"Buran!"
Qin Father slapped the table and said coldly, "Is that how you talk to your mom and dad?"
Qin Buran drew a deep breath, and his hurt came flooding out.
He looked at Qin Father. "Mom and dad?"
"When we were little, Qin Yuze said you were his mom and dad alone."
"After that, you made me call you Uncle and Auntie instead. If I got it wrong, you punished me and wouldn't let me eat." Qin Buran took several deep breaths, but his chest still felt tight. Tears fell one after another. "You said I was the older brother, so I had to give way to him."
"But how much older than Qin Yuze was I?"
"He was three, and I was four." Qin Buran smiled bitterly. "So I had to let him have everything?"
Pei Hang had never heard Qin Buran talk about any of this.
He had always thought Qin Father and Qin Mother had merely neglected Qin Buran. He hadn't realized they had treated him as though he didn't exist.
Pei Hang's heart ached unbearably.
Yet even after everything Qin Buran had said, Qin Father didn't think he had done anything wrong. "One year older is still older!"
"Didn't you have a mom and dad? Making you call us Uncle and Auntie didn't mean we really were your uncle and aunt!" Even now, Qin Father was still blaming Qin Buran. "You had to fight over something so trivial! You had to compete over something so trivial! What kind of older brother are you?"
Qin Buran looked at Qin Father, his eyes fragile and disbelieving.
Then he suddenly wiped the tears from his face with the back of his hand. "Don't worry. I'm not fighting or competing anymore."
Qin Buran smiled and stood up. "Uncle, Auntie,