Bald Boy Forced to Maintain Health

When Ruan Zhouyao followed his mother into Qu's house, he was about seven or eight years old. He stood at the door and timidly called his brother. "Who is your brother? I don't have a brother." Qu Mingzhao never looked down upon the child brought by the woman who replaced his mother. But as time went by, he finally began to like this fair and well-behaved child. However, an accident took the lives of two parents. From then on, they embarked on different life trajectories. After seven years of separation, when we met again, the other person had become a delinquent boy with a sallow complexion and yellow hair. He was completely different from the lovely child Yu Xue was back then. Qu Mingzhao: Where did this little gangster come from? On the crowded bus, Qu Mingzhao watched him reach into his trouser pocket several times, and finally mustered up the courage to take out his wallet. As a result, he drew a ten-dollar note and stuffed the wallet back into his pocket for him. Qu Mingzhao: "Why don't you get more?" The boy's hand that was in Qu Mingzhao's trouser pocket froze before he could take it back. He subconsciously raised his head, and when he saw the man's appearance clearly, his whole face suddenly turned pale. "Brother..." Qu Mingzhao took him in thinking of his old love, and wanted to bring this cheap brother who had somehow gone astray back to the right path... ———————————— The brother who is a doctor with a little obsessive-compulsive disorder vs. The brother who is half-dead and has a bunch of bad living habits that he picked up from the roadside. In the early stage, the younger brother was stunted due to various death-seeking habits, with a bald head and stretched hips. Later, he was raised by his older brother. It's not an absolute focus on visuals. Occasionally, the angle of writing will be switched according to the needs of the plot. Note: Gong and Shou in this article are neither blood nor legal brothers, and there is no taboo relationship of any kind. ———————————— Recommend my pre-received articles "This is the story of a piano boss who fell in love with an e-sports boss and stopped playing the piano and went to play games." Copywriting: Yan Chao met a "little boy" on the Internet. He was sensible, considerate, well-spoken, smart and easy to train. He became interested in him while playing the game, and even had the idea of ​​running for cash. However, when they met one day, he almost went crazy and ran away. Where is the fresh and handsome young man we promised? Who the fuck is this stupid guy who's half a head taller than me? Subject to vision: As we all know, Yan Chaoren, the strongest supporter of the NB team, has good skills but is cold and unkind. But one day, people suddenly discovered that he had brought a newbie who was not even familiar with basic operations. Just when everyone was madly dissing that this rookie's skills were real and when Yanshen would pass him, in a game, this little rookie produced an effective output of APM500+ Yan Chao looked at the thin character on the screen, and was shocked like a septic tank exploding on the spot: "Mom, are you sure you haven't played games before?" Xiao Mengxin shook his head quietly: Brother Yan, you taught me how to operate. Yan Chao lowered his head and looked at his trembling fingertips: No, I can't teach you like this. Attack the vision: At a concert two years ago, Fu Xingchuan noticed at a glance the person sitting in the front row who was sleeping soundly. As a top pianist in the world, he has always been hard-pressed to get tickets. He had never encountered such a situation, but it happened that he only remembered this person. Even long after that, he could still often think of that big boy with white T-shirts, fair skin, and two big black circles under his eyes, sleeping among a group of celebrities in suits and ties, and blowing bubbles out of his nostrils. Later, when he accidentally saw his game account, Fu Xingchuan's mind got excited and he registered one himself. He has never played a game before, but the consolation is that he has been playing the piano for nearly 30 years... Intention: Even if I am as skinny as a leaf, I will choose a path to come...