After a week, Li Changzhou decided to see a doctor, and his sister accompanied him.

On September 6th, the weather was hot, and the sunlight stung every inch of exposed skin like needles.

Upon arriving at the university-affiliated hospital, he was greeted by an elderly professor surnamed Zhao.

The professor examined his body carefully and listened to him speak even more attentively.

"Lately, I can't concentrate. When I try to think about one thing, countless unrelated things pop into my head. It's like... a computer screen is playing games, the keyboard is typing, the mouse is playing Minesweeper, and the headphones are listening to 'Fly Higher,' but I just can't watch online classes."

"Doctor, what's wrong with me?" Li Changzhou was eager to know the answer.

“Your condition,” Dr. Zhao said, looking at the report in his hand, “sounds like excessive indulgence.”

"......"

The younger sister looked at her older brother.

“No, doctor,” the brother calmly shook his head, “I don’t have a girlfriend.”

"I didn't say you have a girlfriend, I said you're overindulging in sex."

Dr. Zhao put down the report.

He wore frameless glasses, and his head was bald except for a few stubborn hairs growing around the edge of his skull. He seemed to be a highly skilled and trustworthy doctor.

"Dark circles under the eyes, and a dazed look."

Dr. Zhao continued with a serious expression:

"The harm caused by a craft is much greater than you imagine, and it should never be underestimated. What you should do now is not come to me, but find a way to adjust your lifestyle."

"...Doctor, I don't think it's a problem with my lifestyle."

“You’re perfectly normal,” Dr. Zhao interrupted him.

“I’m not normal.” Li Changzhou firmly refused to accept this diagnosis.

Li Qianxia glanced at her phone and said to her brother, "Brother, stop arguing and just listen to the doctor."

Li Changzhou, who was about to say something, bit down on the flesh on the right side of the inner wall of his mouth.

"Dr. Zhao, what kind of lifestyle can solve my brother's current problem?" Li Qianxia asked.

"Don't learn to smoke, and if you drink, even at parties, drink less. Make sure you're in bed before 11 p.m. and get at least 8 hours of sleep every night."

"I understand," Li Qianxia nodded, making sure she remembered it. "Thank you, Dr. Zhao."

"You're welcome, it's my job."

As the two siblings were about to leave after the consultation, Dr. Zhao suddenly reminded them, as if remembering something:

"By the way, it's best to drink a glass of warm milk before bed, as it can help you sleep and is good for your health."

"Okay, thank you for your help." Li Qianxia answered again on behalf of her brother.

Leaving the hospital, the two walked towards the bus stop, the cicadas chirping like a roaring waterfall.

"Do you want to buy anything?" Li Qianxia, ​​who had a ponytail, asked.

How to describe her appearance—

She has a slender figure, a small face, fair and tender skin, a neat ponytail hanging down her back, and long, powerful legs. She plays tennis and occasionally plays against her brother.

From childhood to adulthood, countless people respectfully called Li Changzhou "brother-in-law," offering him pickled mustard greens and pork buns, bagged milk, spicy strips, sesame balls, and even the right to read his novels for the first time.

Li Qianxia didn't suffer any loss either.

She was always the younger sister of all the girls. Although the girls didn't fawn over her like the boys fawned over Li Changzhou, she was arguably the most popular, and all the girls wanted to hang out with her.

She was never left out whenever a new chat group for girls appeared.

This shows just how handsome her brother, Li Changzhou, is.

One evening during summer self-study in the second year of high school, a girl stared at Li Changzhou. It wasn't just staring; she was completely absorbed in the moment.

When the teacher reminded her and the whole class looked over, Li Changzhou's handsomeness was described in more detail through word of mouth—a girl stared at him during evening self-study for a whole class before she came to her senses when the teacher called on her.

"Hmm—" After listening to his sister's words, Li Changzhou thought for a moment, "There's nothing I need, let's just go back."

"......Um."

"What's wrong?" Li Changzhou turned his head and looked at his sister.

The two often tormented each other mercilessly, but no matter what, they were twins who grew up together and had never been apart for a day. They understood each other's thoughts very well.

A hint of hesitation flashed across Li Qianxia's pretty face.

"It's nothing," she said.

Li Changzhou moved closer, his eyes fixed on her.

"What?" Li Qianxia pushed him away, looking disgusted.

“Something’s on your mind,” the brother said, pointing at his sister with certainty, “You’re in love!”

"Are we rich? Dating?" The younger sister dismissed her brother's guess with a hint of annoyance.

Money is a man's pride, and it's also a woman's pride—at least that's how Li Qianxia felt. She felt she didn't have money and was too lazy to find a boyfriend.

In her words, the economic gains obtained through marriage are nothing more than golden shackles.

It's not that it's bad, but she doesn't like it.

"Not in a relationship?" Li Changzhou pondered as he walked.

"I understand!" He exclaimed with a look of sudden realization.

"You understand?" Li Qianxia stared at her brother.

"I just finished seeing a doctor. Now I'm practically a doctor myself. Young lady, your condition is due to excessive indulgence."

“Excessive indulgence.” Li Qianxia gritted her teeth, enunciating each word clearly, and pinched Li Changzhou’s buttocks hard with her hand in a claw-like motion.

Upon being attacked on the buttocks, Li Changzhou retaliated with a sharp "smack," giving her a hard slap on the bottom.

Without any mercy, the blow aimed at severing the sibling relationship was so powerful that even his own hand hurt.

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