As the movie ended, the ten-year-old original owner was shaken by the oppressive plot and the performance of Rong Zhouzhong in the film, unable to snap out of it for a long time.

"The director said I brought this role of the brother to life. Xiao Jin, do you know why I could act so well?"

His hair was gently stroked, and the sound of his third brother's voice was pleasant to his ears. But the original owner dared not turn around, afraid that something would shatter if he did.

"Because I am that brother, do you understand, Xiao Jin?" At the end of his memory was a gentle whisper. As a ten-year-old child, he couldn't stay up late at all. In fear, the original owner unknowingly fell asleep and woke up in the warm embrace of his third brother. He naturally buried the memory of last night as a terrible nightmare deep in his heart.

How could his third brother be like the brother in the movies? He was so handsome and looked like an angel when he slept. His embrace was so warm. The original owner convinced himself that his third brother must have gotten too into character last night, which was why he said those things.

He tried to convince himself, but deep down, he dimmed the colors of this memory and didn't want to touch it again.

"This was probably revenge for the promise that the original owner made to Shi Xingrui when he was nine," said Rong Zhouzhong. As he watched Rong Zhouzhong dive back into the water, Shi Jin snapped out of his thoughts and squinted his eyes. "How could he hold a grudge against a ten-year-old child like this? What a childish and cruel person," he thought to himself.

Shi Jin stood up, picked up the lunch he had prepared for Rong Zhouzhong, and headed back to the villa.

......

Shi Jin snuck into the study and lay on the sofa, staring at Lian Jun.

Lian Jun glanced at him and quickly finished his work. He then rolled his wheelchair over and patted Shi Jin's hair, asking, "What's wrong?"

"It's time for a nap," Shi Jin replied, requesting, "I want to nap with you."

Shi Jin rarely took naps, as he had a lot of energy and often slept in during the mornings. He couldn't fall asleep in the afternoons either. As Lian Jun looked at his somewhat listless expression, he leaned in and kissed his eyes, saying, "Okay."

The two returned to the bedroom, where Shi Jin closed the French windows, pulled the curtains tight, and then lifted the covers, locking Lian Jun in his embrace like an octopus.

Lian Jun hugged him back and patted his back, whispering, "Go to sleep."

Shi Jin closed his eyes and felt the comforting warmth emanating from Lian Jun's body, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

......

Contrary to Shi Jin's expectations, he didn't dream during this nap, and only slept for half an hour before waking up. Lian Jun was still asleep, as he usually slept for about an hour during his afternoon nap.

Shi Jin moved his body and realized that he and Lian Jun had somehow switched positions, with him now facing away from Lian Jun and being held in his embrace. Resting his chest against his back, they exchanged body heat. If he amplified his hearing, he could even hear Lian Jun's heartbeat.

Shi Jin suddenly felt at ease. In this world, the only person who could hold him like this forever without scaring or betraying him was Lian Jun.

People who approach you for their own benefit will leave when the benefit disappears. Those who approach you for compensation will leave when they have received enough. Even those who approach you out of guilt may leave when their guilt subsides. Only those who stay purely for you as a person will remain by your side no matter what.

Encountering Lian Jun when he was penniless was probably the luckiest thing that ever happened to Shi Jin.

Suddenly, an idea popped into his head. He carefully turned over and looked at Lian Jun's sleeping face. Slowly leaning in, he kissed his forehead and lingered for a few seconds before pulling away, smiling to himself. He carefully got up and left the room, taking light steps.

As the room quieted down, Lian Jun opened his eyes and touched his forehead, a smirk forming on his lips before he closed his eyes again.

......

When he brought a bowl of lean meat and preserved egg porridge to Rong Zhouzhong, he found Rong Zhouzhong with half-dried hair, holding a script rolled up like a barrel and banging on the armrest of his chair, scolding a young man sitting next to him.

The filming on set had already come to a halt, except for the director who was discussing something with the crew. Other staff and actors were secretly watching Rong Zhouzhong, their expressions pale and stiff, as if they had seen some kind of doomsday scene.

"What's the matter with you? Is it really that hard to understand this scene where you hid in the shadows and watched the teacher die, but didn't dare to save him because of the enemy? Empathy, do you understand empathy? Just imagine if it was your mother who was forced into the sea by the enemy, and you were hiding here watching, knowing that the enemy had left but still not daring to go and save her. How would you feel? You can't even imagine that, what kind of actor are you! I'll go catch some chickens and tie their mother here, let her watch as her children are thrown into the sea by humans, and the anger, anxiety, regret and resentment she shows will be more real than yours!"

As the voice of Rong Zhouzhong became clearer as he approached, Shi Jin was stunned by the metaphor and the imposing tone in his words, and he stopped in his tracks with a swish. The person scolded by Rong Zhouzhong was a young man who looked to be in his early twenties. He had a handsome appearance, but his demeanor was a bit shy and timid. He couldn't even lift his head after being scolded by Rong Zhouzhong, looking pitiful.

"Senior, please don't be angry. I will try my best..." The young man spoke softly, and even the tips of his hair seemed to be trembling.

As he saw the young man's behavior, Rong Zhouzhong became even more furious. He slammed his chair a few times, his eyebrows furrowed, his lips pressed tightly together, and he spoke in a low voice, "Don't call me senior. I can't even imagine that we had the same teacher! Your hard work is useless. You need to understand more! You were given the lead role in such a great script, the company spent so much money, and prepared such a strong crew for you. I even came to make a cameo appearance to support you, and this is how you perform? Are you trying to make me angry? Director Wang just explained the scene to you in such detail, and you didn't understand anything?!"

The set became even quieter, and even the director looked over.

The young man lowered his head and clenched his fists, saying, "Um, Senior, do you want to switch roles...?"

"Third Brother!" Shi Jin interrupted, approaching quickly and shoving a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge into Rong Zhouzhong's face. "Here, eat it while it's hot! I just cooked it and added a lot of meat. See if you like it."

Rong Zhouzhong was hit in the face with the porridge and didn't hear what the young man said. Seeing Shi Jin coming over, he took a deep breath to calm himself down, pulled the porridge off his face, and tried to ease his expression as he said, "Sorry, I didn't go for lunch. I'm a bit busy here."

"It's okay, I understand," Shi Jin replied, pulling the young man up and taking his seat. He leaned in close to Rong Zhouzhong, gesturing for the young man to go to the director's side, and quickly opened the porridge bowl.

He took out a spoon and handed it to Rong Zhouzhong, saying, "Eat, eat, while it's hot and warm your stomach." The aroma of the pork and preserved egg congee wafted through the air. During a break from filming, Rong Zhouzhong satisfied his hunger with a piece of bread. As soon as he caught a whiff of the delicious scent, he immediately felt hungry again.

He glanced at the young man who dared not leave and furrowed his brow, waving his hand to signal him to leave. Then, he stirred the congee in his bowl with a spoon and muttered, "Why are you helping him? That guy is good at everything, but he lacks ambition. He needs someone to push him and scold him a bit. Otherwise, he won't know how to move forward."

Shi Jin remained silent as he watched Rong Zhouzhong.

Feeling a bit uneasy, Rong Zhouzhong furrowed his brow and asked, "What are you looking at? Do you think I was too harsh just now and scared him?"

Shi Jin shook his head and said, "You were quite impressive just now. You had the handsome aura of a powerful senior."

"Cough, cough, cough." Rong Zhouzhong choked on his own saliva and buried his head to scoop a spoonful of porridge into his mouth. He twisted his neck and didn't look at him, mumbling, "When am I not handsome? In today's entertainment industry, my face is the hottest, it's--"

"Don't you feel hot? This porridge just came out of the pot not long ago." Shi Jin kindly reminded him.

Rong Zhouzhong's expression stiffened, and his pain was awakened. He quickly opened his mouth to take a few breaths, but halfway through, he probably felt that it was too embarrassing to do so and hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand. He anxiously turned his head to find water to drink, and his face and ears gradually turned red, not knowing whether it was because of the heat or something else.

Watching him rare in a flustered and exasperated state, Shi Jin asked, "Third Brother, after we finish filming, do you want to watch a movie with me?"

It was not easy for Rong Zhouzhong to suppress his emotions with water. When he heard the invitation, he almost lost control. He quickly straightened his back and asked casually, "What do you want to watch?"

"Your masterpiece, 'Family'," said Shi Jin.

Bang!

The water bottle in Rong Zhouzhong's hand fell to the ground. He turned his head to look at Shi Jin, and all the emotions on his face slowly disappeared, replaced by a coldness in his eyes.

"Do you want to watch it?" Shi Jin asked.

"...Sure," Rong Zhouzhong replied, looking away. He scooped up a spoonful of porridge, savored it slowly, and then swallowed it. "I'll watch it with you, one more time."