Yuan Dan zhen gǔ supernatural ability reality young age youth HE
Xie Jinan (peeping into memory) ✖Xie Pinghe (deleting memory)
Let us abandon God's perspective and use the first person perspective to understand the story of Jinan and Heping.
I had been in bed with my brother since I was a child. I was six years old and my brother was twelve, and I won the first flirtation.
At first he pressed me and I bit his clothes, but in the end it was me who left the red mark on his neck.
Can I say that we started with a collapse of heaven?
My father concealed his medical history of mental illness, my mother cheated on me, and my brother and I depended on each other.
I had a bad memory when I was a child, probably because of inherited mental illness, so Gu Minzhen—my mother took away my brother Xie Pinghe.
Within seven years of our separation, I discovered multiple listening devices in the space where we once lived together.
Including but not limited to: bedroom, living room, kitchen, balcony, wc.
Brother, can you find out that this gadget can be used for anti-monitoring? I found that I can monitor you by just removing and changing the wires.
When you cut off my monitoring line that day, I panicked and went crazy. I couldn't lose this uniqueness.
The day you came back, you brought a bunch of letters with you because the wind was blowing towards the river. Just let the wind tell me the rest. I drowned in the end.
At that moment I held your wrist, and the memories from all around me were mixed with lake water and pierced my nerves. Those strips of developing rolls reflect many memories that I never had. Even the bed sheet that wraps us was peeped by me. My love since childhood was cut off by you, right?
I didn't believe it at first. I went to argue with you that you hit me at home in the same place as your "biological sister" at school - my cheek and these peeking hands.
What about dad? Do you want to ask that dad? When my dad is not driven insane by you, he always likes to take us to watch a movie - "Falling Leaves Return to Their Roots".
The meals of my childhood were cooked by you, and the sofa of my childhood was your arms. My love for you is the soil and water nourished by your own hands. Our blood connects us closely to the soil. Like fallen leaves returning to their roots, the only one I can return to is you...
If you really want to say it, say "brothers" and feel like brothers. You are my legs carrying me on the way home, walking and walking on this long, wide road.
The four seasons I feel on this road are you; the rainy and sunny days are you; the final home is still you.
Xie Pinghe, let's try it with me, not to be brothers and sisters, but to be united as brothers and sisters, and never let this ingrain our deep roots in the soil and water, but nourish a basket of evil springs of love in the blood of Lun.
"Okay, brother, I promise you. It is precisely because we have the same blood flowing in our bodies, and the ethical disorder is inherited from our "family". This "family" needs you to piece it together bit by bit - why am I obsessed with deleting it."
"My life is just a trap you set for me, brother."
"The most important thing is, I love you Xie Jinan."
Intention: I want to convey my strong emotions to everyone!