No CP, I Was Kidnapped for Ten Years, I Found My Brother

[No CP+brothers+group pet] When he was five years old, his parents told him to buy him lollipops and never came back. It was cold under the overpass. Five-year-old Yan Zhao didn't understand why his parents abandoned him. When he was captured by the bad guys, he even imagined that his parents would suddenly appear to protect him, but nothing happened. The brothers and sisters in the orphanage protected him very well, even though this place was full of killing and blood. People around him left one after another, and those who used to play with him never opened their eyes again. Eleven is his new name. Here, there are only numbers. Yan Zhao's life seems to be just a dream, and death every day is the norm. The price of escaping was high. Seven of the thirty-nine people were left, and the others stayed in the past forever. The word family has become vague in his memory. Living peacefully with his brothers and sisters every day is happiness. Until that day… I am your eldest brother Yan Linxu. You have three other brothers. Can I take you home? Later I found out, is this what my family is like? Don't worry about whether you are good enough, they will always be there when you look back.