I have been playing games with my brother, a netizen, for three years, and I always thought he was an ordinary high school student.
Until one day he fell out of love and accidentally exposed the private helipad outside the French villa's floor-to-ceiling window while drunk.
I was so scared that I deleted my friends overnight, but the next day I received a message from him: "Don't be afraid, sister, my family's money doesn't bite."
Three years later, I became a kindergarten teacher, but one weekend I received a call from a stranger: "Come out, I'm at the gate of the community."
When I saw that tall figure through the crowd, I turned around and ran.
He hugged me from behind, breathing hotly: "I caught you... I deleted my friend's account back then, and I will settle it slowly tonight?"
