When Jiang Pingshu was eight years old, her father died in battle. In order to embezzle the family property, her aunt wanted to starve her to death without anyone noticing.
Jiang Pingshu was locked in a small, dark woodshed, enduring hunger and cold day and night. When she was only breathing, the closed door was suddenly split open with a long sword, and a man wearing a snow robe, dyed with orchid fragrance, broke in with the dazzling light.
The man bent down, gently picked her up, and said in the gentlest voice Jiang Pingshu had ever heard in her life: "Don't be afraid, I will raise you up in the future."
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Li Jing is the best person in the world, gentle as water, bright moon and gentle breeze.
Jiang Pingshu had admiration, admiration, attachment, and all the love in the world for this brother who raised her wholeheartedly.
Therefore, she begged him to hug her almost every day.
But one day, Li Jing touched her head and refused with a smile: "A Shu, when you grow up, you can no longer cling to your brother like you did when you were a child."
Jiang Pingshu looked at him in disbelief, her eyes slowly turning red.
Just as she was wiping away tears and about to run away, she was suddenly embraced into a warm, spacious embrace filled with light fragrance.
She raised her head with tears in her eyes and met Li Jing's clear eyes. He looked confused. After a moment, he sighed helplessly: "That's it."
(The gentle and cold male mother vs. The squeamish one who relies wholeheartedly on the male mother)
(age difference 12)
Intention: Never give up.