i don't want to be your sister

In the spring of 1986, Phoenix Hall quietly brought a girl back to Shuangmendong, Daobong District.

It was a cold morning in early spring, and most of the neighbors in Shuangmendong hadn't woken up yet.And Liu's father, who was still in a chaotic sleep, just hugged the broom like that, staring blankly at the door as Phoenix Hall brought the girl into the house.

The wind picked up a few fallen leaves, and the cold wind made Liu's father tremble. He shrank back, thinking that he was dreaming just now.

The girl who followed Aze's father was slender and beautiful, with a pale face.

The temperature in the house is very warm, Phoenix Hall moved his hands and feet in a small way, just about to tell Ming Zhen to sit down first, he prepared breakfast for her, but inadvertently caught sight of his son, Cui Ze who just came downstairs.

For a moment, the air seemed to be silent.

Han Mingzhen's star-like eyes just stared straight at Aze, and Aze had a towel around his neck, and stopped there as he raised his hand to wipe his hair, and his feet also stopped and went downstairs He was standing at the last step of the stairs, staring blankly at the strange girl who was slender but whose eyes lit up the whole spring.

A Ze's father watched the two children staring there, and there was nothing embarrassing or wrong. He threw a slap at A Ze in his usual calm and calm tone, "A Ze, her name is Han Mingzhen, and she will be Han Mingzhen from now on. Your sister is gone."

"Huh?" Aze was not the kind of person who was easily excited, but he still couldn't help but wonder.

Indeed, no child accepts a sister brought back by his father without warning.

"Aze, Mingzhen, please chat for a while, Dad will make you breakfast." Aze's father had no intention of explaining right away, just left the two children there, and turned around and went into the kitchen by himself.

People who don't know think that nothing happened.

Aze's face was still blank, not knowing how to react.

Suddenly, Mingzhen raised the corners of her mouth and grinned, revealing her tiny white teeth.

This was a signal, and Aze also smiled, with eight neat teeth.

Ming Zhen looked at A Ze's smile, and the heart that was like rootless duckweed and fluttering catkins slowly fell to the ground, safely, as if she had found support.

"Brother!" Mingzhen laughed again.

A Ze was stopped by the sudden sound of his brother, and his already cute face was even more dumbfounded.

Aze is the only child, and he is relatively small in this alley. Usually, only Pearl can be called "Aze Ouba", and he rarely hears this title.

Strange, but Aze felt that it would be okay if it was this girl.

"younger sister".Such a slender sister needs to be well protected, Aze thought in his heart.

Aze's response was very gentle, but Mingzhen couldn't help but shed tears.

Mingzhen trotted for two steps, hugged Aze's waist, and buried her face in his chest.

Ever since waking up in this world, Mingzhen has not shown it on the surface, but she has always been terrified in her heart.

She didn't know why, she was an ordinary female college student, she didn't have any scumbags cheating on her, no car accidents, and she didn't buy any inconspicuous but mysterious little things, so she went to bed early and went through time travel with dysmenorrhea.

The whiteness of the hospital bed was the blackness of her whole world. She was at a loss and just listened to the nurse gently and patiently asking what was wrong, without responding.

Korean is Korean, not Mandarin.

Mingzhen felt that the sky might be falling. She had never learned Korean before, so she just watched "Reply 1988". How could she understand Korean now?

The nurse looked at the little girl's pale face and dull eyes, thinking that she was still immersed in the sad news that her parents had both died in a car accident, so she silently comforted the little girl with slightly distressed eyes, shook her head and turned to go out.

As soon as the nurse lady arrived at the door, she ran into the director leading an uncle to the door.

The director asked how the little girl was doing, the nurse shook her head, and both the director and the uncle understood what she meant.

That uncle, that is Phoenix Hall, saw the little girl sitting with her knees hugged through the transparent glass of the door, and his only feeling was fragility.

The normally calm Phoenix Hall couldn't help showing grief, thinking of the bloodstained face of his friend who entrusted Mingzhen to himself when he was dying, Phoenix Hall felt even more heavy.

Opening the door, Han Mingzhen raised her head when she heard the voice, and looked at the uncle at the door in disbelief, "Papa Aze? Am I in the play?"

Next, Mingzhen didn't know what happened, so she just followed Aze's father back to Shuangmen Cave in such a daze.

Phoenix Hall looked at the little girl who followed quietly with a dazed face, determined to take good care of her, she was too thin, as if a gust of wind could blow her away.

Aze looked down at his younger sister who was buried on top of him, his body was stiff, and he didn't know where to put his hands.

It was tears, Aze felt that the clothes on his chest were wet, and he tried to relax his body.

He patted his sister's back lightly.

"That's great." Ming Zhen felt the temperature on his body, and her heart gradually warmed up.

Aze's father stood quietly at the door of the kitchen, with a look of relief on his face.He is very happy that the two children can get along well. Aze has no mother since he was a child. Although there are children in the alley playing with him, he is not his own. Although Aze doesn’t say anything, Aze’s father can still feel that Ze was lonely after his friends left.Playing with Go all day long, without the vigor of a teenager, Aze's father has always been very sorry to Aze.

Now, Mingzhen has no parents, and if she can be with Aze, everything will be fine in the future.

The author has something to say:

When I watched the drama, I liked it very much, and I felt sorry for Aze. I always hoped that he would be happier, so I started to conceive a fan when I saw half of it.In the end, I think it's quite satisfactory, but I think that the idea has been conceived, so don't waste it, and convert the idea into words.

But this is my first time writing, maybe the writing style is not mature, I hope everyone will bear with me.