The genius of the leading book publisher in China, the only son of Gong x, the owner of a popular gaming group, suffers (disability)
He Dongchun, who killed his father because of his lust as a child, ended up in poverty like this in his originally disabled life. When he was a freshman in high school, he never expected that one day his mother would suddenly remarry and take him to a villa. Suddenly, He Dongchun had a cold and taciturn younger brother, Zhang Ziding. In order for his mother to gain a foothold in the new home, He Dongchun slowly developed an unspeakable emotion for him while constantly trying to please his younger brother.
"You are crazy, we are brothers!"
"But I've had enough of brotherly drama, brother."
He Dongchun wanted to curb the fermentation of this wrong emotion. If his parents knew that he had fallen in love with Zhang Zixiao in just half a year, it would be like being branded on his body by a hot iron, burning and stinging every minute, lingering in short-term sinking and painful condemnation. It's like being poisoned. Should you be aware of your feelings soberly or should you choose to restrain your passion before it overflows?
Four years later
"Brother, I miss you"
"Sorry, I only have my name on my household registration book."
"Then it's too late to fill in my identity information now."
12 Years of emotional drama. Looking forward to your reading.
This article is a modern imaginary, early campus, later workplace, 1v1 double cleansing, pseudo-orthopedics, secondary cp HE ending
Thunder point
1. My brother has a disabled ankle and needs a cane (if you don't accept it, please don't click in)
2. Sour and funny, the relationship is mainly about two people pulling each other (not a sweet story)
3. Preliminary pseudo-orthopedics (a very short part! But please don't read it if you mind)
4. The author will intersperse a small number of stories with a large number of memes. If you don't like funny memes, please leave them out.
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Intention: It's never too late for love that goes both ways