My Brother Is a Max-Level Retired Big Shot

● Hurry up and take my brother away. The way he's looking at me is weird :)

● Reborn x transmigrate into a book

● Xie Er x Xie Wenqi (Xie Ren)

Xie Er's dad's good-for-nothing adopted son had died. He'd been hacked sixteen times over gambling debts, and there was no stitching him back together.

He and his brother had always had a terrible relationship. His brother had dragged him into the mud for years, leaving him unable to get back on his feet. Good riddance.

Just as Xie Er breathed a sigh of relief, the creditors came to take revenge. He got as many cuts as his brother and died with his eyes open.

When Xie Er opened his eyes again, he was back at sixteen, beneath a leaky earthen roof and surrounded by the smell of chicken shit and pig manure.

Xie Er rolled over and kicked the person on the bed. "Fuck you, Xie Wenqi!"

But the next second, the person on the bed opened his eyes, his pupils dark and deep, and grabbed Xie Er by the ankle.

"What did you call me?"

-

His brother didn't seem to be his brother anymore.

Xie Wenqi didn't seem to be Xie Wenqi.

The old Xie Wenqi was a gambling idiot who hung around with a bunch of no-good friends. He loafed around all day, never doing anything decent, and was still living off his family and asking for money in his thirties.

Xie Er had spent half his life cleaning up after that idiot and hated him to the core.

But the Xie Wenqi of now...

In the ramshackle house his father had left behind, Xie Er casually hurled an empty water bottle, gritting his teeth. "You're hopeless. Go die, Xie Wenqi!"

The young man was tall and muscular, his brows and eyes sharp and intense.

As soon as Xie Er finished speaking, the young man forcefully pinned him down and gently squeezed the back of his neck.

Lowering his eyes, he said in a quiet voice, "Be good. Don't use that kind of language with your big brother. You'll make him angry."

What the hell...!

Xie Wenqi definitely wasn't Xie Wenqi.

The original Xie Wenqi had been the problem student who gave the teachers at No. 1 Middle School the biggest headache. He'd formed a gang, smoked, fought, skipped class, and gotten into every kind of trouble. The school had tried to expel him eight hundred times.

But now, Xie Wenqi was quiet and aloof. He'd become the school's prized genius, the one they desperately wanted to recommend for admission to Jiang University.

A classmate grabbed him excitedly. "Xie Wenqi is your brother, isn't he, Er?"

Xie Er was deeply annoyed. "We're not real brothers. We have a terrible relationship."

That night, Xie Wenqi caught him. Xie Er was still short at this age, barely more than a little thing. Seated on Xie Wenqi's lap, he was helpless as Xie Wenqi pinched his chin.

His voice was low and slow. "Good Er, don't lie to your classmates."

Xie Er's whole body turned red.

-

Xie Wenqi really wasn't Xie Wenqi.

Later, they moved into a bigger home in the city center, where a square meter cost 280,000.

In front of the enormous floor-to-ceiling windows, Xie Wenqi's tall body pressed against his back, and a scorching kiss landed on him.

His whole body trembled.

He choked out, sensitive and trembling, "Who the hell are you...?"

Though Xie Wenqi wasn't his biological brother, he'd never once thought about getting into an incestuous relationship in their previous life.

But now...

The man wearing Xie Wenqi's face bit his ear and whispered hoarsely,

"Good boy, I'm your big brother."

● The blurb idea was posted on Weibo on 2024.9.3 and has been archived. Don't steal the concept.

● The top and bottom are not blood-related and are not registered in the same household. They are both adults when they engage in intimate behavior.

● This should be a hodgepodge of rural fiction, small-town fiction, rented-room fiction, and progression fiction.

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