Waking up after being seriously injured, Wen Xue lost all his past memories in a sleep.
When she opened her eyes, she saw a pair of gentle eyes and a handsome man standing guard by the bed. His name is Zhongyue, and not only does he say that he is his brother, but he also promises that he will watch over him and protect him for the rest of his life!
Every day, Zhongyue would hold his hand and teach him how to draw and write. Every night, the full moon would lead him to admire the moon and flowers and express his sincere feelings.
Wen Xue looked at her brother's profile and thought silently: It's a pity that such a talented and elegant person can only be his brother.
Until one night, Zhongyue was worried and looked at Wen Xue apologetically: "Actually, my brother has been hiding something from you. If you tell me, don't blame your brother."
Wen Xue: "How could I blame you? Everything you do is right!"
Zhongyue: "Actually, I'm not your biological brother."
Wen Xue: "This is a good thing!"
Wen Xue was heartbroken to see such a dedicated, affectionate, and stunningly beautiful beauty fall from the sky. Even if he had to risk his life, let alone risking his life!
But there was only one thing that stuck in his throat: this "brother" who indulged him in every possible way seemed to have a secret past that he was unwilling to tell him.
Until one day, someone came to the door and deliberately provoked:
"Your brother is actually a big bad guy!"
Wen Xue protected the person behind her, raised her chin, and refused to waver at all:
"I don't care, I don't believe it! My brother treats me the best!"
The man sneered again and said more cruel words:
"He used to hate you very much. He treated you coldly and meanly, and never gave you any tenderness!"
Wen Xue frowned, anger ignited in her eyes, and she snapped back:
"You liars, don't slander him! I will never believe your lies!"
Seeing him like this, Zhongyue was moved and distressed at the same time. She stroked his tears and said, "They are right. My brother did..."
Wen Xue covered her ears and said, "I won't listen. I won't listen. Everything you say is also false!"
Meow Meow Meow: The full text is first person, emotional, non-traditional ancient martial arts novel, please be careful [kneel down]
Solid eyes, dead brains, naive ones vs. Scheming and gentle green tea attacks
Intention: Sincerity is rare, do it and cherish it!
