"It must be... suffocating."

Xia Che remained silent.

All right……

He now understood why Brother Yue was bound in that way.

It turns out that there really is no kinship between aristocratic families.

In a family that operates like an assembly line, mass-producing talent, is there really any human touch left?

Xia Che didn't understand.

Everyone is a fixed template, but these children of the Yu family happen to be engaged in artistic work.

For example, teachers, professors, writers, painters, musicians...

These fields, which clearly require divergent thinking, have been mass-produced by the Yu family in a cramming-like assembly-line manner.

As it turns out, this method is indeed an efficient way for the Yu family to acquire a group of talents in the art world.

He has a broad knowledge base, encompassing both academic and artistic fields.

This is probably the fundamental reason why the Yu family holds such a high position in the art and academic worlds.

"Yeah, my brother and I are like that too."

Yu Shiyue's eyes flickered, and a hint of unease surfaced in her heart.

In the end, she still didn't tell Xia Che the truth...

In that situation, Yu Shiyue was already in despair, and Xia Che was her last hope. So, with a change in mindset, Yu Shiyue blurted out, almost telling Xia Che, that the Yue brother he knew, her so-called brother, was actually herself.

Who could have imagined that things would take such a dramatic turn, that their desperate situation would be over, and that they would actually survive being chased by two assassins?

For a moment, Yu Shiyue pursed her lips, her expression somewhat embarrassed.

Despite all that they've been through, their relationship has grown much closer than before.

but……

How can I tell Xia Che that the brother he thinks is actually a girl?

In fact, she was not Yu Yue's sister at all; from beginning to end, there was only Yu Shi Yue.

How could she possibly say such a thing?

never mind……

Socially anxious people are worst at explaining. The misunderstanding was like a thread. To cover up the lie, the thread kept getting pulled and pulled until it became a huge ball of yarn. She could no longer explain why this ball of yarn was just a thread not long ago.

They couldn't even explain why the yarn ended up in their hands.

"I knew it... I understand how you feel now."

Xia Che remained silent.

Born into such a cold family, where even fellow clansmen don't treat each other like human beings, only caring about grades, and even being ridiculed by the entire clan if you don't follow the future path arranged by the Yu family...

Under such high pressure, Yue-xiong's ability to rebel is actually quite brave.

Xia Che's opinion of Yu Yue has changed somewhat.

This guy, I must say, truly deserves to be called my good brother.

"Now you understand? My brother mustered up a lot of courage to decide to rebel. To be honest, he has a really high talent for Western abstract painting, but he was fed up with the dull and restrictive atmosphere at home and resolutely ran away. But this behavior... in the eyes of the family, is really no different from playing house. He is being called back to Denmark now."

“The Yu family found him a world-renowned painter and wanted my brother to become his student. He would then stay in Denmark for three to five years and return to China as the strongest new generation of Western-style abstract painters. At that time, my brother would be the only representative of the new generation of abstract painters in China. For the Yu family, their already high status in the art world would be further elevated.”

"To put it simply... the Yu family's desire for fame and fortune far exceeds their desire for money. So they spend money without regard to cost in order to gain fame, let alone someone with exceptional talent like my brother."

Yu Shiyue casually recounted her experiences in the third person. Those words that were usually difficult to say became much easier to say after being veiled in narration.

Her so-called "brother" was actually herself.

All of these experiences were Yu Shiyue's own.

How much courage does it take to muster the courage to rebel against one's family?

Yu Shiyue didn't know.

But she knew clearly that on the morning she made that decision, she went out with the determination that she would be beaten to death as soon as she stepped out of the house.

It was later proven that rebelling wouldn't lead to death, and the consequences weren't that severe, but in Yu Shiyue's mind at the time, disobeying her family was tantamount to courting death.

"I see... So you're also talented in painting, just like your brother?"

Xia Che frowned; the Yu family's situation was more complicated than he had imagined.

Now things are even worse.

I originally thought the Yu family was just a small family with some money, and although they still are, their pursuit of fame and fortune has gone to extremes. It's like trying to reason with a bunch of crazy people.

Xia Che felt that if he did this, it would prove that he was also crazy.

"Hmm... I guess so, that's why I draw in the notebooks I like."

Mentioning this, Yu Shiyue's pretty face blushed slightly.

It's unbelievable that someone talented in traditional Western abstract painting would choose to paint on subjects considered lowbrow by most people. No one would believe it if this got out.

But the truth is just that absurd.

Yu Shiyue indeed has an extreme desire for doujinshi.

She loves drawing in her notebooks.

"Don't look down on notebooks. It's very difficult to draw well in a notebook. It's not easy at all."

Yu Shiyue glanced at Xia Che, whose expression suddenly turned strange, and said with some annoyance, "Do you know how to draw human anatomy? Do you know what kind of poses readers like the most? Do you know that the plot is also very important? A doujinshi without a plot is meaningless. It doesn't even deserve to be called a doujinshi. It's just a nude guide like a sow mating."

These words really struck a chord with Xia Che.

Before his soul transmigrated into this world, he had read a lot of doujinshi. As a seasoned otaku, doujinshi with good plots were like SSR-level treasures, something that could only be encountered by chance.

On this point, Xia Che agrees with Yu Shiyue; there's really nothing wrong with her.

But he abandoned traditional art and devoted himself to drawing sketchbooks...

It's still hard to hold back!

Did I accidentally stumble upon some kind of bizarre or grotesque section?

I can understand it.

But isn't it still a bit too bizarre?!

"Okay, okay... I understand. Drawing notebooks is difficult, and every teacher who draws notebooks deserves respect."

Xia Che touched his nose and then turned down the corners of his mouth that he couldn't help but raise.

That's not wrong.

Xia Che heard from Xiao Yihan that Yu Shiyue's doujinshi drawn on the external website were free; she only enabled fan donations.

With its high-quality artwork and captivating storyline, this script is a true gem.

Surprisingly, it's free.

For most male otaku, this behavior is practically akin to that of a bodhisattva...