"Zhi Chen..."
Choking back sobs, she didn't know what to do.
How much she wanted to comfort him? But any comfort seemed empty.
She had long known he was the eldest brother, the first-born. He bore too much for his younger brothers, his scheming born out of necessity.
He always put himself last, his life centered around family, around his brothers, and after she came, it also centered around her because of their love.
He thought for them, planned for them, shared their burdens, yet he alone never asked himself if he could truly bear all this weight.
Her eyes were red-rimmed as she wrapped her arms around his neck, and he slowly slid down, burying his face in her chest.
They sat on the ground, and he held her waist tightly.
"I'm sorry, but I... I'm not sure what's happening to me..." He had once said he would never say those three words to her again, never apologize again, never do anything to wrong her, never make her sad, never cause her grief.
