As far back as I can remember, there is only Qiao Jiaoyang in my world
Before I was five years old, I really hated him. Qiao Jiaoyang was only three years older than me and not much taller than me. He always imitated Qiao Libin's adult tone and lectured me.
"Qiao Zhan, please stay calm and don't make trouble."
"Qiao Zhan, I am your brother, I have the final say on this matter."
"Qiao Zhan, you're a man looking for your mother all day long, aren't you ashamed?"
Who said that I couldn't beat him with my thin arms and legs? I always thought that when I grew up, the first person I would knock down would be Qiao Jiaoyang, and then I would return those words exactly as they were.
The accident happened when I was seven years old. My parents were in a car accident together. I heard from the adults in the family that their car was rear-ended on the road, broke through the guardrail, and was flooded by the river.
To be honest, I can't say how sad I am. I can't see each other three or five times throughout the year. Even if a group of people get together, Qiao Libin's face will be so smelly. Tian Suzhen always said that he would take us to Shenzhen, but there has been no sound in seven years.
Qiao Jiaoyang cried instead. It was the first time I saw him shed tears in my life. He wiped his face randomly and looked for me everywhere.
In the past, I wouldn't have ignored him, but now... I'll just let him touch my head.
That afternoon we were taken to a place where we could see everything but without McDonald's and game consoles. There lived a weird old man who asked us to call him grandpa. When Qiao Jiaoyang arrived, he took the initiative to call him. When it was my turn, I couldn't scream. The smelly old man even threatened me that if I didn't call, I wouldn't be given food.
Intention: what the heart wants