The door represented different things to Chen Ge and Wu Jinpeng. When night fell, Wu Jinpeng had drunk a lot, and in his drunken state, his 'armor' slowly fell away. Tiredness appeared in his eyes. He hid it well behind a cheerful front normally and never showed it before even his family.
"Wu Sheng, it's time for bed. Tomorrow morning, I'll take you to school." Wu Jinpeng carried Wu Sheng to his bed. "Good night, buddy."
After taking care of the young one, he needed to deal with the older one. He pulled back the curtain and sat next to his younger brother. "Kun Er, stop playing with the electric fan. If you feel hot, I'll bring you the fan."
"Fan!" Wu Kun raised the electric fan with both hands. He jogged around the room, refusing to surrender it Wu Jinpeng.
"Slow down, or you'll going to wake the neighbors." Wu Jinpeng appeared quite helpless. He sat back by the table. "I'm sorry for the trouble my brother is causing."
