Su Guoqiang, with a bitter smile tinged with helplessness and sorrow, slowly said to Su's mother:
"Mom, do you know what he did? Just let me help him."
Upon hearing this,
a trace of guilt flashed in Su's mother's eyes,
but it was soon replaced by fondness for her youngest son.
She spoke softly yet firmly:
"No matter what he has done, he is always your brother. As his elder brother, you should help him no matter what."
Upon hearing this, Su Guoqiang felt an indescribable despair and fatigue swelling within him.
He took a deep breath, trying to make his voice sound more steady:
"Mom, I have always remembered your words.
Since childhood, I have always remembered to be conciliatory towards my brother, to strive to be his support.
All these years, I've never had any complaints and have always tried my best to help him.
But do you know? Limitless help will only make him more dependent and unable to independently face hardships."
