Transmigrated into the cannon fodder younger sister of the uke in a BL novel

Was it because she stopped Wen Fan from going to the bar?

Or was it because she disrupted the original plot's "first encounter between the top and the bottom"?

Wen Qing didn't draw a conclusion immediately; she simply kept the matter in mind for the time being.

She began to go through the original owner's memories.

The original owner and Wen Fan were orphans who grew up in an orphanage.

The orphanage wasn't in good condition; it had cement floors, iron bunk beds, drafty windows in winter, and a stuffy rooftop like a sauna in summer.

But the dean was a kind-hearted middle-aged woman who tried her best to ensure that every child had enough to eat and wear, and had access to education.

Wen Fan and the original owner depended on each other for survival in the orphanage. When he left the orphanage, he took the original owner with him.

A warm memory is revealed.

When Wen Fan was in his second year of high school, his midterm exam scores were among the top ten in the county.

His homeroom teacher came to the orphanage to talk to him and said that if he kept up his grades, he would have no problem getting into a good university.

Wen Fan smiled and agreed, but after returning home, she neatly folded the report card and put it under her pillow.

Then he dropped out of school and went to work at a bar.

The original owner needed to have heart repair surgery before the age of 23, and the surgery required a lot of money, which the orphanage could not afford to cover.

No wonder... no wonder those comments were criticizing her as a burden.

Objectively speaking, it is true that Wen Fan's life trajectory took a sharp turn because of her, turning from a wide asphalt road into a muddy dirt road.

Wenqing gazed at the moth still fluttering its wings on the ceiling and slowly squinted her eyes.

As previously mentioned in the comments, she, as cannon fodder, will die, and die a horrible death.

Based on her understanding of the novel, her death would likely have a significant impact on Wen Fan, or perhaps be the catalyst for his descent into darkness, after which the darkened protagonist would begin to entangle with the male lead.

Although she didn't know the plot, she felt that she was probably just a plot device in the original book.

That's really... a bit annoying.

......

The next evening came quickly.

Although Wenqing's physical condition was poor, after a night's rest, her spirits were much better than when she first transmigrated.

She spent the whole day lounging on the sofa, watching Wen bustling around, doing laundry, mopping the floor, wiping the windowsill, and organizing the cabinets.

He does these things quietly, with nimble and meticulous movements, like a diligent cat, leaving a cleaner place wherever he goes.

The comments section is also filled with viewers.

Wen Fan really does all the housework, she even folds her younger sister's socks for her.

[No, my sister is just lying there? Not moving at all?]

I've been watching her for ages, and she's never even poured herself a glass of water.

[These snacks are definitely rubbish]

I'm so envious of my sister's treatment!

[What's there to envy? This is spoiling your sister, turning her into a useless good-for-nothing.]

Wen Qing looked at the comments on the screen with a calm expression.

She really didn't do anything, because Wen Fan wouldn't allow it.

She had just reached for the water glass on the coffee table when Wen Fan came back from the balcony with the laundry. He quickly walked over and handed her the glass, then tested the water temperature and added some hot water when he found it was too cold.

She offered to help fold the clothes, but Wen Fan pressed her back onto the sofa, saying, "You don't need to do this. Just watch TV."

In the original owner's memory, this situation had been going on for many years.

Wen Fan didn't let the original owner do any housework. He took care of everything, from washing dishes to sweeping the floor to hanging clothes.

At first, the original owner felt embarrassed and tried to help, but Wen Fan stopped her every time. Over time, she got used to it.

At five o'clock, Wen Fan went into the kitchen to prepare dinner.

The kitchen is small, and the warm yellow light shines on the walls covered with small square tiles.

Wen Fan was wearing a light blue apron with the sleeves rolled up to her forearms. She was slicing potatoes into thin strips, the sound of the knife moving quickly and evenly, the strips as thin as matchsticks.

My wife's knife skills are amazing!

[Just what kind of all-around wife is Wen Fan? She's beautiful and can cook!]

[She even works to earn money and takes care of her younger sister; I suggest we just clone her and mass-produce her.]

[You forgot the most important point earlier—he will also be abused.]

Stop cutting me! Stop cutting me!

Wenqing leaned against the kitchen doorway, watching him cook.

As the cooking fumes rose, Wen Fan turned around and saw her, immediately frowning: "The kitchen is smoky, go to the living room and wait until it's done, then I'll call you."

"I'll stay here and watch," Wenqing said.

Wen Fan glanced at her, but didn't chase her away. He just quickened his pace.

Stir-fried pork with chili peppers, stir-fried bok choy, and a seaweed and egg drop soup were quickly served.

The portions are small, just enough for two people.

Wen Fan set out the bowls and chopsticks, and first served Wen Qing half a bowl of soup: "Have a sip of soup to warm your stomach."

Wenqing picked up the soup bowl and took a sip. The freshness of the seaweed mixed with the smoothness of the egg drop soup was just right.

Wen Fan got up again to serve rice. He served a bowl to Wen Qing first, and then served himself.

After sitting down, the first thing he did was not to use his own chopsticks, but to pick up the serving chopsticks and put food on Wenqing's plate.

[It's starting! Feeding mode activated!]

Wen Fan hadn't eaten a single bite herself, but first put a plate of food on her younger sister's plate.

Could I have a brother like that?

[You're overthinking it; this kind of older brother only exists in novels.]