850 “After Fast Traveling and Sleeping with the Villain” World Sixteen, Two Brothers (12)
byZhao Heping and Zhao He’an are brothers who are drifting apart.
This is the fact revealed in Xue Qi’s memory.
At first, she was only vaguely aware of this, but she didn’t find it strange.
After all, no one stipulates that brothers must be close to each other, not to mention that the Zhao family’s situation is different from that of ordinary families. It seems reasonable that two people with completely different personalities will gradually drift apart.
Later, Xue Qi learned that Zhao He’an was jealous of Zhao Heping.
A little jealousy is harmless, and people’s emotions cannot be completely positive. However, Zhao He’an’s jealousy towards Zhao Heping accumulated into a puddle, corroding his own heart bit by bit.
When Zhao Heping was born, Lin Wanwan and Zhao Jiancheng were very affectionate. However, after Zhao He’an was born, Lin Wanwan and Zhao Jiancheng gradually developed a rift between them.
Therefore, Lin Wanwan always paid more attention to his eldest son.
After she got divorced and went abroad, every time she called home, she would first ask how Zhao Heping was doing. Sometimes she even forgot that she had another son.
Children’s minds are already delicate, not to mention Zhao He’an with such a sensitive temperament.
He realized that in the eyes of adults, his brother was more important than him.
However, before Wang Lihua came, Zhao He’an still relied on Zhao Heping.
Zhao Jiancheng’s career is getting bigger and bigger, and he runs between the research laboratory and the company. He doesn’t spend much time at home. Most of the time, only the two brothers and the aunt who is responsible for their daily life are at home.
Zhao Heping has been like a little adult since he was a child, especially after Lin Wanwan left, he shouldered the responsibility of taking care of his younger brother.
In fact, he is not much bigger than Zhao He’an.
That period of youth was the time when the relationship between the two brothers was at its best.
Then, Wang Lihua came.
Zhao Heping was resistant to Wang Lihua. Although he did not show it openly, his attitude was as if he was not close to a strange elder and only maintained basic and superficial politeness.
After all, no matter what, she was Zhao Jiancheng’s wife and his mother in name only.
Therefore, Zhao Heping drew a clear line between Wang Lihua and Wang Lihua.
He doesn’t regard each other as family.
Zhao Hean had the same idea as his brother at first.
Wang Lihua is the woman who usurped her mother’s position. She and Xue Qi are both outsiders of the Zhao family.
But Zhao He’an is different from Zhao Heping. He doesn’t want to coexist peacefully, but wants to drive the other party out directly.
Despite this thought, Zhao He’an is a very smart child and knows that being too straightforward will only be counterproductive.
It happened that at that time, his classmate told him a lot of the plot because his parents were obsessed with the maze fighting drama and he was bored in class.
Zhao He’an was not interested in love, hate, and resentment, but he grasped the “key point.”
He decided to pretend to be close to Wang Lihua first, and then find an opportunity to get himself “injured”, and then blame Wang Lihua. Although he was not as favored as his brother, he was still his biological son, and Zhao Jiancheng would definitely not sit idly by.
Zhao He’an even formulated a comprehensive plan for this.
The day before his twelfth birthday, he fell down the stairs.
Wang Lihua stood at the top of the stairs with a blank look on her face.
Zhao He’an had practiced secretly many times. Although he suffered some flesh injuries, they were not serious. However, the outcome of the matter was completely different from what he expected.
Not only did Wang Lihua not leave, Zhao Jiancheng even treated her better.
As for Zhao Hean…
“What’s the big deal if a man gets hurt?”
Zhao He’an couldn’t believe it.
“But, but…I…” When he got a completely different reaction from the adult than he expected, the young man seemed at a loss and became incoherent.”Wang Lihua, no, Aunt Hua…she…”
“What?” Zhao Jiancheng stared at him.”What do you want to say?”
Under the man’s oppressive gaze, Zhao He’an’s lips kept slurping, but no sound came out.
It was as if all those dirty little thoughts had been discovered.
In his silence, Zhao Jiancheng suddenly smiled.
The soft sound made Zhao He’an’s heart sink to the bottom.
Zhao Jiancheng walked to his youngest son and squatted down.
“Dad…”
Zhao Jiancheng patted his son’s head.
“I know what you are thinking, He An.” His expression and eyes were kind.”You want to say that it was Wang Lihua who pushed you downstairs, right?”
Because of these words, all the color drained from Zhao Hean’s face.
He even started to tremble unconsciously.
Looking at his son who was so surprised and uncertain, Zhao Jiancheng sighed helplessly.
“This is the difference between you and your brother, He An.”
Zhao Hean’s body stiffened.
The expression Zhao Jiancheng looked at him could actually be called gentle, but there was something deeper, more difficult to understand, and even more uneasy in Zhao He’an’s eyes hidden in those deep black eyes.
He couldn’t distinguish the emotion in it, he only felt resistance instinctively.
“Sure enough, there is still a difference.”
This murmuring sentence made Zhao Hean feel like he had fallen into an ice cave.
“But it doesn’t matter, your brother is enough.” Zhao Jiancheng ruffled Zhao He’an’s hair and stood up.”Since you don’t have the ability, don’t think about doing stupid things, He An.”
“You are still young, so I won’t argue with you this time.”
“But you should be obedient from now on and don’t cause trouble to the adults.” The man was condescending, his tone sounding like coaxing and warning.”Got it?”
From that moment on, Zhao Hean clearly realized a cruel fact.
In the heart of his father Zhao Jiancheng, he will never be as good as his eldest brother Zhao Heping.
It was also from that moment that a seed called hatred buried in the young man’s heart began to take root and sprout.
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