When thirteen-year-old Xiyao met eighteen-year-old Wen Jincheng for the first time, her first thought at the time was that she wanted to hide him so that other children would not snatch him away.
In the psychology class, the teacher talked about the throbbing of puberty, and Xiyao suddenly realized that it was called liking. Because she liked it, she didn't want to share it with others. But the moment she understood it, she seemed to clearly understand the gap between them.
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At Wen Jincheng's graduation ceremony, Xiyao cried more sadly than he, a person who was separated after graduation. Wen Jincheng was a little at a loss and kept comforting her. Xiyao cried and said: "Because he is an elder brother, so it can't be done?"
Why can't you like her because she's my brother?
Wen Jincheng: "Well, because I am my brother, I can't."
That year, when Xiyao was in her second year of junior high school and Wen Jincheng graduated from high school, Xiyao kept this love deep in her heart, not daring to touch or let anyone know, for she was afraid that she would not even be her brother in the end.
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When Xiyao was in college, Wen Jincheng accidentally became her temporary instructor during military training.
Wen Jincheng looked at Xiyao, who had been avoiding her intentionally or unintentionally, and raised his eyebrows slightly: What's going on with this girl? Is he a scourge? Why have you been avoiding him?
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Wen Jincheng pressed the slightly flustered girl against the wall, stared at her with dark eyes, reached out and touched her lips, and said in a low voice: "Isn't it okay for me to be a brother?"
Xiyao turned her head away, feeling secretly happy but still pretending to be calm and said: "I have the final say whether it's okay or not."
This time the decision seems to be in her hands.
(Ps: There is no blood relationship, the heroine just stayed in the hero's home for a period of time)
Intention: Stick to what you believe in