After a long while, he remained motionless.
Half an hour later, when Hua Hua looked down again, he found his brother had quieted down, deeply asleep.
Subconsciously, he pulled the blanket over Gu Shaocheng, bit by bit prying his brother's arms apart, leaving with a sense of reluctance, slowly extricating himself from his brother's hold.
That embrace wasn't meant for him; it was for his little sister-in-law.
He never fought, competed, or snatched away.
Because he knew there was no future in it.
The affection between brothers was far stronger and more reliable than the emotions he longed for. He was someone with self-awareness, a person who knew his boundaries, aware of what he could aspire to and what he could not.
All he needed was to be the cherished younger brother of Gu Shaocheng, nothing more.
And it could only be so.
