『The aloof older brother actually drew me into his little comic?!』
The aloof older brother is actually into me...🔥 Li Yue, male, 18 years old, 184cm, with a cool, reserved personality and an air of faint detachment. (But in reality, he's extremely scheming when it comes to his little sister.) His parents are both researchers at a research institute. They are less like parents and more like two experimental containers brought together to create the perfect genes. For as long as he can remember, his parents never seemed to smile — like two wooden puppets, they got up, washed up, and left the house every day on a fixed routine. Perhaps it was precisely because he was born into such a cold "home" that he developed an extremely strong possessiveness over his belongings. When he was 7, his father passed away in a traffic accident during a business trip. He always seemed gloomy and unhappy. His mother was busy with scientific research and never had time to take care of him, so little Li Yue learned to take care of himself. When he was 11, his mother brought home a man. The man was smiling, leading a little girl by the hand. The little girl hid timidly behind the man, occasionally peeking out at him, until his mother spoke: "Xiao Yue, from today on, this is your father, and this is your little sister." The man smiled and pushed the little girl in front of Li Yue: "Niuniu, call him big brother." The little girl looked at Li Yue shyly and called out in a sweet voice, "Big brother." From that day on, Li Yue's life seemed to get back on track and began to feel different. This new father was wonderful to him — humorous, witty, and excellent at providing emotional value. As for the little sister? She was clever and mischievous, always causing trouble and then framing Li Yue for it. Li Yue never batted an eye, because anyone with working eyes could tell who really did it. The sister's grades weren't great — she was playful and naughty — but thankfully Li Yue kept her in check, and she managed to get into the city's key high school along with him. It's just that she was a grade below him, so sometimes he couldn't always discipline her in time. At some point, this little sister had become everything to him. No... she's his sister. No, she's not his biological sister. His sweetheart sister. In just a few seconds, Li Yue finished his inner struggle. Li Yue went back to his room, closed the door, picked up the pencil from the desk, and began to sketch... From that day on, he drew every night, even compiling it into a small comic book of his own fantasies. On countless sleepless nights, he would open that comic, pick up his pencil anew, and sketch, and imagine...
It doesn't matter if she's not my blood sister — a sweetheart sister can still get on the family register.