The Veracity

47. Brother

Author's note: Don't read without the music play the music while reading and cry tears of agony with me.

"I had a happy family, to begin with," Kexing said as he bought a bottle of wine and poured himself a drink since it would be easy for him to talk with some alcohol in his system.

" My parents were well educated and had high paying jobs, my mother was a beautiful woman she was a teacher while my father was a successful doctor,

 brother was... a..what you can say... a perfect person, someone whom I had always admired.

My brother was best of the best, be it academics, sports, cooking, and whatnot, sometimes I used to feel that how in the word this guy can be a human."

A feeling of warmth and proudness erupted in Zhan's heart, being admired by his little brother and to have someone who looked up to him and speak so highly of him made him really delightful.

Even if Kexing does not know that the brother he is speaking of is right in front of him, it still makes Zhan glad that Kexing thinks so highly of him.

Kexing took another sip of the drink.

"He would always take scolding on my behalf," Kexing said with a smile, "When my mother would bring a slipper to beat me my brother would always take the beating for me but in return, I would have t clean his room, and run errands for him" 

Kexing laughed and so did Zhan.

"But he was the best brother for me, we also a had little friend from our neighborhood, together he and us two would play a lot and do a lot of mischievous works.

My brother was very shameless and blunt as well like there was this one time when a boy had bullied me and to take revenge for me my brother literally went to that boy's class and applied glue to the boy's seat and made him sit down on it and when the boy got up his pants were torn." Kexing laughed a little and drank another glass, Zhan didn't stop him either before continuing, 

"All in all life was very peaceful but not for long...one day my parents accepted an invitation to visit some, place..."

Kexing's smile and cheerfulness vanished, his hold on the glass tightened.

"My parents..."Kexing stopped and took a deep breath, and this time directly drank half a bottle in one go "My parents were...killed...and we were made to run, from there."

Kexing said and, his face was becoming red and Zhan could tell that Kexing was already tipsy, Zhan knew that this part was going to come sooner or later but he still felt unbearable sadness.

"What about your brother?" Zhan asked carefully.

"My brother and I ran outside the building all the way to the road but in the middle, my brother let go of my hand and told me that he was going back."

"Why?" Zhan asked desperately he also wants to know that how the hell did he end up with the Xiao's

But Kexing who had finished his one bottle of wine opened another one, and drank a good amount in one go before speaking.

"Well there was one other family with us who had gone to that place, and they were killed as well but  their child, our friend was still inside the building and my brother wanted to save him

But he never came back"

Zhan sat leaned back on the bed and closed his eyes, so that dream when he had seen his little self convincing Kexing to let go was the memory of the day when his parents had died.