"It's nothing." Shi Wei struggled free from his grip, pointing toward the room next door to divert his attention. "Let's go eat popsicles."
"When did you buy popsicles?" Sure enough, Shi Yin's thoughts were led astray by him.
Shi Wei smiled. "Not telling you."
"Brother, you're doing this again!"
"..."
Since then, even though Shi Yaoyu would often come by to stir trouble, Shi Yin, who had learned his lesson once, no longer fell for it. In fact, except for Shi Wei, he no longer wanted to get close to anyone.
After eleven years of living together daily, their bond deepened, becoming as close as true brothers.
That was until he turned fifteen, when Shi Beiming revealed to him the truth of his origins.
The so-called story of being a friend's orphan was all lies. The man he'd called Uncle Shi for eleven years was actually his biological father.
And his mother?
