Dumb L's Readme 1:

I have heard it said: Brother and sister or brother who have lived together since childhood, even if they are not related by blood, even if they are very close, they are unlikely to fall in love, because from the very beginning, family affection has been set in their thinking system, and it is difficult to change, especially sisters and brothers, the probability of falling in love is smaller. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

I am three years older than my brother, and we are not biological siblings, I am just an orphan adopted by my brother's family.

I was nine years old when I came home, and my brother was only six years old at the time, which was the most trick-or-treating.

My adoptive parents were busy with their jobs and their income was not very high, so I took on the responsibility of taking care of my younger brother at a young age.

I knew very well who I was at home, so I grew up and my younger brother was spoiled, and I never felt any grievances.

You may ask: why are you so stupid? Aren't my brother and I the same person? Why did you adopt me and not love me?

First of all, I want to tell you that you have misunderstood, my adoptive parents have always been very kind to me and have never starved me.

And taking care of my younger brother and sharing the hard work of my parents is originally my sister's responsibility, so I should do more housework.

Secondly, after all, the younger brother is their own child, so it is natural for them to love more, which is human nature.

Moreover, I am very grateful to my adoptive parents for nurturing me, so I really don't have any complaints about it.

Maybe you'll say I'm too contrived, too hypocritical.

I can't argue with that, because I don't know how to explain it before you believe me.

I've always been a very stupid kid, and I'm not flexible, wooden, too honest, etc.

Although I may not approve of these additional 'titles' in my own heart, I think I do get the impression that this is the case.

It's like an inconspicuous little character in a novel I've read.

That person usually only knows how to work and pay for others, and she doesn't refute what others say, so she is considered a fool and a fool.

But her heart is like a mirror, and she knows everyone's strengths and weaknesses and everyone's personality clearly. Those things that she didn't dare to say may have been said in her heart.

I'm sorry, but I don't want to discuss my personality.

I just want to say that the reason why I like my adoptive parents without complaint is because they gave birth to my younger brother.

The reason why I don't care about any unequal treatment is just because I love my brother.

Yes, I love him, not the kind of love between relatives, but I really want to be my brother's wife.

Therefore, I am glad that we are not related by blood, and even glad that I am only the adopted daughter of this family, not my own daughter.

Am I hopeless to love my brother to such an extent?

Yes, I am indeed hopeless.

Maybe at first there was really only affection and gratitude, because it was too young, what thoughts could two children have together?

However, as my younger brother grew up day by day and became a man, my heart gradually revolved around him alone, just like my adoptive parents.

It's a feeling of shame to talk about, and it would only be humiliating to say it, so I kept silent and did my best to take care of my brother.

No matter what he becomes, I only look at him from behind his back, and I will never interfere with him because of my own selfish thoughts.

Just beg him not to hate me as a sister.

Smart L's Readme 1:

I have a happy family, loving parents, gentle sisters, and every loved one likes me.

So even if I was born without the love of my grandparents, I should be content.

The only thing that made me a little dissatisfied was the attitude of my parents towards my sister, they were always lukewarm to her and didn't have any smiles.

Although I knew that my sister was an adopted orphan since I was a child, my father and mother shouldn't treat her like that, and I should love her when I adopted her, right?

After I became sensible, I told my father and mother more than once about my sister, hoping that they could care more about my sister. But they always avoided me.

Alas! It seems that I can only love my sister a little more to make up for my father's love and mother's love!

However, I doubt that I can make up for it, after all, no one can say what love is.

My sister was three years older than me, and she always worked quietly and desperately at home, never refuting her parents' orders.

I often hear my parents, relatives and friends secretly say that my sister is not very bright, and that she is a little stupid.

I don't agree with that at all.

My sister and I grew up together, and we have been inseparable since we were young, and I know my sister best.

She is very intelligent, she can draw, tell all kinds of stories, she writes beautifully, and she is not bad at reading.

In short, I think my sister is the best-looking, gentle, and capable person I have ever met.

Actually, I still have a little thought - that is, I am in love with my sister.

Oh! You really can't talk nonsense everywhere, otherwise your parents will be furious, and your sister will suffer.

I don't want my sister to suffer because of me or be kicked out of the house by my parents, so I will feel distressed.

My sister is the kind of person who doesn't look very beautiful at first glance, but after looking closely, it becomes more and more memorable.

She has a pair of eyes that are not very large but slightly slender, like autumn eyes, with long eyelashes, and thin and curved eyebrows, like ancient beauties.

Her diamond lips are petite and sweet, and often make people want to take a bite. But I never dared to do that.

My sister also has fair skin and a slender figure, and everything about my sister is so tempting to me anyway.

I felt like a hungry person in a cage, there was a pot of fresh fruit outside the cage, I knew I couldn't eat it, but I still tried my best to reach it, as if it was good to smell a little fragrance.

Later, my sister and I grew up, and my sister gradually stopped getting tired of being with me, but silently washed and cooked for me and took care of my life.

I really don't like that. But there is no way, after all, we are all adults, and there is a difference between men and women......

I've heard my sister say "I like you" and "You're the most important person to me" countless times.

But my sister, who I wanted to hear the most, never told me, didn't she understand the truth that 'liking is not the same as love'?!

Maybe I really don't understand......

It was a period of rebellion for me, and I was very irritable and unreasonable because of my sister's change.

I often throw dirty clothes everywhere and hide in my room to avoid my heart.

I often play late at night, and then knock on the door to ask my sister, who is already asleep, to get up and make me supper, just to see her distressed and worried eyes.

From this look, I can feel that my sister loves me.

L's Readme 2:

The quiet life will eventually change, and when I was twenty-four years old, my adoptive mother talked to me once.

She said that there was a very good young man in her unit, very honest, very suitable to be with me, and asked me if I would like to go on a blind date.

Although I was reluctant, I didn't say anything as always, and nodded in acquiescence.

What can I say? I could tell that my adoptive mother was asking me, but her expression told me she wasn't asking for my opinion at all.

Moreover, if I continue to stay here, one day I will not be able to help but expose my feelings for my brother, which will drag him down, so I choose to leave.

When my adoptive mother told my family about the success of the blind date, my brother's reaction made me cry secretly for days - he didn't say anything, he just left, and didn't even look at me.

Thinking about it later, my younger brother is in the prime of his 21-year-old youth, so he won't care about a stupid sister's blind date.

He has more things to do that appeal to him, such as...... A date with a girl full of charm......

After the sadness, I continued to take care of my younger brother at home, waiting for the day when I got married.

However, an unexpected incident ruined all this, and I lived a miserable life of never seeing my brother again.

It was a fine afternoon, my parents were not there, and I felt a little dizzy after drying my clothes (I have always had anemia), so I decided to go back to my room for a nap.

At this time, my brother actually came back drunk, and as soon as he entered the house, he yelled that he was uncomfortable and threw himself into my arms.

I hurriedly hugged him, feeling distressed in my heart.

How can this child drink like this, drinking at a young age is too harmful to the body.

My twenty-one-year-old brother is already a head and a half taller than me, and I can barely hold him up.

I managed to bring him to my bed with all my might, and I was so exhausted that I threw myself on the bed with him.

After breaking free from his clinging to my limbs, I was about to get up to make him a sobering tea, when suddenly—

A brute force pressed my body back against my brother's chest.

When I looked closely, it turned out that my brother was drunk and confused, and he held me in his arms like a pillow.

I quickly struggled hard, calling my brother's name, hoping that he would sober up and let me go.

In this way, if the parents suddenly come back and see it, it will be a big deal.

But my brother hugged him tighter and tighter, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't break free......

And then... The last thing that should have happened happened, maybe my brother mistook me for a girl he liked... Maybe my brother got drunk for that girl......

I don't dare to think any further. That night, I hid in my room and didn't even eat dinner.

Later, I heard from my adoptive mother that my younger brother did not eat at home that night, but went out in a hurry, and my adoptive mother did not know where he went.

Maybe it's another classmate's invitation, anyway, in his heart, everything is more important than me......

After that, my brother avoided me, and I didn't have the courage to face him.

As a result, there was zero communication between the two people, which made the adoptive parents really strange for a while.

Soon, more than three months passed, and I discovered a terrible thing, I... There was no menstrual period for three whole months!

No way! What should I do?!

At that time, I was so distraught that I went to the hospital for a check-up, but I wanted to cry without tears.

I was pregnant with my brother's child, and my adoptive parents knew they had to kill me.

At that time, I was like an ant on a hot pot, and I was so anxious that I didn't know what to do.

Tell your brother secretly?

No, no, it was an accident that day, and my brother was already unhappy, and if I said that we had a child, he would have let me kill it immediately.

And, from now on, my brother will definitely hate me even more! I can't do that!

So I secretly persevered for more than two months by myself without telling everyone.

Fortunately, there are no pregnancy reactions, and the belly is not obvious, but what should I do next? Your belly doesn't always get big!

Yes, things always go unchecked when they are most worried.

My inspection report reached my adoptive mother, and I don't know when she got it. In short, it was in her hands.

My adoptive mother sternly asked me what was the matter? Ask me which wild man did the good deeds! Her rebuke could be heard throughout the room.

Strangely, I actually had a sense of relief at that time, which outweighed my embarrassment and grievances.

Also, my brother wasn't at home that day, and I was almost happy when I thought about it.

I never said who got me pregnant, and even if my adoptive mother whipped me with a rattan, I gritted my teeth and didn't say it.

Eventually, I was told by my adoptive mother to get out of the house and never to set foot in their house again, and threatened to cut off my adoption.

That afternoon, my shabby package was kicked out of the house with me, along with the 300 yuan that my adoptive mother had thrown at me with her 'kind intentions'.

Walking on the cold street at night, my head was dizzy and my whole body was cold, only tears were hot.

Before I knew it, I had come to a familiar place, a place I hadn't been to for more than a decade......

At that time, I did not expect that I would have a small home here in the future, and a person who was more than ten years late was about to appear in front of me......

Smart L's Readme 2:

On that day, my mother called the whole family together and told us that my sister had gone on a blind date and that she had already established a relationship with that person!

I'm so angry, I've seen the man my mother said once or twice, black and stupid, how can he be worthy of my sister?

At that time, I was so angry that I left immediately, and I thought that I would go to my mother afterwards to theorize, my sister must have been forced, and she was never good at opposing her mother.

However, when I found my mother, before I could speak, I heard her reason:

My mother said that he had already seen my feelings for my sister, that I was her biological son, and that I could not hide anything from her.

It was true that they adopted their sister out of temporary pity, but they soon regretted it, because the family was not wealthy, and it was a great burden to raise one more person.

I had thought of finding a reason to let her go back to the orphanage after a while, because the adoption procedures had not yet been processed.

Later, when I saw that my sister was so sensible, she would take care of me and help the family with housework at a young age, so she stayed.

When my mother said this, I was about to erupt, and I yelled at my mother: "Are you a sister a courier package?" If you want it, you want it, and if you don't want it, you can retreat?!! ”

The mother's face was flushed, but she was not angry, and she continued:

"I'm sorry, I know it's going to make you sad for a while, but, you see, your sister is so stupid, you don't deserve it. And your current studies are in a critical period, and if you succeed in the future, you will have a lot of girls to choose from, and then you will forget about your sister completely. ”

"Besides, I can be regarded as finding a good home for your sister by doing this, although that person is not good looking, but his family is good, your sister will not suffer if she marries."

I was trembling, I didn't want to say a word to my mother, she wouldn't understand how much I loved my sister, and without my sister, I would not be sad for a while, but would be miserable for the rest of my life.

I turned around and left the house, my mother calling out to me from behind, as if trying to say something to me, but I couldn't listen to anything anymore.

I didn't come home that night, and the next day at noon I poured myself a lot of wine, and it was the first time I had drunk, and I felt like my whole body was floating.

I knew that my parents were not home that afternoon, and I was just thinking about seeing my sister and before I knew it, I went home.

As soon as I entered the house, I threw myself into my sister's arms with the help of alcohol and buried my head in her chest, which I would not normally dare to do anyway.

I deliberately remained motionless, feeling my sister dragging me into the room with all her might, and a thin layer of cold oozed from my petite body, carrying my sister's unique body fragrance......

When I got to bed, my sister was about to leave, and I couldn't hold it anymore, ignoring my sister's cries of struggle, and rubbed her into my arms......

Afterwards, I immediately had a showdown with my mother and threatened to take my sister as my wife.

My mother was silent for a long, long time, and finally said to me: "Okay, since this is already the case, it is useless for me to object, but I have a request, you must finish your studies before you can officially associate with your sister, and now you must keep your distance, nothing can happen again, and you can't let your sister know what I mean in advance, okay?"

"Good!" I immediately agreed.

As long as my mother agrees with my sister to be my wife, I don't care about the other conditions.

But I was so naïve, and my mother had a completely different plan in mind.

I endured talking to my sister and worked hard, just thinking about giving my sister a happy and prosperous future in the future.

One day, more than four months later, I got a really good opportunity to make my debut early.

I rushed home in high spirits, ready to surprise my family......

But when I got home, I was shocked to find that my sister was kicked out of the house by her mother!

I was furious and asked my mother why she was doing this!

The mother's answer was that her sister stole her money and didn't admit it, so she kicked her out of the house in a fit of rage.

Scold! What a joke! My sister would never do such a thing. There must be some other reason!

I was desperate to rummage around the house, and my mother couldn't stop me.

Finally, I turned to the evidence - a sister's pregnancy report.

I threw it in front of my mother and questioned her again!

This time, my mother saw that my eyes were bloodshot and visibly frightened.

My father, who had not been there, came out of the room, told me all the facts, and finally said that it was his idea, and told me not to resent my mother.

But how can I not be resentful?!

My father said that they were doing this for my own good, and that with my talent one day, my sister would only be a burden to me.

I was completely stunned by the selfishness of the two men in front of me, and I couldn't listen to anything.

I rushed out of the house in despair, with only my sister and children in my heart......