When I was eighteen years old, my mother took me to live in Zhusu's house.
She is two years older than me, cold and distant, like a flower on a high mountain.
But I found in her diary——
"Lin Chen was injured playing basketball today, so I secretly bought him iodophor and placed it at the door."
"He calls me sister. It's so annoying. I don't want to just be his sister."
Later, I flirted with her like crazy, cornered her in a corner and asked with red eyes:
"Sister, what are you hiding from?"
She was shaking all over, but she raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of my mouth:
"Lin Chen, we are siblings."
But when I really wanted to give up, she hugged me from behind, cried and kissed me:
"Brother... Sister has given up."
