Fake step-sibling romance | Foster-family story | Unhinged male lead | Unobservant heroine | Dark contemporary romance | Psychological control | Class disparity | Happy ending undecided
Blurb:
When Luan Xi'an was seven, her adoptive parents sent her to live with the Zhou family.
They wanted to take their biological daughter abroad and didn't want to bring along a burden like her, so they conveniently packed her off there.
The family she stayed with had a son named Zhou Xuanjiu.
When Luan Xi'an first arrived, he followed her around calling her "big sister" and was very clingy.
Afraid of being abandoned again, she agreed to everything Zhou Xuanjiu said and gave him anything he wanted.
She thought this was what she was supposed to do as someone living under another person's roof.
Only later did she gradually realize something was wrong.
There was something wrong with Zhou Xuanjiu's clinginess.
He would climb into her bed at night, bury his face in the crook of her neck, and breathe against her with a feverish heat as he said, "Sis, can we sleep together from now on?"
Afraid of making her adoptive parents angry or worried, Luan Xi'an allowed him to touch her more and more, allowed his possessiveness to grow more and more explicit, and allowed their immoral relationship to continue.
Until one day, she discovered that Zhou Xuanjiu wanted to lock her in the basement.
She wanted to run away.
Zhou Xuanjiu tried to coax her again.
He used the methods he knew best: acting weak, acting sweet, and pretending to be pitiful, trying to soften her heart.
Luan Xi'an refused. Zhou Xuanjiu's expression changed, and he stared at her coldly. "You want to leave, is that it?"
Zhou Xuanjiu went mad and stabbed himself three times, threatening her. "If you dare leave, we'll die together."
Luan Xi'an was terrified and could only obediently stay and take care of him.
Later, Zhou Xuanjiu became the kind of person everyone looked up to.
He was well-spoken and elegant when he smiled. Everyone praised and envied her.
Luan Xi'an always smiled without saying a word when she heard such things. No one knew what her daily life was like.
No one knew what he was like in private.
Theme: Me and Zhou Xuanjiu, I'd rather be myself.
