After He Returned to His Hometown to Open a Shop, He Refused to Call Me Sister Again.

When Cheng Shuning turned thirty, he quit his eight-year job in Shanghai and returned to Yunjiang, where he grew up. He bought an old shop on Nanqiao Street and planned to open a small shop selling coffee and desserts during the day and drinking and dining at night. On her first day back, she met a man she didn't recognize. It wasn't until the other party stood in front of the rolling shutter door and watched her call out her name that Cheng Shuning realized that this was the little follower who always followed her and couldn't get rid of her when she was a child, Zhou Mingkai. We haven't seen each other for twelve years. Her skinny brother was already twenty-six years old. He had his own studio and his own life, and he no longer needed her care. Only Cheng Shuning always used to talk about his childhood. "Weren't you the most obedient to me before?" "It was before." "Why, you don't even recognize your sister when you grow up?" Zhou Mingkai looked at her for a while. "Cheng Shuning, I'm twenty-six years old." Later, small shops slowly opened, regular customers appeared in the old street, and Cheng Shuning also adapted to life in his hometown again. But she didn't expect that she would get to know more than just this small town. And that person who was always following her when she was little. This time, he didn't want to be a younger brother.