Lin Qingqing was born into troubled times when demonic cultivators were rampant. When he was eight years old, his parents were killed by demonic cultivators, leaving him with only one younger brother, who was also lost in exile.
He made a living by begging, barely supporting himself, and even picked up a little follower.
The little follower was three years younger than him. He also had no father or mother, and had a runny nose. He followed him pitifully and called him brother. He was clingy as hell, just like his lost brother.
So Lin Qingqing really regarded herself as his brother, taking him to wander around the world, and he would never be hungry if she had a bite to eat.
Until one day, Lin Qingqing met a monk who was dressed in luxurious clothes and had a long body. He saw that this little follower had extremely good bones and was actually a cultivation genius that was rare to see in a thousand years.
The monk brought them back to the sect. For more than ten years, Lin Qingqing lived a life without worries about food and clothing - as an ordinary outer disciple.
And his younger brother has become the most dazzling genius swordsman in the inner sect, but he is no longer the little follower who followed him softly and called him brother.
There is also a new name, Pei Xunyi.
The entire sect knew that Pei Xunyi hated Lin Qingqing.
Lin Qingqing didn't know when exactly he started to hate him so much. He would make sarcastic remarks when he saw him, wouldn't allow him to make any friends, and even deliberately disturbed his marriage.
Maybe the children will become rebellious when they grow up. Lin Qingqing has a docile temperament, so she can only tolerate his more and more crazy and extreme behaviors again and again. Forgive him for often running to his room in the middle of the night to get drunk and let him rub around in her arms like a puppy. Also forgive him for forcing herself to express his desires for him, but also for having to hold his head and watch carefully.
It's his fault that his brother didn't teach him well.
My brother doesn't understand anything, he's right.
Until the day when the new disciple started, a young man who looked very similar to Lin Qingqing won the first place with a set of fluent and exquisite sword moves.
He recognized the other party at a glance and was so shocked that he even forgot to breathe. He ran towards the other party with all his strength, but was blocked by a figure.
"Xunyi, that's my brother, my biological brother!"
He excitedly wanted to share his feelings about finding his loved ones with the other party, but his face was pinched by cold fingers.
"I know."
He raised his head in confusion, and the other party stared at him solemnly, his eyes dark and violent, as if he was going crazy.
"So, you are not allowed to go."
That was the first time Lin Qingqing resisted him.
Pushing the person away forcefully, she bit his hand that was holding her tightly.
"I'm going to go."
It would be nice if he didn't say that when he went back in time.
When you can't look at it, you can't run away.
Lin Qingqing thought as she was pressed on the soft couch until her tears dried up.
Purpose: Cherish every special feeling.