The man from Wugeng's family is indeed reliable

The man of the Gogen family is indeed reliable. Author: Little Totoro

Here is the book introduction:

In the dim sunlight, the sound of waves still lingers in the ears. The white fingers are tightly clasped together, and an identical ring is lingering on the ring fingers of both parties, with each other's names engraved inside the ring. As the sunset sinks, the two shadows gradually overlap, leaving only the sound of waves and the gentle confession lingering in each other's hearts.

"Hiroshi-kun—I like you."

"Yeah, I like you, too."

A simple confession is better than a long love letter.

You know my heart.

I know your intention,

PS: This book is a multi-channel 'pure love' novel, also known as "The girls I like will lose their memory", "I'm a single dog but I feed them dog food well", "I am the protagonist, girls all want to date me", "My sister is the cutest in the world", "The impossible love story between me and my childhood sweethearts", "A love story that travels five light years per second", "We still don't know your name", "My Neighbor Totoro is the cutest in the world, all girls like it?(^?^*)"

PS: What the hell is the last one (funny face)

Wake up with my sister

"Onii-chan, wake up, or you'll be late."

A familiar whisper came to his ears. Gokura Hiroki blinked painfully and muttered, "Hi hi."

He slowly sat up from the bed and stretched tiredly, "Did I stay up too late writing last night?" He pinched his sore eyebrows, staggered downstairs and started to wash up.

My name is Goko Hiroki, a nice name. But when I was born in that ward filled with the smell of disinfectant and blood, it was destined that my life would not be smooth sailing.

Because I have a little secret that no one knows. This body is not my original body. In other words, I am a time traveler. Yes, a time traveler, yes, one of the time travelers who follows the trend and comes to a place where an average of tens of thousands of people travel every year.

I was a very ordinary person in my previous life. Well, I was a bit of a homebody when I was a kid, and I became even more of a homebody when I grew up.

Friends are limited to those who have brothers below. Why? I guess it’s because like attracts like. Don’t complain why I say this. Since the first time I came into contact with the physics course, well, I basically never passed the exam.

What about foreign languages?

Well, I can only recognize most Chinese characters and understand some daily Japanese and English.

Well, that's a sad thing.

The muddled high school years ended, and I went to a second-tier university with a casual approach. In college, I encountered the biggest change in my life. I went to the largest gay dating website in China. Yes, I really was gay.

A bunch of gays race cars, trade PY, show off, and fight with pictures in the group every day, and then study together how to defeat the dog manager and how to push down the female manager. To this, I can only say: please take me with you!

Fortunately, I still have some ideas in this gay stage, and I learned to make videos, compose music, and model together with my gay friends.

Well, everyone started to make fun of each other and show off again.

Well, I have played for two years and learned nothing except pretending to be cool.

When I open other people's videos, my mind is full of how I should act, but I am already in the late stage of laziness and there is no medicine to save me.

During the holidays, they are obsessed with meeting in person all day long. A bunch of otakus dress up as women to comfort each other. To this, I can only say, damn, I can play with these legs for a whole year!

I learned all the knowledge related to being a homebody, including programming, painting, special effects, and editing. In the end, I became someone who was addicted to typing and trading all day long and was nobody to be messed with.

Finally, during a one-day trading session, I was having too much fun, didn’t look at the road I was walking, and fell into the sewer and died.

Well, that day I met Dachu in Henan. I was so excited that I closed my eyes and opened them again. When I woke up, I found that I could only scream.

Well, just like a mentally retarded person, it's really exciting

I crawled around on the floor for more than two months, and I was addicted to the pleasure of the ripples.

Two years later, my sister, Gokou Ruri, was born with a lovely and peaceful face, sleeping soundly.

I still have a younger sister in this life.

In my previous life, I also had a sister who was two years younger than me. We had been fighting with each other since we were young, and we almost hit each other with bricks. The good family relationship was treated like enemies by OB. When we grew up, although we were on good terms with each other on the surface for the sake of face, the invisible gap between us deepened.

This time I will never let the tragedy happen again. I want my sister to be one of the happiest sisters in the world.

Which sister is the happiest?

Of course, the happiest one is the sister who accompanied her brother to Germany for medical treatment.

Thus began Hiroki Goko's life as a bitch.

Chapter 1 Hiroki Gokura and the Kiss That Tastes Like Egg Cake

"Well, let's go out." With a gentle smile and a wave to his family behind him, Hiroki Gokuru went out to school with his lovely sister as usual.

The dim morning light and fresh air give people who get up early a special sensory enjoyment. Perhaps this is the secret magic of going to bed early and getting up early to have a good body?

Feeling the soft little hand in your hand, the birdsong, the fragrance of flowers, and the company of your closest person by your side, this may be the ultimate happiness that ordinary people pursue throughout their lives.

I tilt my head to look at my sister beside me. We have been together from the time she was just learning to speak to where she is today. I really hope that we can continue on this path forever.

So, in the morning light, the young man made such a wish.

When Hiroshi was first born into this world, he felt that even though his last name was Gogen and his sister was called Liuli, he still didn't think there was anything wrong and just continued to live his daily life as usual.

Perhaps there is nothing strange about a quiet and peaceful life itself, and all Hiroshi does every day is enjoy the ordinary daily life.

Holding my sister's hand, we built sand castles and swung on the swings in the park, and then I carried my tired sister home to rest.

He spends every day with his sister. Although his peers say that Gokogen Hiroki is a girl, Hiroki always responds to the ridicule of these little kids with a smile.

He didn't want to explain any more, even though little Liuli would stand in front of Haoshu angrily at this time, waving her little fists and trying to drive away those bad guys. Every time this happened, Haoshu would always hold her, careful not to let her fall, and smile happily.

In short, Hiroki Gokuru doesn't think it's a bad thing to be obsessed with his sister's world.

Adults always like obedient children. This child appears to be quiet and cute on the outside, but inside he is a mature soul that has experienced many hardships. Hiroki Gokou perfectly performed the role of an ideal baby in the eyes of adults in his childhood.

Mother was very pleased with the deep bond between the siblings and didn't notice anything wrong. Even though Liuli was unusually clingy to me in life, Mother always smiled with a look of displeasure, patted the children's heads and said, "Hiroshi, you must protect your sister well in the future."

As a good boy, Hiroshi naturally gave a response that made his mother happy. He patted his chest and said, "Your sister will be left to me from now on, mother."

Perhaps as if he had realized something, the father looked at his well-behaved and obedient son, then at his precious daughter who was being held tightly by him, and his hand involuntarily reached out to the stick that was leaning against the chair.

This action made Hiroshi raise his eyebrows.

Huh? I heard you wanted to knock me up?

Cough

All in all, the family lives together in harmony, and Hiroki Gokou's parents are very relieved about him, as he has always shown the image of a perfect baby since he was young.

The days passed one by one, calm and peaceful.

Hiroki Gogen lazily enjoyed his warm daily life, thinking that he could live like this forever.

Everything changed when Hiroshi was 6 years old.

He remembered that it was a day in April. He vaguely remembered that the weather was very good that day, the sky was very blue, and very clear and clean.

The mother took the children to the county music exhibition, where he met a boy about six years old, wearing small glasses, sitting alone on a bench and eating egg cake in small bites.

The mother was outside answering a phone call because of something. Perhaps because she was bored, or maybe she was curious about why this child was sitting there alone, Haoshu took Liuli's hand and took the first step towards him to change the world.

"Are you here to watch the game too?"

The boy's face froze for a moment, then he looked up at Hiroshi, blinked confusedly, and looked around.

"No need to look at that, I'm just asking you."

"Eh?"

He was stunned for a moment, smiled embarrassedly, and scratched the back of his head with a sunny smile.

"No, I'm here to participate in the competition."

"Eh? So small, so amazing."

The boy in front of him was still uneasy and smiled shyly.

"No, I can only play a little bit."

“That’s pretty impressive too.”

He seemed to be even more shy after being praised by Hiroshi, and lowered his head softly. How could a boy be so shy?

The atmosphere seemed to become a little awkward, and before Hiroshi could find a topic to talk about, the boy automatically made amends.

"Would you like some egg cake?"

"Huh?" Blinking his eyes, Hiroshi made a puzzled sound.

"This" was holding a small plastic box of pastries in his hand, which contained two white pastries that looked delicious.

"Liuli, do you want to eat?" Haoshu turned his head to look at Liuli who was hiding behind him and holding the corner of her clothes, and gently touched her head.

Liuli looked at the egg cake, then looked up at my expression, hesitated for a moment, and nodded timidly.

"Yes, I understand! Thank you very much. By the way, my name is Goshin Hiroki. What's your name?"

Seeing Hiroshi take the cake, the boy still looked shy or perhaps gentle. "You're welcome. My name is Arima Kousei."

"Really, Arima Kousei?"

Smiling and nodding, Hiroshi repeated it in his mouth.

His hand suddenly froze, and Hiroshi raised his head stiffly and looked at the boy in front of him with a hint of disbelief in his tone.

"Wait, what did you say? What's your name?"

"Arima Kousei, what's wrong? Is this weird?"

"Arima Kousei? The one playing the piano?"

"Eh? My name is Arima Kousei, and I can play the piano a little bit. As for the one you mentioned, I don't know if it's me."

"Sorry." A complicated look flashed in Hiroshi's eyes. Gokuri Ruri and Arima Kousei

Maybe the world isn't that simple.

"Brother~, brother." Liuli gently pulled the corner of my clothes from behind and glanced at the egg cake secretly.

"Oh, oh, oh, see I forgot. Here, here you go. Sorry, Liuli."

He quickly handed the cake to Liuli, who shook her head obediently and said softly, "It's okay, thank you, brother."

Then she tiptoed and took a bite of Hiroshi's face. Mm, this kiss tasted like egg cake.

I squinted my eyes happily. Well, my sister is indeed the cutest.

"Well, Kousei-kun, come on."

"Oh well."

Looking at the mother who was calling our names, Hiroshi waved back, and with a smile and a farewell, he took his sister's hand and walked towards his mother.

The boy named Arima Kousei began his performance. His performance was as standard as a human typewriter, precise and perfect, which made the audience below cheer. He played the instructions of the music score perfectly. Even the experienced pianist couldn't help but sigh at this child prodigy, saying that the kids nowadays are really amazing.

"Onii-chan, that egg cake brother is so awesome." Liuli waved her arms excitedly beside her.

This is not a good sign. A hint of vigilance flashed in Haoshu's eyes. He smiled and whispered to his sister whose face was shining with excitement.

"Liuli, brother can also play the piano. Next time, I will play it only for Liuli."

Don't underestimate the efforts of a otaku who wants to pick up a girl. Although he is still a poor dog

"Really? Onii-chan is amazing, can you play it for Ruri next time?"

"Oh! Of course!"

Hiroshi patted his chest and answered simply.

"Hiroshi, when did you start learning piano?" the mother on the other side asked puzzledly.

"A friend's mother is a pianist, and his mother taught me." He rolled his eyes and said it with some embarrassment.

"Isn't brother with Liuli every day? Where are his friends?" Little Liuli asked in confusion.

"Fuck, this kid, what nonsense is she talking about?" Seeing his mother raised her eyebrows strangely, Haoshu quickly covered his sister's mouth.

"Son, as a young person you should live a down-to-earth life and don't always think about making big news." The mother taught with a vicissitudes of life on her face, and Hiroshi turned into a pug, nodding honestly to express his gratitude, "Yes, you are right."

So the question is, I really can do it, so why should I pretend that I can’t?

Alas, one must be low-key and low-key. In order not to be sliced ​​and studied, Hiroki Gogen is still living a low-key life.

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