As an older brother, Qi Yu respects the elderly and loves the young, is sensible and well-behaved. He doted on his invincible sister who was loved by everyone, and Qi Yu never tried to force anything with her. Although he had never competed with his father's baseball bat and his mother's spatula, over time he didn't bother to compete with her.
Xia Lu remembered that he met Qi Yu on the first day he and his mother moved here. Eight-year-old Qi Yu brought his five-year-old sister Qi Xue to play with him. Qi Yu was playing games in the room. Qi Xue said that the sister of a new family who moved next door was so beautiful. Qi Yu was a little unhappy being disturbed by his sister, but he heard that she was such a beautiful sister. Qi Yu hesitated a little and couldn't help walking to the window. Sure enough, he saw the busy people coming in and out next door. There was a very beautiful child sitting on the steps next to him. He seemed to notice Qi Yu's gaze and looked up. As soon as their eyes met, Qi Yu smiled stupidly, and saw the child smiling back at him.