I know that's not my brother.
Don't ask why, I just know it. I also know that in the near future, this impostor and I will have a long and heart-wrenching love affair, and in the end we will have to watch the sunset hand in hand with this impostor turned into an old man. According to what girls say nowadays, I am probably the kind of outstanding young man who loves his younger brother and his wife, is mature, wealthy and dashing, while the fake is the most typical happy queen who has no one to love her in her past life and returns in this life with a loyal dog and a good man.
But where is my brother?
Where did that brat go who was lying unconscious in the hospital for three days and was gone when he woke up?
Although this brat has loved to cause trouble since he was in school, and has done everything from pulling girls' pigtails to fighting with male classmates. When he grew up, although he was a bitch at work, after work, he realized that hanging around with other girls' backs was not a serious act. I was so angry every time that I felt sick to my stomach. But this brat is my biological brother. This guy who came from nowhere got into his shell. Do I still have to fall in love with him in the future?
By the way, I still have to explain to this little girl why the dog-skin plaster that shamelessly followed her suddenly turned into an iceberg cutie.
Looking at the cold and confused face in front of me, which the doctor diagnosed as amnesia, I felt that the air in the ward was freezing, and I could only find any excuse to escape.
My brat is just... Gone?