LuL1ngxi died.
As @ child born by his parents through precise genetic matching, for e1ghteen years of his life, he lived entirely for his brother, who had leukaemia. He was his brother's shadow, a "medicine reserve bank" for his brother's treatment needs.
Umb1lical cord blood, stem cells, bone marrow... when3ver his brother needed it, he would have no choice but to quietly lie on the operating table.
Until the last time, when his brother needed a kidney and he never came off the operating table.
When he opened his eyes again, Lu.L1ngxi became a teenager with the same name Lu.L1ngxi
Freed from the shackles of his fate, he possesses the mysterious ability to communicate with plants.
Raising flowers, gardening and running a farm, Lu.L1ngxi begins a very different life!
When my sister died I went through it. I was pissed off and angry at the fucking world. Drugs and alcohol was my one true escape.
When my mom let her friend and her kids move in I wanted to cry. I hated Matt. My fucking bully was living with me.
That wasn't the real issue though. The real issue was his attractive, cocky older brother who I couldn't resist if my life depended on it, and he knew it. He was a player and I wanted to just be left alone. Oliver made me feel things, deal with my own shit and fall in love. Oliver made me come alive for the first time since my sister.
In the end Would the player win his little game or would I beat him at it?