My sister never calls me brother.

It's often said that Chinese people tend to live in close-knit communities, and that's certainly true.

The fact that Chinatowns are found all over the world is the best proof of this.

I live in an apartment in Chinatown.

Every day when I go out, I see the same elderly people practicing Tai Chi; it's nothing new.

Foreigners are not very common, but there will be plenty of Chinese restaurants on the street.

Because foodies know no borders!

Melbourne's Chinatown is not as scattered as Sydney's; although there are fewer of them, it is quite large.

This narrow street is an old street in itself. Historically, gold mines were discovered in Melbourne, and many gold miners flocked to the sparsely populated city. Chinese laborers were the most numerous, and they established the prototype of this Chinatown.

The road is paved with cobblestones, and most of the buildings on both sides of the street are over half a century old, quaint but not weathered.

At each of the entrances and exits at both ends of the street stands a red-painted Huaxia Archway.

I attend a Chinese high school on this very street.

It felt much the same as high school in China, except that the academic pressure was much less.

This is probably due to the influence of foreign countries.

If you ask me what I regret having lived in Melbourne for five years?

The only regret is that my older brother isn't here with me.

My poor, silly older brother, I wonder how he is doing now.

When I was little, I felt that even though he was born earlier than me, he was clumsy and didn't seem mature at all.

They have absolutely no idea how to be tactful or diplomatic; they're always straightforward, which makes people uncomfortable.

Especially during my teenage years, after watching the movie "The Duel at the Top of the Forbidden City," I felt like I was going to pick up a broom and venture out into the "martial arts world."

Doesn't it look like someone with an intellectual disability?

I think so too.

In the end, because he was disobedient, my brother got a good beating from his mother with a rolling pin.

Seeing him wincing in pain after being beaten, do you think we should pity him?

How could that be! I was secretly pleased, and it was I who snitched on his dishonesty.

Why do you want to do this?

Do I even need to ask? He always has fun on his own, completely ignoring my feelings as his sister, so I have to make him realize what a huge mistake he's made.

Besides, my brother is tough and can take a beating, so there's absolutely nothing to worry about.

Fortunately, my brother is the kind of person who knows when to back down. He finally realized I was there and started playing with me.

That day, he read "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber".

My brother said he wants to play Zhang Wuji.

Without thinking, I said I wanted to play Zhao Min.

Because I can have a baby for my brother!

Well--

Every time I think about having a baby for my brother, my brain starts trembling, I feel dizzy, and my heart races. It feels so good, hehe...hehehehe...

But in the end, he said he wanted to act out the scene of the siege of Bright Peak, and asked me to play Abbess Miejue!

Well, okay! He's got guts; he actually dared to completely reject my opinion.

So what if it's Abbess Miejue? I'll play the role! I'll give it a good performance! I'll show him what Abbess Miejue is all about!

Then I went to complain again, and in the end, my brother got another beating with a rolling pin.

This isn't my fault, is it? He brought it all on himself.

I have no idea how I am perceived by my older brother.

But I think... he's pretty much the same as a mischievous little devil, right?

Although my older brother is stupid, clumsy, and clueless about romance, he also has a gentle side.

When I'm sick, he's the only one who can be by my side.

Seeing him scratching his head in frustration made me very happy.

Being cared for is a very happy thing.

I don't know when it started, but I developed an unusual dependence on my older brother.

It's also difficult to predict.

But now I vaguely understand the reason.

Boys and girls have different mental states when they are young, but they have one thing in common.

That is, seeking protection.

Boys may develop an Oedipus complex.

Although many boys won't admit it, it's because boys have grown up.

Knowing that the initial feelings were a kind of longing.

Girls may also develop an Oedipus complex.

Of course, like other girls, I wouldn't admit it.

My situation is a little different.

My father was away from home most of the year, and the absence of a father has given me this complex.

Driven by a strong desire for protection, I had no choice but to choose to be attached to my brother.

Although my brother sometimes seems unreliable, he is surprisingly dependable when it matters.

As I get older, I can feel my brother's care for me more and more.

It feels like a cup of bitter coffee; it tastes very bitter, but the rich aroma will gradually emerge from your throat as time goes by.

It is endless.

By the time I realized it, I was already hopelessly addicted.

My obsession with my older brother borders on fanaticism, what many people call a brother complex.

No! That's not quite accurate.

Two words should be added—"severe"

Yes! That's right, "a hardcore brother complex" is accurate.

The thought of marrying my older brother and even having children keeps popping into my head.

Moreover, this intention is very strong.

When my parents aren't home, I often use the excuse that I'm "scared to sleep alone" to sleep with my older brother.

But don't get the wrong idea.

Of course, we won't do anything.

Girls tend to mature earlier than boys in that area, so my brother didn't have any particular interest in it.

Although I've hinted at it repeatedly...

As for what I implied—

I used my allowance to buy him many books about forbidden love between brothers and sisters, including novels and comics.

But the result...

It doesn't seem to be working.

He doesn't seem to have much interest in this subject.

I'm so embarrassed! Is there anyone in this world more idiotic than this guy?

Just when I was about to take further action, my parents divorced, and I had to leave with my mother.

I still remember what my older brother said to me when we parted ways—

"Take good care of yourself, drink less cold water, it's easy to get an upset stomach. If I'm not around, I don't know who will take care of you. Mom is so busy, so you must take good care of yourself while you're abroad. If anyone bullies you, call me, and I will definitely take a plane and beat that bastard up!"

Although the words weren't pleasant to hear and even sounded a bit roguish, they warmed my heart.

but!

After we parted ways, that jerk never contacted me even once, not even a phone call. He just vanished into thin air!

It's amazing that he could say such things at the time of parting and still immediately put on such a high-handed attitude.

Since he doesn't take the initiative to contact me, his own sister, I won't contact him either.

I need to make him realize how important I am.

But as time went on, I couldn't hold back anymore.

It's good that he has perseverance; otherwise, his brain is full of shit.

Ah~ I really want to sleep with my brother's arm around my arm~

If we could do something naughty... that would be even more exciting!

Oh no! The more I think about it, the more agitated I get; my head feels like it's being swept by a tsunami.

Although these are all just wishful thinking on my part, I just can't help myself~

I don't really blame my brother for not contacting me first.

Because there was a vixen by his side who was always eyeing his older brother.

This piece of meat is clearly mine, so why should she covet it?

This vixen is none other than Lin Nianwei!

I've always thought she was annoying; there was always something else in the way she looked at my brother.