CUB - 3.2

Clumsily mixing the rice and meatball together with a spoon, he then brought the rice mixed with minced meat to Niannian's mouth.

Niannian cooperated fully, opening his mouth wide in advance to welcome his brother's feeding.

One was feeding for the first time, while the other had long forgotten what it felt like to be fed. Both were awkward and clumsy.

Afraid that his mouth was too small to hold the food, Niannian strained to open it as wide as possible, even revealing his little tongue. Su Yanheng couldn't hold back a soft chuckle.

With his mouth stuffed full of food, his cheeks puffed out like two round balls, Niannian cast a puzzled look at Su Yanheng.

"It's nothing." Su Yanheng's gaze softened as he reached out and poked one of those round, puffed-up cheeks.

So adorable. I really want to take a picture.

By the time the meal was finished, Su Yanheng's wish remained unfulfilled. Unlike most young people today, he didn't keep his phone on him at all times. When he wasn't working, his phone was more of a decoration, and sometimes he even forgot where he'd left it.

After calling Zhao Shun earlier, he had casually placed his phone in the dining room and was now filled with regret.

But even if his phone had been with him, he wouldn't have dared to take it out and snap pictures of Niannian right in front of him. That didn't fit the image he usually projected.

Holding onto this regret, Su Yanheng decided to find an opportunity to secretly take a few photos of his little brother.

After resting for a while, Su Yanheng carried Niannian to the garden in the backyard. The sunlight was beautiful today, and the servants had set up a sunshade in the garden ahead of time. 

Su Yanheng placed Niannian in a lounge chair, tucked the little rabbit plushie from his arm into Niannian's embrace, and then sat down in another lounge chair himself. He quietly observed his brother's adorable profile, waiting for the right moment.

It was summer, and white jasmine flowers bloomed all over the garden. The rich floral scent enveloped them, and within moments, their clothes were lightly perfumed with the fragrance of jasmine. This was a sight Niannian had never seen before. He had never traveled far, spending most of his time either at home or in the hospital.

According to the gossipy old neighbor lady, Mom had been Dad's mistress. She had given birth to him without permission, which was why Dad had abandoned them. Dad hadn't left much money for him and Mom, only covering his medical expenses and providing a small living allowance. They could only live in a shabby, run-down place.

The environment there was dirty, chaotic, and poor, only suitable for weeds to survive. Niannian had only ever seen fiery red flowers in the hospital, not even knowing what they were called. This was the second type of flower he had ever seen, and his older brother told him it was called jasmine.

"Do you like it?" Su Yanheng asked.

Niannian nodded his little head vigorously. Su Yanheng stood up, picked a few sprigs of jasmine, checked them over, and handed them to Niannian.

"For me?" Niannian asked in surprise.

It was already right in front of him, why was he still unsure?

This period of time had been enough for Su Yanheng to understand the reason behind Niannian's cautiousness.

His parents were at odds, his two older brothers were often away, and the brother closest to his own age didn't want anyone getting too close. The people who spent the most time with Su Younian were actually the butler and the servants. 

Su Yanheng had already looked into it, no one in this household dared to bully Niannian. Without suffering any abuse, the only thing that could have made Su Younian like this was the distance from his family.

Su Yanheng's heart ached as he gently ruffled Niannian's hair and said softly, "Yes, it's for you."

"Thank you, big brother." Niannian happily accepted the flowers, burying his little face into the soft petals and taking a deep breath of the jasmine scent.

Suddenly, a crisp, loud click sounded above his head. As soon as Niannian looked up, he met Su Yanheng's embarrassed gaze.

Su Yanheng quickly hid the hand holding his phone behind his back, his expression tense. "What's wrong?"

Niannian hadn't seen Su Yanheng's phone, nor had he noticed that his older brother was secretly taking a photo of him. He only focused on Su Yanheng's expression.

In the original story, Su Yanheng had died suddenly due to severe insomnia. Niannian wanted to help him improve his sleep, but his abilities had already vanished the moment he entered this book.

Niannian lived in a future era where most people had awakened special abilities. A few days ago, Niannian discovered that he had awakened a healing ability, which would grow stronger as he grew older. By then, he wouldn't need to go to the hospital for treatment, he could heal himself.

Unfortunately, before he could grow up and before his ability became powerful, he suddenly died of a heart attack.

When he woke up in this world, Niannian knew it was a world of ordinary people, and the version of him here had no special abilities. Holding onto a sliver of hope, he tried using the methods he remembered to help Su Yanheng, doing his best to stay close and touch him, hoping to envelop Su Yanheng with his own presence.

To his surprise, Su Yanheng actually managed to fall asleep. Niannian couldn't help but wonder, had his ability not disappeared after all?

The sunshade blocked the intense sunlight from above, casting a shadow over Su Yanheng's face and making the dark circles under his eyes appear even more severe.

Anxious, Niannian put down the bouquet of flowers, pulled Su Yanheng to lie down on the nearby lounge chair, and urged, "Big Brother, hurry up and sleep."

Su Yanheng glanced at the high-hanging sun and said self-deprecatingly, "How can I sleep in broad daylight?"

Niannian replied seriously, "That's exactly why it's the perfect time to sleep! After a meal, a nap is the best. Brother, hurry up and sleep. Niannian will stay with you."

The little one's soft, gentle voice melted Su Yanheng's heart, making him want to agree to every request Niannian made.

"Alright, I'll listen to you." Though uncertain, Su Yanheng obediently closed his eyes.

Two lounge chairs were placed side by side. Sensing the little one beside him shifting, a soft touch pressed against his arm. 

Su Yanheng opened his eyes to find the little guy had moved entirely to his side, his small head slowly nestling into his chest. Noticing he’d been caught, the child’s pair of dark, sparkling eyes were filled with seriousness: "Big brother, go to sleep."

How can I sleep like this? I just want to grab my phone and record this moment.

Su Yanheng helplessly closed his eyes again. The little one on him finally settled down, as if having found a suitable and comfortable nest, and lay still obediently.

Breathing in the milky scent wafting from the child, Su Yanheng gradually relaxed his nerves and unknowingly drifted into slumber.

He didn’t know that after he fell asleep, the little one ran his hands over every bit of his exposed skin, muttering "go to sleep" repeatedly. 

This series of actions didn’t brainwash the already soundly sleeping Su Yanheng but instead brainwashed the child himself. After fussing for a short while, the little one began to feel drowsy and fell asleep sprawled on his chest.

A while later, a small figure appeared in the garden, quietly observing the two nestled closely together. His gaze lingered on the child’s plump, rounded cheeks before he silently left the garden without a sound.

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Niannian doesn’t have any special abilities. It’s only when he’s around Niannian that Big Brother can relax enough to fall asleep easily [Let me see].

But Niannian doesn’t know this and thinks he still has some kind of power, so in Big Brother’s eyes, he’s just… a clingy little brother.

Niannian: I must seize every opportunity to stick close to Big Brother so he can recover faster [hug][hug][hug].

Su Yanheng: With you like this, I’ll die faster instead (covering nosebleed).​