Senior brother is so awesome!

The following is the main text of the novel "{?$article_title?}" ({?$jieqi_title?}) provided by {?$jieqi_sitename?}. Please enjoy! At this moment, the voice of a young boy came from the mountaintop: "Junior Sister, are you alright?"

Yang Shanshan looked up and shouted, "It's nothing!" She got up and prepared to continue climbing; she still wanted to eat the wild game that her second senior brother had promised her.

Suddenly, the stone beneath her feet loosened, and she lost her footing. In a panic, she instinctively grabbed onto a blade of grass in front of her, but the grass couldn't support her weight and was uprooted. She tumbled down the slope, her eyes tightly shut, screaming, "Ah! Help!"

A sharp pain shot through her chest, but her body continued to roll rapidly down the mountain. Just when she thought she was going to die, a powerful force pulled her into an embrace filled with the scent of medicine. The person held her tightly, shielding her from the impact of the rocks, and stopped at some point. She then gracefully fainted in that medicine-scented embrace.

Yang Shanshan stared at the beam of white light before her. The surroundings were silent and dark, except for the blindingly bright beam. She wondered, where was she? Had she fallen from the mountain and died, returning to the underworld? But she remembered it wasn't like this last time. So, where was she?

Just as Yang Shanshan was wondering what was going on, she heard a series of dreamlike voices, "Ruo'er, where are you? Ruo'er..."

It seemed like someone was being called, but she couldn't tell where the voice was coming from; it was as if the voice was coming from all directions.

She cupped her hands to her lips and replied, "Who are you? Who is speaking?" Her voice echoed in the empty, silent space, and no one responded.

At this moment, a person emerged from the end of the beam of light. Because of the backlight, Yang Shanshan could not see the person's appearance clearly, but she could vaguely make out that the person was tall and should be a man, and slowly walked towards her.

Yang Shanshan finally realized that the voice she had just heard was coming from the man. As he approached her, he still murmured as if in a dream, "Ruo'er, Ruo'er, did you come to find me?"

She kindly reminded her, "I'm not Ruo'er, you've mistaken me for someone else. My name is Yang Shanshan, uh, no, my name is Qin Yuechan."

The man gave a pitiful laugh, "You are my Ruo'er, how could I not recognize my Ruo'er? It's you, my Ruo'er, you've finally come. From now on, please never leave me again, okay? I'm scared..."

Seeing that he was still stubborn, Yang Shanshan loudly corrected him, "Look carefully, I'm not the person you're looking for. Look at your inhuman appearance!"

The man suddenly looked up, and the moment Yang Shanshan saw his face, her mind went blank. Her head throbbed with pain, and an ancient fear overwhelmed her, making her feel like she was being attacked by a swarm of man-eating ants, suffering unbearable pain.

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through her neck. The man had grabbed her by the neck, his deep-set eyes filled with hatred, an overwhelming hatred. "Why did you forget me? Why! You wretched woman!" His icy hands gripped her neck tightly, the force increasing, and she was powerless to struggle. Her consciousness began to fade. Was she going to die?

Zhu Mingquan stared intently at the little figure on the bed, fearing the slightest mishap. Her eyes were darting rapidly across her closed eyelids, her breathing was quickening, and her body was tense. Was she having a nightmare? Oh no!

In desperation, he inserted silver needles into several acupoints and used his internal energy to stimulate them. Finally, the little girl suddenly opened her eyes, sat up abruptly, and screamed in alarm, "No, let me go! Let me go! I'm not your Ruo'er!"

Yang Shanshan felt a pat on her shoulder, and a surge of powerful internal energy flowed into her body. Her limbs relaxed instantly, and the pressure on her neck disappeared. Turning around, she saw her second senior brother looking at her anxiously. She suddenly buried herself in his arms, tears streaming down her face. "How scary! Second senior brother, someone wants to kill me! Someone wants to kill me! Waaah..."

The second senior brother gently patted her trembling back and comforted her in her ear, "It's alright, Chan'er was just having a nightmare. She'll be fine once she wakes up."

He held her until his clothes were soaked with tears. Only then did the girl in his arms lift her swollen, red eyes and look at his handsome smile and his eyes full of concern. She wished she could stay in his arms forever, warm, pure, and peaceful...

After a while, Yang Shanshan's guilty conscience subsided, and she felt deeply embarrassed. She tried to straighten up, but suddenly her chest hurt as she moved. "Ouch, that hurts."

The second senior brother quickly helped her down onto the bed and said with concern, "You rolled down the mountain and hit your chest on a rock. The bruise on your rain boots is just a superficial injury. It will be completely healed in less than three days."

She always believed his words without a doubt. She blinked her doe-like eyes and nodded obediently. Suddenly, she remembered the moment she rolled down the mountain. He had saved her and protected her with his own body. At that time, the scent of medicine reminded her that she was safe, because it was the unique scent of her second senior brother.