"Big brother, it's me..."
The shadow suddenly spoke and it was Jiang Shixu's voice.
Jiang Yan retracted the hand that he was about to throw something with.
He knew about Jiang Shixu's condition; he barely ate and was skin and bones. He was so timid that if Jiang Yan hurt him by throwing something, the old man would hang him from the ceiling and beat him.
So, he resentfully pulled his hand back.
"Jiang Shixu, why aren't you sleeping in the middle of the night? Are you here by my door on Jiang Li's orders?"
"No, big brother." Jiang Shixu took a step forward, his bloodless face emerging in the dim room. "I can't sleep on my own."
Unexpectedly, Jiang Yan was startled again.
It wasn't that he was cowardly; it was just that the guy looked so unsettling in the middle of the night.
With dead, dried-out hair and frighteningly pale skin.
Even though his eyes were large, they were deeply sunken, making the dark circles under his eyelids even more prominent.
A perfectly good skin and the excellent genes from his second uncle's family had turned him into this ghostly figure.
Jiang Yan clutched the pillow beneath him. "You, don't come any closer. Stay there, don't move."
"But big brother... I, I really can't sleep." Jiang Shixu's voice got lower and lower, turning ethereal in the silent night.
Jiang Yan shivered, his brows furrowing and unfurling.
"If you can't sleep, see a doctor. Why bother me? Go away, I want to sleep now."
"Big brother, sometimes I really envy you." Jiang Shixu said in a low voice, speaking haltingly, "You can carefreely go to different places every day, whereas I, I can only stay in that small room every day, unable to do anything but stare at the ceiling or count the pieces of broken clocks in my drawer."
At this moment, Jiang Yan sensed something was amiss, his voice pressing down.
"What, what are you talking about? What's actually wrong?"
Could this kid be thinking of something desperate?
But just then, he couldn't move!
"That Shixu." Jiang Yan coughed softly, "Actually, you don't need to envy me. Sometimes, I even envy you—you see, you have both a mom and a dad—"
As soon as he said it, Jiang Yan regretted it.
After all, having Jiang Shixu's parents was as good as having none, and his illness was also because of their neglect.
Sure enough, when he looked up, he met Jiang Shixu's plaintive gaze, which scared him out of his wits.
"Shixu, you..."
"Big brother, I have only one unfulfilled wish. You must grant it for me."
Jiang Yan's mind was completely blank.
The pain and exhaustion on his body, along with the fright he had just experienced, made him feel like a tightly strung wire, ready to snap with just a little more pressure.
So, without thinking, he said:
"You, tell me. As long as I can do it, anything is fine."
"Can you sign something for me?" Jiang Shixu raised a few sheets of paper in his hand.
Jiang Yan was stunned.
"Sign what? Did you cause trouble at school and need a guardian's signature on a letter of guarantee that the teacher made you write?"
After all, he had done this hundreds of times when he was in school.
But hadn't Jiang Shixu dropped out of school half a year ago?
Jiang Shixu floated forward, laying the papers in front of him.
"Big brother, are you unwilling?"
His mournful expression seemed to signal that if he were rejected, he might very well jump out of the wide-open window.
Jiang Yan did not dare to risk it and just picked up the pen.
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