My brother seems to be no longer my brother.
I have an older brother, we share the same face but lead completely different lives. I am a patient with severe secondary disease, and I walk around in a melancholy and calm shell every day.
For me: people can die, but their character cannot collapse.
And he is that "other people's child" who is excellent in all aspects.
Something's not right with my brother.
As for how it was discovered...
Although we are twins, we hardly see each other.
Reason: Our parents divorced not long after we were born.
My brother followed my father and I followed my mother.
My brother and I don't like each other either.
I hate him. We obviously have the same face but he is more popular. Even my goddess is his crush!
I think he probably hates me too, after all, he often treats me like nothing.
It's so irritating!
When we met half a month ago, he actually took the initiative to say hello to me and smiled at me! Oh my God! I must not be awake, I must be dreaming!
Until a week ago, my money-losing dad had an accident, and my mother took him back.
Then my life changed drastically.
Later, my mother went on a business trip.
I discovered that he actually spoke to an empty space at midnight, and more importantly, he had no shadow! !
I should have been scared, but my damn curiosity kicked in.
So, I pretended not to know anything and started a secret investigation on him.
I am also convinced that there really are ghosts in this world.
And my "brother" is one of them.
[Two male protagonists, slight fear, outsiders, suspense, first person (no intermediaries allowed)]
Concept: The source of fear is one's own heart