Die Together If We Must

Qin Baobao had learned in elementary school that her younger brother was not biologically related to her. She had started liking him in fifth grade, understood her feelings in her second year of middle school, and confirmed that she was in love with him. That love had accompanied her through middle school, high school, and all the way to the present.

From the time she first understood what it meant to like someone until now, at twenty-six years old, thirteen whole years had passed. Just as she had said herself, that was her entire life.

After liking him for so many years and waiting for so many years, all she got was a single sentence: "I'm sorry."

Qin Ze had personally put an end to this forbidden relationship.

Even though she had long known the answer, Qin Baobao had always held out hope for her younger brother. There was nothing she could do herself, nor could she think of a way to break the deadlock, because it was a hopeless situation.

But she had hoped her younger brother could throw everything aside, be forceful, and sweep away every obstacle like the Great Sage Equal to Heaven.

But she had forgotten that, in the end, even the Great Sage Equal to Heaven had chickened out and compromised.

He wouldn't marry her.

He wouldn't marry her!

If love had a color, it would surely be blood-red—the very color filling her heart right now.

In an instant, grief surged like a river in flood!

"Ah, ah..."

Qin Baobao opened her mouth and burst into loud sobs. Tears streamed down her face like a burst dam.

At that moment, Qin Ze was pulling a cigarette from his pocket. He planned to take a drag to steady himself before continuing the conversation with his sister.