My brother became a love brain

I didn't do anything, but Song Dongyang suddenly told me that I would become the owner of the island tomorrow.After a brief stunned moment, I had no choice but to ask: "I remember that there are other heirs, why is it my turn all of a sudden?"

"They have given up their inheritance rights," he said easily, as if he was just referring to a trivial matter, "Rui, I promised you that I will solve them as soon as possible."

"You didn't do anything illegal or criminal, did you?" For some reason, I always felt a little uneasy in my heart.

"No."

I breathed a sigh of relief quietly and said, "Then what do I need to prepare?"

Things have come to this point, since I have promised him to stay here for a year, naturally I will not reject doing things that can help him.

"Have a good sleep," he raised his hand and lightly brushed my shoulder, "Leave the rest to me."

After thinking about it, I chose to say it bluntly: "Your tone now is especially like the villain in a male video, full of intrigue and scheming."

Song Dongyang smiled when he heard the words, and said, "I'm not a good person at all."

"Don't talk like that."

He really admitted that he was not a good person, but I felt uncomfortable. I probably regarded him as a good brother and didn't want him to go astray.

"In the beginning, I regarded the new island owner as a puppet," Song Dongyang said, regardless of whether I wanted to listen, "We will make a deal that seems to be beneficial to him, but in reality In the end, I will empty him, deprive him of all his rights, and make him a public target."

He stopped speaking dangerously, and looked at me, as if he was expecting my comment. I thought for a few seconds, and I could only reply him with one word - "Oh."

He wasn't satisfied with my answer, but continued on: "But I met you, and you made me mad..."

"I thought we were normal roommates." I couldn't help interrupting him.

"I want to have a roommate relationship with you." He added lightly.

"You changed your original mind?" I feel like I'm in a romance drama.

"Yes," he stared at me with friendship in his eyes, "If it were you, I would be willing to be your servant."

"My goosebumps are about to be revealed by you." Forgive me for not being able to bear his tenderness, "Is there a specific activity schedule? If not, I will continue to take my afternoon nap?"

"According to the usual practice, you have one chance to repent."

I pulled up the blanket he had covered me with, yawned a little, and said, "I'll sleep for a while, and you'll call me when I'm having dinner."

"Go to sleep," his voice instantly became extremely gentle, "after we wake up, let's try on the dress."

I closed my eyes and complained softly: "I just asked you, and you didn't tell me that there is this one."

"Well, it's my fault." For some reason, his words became extraordinarily distant, light and airy, as if hypnotic.

I tried to open my eyes, but I fell into a sweet dream. I could smell the faint fragrance of flowers in my dream, and my whole body was filled with warmth.

This nap took much longer than expected. When I woke up, it was completely dark outside the window. Song Dongyang was beside me. Stack of documents, under review.

I rubbed my sleepy eyes and asked him, "What are you looking at?"

"Some documents."

"Ok?"

"It's just little things you don't need to worry about."

He must be hiding something from me, but I am not interested in exploring his secrets. Being a qualified vase is my only purpose at this stage.

I lifted the quilt, put on my slippers, squeezed my sore neck, and asked, "Maybe you are free to accompany me to dinner?"

If you are not free, I can go by myself.

Before I could say this, Song Dongyang threw the document on the coffee table aside and said, "I'll accompany you to dinner. Today the chef made your favorite mushroom soup."

Song Dongyang arranged a lot of good chefs for me. Recently, I love to drink the creamy mushroom soup made by a chef. He mentioned this soup. disturbed.

After dinner, we took a walk for a while and went to watch the latest movie in the 4D cinema on the island. Everything was unbelievably relaxing and enjoyable. Until I fell asleep, I didn't worry too much about tomorrow and slept very peacefully.

In the new morning, there was a faint fragrance on the tip of my nose. The fragrance was a little strange, but also a little familiar. I thought about it for a while, and asked Song Dongyang who was lying beside me: "What kind of aromatherapy did you light?"

"Anshen." He replied briskly, I didn't see anything strange from his expression, but I felt more and more that something was wrong in my heart.

I rubbed my sleepy eyes, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and while walking towards the bathroom, I asked him, "How much time do we have?"

"Don't worry," his voice was a little fuzzy due to the distance, "This is just a small ceremony, and it can start at any time."

He said so, but I became impatient, and finally went out 10 minutes earlier than usual.We had the same breakfast as in the past, the servant brought a plate, Song Dongyang pointed to the plate, and said: "There are two bracelets inside, you can choose one to wear."

There is a gold bracelet and a silver bracelet on the plate. The two bracelets have a metal texture. Except for the color, they are almost exactly the same.

"What's the use of this thing?" Wouldn't it be possible to control the lives or thoughts of a group of people by wearing a bracelet, as described in science fiction movies?

"It's useless," he answered solemnly. "The gold bracelet is made of metal gold, and the silver bracelet is made of metal silver. This is just a multiple-choice question."

I am an ordinary person. Faced with this entangled question, of course I chose to pick up the gold bracelet first, and then the silver bracelet—children make choices, and as an adult, I choose both.

"So you want it all?"

"My intuition tells me that no matter which one I choose, it's a pit, but I can't choose not to, so I want both."

"There are not so many pitfalls, it's just a bracelet."

I picked up the two bracelets, took a closer look, put them back in the tray, and asked, "Can I leave them off?"

"Of course." Song Dongyang seemed easy to speak, "As long as you choose the bracelet, the bracelet belongs to you, and you can do whatever you want with them."

"Okay," I think I need to remind Song Dongyang, "are we going to start the ceremony?"

"Ceremony?" Song Dongyang leaned back, showing a very relaxed posture, "Oh, you mean the ceremony of becoming the island owner?"

He really deserves to be beaten like this. I picked up the teacup in front of me, took a sip of tea, and said, "You're right."

"It's over." A successful prank smile appeared on his face. "You just need to choose the bracelet you like. This is the ceremony of succession."

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