The day Zhou Peisen died, I cried and fainted at the funeral.
Everyone thought I loved him terribly.
But within a few days, his brother sneaked into my bedroom, hugged me and whispered in a low voice.
"Sister, actually I can donate a kidney to your brother."
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Concept: There are many kinds of feelings, but they must be cherished