It was the first night of the high school entrance examination, and it rained heavily.
During this period, I only went back once during my senior year in high school, and it was not easy for my family to reunite.
Nothing has changed.
And the most common thing they said to me on the phone was that my brother missed me.
I once again came to the balcony where my brother loved to hide. At this time, I found sheets tied into ropes on the balcony.
The three years of high school passed so quickly, I was afraid to go back to my home even for the Chinese New Year.
As for how he got it, no one knows.
In the end, he used candy to trick him into calling his home phone number.
The tests on the second day were English and science.
But only my parents came back.
After four years of college, I never returned to my home.
After reviewing English and science early, I left the room.
I once again came to the balcony where my brother loved to hide. At this time, I found sheets tied into ropes on the balcony.
But his body seemed to have not been washed for a long time. The man put his hands behind his back and said, "Brother."
But I found that there was no one at home and the food on the table was hot.
In June, the weather is extremely hot.
There was no one in the kitchen, bedroom, or study room.
But my parents and younger brother were all gone. My first reaction was that my parents went out to look for my younger brother again.
Mom took Dad out of the door and went straight to the supermarket.
When everyone was sitting on the sofa at a loss, the phone at home rang.
But his body seemed to have not been washed for a long time. The man put his hands behind his back and said, "Brother."
From that day on, I knew that my brother couldn’t live without sugar.
I once again came to the balcony where my brother loved to hide. At this time, I found sheets tied into ropes on the balcony.
The strange smell is stronger.
If you don't give your brother candy, he will make a fuss.
Our house is on the third floor.
I subconsciously took the candy.
My mother is very happy to say that my brother is recovering from his illness and his mood is very stable.
I followed suit.
They may even start to harm themselves.
During this period, the younger brother began to receive treatment with sedative drugs.
For example, even in the hospital, my brother can still get a lot of candy.
I saw a footprint on the outdoor unit of the air conditioner.
Mom just kept crying.
But his body seemed to have not been washed for a long time. The man put his hands behind his back and said, "Brother."
For example, even in the hospital, my brother can still get a lot of candy.
There was a small footprint on the outdoor unit of the air conditioner that was originally mixed with water and dust. The one without shoes was obviously his brother's footprints.
It turned out that the younger brother who had rolled down the window ran into a nearby supermarket.
During this period, I only went back once during my senior year in high school, and it was not easy for my family to reunite.
I looked out the window at the pouring rain. My heart trembled, he must have just been at the canteen.
During this period, I only went back once during my senior year in high school, and it was not easy for my family to reunite.
They may even start to harm themselves.
"Brother, eat it quickly, it's delicious candy." My brother looked at me with a smile. I have never seen him so happy.
No one could have imagined that a seven-year-old child would have such power.
For example, even in the hospital, my brother can still get a lot of candy.
My parents were not at home, so I sat on the sofa and breathed for a while.
I once again came to the balcony where my brother loved to hide. At this time, I found sheets tied into ropes on the balcony.
It was the staff who saw him. When he saw him, his pockets were filled with candy wrappers and they were all wet.
I saw a footprint on the outdoor unit of the air conditioner.
I looked out the window at the pouring rain. My heart trembled, he must have just been at the canteen.
My mother and father discussed and planned to take my brother home for treatment.
My mother and father discussed and planned to take my brother home for treatment.
It was actually a mental hospital because my parents could no longer control my younger brother.
The door opened, and I expected my parents to take my brother home.
One day during my junior year of college, I received a call from my mother.
The younger brother was placed in a separate ward, and it was not even recommended that family members visit him again.
On the eve of college graduation, my parents called me about my younger brother and said that he was getting healthier. He also said that my younger brother really wanted to see me recently and asked me to go back home as soon as possible.
"Who are you?" I opened the door to my room and felt something was wrong.
But only my parents came back.
I once again came to the balcony where my brother loved to hide. At this time, I found sheets tied into ropes on the balcony.
My brother slapped my wallet away with the hand holding the candy, and then stretched out the huge candy.
I asked where my brother was.
The only time they are unhappy is when they ask or discuss their brothers, sisters, and brothers.
If you don't give your brother candy, he will make a fuss.
Mom took Dad out of the door and went straight to the supermarket.
"Who are you?" I opened the door to my room and felt something was wrong.
It was the staff who saw him. When he saw him, his pockets were filled with candy wrappers and they were all wet.
Mom just kept crying.
From that day on, I knew that my brother couldn’t live without sugar.
After graduating from college, I had no choice but to go home.
Next door to my brother lives a patient with depression who has had a cold for a long time and has not recovered.
Dad said he hadn't found it yet.
If you don't give your brother candy, he will make a fuss.
After graduating from college, I had no choice but to go home.
Mom just kept crying.
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I called the police, and my father immediately went to the police station.
Everything is in the same place, almost as it was when I left.
Of course, a lot of things happened to my brother.
Then he was attacked by his younger brother. Although he stopped him in time, he was seriously injured.
The mother had no choice but to take her brother to a nursing home.
After a while of busy work, the three of them stayed at home and waited for news.
When everyone was sitting on the sofa at a loss, the phone at home rang.
Of course, a lot of things happened to my brother.
After graduating from college, I had no choice but to go home.
When everyone was sitting on the sofa at a loss, the phone at home rang.
Crickets and cicadas are noisily telling me that it is summer.
I called the police, and my father immediately went to the police station.
But there was no response.
The only time they are unhappy is when they ask or discuss their brothers, sisters, and brothers.
I would say that if I go to work or intern, my parents can’t do anything about it.
The tests on the second day were English and science.
Dad answered the phone.
Dad answered the phone.
As for summer and winter vacation, I don’t even want to go home.
Next door to my brother lives a patient with depression who has had a cold for a long time and has not recovered.
On the eve of college graduation, my parents called me about my younger brother and said that he was getting healthier. He also said that my younger brother really wanted to see me recently and asked me to go back home as soon as possible.
Insert gently and turn.
My brother is found.
The days passed quickly and I had a lot of fun playing with my classmates and friends.
I once again came to the balcony where my brother loved to hide. At this time, I found sheets tied into ropes on the balcony.
There is a supermarket over the phone.
In June, the weather is extremely hot.
I followed suit.
After a while of busy work, the three of them stayed at home and waited for news.
My parents were not at home, so I sat on the sofa and breathed for a while.
The father who drank too much said that he would go to see his younger brother as a family tomorrow.
I came to my door and just put my hand on the door.
It turned out that the younger brother who had rolled down the window ran into a nearby supermarket.
I walked in doubtfully.
The strange smell is stronger.
When I arrived at the door of my house from a distance, I smelled a strange smell.
It was the first night of the high school entrance examination, and it rained heavily.
My brother is found.
If you don't give your brother candy, he will make a fuss.
Hiding under the bulk candy container and eating them one by one.
Everything is in the same place, almost as it was when I left.
In June, the weather is extremely hot.
Insert gently and turn.
"Brother, eat it quickly, it's delicious candy." My brother looked at me with a smile. I have never seen him so happy.
It was the staff who saw him. When he saw him, his pockets were filled with candy wrappers and they were all wet.
But I found a muscular man standing in front of me, a head taller than me.
There is a supermarket over the phone.
After switching to Chinese medicine, he complained to the nurse about the bitter taste in his mouth, and the nurse brought him a few candies.
Mom took Dad out of the door and went straight to the supermarket.
When I arrived at the door of my house from a distance, I smelled a strange smell.
On the eve of college graduation, my parents called me about my younger brother and said that he was getting healthier. He also said that my younger brother really wanted to see me recently and asked me to go back home as soon as possible.
Dad said he hadn't found it yet.
The staff asked for a long time, but my brother refused to say anything.
I became more and more distant from home.
"Who are you?" I opened the door to my room and felt something was wrong.
Successfully opened the door.
I became more and more distant from home.
And the most common thing they said to me on the phone was that my brother missed me.
In the end, he used candy to trick him into calling his home phone number.
It was actually a mental hospital because my parents could no longer control my younger brother.
But his body seemed to have not been washed for a long time. The man put his hands behind his back and said, "Brother."
I opened the candy wrapper, and inside it was an eyeball from my father or my mother.
I looked out the window at the pouring rain. My heart trembled, he must have just been at the canteen.
Mom took Dad out of the door and went straight to the supermarket.
But I heard footsteps.
On the eve of college graduation, my parents called me about my younger brother and said that he was getting healthier. He also said that my younger brother really wanted to see me recently and asked me to go back home as soon as possible.
I looked out the window at the pouring rain. My heart trembled, he must have just been at the canteen.
But I found a muscular man standing in front of me, a head taller than me.
The man has long hair shawl-shouldered and a muscular back.
I followed suit.
Next door to my brother lives a patient with depression who has had a cold for a long time and has not recovered.
My mother is very happy to say that my brother is recovering from his illness and his mood is very stable.
It was raining heavily, and I stood at the door of the supermarket holding an umbrella.
The only time they are unhappy is when they ask or discuss their brothers, sisters, and brothers.
When the high school entrance examination score line came down, my score was enough to choose many high schools.
I subconsciously took the candy.
The door opened, and I expected my parents to take my brother home.
I opened the candy wrapper, and inside it was an eyeball from my father or my mother.
The younger brother was placed in a separate ward, and it was not even recommended that family members visit him again.
I watched my mother holding my brother's hand and apologizing to the supermarket staff.
The three years of high school passed so quickly, I was afraid to go back to my home even for the Chinese New Year.
But I found a muscular man standing in front of me, a head taller than me.
For example, even in the hospital, my brother can still get a lot of candy.
It was the first night of the high school entrance examination, and it rained heavily.
On the eve of college graduation, my parents called me about my younger brother and said that he was getting healthier. He also said that my younger brother really wanted to see me recently and asked me to go back home as soon as possible.
And my younger brother also started to get crazier day by day.
My mother is very happy to say that my brother is recovering from his illness and his mood is very stable.
From that day on, I knew that my brother couldn’t live without sugar.
All I know is that when I regularly open my brother's pillow, I can always find a pile of candy wrappers.
In order to escape my younger brother in high school, I went to high school in a neighboring city.
If you don't give your brother candy, he will make a fuss.
There was a small footprint on the outdoor unit of the air conditioner that was originally mixed with water and dust. The one without shoes was obviously his brother's footprints.
My brother is found.
I saw a footprint on the outdoor unit of the air conditioner.
Then he was attacked by his younger brother. Although he stopped him in time, he was seriously injured.
The door opened, and I expected my parents to take my brother home.
When the high school entrance examination score line came down, my score was enough to choose many high schools.
Everything is in the same place, almost as it was when I left.
Successfully opened the door.
And my younger brother also started to get crazier day by day.
I looked out the window at the pouring rain. My heart trembled, he must have just been at the canteen.
And the most common thing they said to me on the phone was that my brother missed me.
If you don't give your brother candy, he will make a fuss.
There was no one in the kitchen, bedroom, or study room.
It was the staff who saw him. When he saw him, his pockets were filled with candy wrappers and they were all wet.
Insert gently and turn.
I turned my head.
Our house is on the third floor.
I walked in doubtfully.
When I arrived at the door of my house from a distance, I smelled a strange smell.
The three years of high school passed so quickly, I was afraid to go back to my home even for the Chinese New Year.
They may even start to harm themselves.
After switching to Chinese medicine, he complained to the nurse about the bitter taste in his mouth, and the nurse brought him a few candies.
After switching to Chinese medicine, he complained to the nurse about the bitter taste in his mouth, and the nurse brought him a few candies.
There is a supermarket over the phone.
There is a supermarket over the phone.
I would say that if I go to work or intern, my parents can’t do anything about it.
Dad said he hadn't found it yet.
I turned my head.
The mother had no choice but to take her brother to a nursing home.
Hiding under the bulk candy container and eating them one by one.
Hiding under the bulk candy container and eating them one by one.
Our house is on the third floor.
After graduating from college, I had no choice but to go home.
"Brother, eat it quickly, it's delicious candy." My brother looked at me with a smile. I have never seen him so happy.
"Brother, eat candy." The younger brother said for the third time, and handed over the candy on his left hand again.
It was actually a mental hospital because my parents could no longer control my younger brother.
All I know is that when I regularly open my brother's pillow, I can always find a pile of candy wrappers.
Something else happened during this period.
But there was no response.
And I’m making fewer and fewer phone calls.
Of course they would ask me, and I would just shake my head and say I don’t have any brothers or sisters.
I took out the keys I had brought to my home in high school, wondering if I could still open the door.
The mother had no choice but to take her brother to a nursing home.
During this period, the younger brother began to receive treatment with sedative drugs.
But I found that there was no one at home and the food on the table was hot.
But they often call me to tell me about my brother's condition.
Something else happened during this period.
My brother slapped my wallet away with the hand holding the candy, and then stretched out the huge candy.
There is nothing my parents can do about my brother, and the doctor also said that the disease can only be gradual.
It was raining heavily, and I stood at the door of the supermarket holding an umbrella.
Our house is on the third floor.
Next door to my brother lives a patient with depression who has had a cold for a long time and has not recovered.
When the high school entrance examination score line came down, my score was enough to choose many high schools.
I took out the keys I had brought to my home in high school, wondering if I could still open the door.
Mom took Dad out of the door and went straight to the supermarket.
"Brother, eat it quickly, it's delicious candy." My brother looked at me with a smile. I have never seen him so happy.
After switching to Chinese medicine, he complained to the nurse about the bitter taste in his mouth, and the nurse brought him a few candies.
One day during my junior year of college, I received a call from my mother.
In order to escape my younger brother in high school, I went to high school in a neighboring city.
In June, the weather is extremely hot.
The younger brother was placed in a separate ward, and it was not even recommended that family members visit him again.
After reviewing English and science early, I left the room.
I found the source of the stench, which was my parents who were highly decomposed.
Of course, a lot of things happened to my brother.
I watched my mother holding my brother's hand and apologizing to the supermarket staff.
Then he was attacked by his younger brother. Although he stopped him in time, he was seriously injured.
The three years of high school passed so quickly, I was afraid to go back to my home even for the Chinese New Year.
I subconsciously took the candy.
No one could have imagined that a seven-year-old child would have such power.
I subconsciously took the candy.
I saw a footprint on the outdoor unit of the air conditioner.
Next door to my brother lives a patient with depression who has had a cold for a long time and has not recovered.
There was a small footprint on the outdoor unit of the air conditioner that was originally mixed with water and dust. The one without shoes was obviously his brother's footprints.
The door opened, and I expected my parents to take my brother home.
The mother had no choice but to take her brother to a nursing home.
The younger brother was placed in a separate ward, and it was not even recommended that family members visit him again.
I called the police, and my father immediately went to the police station.
I became more and more distant from home.
I saw a footprint on the outdoor unit of the air conditioner.
In June, the weather is extremely hot.
In order to escape my younger brother in high school, I went to high school in a neighboring city.
I turned my head.
I would say that if I go to work or intern, my parents can’t do anything about it.
In order to escape my younger brother in high school, I went to high school in a neighboring city.
Mom took Dad out of the door and went straight to the supermarket.
And I’m making fewer and fewer phone calls.
When the high school entrance examination score line came down, my score was enough to choose many high schools.
After switching to Chinese medicine, he complained to the nurse about the bitter taste in his mouth, and the nurse brought him a few candies.
The door opened, and I expected my parents to take my brother home.
The days passed quickly and I had a lot of fun playing with my classmates and friends.
After switching to Chinese medicine, he complained to the nurse about the bitter taste in his mouth, and the nurse brought him a few candies.
After four years of college, I never returned to my home.
I saw a footprint on the outdoor unit of the air conditioner.
Next door to my brother lives a patient with depression who has had a cold for a long time and has not recovered.
I called the police, and my father immediately went to the police station.
My parents were not at home, so I sat on the sofa and breathed for a while.
My mother and father discussed and planned to take my brother home for treatment.
During this period, the younger brother began to receive treatment with sedative drugs.
The only time they are unhappy is when they ask or discuss their brothers, sisters, and brothers.
My brother slapped my wallet away with the hand holding the candy, and then stretched out the huge candy.
Everything is in the same place, almost as it was when I left.
If you don't give your brother candy, he will make a fuss.
Of course they would ask me, and I would just shake my head and say I don’t have any brothers or sisters.
The man has long hair shawl-shouldered and a muscular back.
I just agreed on the phone but really didn't know how to face it.
I became more and more distant from home.
But they often call me to tell me about my brother's condition.
And the most common thing they said to me on the phone was that my brother missed me.
Something else happened during this period.
But I heard footsteps.
As for summer and winter vacation, I don’t even want to go home.
I became more and more distant from home.
"Brother, eat sweets." My brother said again and walked into my room.
After graduating from college, I had no choice but to go home.
The mother had no choice but to take her brother to a nursing home.
And the most common thing they said to me on the phone was that my brother missed me.
It turned out that the younger brother who had rolled down the window ran into a nearby supermarket.
My mother is very happy to say that my brother is recovering from his illness and his mood is very stable.
I would say that if I go to work or intern, my parents can’t do anything about it.
Successfully opened the door.
The three years of high school passed so quickly, I was afraid to go back to my home even for the Chinese New Year.
I would say that if I go to work or intern, my parents can’t do anything about it.
I subconsciously took the candy.
But I found that there was no one at home and the food on the table was hot.
"Brother, eat candy." The younger brother said for the third time, and handed over the candy on his left hand again.
I took out the keys I had brought to my home in high school, wondering if I could still open the door.
But they often call me to tell me about my brother's condition.
During this period, I only went back once during my senior year in high school, and it was not easy for my family to reunite.
After graduating from college, I had no choice but to go home.
Nothing has changed.
One day during my junior year of college, I received a call from my mother.
As for summer and winter vacation, I don’t even want to go home.
In the end, he used candy to trick him into calling his home phone number.
Of course, a lot of things happened to my brother.
Everything is in the same place, almost as it was when I left.
It was the staff who saw him. When he saw him, his pockets were filled with candy wrappers and they were all wet.
For example, even in the hospital, my brother can still get a lot of candy.
The tests on the second day were English and science.
It was actually a mental hospital because my parents could no longer control my younger brother.
I turned my head.
As for how he got it, no one knows.
And my younger brother also started to get crazier day by day.
But they often call me to tell me about my brother's condition.
"Are you my brother?" I said fearfully, taking a step back and entering the room.
Of course, a lot of things happened to my brother.
All I know is that when I regularly open my brother's pillow, I can always find a pile of candy wrappers.
But his body seemed to have not been washed for a long time. The man put his hands behind his back and said, "Brother."
I became more and more distant from home.
For example, even in the hospital, my brother can still get a lot of candy.
The mother had no choice but to take her brother to a nursing home.
I refused, and of course I made enough excuses.
It was the first night of the high school entrance examination, and it rained heavily.
Insert gently and turn.
I became more and more distant from home.
There is nothing my parents can do about my brother, and the doctor also said that the disease can only be gradual.
During this period, the younger brother began to receive treatment with sedative drugs.
After graduating from college, I had no choice but to go home.
There is a supermarket over the phone.
On the eve of college graduation, my parents called me about my younger brother and said that he was getting healthier. He also said that my younger brother really wanted to see me recently and asked me to go back home as soon as possible.
Of course, a lot of things happened to my brother.
Then he was attacked by his younger brother. Although he stopped him in time, he was seriously injured.
And the most common thing they said to me on the phone was that my brother missed me.
In order to escape my younger brother in high school, I went to high school in a neighboring city.
Of course, a lot of things happened to my brother.
And the most common thing they said to me on the phone was that my brother missed me.
It was actually a mental hospital because my parents could no longer control my younger brother.
Crickets and cicadas are noisily telling me that it is summer.
I took out the keys I had brought to my home in high school, wondering if I could still open the door.
"Brother, eat it quickly, it's delicious candy." My brother looked at me with a smile. I have never seen him so happy.
The three years of high school passed so quickly, I was afraid to go back to my home even for the Chinese New Year.
Hiding under the bulk candy container and eating them one by one.
All I know is that when I regularly open my brother's pillow, I can always find a pile of candy wrappers.
After a while of busy work, the three of them stayed at home and waited for news.
During this period, I only went back once during my senior year in high school, and it was not easy for my family to reunite.
There is nothing my parents can do about my brother, and the doctor also said that the disease can only be gradual.
They may even start to harm themselves.
I just agreed on the phone but really didn't know how to face it.
But his body seemed to have not been washed for a long time. The man put his hands behind his back and said, "Brother."
But I found a muscular man standing in front of me, a head taller than me.
I called the police, and my father immediately went to the police station.
The father who drank too much said that he would go to see his younger brother as a family tomorrow.
I watched my mother holding my brother's hand and apologizing to the supermarket staff.
Then he was attacked by his younger brother. Although he stopped him in time, he was seriously injured.
I found the source of the stench, which was my parents who were highly decomposed.
From that day on, I knew that my brother couldn’t live without sugar.
But only my parents came back.
"Brother, eat candy." The younger brother said for the third time, and handed over the candy on his left hand again.
Mom took Dad out of the door and went straight to the supermarket.
My brother is found.
I refused, and of course I made enough excuses.
And I’m making fewer and fewer phone calls.
"Brother, eat candy." The younger brother said for the third time, and handed over the candy on his left hand again.
I turned my head.
After four years of college, I never returned to my home.
I came to my door and just put my hand on the door.
Insert gently and turn.
The mother had no choice but to take her brother to a nursing home.
And I’m making fewer and fewer phone calls.
And the most common thing they said to me on the phone was that my brother missed me.
The father who drank too much said that he would go to see his younger brother as a family tomorrow.
When everyone was sitting on the sofa at a loss, the phone at home rang.
I called the police, and my father immediately went to the police station.
The staff asked for a long time, but my brother refused to say anything.
"Brother, eat candy." The younger brother stretched out his left hand, holding a huge candy.
One day during my junior year of college, I received a call from my mother.
And I’m making fewer and fewer phone calls.
I came to my door and just put my hand on the door.
There is nothing my parents can do about my brother, and the doctor also said that the disease can only be gradual.
There was a small footprint on the outdoor unit of the air conditioner that was originally mixed with water and dust. The one without shoes was obviously his brother's footprints.
But only my parents came back.
My mother is very happy to say that my brother is recovering from his illness and his mood is very stable.
"Brother, eat it quickly, it's delicious candy." My brother looked at me with a smile. I have never seen him so happy.
He probably went out.
But there was no response.
The door opened, and I expected my parents to take my brother home.
When I arrived at the door of my house from a distance, I smelled a strange smell.
The tests on the second day were English and science.
And the most common thing they said to me on the phone was that my brother missed me.
All I know is that when I regularly open my brother's pillow, I can always find a pile of candy wrappers.
My mother and father discussed and planned to take my brother home for treatment.
When everyone was sitting on the sofa at a loss, the phone at home rang.
But I heard footsteps.
And I’m making fewer and fewer phone calls.
It was the staff who saw him. When he saw him, his pockets were filled with candy wrappers and they were all wet.
After reviewing English and science early, I left the room.
But my parents and younger brother were all gone. My first reaction was that my parents went out to look for my younger brother again.
The days passed quickly and I had a lot of fun playing with my classmates and friends.
Successfully opened the door.
I just agreed on the phone but really didn't know how to face it.
But there was no response.
It was the staff who saw him. When he saw him, his pockets were filled with candy wrappers and they were all wet.
The strange smell is stronger.
The tests on the second day were English and science.
The three years of high school passed so quickly, I was afraid to go back to my home even for the Chinese New Year.
Hiding under the bulk candy container and eating them one by one.
And the most common thing they said to me on the phone was that my brother missed me.
For example, even in the hospital, my brother can still get a lot of candy.
I became more and more distant from home.
Of course they would ask me, and I would just shake my head and say I don’t have any brothers or sisters.
I watched my mother holding my brother's hand and apologizing to the supermarket staff.
On the eve of college graduation, my parents called me about my younger brother and said that he was getting healthier. He also said that my younger brother really wanted to see me recently and asked me to go back home as soon as possible.
Of course, a lot of things happened to my brother.
I found the source of the stench, which was my parents who were highly decomposed.
I became more and more distant from home.
It was raining heavily, and I stood at the door of the supermarket holding an umbrella.
The only time they are unhappy is when they ask or discuss their brothers, sisters, and brothers.
And my younger brother also started to get crazier day by day.
But my parents and younger brother were all gone. My first reaction was that my parents went out to look for my younger brother again.
After graduating from college, I had no choice but to go home.
When I arrived at the door of my house from a distance, I smelled a strange smell.
In the end, he used candy to trick him into calling his home phone number.
For example, even in the hospital, my brother can still get a lot of candy.
After reviewing English and science early, I left the room.
At this time, I looked at my brother. In his right hand behind his back, he held the kitchen knife that my mother used for cooking.
In June, the weather is extremely hot.
There was no one in the kitchen, bedroom, or study room.
My brother is found.
Crickets and cicadas are noisily telling me that it is summer.
I watched my mother holding my brother's hand and apologizing to the supermarket staff.
For example, even in the hospital, my brother can still get a lot of candy.
There is a supermarket over the phone.
Successfully opened the door.
In June, the weather is extremely hot.
But they often call me to tell me about my brother's condition.
When I arrived at the door of my house from a distance, I smelled a strange smell.
I watched my mother holding my brother's hand and apologizing to the supermarket staff.
My mother is very happy to say that my brother is recovering from his illness and his mood is very stable.
My mother is very happy to say that my brother is recovering from his illness and his mood is very stable.
But his body seemed to have not been washed for a long time. The man put his hands behind his back and said, "Brother."
He probably went out.
It was the staff who saw him. When he saw him, his pockets were filled with candy wrappers and they were all wet.
I took out the keys I had brought to my home in high school, wondering if I could still open the door.
"Brother, eat it quickly, it's delicious candy." My brother looked at me with a smile. I have never seen him so happy.
The days passed quickly and I had a lot of fun playing with my classmates and friends.
Insert gently and turn.
In order to escape my younger brother in high school, I went to high school in a neighboring city.
Nothing has changed.
I refused, and of course I made enough excuses.
After switching to Chinese medicine, he complained to the nurse about the bitter taste in his mouth, and the nurse brought him a few candies.
Crickets and cicadas are noisily telling me that it is summer.
I asked where my brother was.
There was no one in the kitchen, bedroom, or study room.
Successfully opened the door.
It was raining heavily, and I stood at the door of the supermarket holding an umbrella.
Successfully opened the door.
I took out my wallet from my pocket and said to my brother: "Brother, I'll give you the money. How about you buy more delicious candies?"
When the high school entrance examination score line came down, my score was enough to choose many high schools.
After four years of college, I never returned to my home.
There was a small footprint on the outdoor unit of the air conditioner that was originally mixed with water and dust. The one without shoes was obviously his brother's footprints.
It was the staff who saw him. When he saw him, his pockets were filled with candy wrappers and they were all wet.
Dad answered the phone.
The strange smell is stronger.
"Brother, eat candy." The younger brother stretched out his left hand, holding a huge candy.
When I arrived at the door of my house from a distance, I smelled a strange smell.
Then he was attacked by his younger brother. Although he stopped him in time, he was seriously injured.
My brother slapped my wallet away with the hand holding the candy, and then stretched out the huge candy.
"Brother, eat candy." The younger brother stretched out his left hand, holding a huge candy.
After graduating from college, I had no choice but to go home.
There is nothing my parents can do about my brother, and the doctor also said that the disease can only be gradual.
When I arrived at the door of my house from a distance, I smelled a strange smell.
I walked in doubtfully.
Crickets and cicadas are noisily telling me that it is summer.
"Dad, Mom." I shouted.
Everything is in the same place, almost as it was when I left.
Then he was attacked by his younger brother. Although he stopped him in time, he was seriously injured.
From that day on, I knew that my brother couldn’t live without sugar.
The father who drank too much said that he would go to see his younger brother as a family tomorrow.
"Dad, Mom." I shouted.
Nothing has changed.
And I’m making fewer and fewer phone calls.
I followed suit.
I saw a footprint on the outdoor unit of the air conditioner.
"Are you my brother?" I said fearfully, taking a step back and entering the room.
No one could have imagined that a seven-year-old child would have such power.
In the end, he used candy to trick him into calling his home phone number.
"Dad, Mom." I shouted.
"Are you my brother?" I said fearfully, taking a step back and entering the room.
I turned my head.
But I heard footsteps.
But there was no response.
At this time, I looked at my brother. In his right hand behind his back, he held the kitchen knife that my mother used for cooking.
I took out the keys I had brought to my home in high school, wondering if I could still open the door.
The three years of high school passed so quickly, I was afraid to go back to my home even for the Chinese New Year.
The man has long hair shawl-shouldered and a muscular back.
I found the source of the stench, which was my parents who were highly decomposed.
During this period, the younger brother began to receive treatment with sedative drugs.
The door opened, and I expected my parents to take my brother home.
After graduating from college, I had no choice but to go home.
There was no one in the kitchen, bedroom, or study room.
If you don't give your brother candy, he will make a fuss.
The father who drank too much said that he would go to see his younger brother as a family tomorrow.
I opened the candy wrapper, and inside it was an eyeball from my father or my mother.
Successfully opened the door.
Hiding under the bulk candy container and eating them one by one.
He probably went out.
After four years of college, I never returned to my home.
I came to my door and just put my hand on the door.
My mother and father discussed and planned to take my brother home for treatment.
I came to my door and just put my hand on the door.
There is nothing my parents can do about my brother, and the doctor also said that the disease can only be gradual.
But I heard footsteps.
There was a small footprint on the outdoor unit of the air conditioner that was originally mixed with water and dust. The one without shoes was obviously his brother's footprints.
Of course, a lot of things happened to my brother.
Crickets and cicadas are noisily telling me that it is summer.
But I found that there was no one at home and the food on the table was hot.
But I heard footsteps.
On the eve of college graduation, my parents called me about my younger brother and said that he was getting healthier. He also said that my younger brother really wanted to see me recently and asked me to go back home as soon as possible.
After graduating from college, I had no choice but to go home.
I turned my head.
The younger brother was placed in a separate ward, and it was not even recommended that family members visit him again.
Then he was attacked by his younger brother. Although he stopped him in time, he was seriously injured.
But I found a muscular man standing in front of me, a head taller than me.
He probably went out.
All I know is that when I regularly open my brother's pillow, I can always find a pile of candy wrappers.
After graduating from college, I had no choice but to go home.
On the eve of college graduation, my parents called me about my younger brother and said that he was getting healthier. He also said that my younger brother really wanted to see me recently and asked me to go back home as soon as possible.
The man has long hair shawl-shouldered and a muscular back.
At this time, I looked at my brother. In his right hand behind his back, he held the kitchen knife that my mother used for cooking.
But there was no response.
There was no one in the kitchen, bedroom, or study room.
But only my parents came back.
My brother slapped my wallet away with the hand holding the candy, and then stretched out the huge candy.
The father who drank too much said that he would go to see his younger brother as a family tomorrow.
But his body seemed to have not been washed for a long time. The man put his hands behind his back and said, "Brother."
And the most common thing they said to me on the phone was that my brother missed me.
"Brother, eat candy." The younger brother said for the third time, and handed over the candy on his left hand again.
There is a supermarket over the phone.
"Who are you?" I opened the door to my room and felt something was wrong.
I came to my door and just put my hand on the door.
During this period, I only went back once during my senior year in high school, and it was not easy for my family to reunite.
It was raining heavily, and I stood at the door of the supermarket holding an umbrella.
I saw a footprint on the outdoor unit of the air conditioner.
There was a small footprint on the outdoor unit of the air conditioner that was originally mixed with water and dust. The one without shoes was obviously his brother's footprints.
"Who are you?" I opened the door to my room and felt something was wrong.
He probably went out.
The days passed quickly and I had a lot of fun playing with my classmates and friends.
"Brother, eat candy." The younger brother stretched out his left hand, holding a huge candy.
Dad said he hadn't found it yet.
But his body seemed to have not been washed for a long time. The man put his hands behind his back and said, "Brother."
"Are you my brother?" I said fearfully, taking a step back and entering the room.
The mother had no choice but to take her brother to a nursing home.
"Dad, Mom." I shouted.
I looked out the window at the pouring rain. My heart trembled, he must have just been at the canteen.
When I arrived at the door of my house from a distance, I smelled a strange smell.
On the eve of college graduation, my parents called me about my younger brother and said that he was getting healthier. He also said that my younger brother really wanted to see me recently and asked me to go back home as soon as possible.
The father who drank too much said that he would go to see his younger brother as a family tomorrow.
I would say that if I go to work or intern, my parents can’t do anything about it.
Something else happened during this period.
I found the source of the stench, which was my parents who were highly decomposed.
"Dad, Mom." I shouted.
No one could have imagined that a seven-year-old child would have such power.
I would say that if I go to work or intern, my parents can’t do anything about it.
There is nothing my parents can do about my brother, and the doctor also said that the disease can only be gradual.
There is a supermarket over the phone.
I came to my door and just put my hand on the door.
"Brother, eat sweets." My brother said again and walked into my room.
Dad said he hadn't found it yet.
When I arrived at the door of my house from a distance, I smelled a strange smell.
Something else happened during this period.
My brother is found.
"Brother, eat candy." The younger brother stretched out his left hand, holding a huge candy.
I subconsciously took the candy.
At this time, I looked at my brother. In his right hand behind his back, he held the kitchen knife that my mother used for cooking.
At this time, I looked at my brother. In his right hand behind his back, he held the kitchen knife that my mother used for cooking.
There was no one in the kitchen, bedroom, or study room.
I took out my wallet from my pocket and said to my brother: "Brother, I'll give you the money. How about you buy more delicious candies?"
Successfully opened the door.
"Brother, eat candy." The younger brother said for the third time, and handed over the candy on his left hand again.
All I know is that when I regularly open my brother's pillow, I can always find a pile of candy wrappers.
But there was no response.
In June, the weather is extremely hot.
I took out my wallet from my pocket and said to my brother: "Brother, I'll give you the money. How about you buy more delicious candies?"
When everyone was sitting on the sofa at a loss, the phone at home rang.
And my younger brother also started to get crazier day by day.
It was the staff who saw him. When he saw him, his pockets were filled with candy wrappers and they were all wet.
The man has long hair shawl-shouldered and a muscular back.
The mother had no choice but to take her brother to a nursing home.
My mother and father discussed and planned to take my brother home for treatment.
The three years of high school passed so quickly, I was afraid to go back to my home even for the Chinese New Year.
As for how he got it, no one knows.
My brother slapped my wallet away with the hand holding the candy, and then stretched out the huge candy.
The mother had no choice but to take her brother to a nursing home.
Dad answered the phone.
From that day on, I knew that my brother couldn’t live without sugar.
The man has long hair shawl-shouldered and a muscular back.
From that day on, I knew that my brother couldn’t live without sugar.
I subconsciously took the candy.
They may even start to harm themselves.
The strange smell is stronger.
Our house is on the third floor.
But my parents and younger brother were all gone. My first reaction was that my parents went out to look for my younger brother again.
But only my parents came back.
Of course they would ask me, and I would just shake my head and say I don’t have any brothers or sisters.
In the end, he used candy to trick him into calling his home phone number.
Then he was attacked by his younger brother. Although he stopped him in time, he was seriously injured.
"Brother, eat it quickly, it's delicious candy." My brother looked at me with a smile. I have never seen him so happy.
But my parents and younger brother were all gone. My first reaction was that my parents went out to look for my younger brother again.
They may even start to harm themselves.
The father who drank too much said that he would go to see his younger brother as a family tomorrow.
As for how he got it, no one knows.
I opened the candy wrapper, and inside it was an eyeball from my father or my mother.
Dad answered the phone.
Mom took Dad out of the door and went straight to the supermarket.
But there was no response.
After switching to Chinese medicine, he complained to the nurse about the bitter taste in his mouth, and the nurse brought him a few candies.
Mom just kept crying.