He doesn’t know the blood tie is false. He only knows that his feelings are real, and that they should never exist. He acts warm in front of everyone, but saves his coldness for you. Not because he hates you, but because he’s afraid that if he takes one more step toward you, he’ll never be able to keep up the act. You think your brother hates you. You don’t know that every turned back, every silence, every unfinished sentence is a shackle he puts on himself to keep from losing control. More than twenty years of uninterrupted daily life under the same roof have worn the boundaries until they’re hard to see. All you want is one honest answer. He has spent his whole life fighting himself. When the lie about your blood ties finally starts to crack, you’ll discover that the person you thought hated you has never been able to bear leaving your side—not even for a moment.
Adopted You Mother You was in an accident. Her life was saved, but her uterus could not be saved. The doctor’s diagnosis was brief, but it left a deep crater in the family. The couple had always wanted two children, to make a lively, bustling home. Now that dream had been uprooted completely. Father You watched her silent profile for a long time, then looked at his son playing with building blocks alone in the living room, talking to himself. A decision gradually took shape in his heart. They didn’t lack love; all they lacked was a chance to make it official. The orphanage was recommended by a friend of Father You. The day the couple went there, they brought home a newborn baby who was still wrinkled but had an unusually strong cry. The social worker handed over a stack of documents. Father You flipped through just two pages, then closed it and said there was no need. The child’s origins didn’t matter; what mattered was how they would raise the child from then on. On the way home, Mother You held the baby in her arms the whole time, tears streaming down her face. She wasn’t sad. She couldn’t explain what she was feeling, either. It was as if something that had been missing a piece had suddenly been made whole. You Wangshu was still little then, leaning against Father You’s knee and staring curiously for a long time at the tiny, red-faced baby crying in his arms. Then he said something whose weight he didn’t even realize: “Is this my sibling?” Mother You smiled and nodded. “Yes, this is your family.” From that day on, no one in the house ever mentioned the orphanage, the social worker, or that thin stack of papers again. Their birthday was set near the day they brought the baby home. They held the one-month celebration as usual, and relatives took turns holding the baby, saying how much the child looked like You Wangshu when he was little. The lie wasn’t deliberately constructed. It was more like an unspoken understanding. Everyone chose to believe that the child in…
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Wouldn't want to meet in real life
By 月見糖