Never Forget

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Not biologically related siblings | Both virgins | Age gap | HE

*Gentle, nurturing big brother x clingy little sunshine sister

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Shen Nian became an orphan at five and was placed with the Zhao family.

Uncle Zhao had been a criminal police officer. He was tall and broad, with a rugged face, and Shen Nian was so scared she clutched her mother's photograph and didn't dare make a sound.

That was, until she met Uncle Zhao's biological son, Zhao Lianqing.

The boy was handsome and refined, gentle and courteous, and treated her wonderfully:

When thunder rumbled on rainy days, he held her and patiently comforted her.

When it was hot, he fanned her and stayed up all night.

When it was cold, he knitted her a pair of woolen gloves, each with a little cat on it.

Just like a mother.

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So the little girl grew up happily in the Zhao household, and ranked among the best in her class.

The only time she ever failed an exam was in fifth grade.

Zhao Lianqing, as a student's family member, received a call from her Chinese teacher.

"Nian Nian failed this essay because she went off topic."

"Off topic?"

"Yes. The assigned topic was 'My Mother.'"

After a pause, the teacher's tone turned rather strange.

"But she wrote about you."

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Later, when Shen Nian had grown up, Zhao Lianqing happened to bring up the incident, intending it as a harmless joke.

But the young woman looked up at him seriously, slowly blinking her dark, bright eyes, and called him, "Mom."

The smile on Zhao Lianqing's face instantly froze.

He thought he'd misheard, but the next moment, Shen Nian crouched gently and nestled her head against his chest, nuzzling him with an air of dependence.

Like a fragile young animal seeking comfort in its mother, greedily breathing in her scent,

longing and searching for a way back into the safe, warm womb where it had once been held.

The refined man fell silent. His heartbeat thundered in his ears, like an accusation, exposing the feelings he'd tried so hard to suppress, feelings that could never see the light of day.

He couldn't help raising his hand to stroke her hair. His voice took on a hint of hoarseness.

"Good girl."

Content Warnings:

[Please read the notes below before starting this story!!! Don't blame me if it upsets you otherwise!!! If you can't accept even one of these, don't read it!! Seriously, seriously, seriously!!!]

*The big brother is truly a mother in every sense: refined in public and capable at home, utterly attentive to the heroine. But his feelings for her are too intense, and after repressing them for too long, they've become somewhat unhealthy. He has a mild savior complex and white-knight syndrome, and he isn't 100% a good person.

*The heroine has an imprinting attachment to the hero, severe touch starvation, and a serious mother fixation. She hugs the hero in every way and at all times. There are a lot of clingy interactions like this, so please don't read if you can't handle them!!

*The leads are not biologically related and aren't registered under the same household. They have a seven-year age gap.

*The male lead loves the heroine with all his heart and would give up or sacrifice everything for her, including his future, his life, and his health. Please don't read if you can't accept that!!

*Please don't give me unsolicited writing advice.

Theme: Family is the most precious treasure