Chapter 136: Chapter 136: Brothers Reconcile
Gu Wangchao took the initiative to suggest a walk.
Gu Peihai agreed willingly.
After walking for a few minutes, Gu Peihai finally found a topic.
"In a few days, you’ll be releasing a single, right?"
"Yeah."
An awkward silence.
Gu Peihai racked his brains for a topic, and then his younger brother suddenly said, "I called Mr. Wang."
He replied instinctively, "How has he been lately? I remember he has quite severe rheumatism."
Silence.
Gu Wangchao stopped walking and looked at Gu Peihai with eyes reminiscent of Mu Xue.
"Mr. Wang never taught you, how come you know him so well?"
Film Emperor Gu: "..."
The Film Emperor pondered and pondered, but hadn’t found a reason when Gu Wangchao lowered his eyes and said, "I know it all."
"Know what?"
Gu Wangchao spoke a few sentences in a calm voice.
He wanted to express gratitude but felt that saying thank you was too formal.
The thinking time was too long. When he looked up, he saw his elder brother sweating nervously.
"Why are you sweating so much?"
Could he say it was because he was nervous? Gu Peihai coughed lightly, "Well, this, that, I didn’t mean to spy on you..."
"I know you’re concerned about me."
Gu Peihai paused, staring at his younger brother.
"Bro," Gu Wangchao said seriously, "I’m sorry for always avoiding you before."
He avoided the caring elder brother due to his ridiculous inferiority and pride.
"No, there’s no need to apologize," the handsome film emperor waved his hands around, "It’s not your fault. If I were you, hearing those people talk like that, erasing my efforts, I’d be angry too, and I’d take it out on you...not take it out, it’s just that I didn’t protect you well."
The tone was somewhat dejected.
Gu Peihai thought, he could shield his cousin Gu Che, yet he couldn’t protect his own brother, what a failure.
"I wasn’t angry."
Gu Wangchao suddenly looked into the distance, his ears reddening, "What outsiders say doesn’t affect me. I never blamed you either. I... I’m actually proud of you."
His brother was like a dazzling star, as a family member, he was certainly proud.
"Heh heh."
Hearing the odd sound, Gu Wangchao turned around and saw his brother’s unparalleled handsome face, as if the silly laughter he heard was just an illusion.
"Ahem," Gu Peihai tried to maintain a serious expression, "Chao, I didn’t expect that’s what you thought. I always thought..."
"Thought what?"
Gu Peihai found it hard to speak.
At that moment, his sister’s voice echoed in his ear.
"Express boldly and bravely, you’re brothers! You also think Brother Wangchao is great, no matter what you say, he won’t laugh at you!"
Privately, his sister had encouraged him like this on more than one occasion, always standing proudly with her little back straight, "You should learn from Miaomiao, say you want roast chicken if you want it, say you hate cilantro if you hate it. Open communication is the way to get true feedback."
Although his sister always liked to use food as an example, thinking about it now, it actually made a lot of sense.
"I always thought," the handsome film emperor stood straight, his expression solemn like receiving an award, "you looked down on me."
The young singer widened his eyes, looking at him, somewhat in shock.
"Because," Gu Peihai couldn’t help but touch his nose, "you see, I can’t cook, and every time I do chores, you have to clean up the mess. And I sing, terribly. But you sing wonderfully and have won so many awards. Many stores on the street like to play your songs."
Outside of studying and acting, he was often clumsy, and his singing was something people avoided.
After his brother became estranged from him, he often thought, was it because he was clumsy and couldn’t sing that he was disliked? Were there so many sour words that his brother came to hate him?
Because of him, people’s brother, others erased his brother’s hard work and talent.
"Why...why would you think that?"
Gu Wangchao only felt his eyes becoming a bit teary.
"How should it be me thinking that?"
He said awkwardly, "Since childhood, my academic performance was never good, and after becoming a musician, only a few songs became popular. But you’re the youngest three-time film emperor, with so many fans and awards."
In a moment of impulse, he exposed his inner inferiority and timidity.
"Such an inferior me doesn’t deserve to be your brother."
As a child, other children always said, "Are you really his brother?" "You’re nowhere near your brother."
In middle school, teachers always said, "There’s such a big difference between you two!" "Don’t embarrass your brother!"
Winning the national youth singing competition in college, many people said, "It’s nothing compared to his brother" "He doesn’t sing well at all, I suspect the judges took into account his brother" "If he stays at this level, the haters will have more reasons to hate his brother."
Gu Peihai’s face darkened.
The young singer turned his head, "You’re a three-time film emperor, so what if you can’t cook."
"Do you think being a film emperor is better than a chef?"
It was the first time Gu Wangchao heard him speak in such a cold voice.
Gu Peihai, with a cold face, said, "Everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses, there’s no need for comparison. A film emperor and a chef can’t be compared. The film emperor who can act can’t cook. The chef with excellent culinary skills can’t act. They’re both leaders in their respective fields, they’re not inferior to each other."
He thought his clumsiness made him disliked, but he never felt inferior, just wanted to get closer to his brother. Yet he never expected his brother’s heart was knotted like this.
"Chao," with both hands he held Gu Wangchao’s shoulders, "maybe compared to the seniors, you still need to work hard. But among the new generation singers, you’re really remarkable. I never thought your achievements were lower than mine, I’ve always been proud of you too."
After a long time, the brothers walked side by side back.
After walking a distance, Gu Peihai returned to his usual self, playfully slinging his arm around his brother’s shoulder.
"Chao, family should be candid, don’t keep things bottled up in the future, learn from your brother."
Gu Wangchao glanced at him, "Did Miaomiao tell you that? Don’t you also like to keep things to yourself? I should learn from Miaomiao."
Both brothers had things on their minds and didn’t talk to anyone, and they gradually drifted apart. Fortunately, now a lovely opportunity arose.
After walking a bit further, they heard a ’wu wu’ crying sound.
"That sounds like Miaomiao?"
Gu Wangchao smacked the Film Emperor’s hand away and hurried over.
Only to see Tuanzi in her mother’s arms, crying ’wu wu’, her big eyes watery, and the tip of her nose red.
"Miaomiao, what’s the matter?"
Gu Wangchao and Gu Peihai approached one after the other, wanting to hug her, but afraid she’d refuse.
Mu Xue was somewhat puzzled, "She just started crying suddenly."
Tuanzi pouted and cried.
"Because Brother Pei Hai and Brother Wangchao are so foolish, Miaomiao ended up crying."
She had overheard their conversation.
Are these two brothers fools? Clearly so outstanding, caring so much about each other, yet a misunderstanding lasted so many years, it moved her to tears.
The two brothers: "..."
[Ancient Martial System: You’re crying because you’re moved, why lie to them]
[Miaomiao: But saying it would reveal that Miaomiao was eavesdropping]