Eight Years After My Death, My Brother Went Mad

Older top; lately I've been getting a serious daddy-baby itch

On the day Si Yuan turned eighteen, he excitedly carried home a cake he'd saved up to buy. He planned to celebrate with his older brother, Si Mingyi, back at their rented apartment.

A car sped past. A stark splash of red stained the snow.

The cake was crushed beneath its wheels.

When Si Yuan opened his eyes again, he'd somehow traveled eight years into the future.

Snow fell thickly as he returned to the apartment. Eight years had passed, yet the place was just as neat and clean as before, without a speck of dust.

A man with a cold, imposing presence stood at the door, holding a cake. He was silent and solemn, as if waiting for someone.

Si Yuan choked up, then ran faster and leaped onto his back.

His immaculate shirt was covered in the marks of Si Yuan's fingernails.

The taciturn Si Mingyi turned his head and stared at him for a long time, his hands trembling uncontrollably.

Si Yuan was baffled. He had no idea what was going on.

Had eight years turned Si Mingyi crazy?

After arriving in the future, Si Yuan finally awakened to the truth: he'd been living inside a book all along!

And Si Mingyi was destined to become the book's great villain!

Si Mingyi, the ruthless and cold-blooded head of the Si family, had taken revenge on every person who had ever hurt him.

Si Yuan was stunned. Was this really the same Si Mingyi who had raised him like a father and an older brother, and had been so poor they had to share a tiny bed?

And Si Yuan's own ending was miserable. He went permanently blind and eventually fell into the sea.

Terrified, Si Yuan trembled and clenched his fists as tears streamed down his face. This time, he would protect his brother!

*

Si Yuan only had to close his eyes and open them again to find himself in a luxurious private mansion.

Si Mingyi even knelt down to put socks on him, treating him like a baby just as he had before and doting on him completely.

Life couldn't get any better!

Si Yuan plopped down in his office, folded his arms, and huffed. “All you ever do is make me do homework! Who was it that kept you company for all those years?”

Si Mingyi crouched even lower, letting him clamber onto his head and shout all he wanted.

But his authoritarian streak was astonishing. He even tried to control where Si Yuan went. Angrily, Si Yuan kicked him in the face, only for an icy hand to clamp around his ankle.

Si Mingyi rubbed the corner of his eye, the possessiveness in his gaze so intense it seemed ready to devour him whole.

He locked the door. Si Yuan stayed angry for a day and a night, while Si Mingyi kept his feelings reined in, his expression cold as he stayed by Si Yuan and pressed him for an answer.

“There is no room for discussion.”

“Your wings have grown strong. You don't need your brother anymore, and you want to leave him?”

*

For eight years, Si Mingyi grew more ruthless and sinister. Yet on a certain day at the end of every year, he kept walking straight into a dilapidated rented apartment.

He would stand there all day.

Drunk and red-eyed, Si Mingyi lit the candles on a birthday cake and knelt on the floor, consumed with guilt.

In his madness, he clutched clothes he'd kept for years and inhaled their scent.

“Baby, I didn't protect you.”

“...I can't live without you.”

1. No blood relation, no blood relation. They're not on the same household register.

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