"Su... Xuan."
"You really do get less adorable as you grow up. You were like a little doll when you were younger." Sitting at the dining table, Su Xuan turned and smiled at Su Bai. "Call me your big brother properly, kid."
"...Big brother." Fighting through his headache, Su Bai walked over and sat down opposite Su Xuan, feeling distinctly unwell.
Though he felt awful, Su Bai knew all of this was normal. There was nothing strange about it. He told himself that over and over, but when he spoke those words, his head still felt as though it would split open, and even his stomach churned.
"Hurry up and eat breakfast." Su Xuan's smile was warm. "You must have been exhausted lately, right? But it'll all be over soon. After all, isn't this what you've been working yourself to the bone for all year, kid?"
Su Bai knew his brother Su Xuan was merely encouraging a student who had slept in while preparing for his exams, yet he couldn't shake that hazy, disoriented feeling.
He lowered his head and glanced at the breakfast on the table. On the left was a bowl of large wontons drizzled with sesame oil, and on the right was a big glass of milk.
A huge bowl of gigantic wontons paired with a big glass of milk-it really was their mother Lin Wan's style.
To better supplement the family income, Lin Wan, Su Bai and Su Xuan's mother, worked practically every day of the year, taking time off only for special occasions involving her sons. Whenever she had a moment to spare, she would make hundreds of large wontons and put them in the refrigerator, so Su Bai and Su Xuan could boil some for themselves whenever they were too lazy to go into