[Senior Sister with Brilliant Strength and Natural Silliness × Junior Brother with Willful Beauty and Sweetheart]
When he was three years old, his father picked up a dirty little girl from the mountain. From then on, Wei Zhao had a senior sister.
Wei Zhao has been a "delicate flower" in Space Mountain since she was a child. She is delicate and frail, and naturally attracts demons. Especially her flower-like face is the most coveted by the Painted Skin Ghost.
But he has lived unscrupulously all these years, all because he has a talented senior sister who is super strong, beautiful and sassy, and all the demons who want to catch him are beaten to death by the senior sister.
Spending the day and night together, the young man's love blossomed. He specially changed into newly cut clothes, put on a secret sachet, held freshly bloomed flowers, and appeared in the light.
"Senior sister, senior sister, look at the camellias I planted in bloom."
"Oh." Luo Fanmu lightly swept the camellia, not even looking at his more delicate junior brother, and continued to concentrate on practicing his sword.
A little peacock with its tail spread was blinded in vain.
His senior sister is good at everything, but she lives up to her name.
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[Daily life of sisters and brothers in Space Mountain]
Once, Wei Zhao fell into water and fell into coma. When he woke up, he was shocked: "Who changed my clothes... Even my underpants!"
Luo Fanmu said calmly: "I changed it because I was afraid your clothes would become wet and uncomfortable."
"But I am a man!!!"
"I know." Luo Fanmu didn't see anything wrong with helping his junior brother change his clothes. He blinked, "Don't men just change their clothes?"
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One day when Weizhao was drunk, he accidentally confided what was in his heart, "Luo Fanmu, I like you."
Unexpectedly, Luo Fanmu responded decisively: "I like you too."
Wei Zhao's breath suddenly felt hot, his cheeks turned red, and his peach blossom eyes stared at the other person closely, "Really?"
"Well, the master said that fellow disciples should love each other."
"..." Wei Zhao was broken again.
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Wei Zhao pounded the ground crazily, asking questions in his soul——
When someone protects you meticulously, eats and sleeps with you, changes your clothes and looks after you, and even likes to get into your arms and kiss you on the cheek, but there is no confirmed relationship, what on earth is this kind of thing? !
Luo Fanmu, I hate that you are really just a piece of wood.
*
Luo Fanmu has known since he was a child that he is an alien, a hybrid of gods and demons, and cannot be tolerated in the world. His goal has been to kill gods since he was seven years old.
The home in Space Mountain was a rare bright spot on her road to revenge. She cherished it and was grateful, but later she got Wei Zhao involved in the dispute and died.
The little junior brother she watched grow up is gone.
No one will smile at her every day, take her to watch the fireworks, send her all kinds of flowers, give her twenty-two year gifts, or make hairpins for her...
It wasn't until half a year after Wei Zhao's death that Luo Fanmu accidentally fell into a dreamland. Looking back at every moment, he suddenly woke up——
It turns out that Wei Zhao likes her, and she also likes Wei Zhao.
Unfortunately, it was too late. Luo Fanmu was so heartbroken that he did not hesitate to use forbidden techniques to create a puppet that was exactly the same as his dead junior brother, and kept him by his side to pamper him.
On the other side, someone regained his true identity, only to see Senior Sister Mu Mu acting as a substitute, being indifferent and distant from him, and the handsome face under the mask suddenly distorted.
He bit his sore back molars and blocked the person.
"Luo Fanmu, you would rather guard an impostor than take a look at me!"
*Reading Guide:
1. He, sc, 1v1, childhood sweetheart + "fake" sky drop + "fake" stand-in.
2. Strong, the female protagonist becomes stronger step by step, and the male protagonist becomes stronger in the middle and later stages.
(The copy has been screenshotted and archived)
Intention: Love what I love and never give up.
