『Scorching Heart』
BL, age-gap, younger man. Racing driver Lu Zhuo, 20 years old, 191 cm, the reckless kind who doesn't care about his own life. His brother is five years older and thirteen centimeters shorter. His brother thinks he's taking care of him, but Lu Zhuo hasn't needed care since he turned eighteen. What he needs is for his brother to be looked at by him alone. When he wins a race, the first call he makes is to his brother. When he crashes, the first thing he does is hide it from his brother. His brother's jacket sits in the passenger seat, and the first words out of his mouth after taking off his helmet are “Bro, I'm back.” He controls everything about his brother—what time he gets home, who he eats with, why he smiles. It isn't control. It's possession. His brother asks why he's so controlling. Lu Zhuo says, “Because you're my brother.” What he really means is—you're my brother, and mine alone. 20-year-old racing driver × 25-year-old older brother
A crash doesn't hurt. It hurts when you don't look at me.