Back to My Little Brother's Youth

Everyone knows that President Yu dotes on his younger brother, Yu Qiao.

Their parents were busy with work, so Yu Qiao was raised by Yu Xuechen from childhood.

Yu Xuechen was usually steady, domineering, and used to having the final say. But as Yu Qiao's guardian, he doted on him endlessly.

Yu Qiao was used to Yu Xuechen taking care of him: waking him up every morning, coaxing him to eat, running his bath and drying his hair, and telling him the same old bedtime stories.

If Yu Qiao came down with even a minor illness, Yu Xuechen would worry himself sick. He brought him gifts every time he traveled for work and video-called him even when their time zones differed.

Yu Xuechen did everything he could to raise him, always putting him first.

He chose Yu Qiao's school, never missed a parent-teacher meeting, and even turned down business events to attend his performances.

When Yu Qiao took up the violin, Yu Xuechen created a renowned orchestra just for him.

When Yu Qiao said he liked the sea, Yu Xuechen bought him a beachfront mansion.

Whatever Yu Qiao asked for, Yu Xuechen would agree to. Whatever he wished for, Yu Xuechen would make come true.

Yu Qiao grew up cherished in the palm of Yu Xuechen's hand.

His dependence on Yu Xuechen grew stronger and stronger, and he let his feelings show, intentionally or otherwise.

Yu Xuechen never took him seriously.

Until a car accident.

When Yu Qiao opened his eyes again, he had returned to the age of seventeen.

He was always frustrated with himself for relying too much on Yu Xuechen, acting like a child who would never grow up. Even his confession had sounded like a child throwing a tantrum to get his way.

After being reborn, he was determined to become independent.

He enrolled in a music conservatory abroad.

At one public performance, he noticed someone in the audience who looked just like Yu Xuechen.

At the after-party, he was tipsy when a fan handed him a bouquet.

He forgot the promise he'd made to his brother before leaving the country: Don't accept things from other people, don't drink while out, and don't get into a stranger's car.

He took the flowers, drank, and got into the car.

But as soon as it started moving, someone forcibly stopped it. The door was yanked open, and he was pulled into a scorching embrace.

The man gazed down at the boy he'd longed for day and night. The boy lifted his tiny face, blinking his long lashes, his eyes glistening.

Sniffling, he said, "Brother, I'm sorry..."

The man wrapped an arm around him and lowered his head. His searing kiss seemed ready to set years of restraint ablaze. His voice was a little hoarse as he said, "Qiao Qiao, you've been very naughty... Your brother needs to teach you all over again."

Yu Qiao cried all night. Clutching the little pillow soaked with his tears, he was so angry he didn't want to speak to anyone. Yu Xuechen had really given him a thorough lesson from beginning to end.

Boohoo, the worst part was how could he treat him like a child and teach him everything so thoroughly, step by step, by hand?!

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President Yu, then: I will never sleep with my brother, who's eight years younger than me.

President Yu, now: I take it all back!

Both reborn | Size difference | Age gap | The top and bottom are not related by blood

Plot idea saved on June 13, 2026

Theme: We of the younger generation must strive ceaselessly.