghuai hugged Lu Qingze and cried even more miserably.

He suddenly realized that he was very stupid in the past.
Chapter completed!