Cui Ying passed through the book and became the biological sister of Cui Xingjian, the villain in the book.
She is bound to a system called [Persecuting Brother], the more vicious the person, the higher the score.
Cui Ying was almost scared away when she saw him for the first time.
How come her cheap brother looks exactly like her arrogant brother in real life?
After several contacts, Cui Ying discovered that they were just similar in appearance, but not in personality. Her elder brother was as gentle as jade, and he indulged Cui Ying very much, so he did bad things with peace of mind——
She burned her brother's study on fire late at night, stole his clothes while he was taking a shower, and fell unconscious in his arms when his sweetheart came to visit... Cui Ying worked hard to be a stumbling block in her brother's career and relationship.
The system's score was getting higher and higher, and her brother stared at her longer and longer.
Occasionally, he would stand outside the curtain of her bedside like a male ghost in the middle of the night, looking at her with dark eyes, breathing lightly, his hands moving constantly, his clothes rustling, and he looked like he was so angry that he wanted to roll up his sleeves and strangle her to death.
Cui Ying (satisfied): Yeah!
After finally completing all the tasks, Cui Ying was stabbed to death by the protagonist according to the plot, and she lay bloody in her brother's arms.
Looking at her gloomy brother, Cui Ying couldn't help but want to persecute him one last time.
She vomited blood, stared, and tugged at his sleeves with tears, blaming her brother in pain for being useless and unable to protect her.
Then he closed his eyes and breathed his last with peace of mind, waiting to go home.
As a result, when I opened my eyes, I saw that the surroundings looked antique and my brother was a few years younger.
Xue Yi, with black hair and bright eyebrows, was sitting in front of her bed and looking at her with a gentle smile.
Cui Ying:…There are still two weeks left?
*
Cui Ying of Er Zhou Mu was freed. After some exploration, she discovered two problems.
1. The elder brother was reborn, and he deeply remembered the blame he had for "not being able to protect her" before his death.
Now I secretly spy on her, follow her every day, ask about everything, do everything myself, and even kill her.
2. The elder brother also has a twin brother who is on his way back.
But that's not important. What's important is that Cui Ying really couldn't stand her brother's desire for control and decided to run away.
——Small theater dividing line——
One rainy night, Cui Ying drugged her brother, took his property and ran away.
The moon is dark, the lights are dim, the wind and rain are like darkness, and the thunder is booming.
Cui Ying was digging into a dog hole when her elder brother's twin brother happened to come back from walking in the rain.
He caught Cui Ying and held her wrist firmly.
He stared at her with burning eyes for a long time, caressing her rain-stained cheeks with his palms, his eyes filled with ecstasy, and he said quietly:
"Cui Ying, you made it easy for me to find you."
This tone, this look, Cui Ying could not forget even after turning into gray.
She was shocked: Brother! Her brother in reality!
Why is he here!
Cui Ying took two steps back, and a tall and warm body was covered behind her, and a faint smell of drugs spread over her.
The brother who was supposed to be unconscious smiled and held her in his arms, gently pressed his chin against hers, and gently stroked the end of her hair with his trembling palms while speaking softly:
"Aying, where are you going?"
Cui Ying: (screaming)
*
Looking at these two identical "brothers", Cui Ying really collapsed.
Why?
Because before wearing the book——
She was wearing a wedding dress, her hands and feet were tied up by her real brother, and she was heading to the Civil Affairs Bureau ^v^
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Pre-reading Guide
Pseudo Bones/Clean Body and Mind/Shura Field/Xiong Jing/Forced/Little Dark Room/Chasing Wife Crematorium x2
Purpose: Loving a sister is like raising flowers
