Chapter 5

Chapter 5

From then on, Du Ruoqing began waking up at five in the morning. After washing up and finishing breakfast, she practiced the yangqin for an hour, studied German for another hour, then spent the whole day in professional courses such as finance. In the middle, she also practiced piano for an hour, and classes did not end until ten-thirty at night.

The next day, it continued.

Great.

Originally, Du Ruoqing had complained that I was the only person she could see at home every day.

Now, she could see many people every day, but I was the only one she could not see.

She no longer had time to shout about staying at our parents’ knees.

Because she was nearly collapsing onto those knees herself.

In the end, this matter ended with Du Ruoqing collapsing from overwork and aggravating her broken rib.

She lay in bed, her face deathly pale and her breath faint.

I stood by the bed and kindly comforted her.

“Nothing in the world is difficult, as long as you’re willing to give up.”

She stared at me, her eyes glowing green.

I offered her a stick of latiao.

She was moved to tears.

She just could not speak.

Her chest heaved violently for a long time, and all I heard from her throat was a hoarse “heh, heh.”

My raised hand was getting a little sore.

Just as I was considering whether to withdraw it, my expressionless brother actually came back.

“Brother…”

The moment Du Ruoqing saw my brother, she began to cry.

Pear blossoms in the rain.

Even a straight woman like me was a little moved, yet my brother acted as if he saw nothing. Hands in his pockets, he used the coldest tone to say the most dramatic line.

“If you wish to wear the crown, you must bear its weight.”

Du Ruoqing broke.

Seeing her lying in bed with no will to live, I could not bear it. I gave a light cough to ease the atmosphere.

“Why are you back?”

“Log on.”

My brother was concise.

Luckily, I understood immediately, though rejection was written all over my face.

I had just prepared to clutch my stomach and flee to the bathroom when he interrupted my casting.

“Now.”

My cheek twitched.

No choice. Younger sisters were all their brothers’ good servants.

Even I could not escape that fate.

So, under my brother’s gaze cold enough to freeze a person to death, I resigned myself, put down the bag of latiao, took out my phone, and tremblingly opened the Honor of Kings app.

“Lobby with acquaintances or randoms? Peaceful farming or brainless slaughter?”

I accepted my fate.

But the moment I opened the app and the “timi” sound played, Du Ruoqing’s voice cut in.

“Brother, are you gaming? I can play too. Take me with you.”

I raised my head in disbelief and looked at Du Ruoqing.

If I could, I would have stretched out an Erkang hand and shouted for her not to make trouble.

But Du Ruoqing had already taken out her phone in front of us, opened the game page, and with a crisp “timi,” a smug expression appeared on her face.

“Brother, my record is very good. My Yao is King rank. I can absolutely carry. My brain is much better than someone’s.”

The hand I had on the edge of my phone trembled slightly.

Seeing that neither my brother nor I spoke, Du Ruoqing’s eyes instantly reddened again, and her voice choked up.

“Brother, I am also your sister. Even if we didn’t grow up together, blood is thicker than water…”

“I’m not trying to break this family apart. I’m here to join this family.”

“Can you not shut me out?”

Listening to her, my heart filled with mixed feelings.