When I was admitted back to a wealthy family, I just wanted to be a quiet and transparent person.
But the gentle and ascetic stepbrother at home used countless family rules to keep me as his private property; the newly transferred gloomy academic classmate always stared at me like a prey and tore up all the love letters I received; even the sweethearts we grew up with also tore off the pretense of being a "good brother" and stayed with me.
I thought they were doing it for my own good, until I bumped into three big guys who were usually incompatible with each other, and they almost started fighting over "who can help me with my homework tonight."
At that moment I realized that I had not returned home, but had fallen into the hunting ground of three crazy batches!
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How to say it? It's 100% beautiful. This book seems to have appeared in front of me three times. Once in a dream, the plot was exactly the same. The second time seemed to have been read a little before, but I can't remember when it was. The third time was at this time. I must have never seen it, why did it appear in front of me three times? How should I put it? I recommended a novel and it actually appeared in front of me three times, and I haven't read it yet.