Time Flies, My Brother and I Grow Up, and We Work Together to Uncover the Mastermind Behind the Scenes.

Bad Brother x Police Brother The rebellious and untamable younger brother had his pride smoothed away after passing through "Thorn Ridge" and... Brother Guaiguai starts a new "life" under the transformation of time Concept (writing background) "Content" In a series of incidents, the truth is gradually made public. Facing the mastermind of his lover and relative, what choice will the brave police officer make? Concept: Bad brother x police officer brother The rebellious and untamable younger brother had his pride smoothed away after passing through "Thorn Ridge" and... Brother Guaiguai starts a new "life" under the transformation of time Concept (writing background) "Content" In a series of incidents, the truth is gradually made public. Facing the mastermind of his lover and relative, what choice will the brave police officer make? Intention: [Brother: I am not afraid of heaven or earth, I am only afraid of being separated from you] This is what he said to him personally In the old city block, in the twisting alleys, people are bustling. From a high place, you can only see a dark place. My family was not rich at that time, but it has become better in recent years. In my memory, there were three families on one floor. One of them was a family named Hu. I have probably forgotten the specific name. One family was our family of four, and the last one was our family of four. The latter family moved in a little further than ours. I didn't know them very well and we only said hello when we met. I didn't know their last names, let alone their names. I just vaguely remembered that one of them was a police officer and the other one often stayed in the room. I would go out to greet my "brother" when he got off work and give him a big hug. I have never met my "brother's" parents, but I have met my "brother's". During that time together, what I remember most clearly is that day, "brother" seemed to have something to do and went out early. Then the "brother's" mother came to him with a smile on her face and several snacks in her hand. When his mother saw me greeting me warmly, I just smiled softly and said it was done. In response, she entered the room where the two of them lived together, and when she saw no one was there, she sat on the lounge chair at the door. She talked to me enthusiastically, and I responded intermittently. After a long time, the "brother" came back from get off work. The woman quickly got up and seemed very unfamiliar in the conversation with the "brother." Maybe it was too long since she had seen him. She stayed and had dinner with "brother, brother" After dinner that night, we and our neighbor's family were talking under the grape trellis as usual. I heard someone say: "It's so open." It was still raining at that time, but I didn't understand what other meanings this sentence had. Most of what we discussed that time was heard, and their interactions in front of us were much less than before. Later, they had a fight and they never appeared in the same frame again. Concept: A misbehaving brother Intention: [Brother: I am not afraid of heaven or earth, I am only afraid of being separated from you] This is what he said to him personally In the old city block, in the twisting alleys, people are bustling. From a high place, you can only see a dark place. My family was not rich at that time, but it has become better in recent years. In my memory, there were three families on one floor. One of them was a family named Hu. I have probably forgotten the specific name. One family was our family of four, and the last one was our family of four. The latter family moved in a little further than ours. I didn't know them very well and we only said hello when we met. I didn't know their last names, let alone their names. I just vaguely remembered that one of them was a police officer and the other one often stayed in the room. I would go out to greet my "brother" when he got off work and give him a big hug. I have never met my "brother's" parents, but I have met my "brother's". During that time together, what I remember most clearly is that day, "brother" seemed to have something to do and went out early. Then the "brother's" mother came to him with a smile on her face and several snacks in her hand. When his mother saw me greeting me warmly, I just smiled softly and said it was done. In response, she entered the room where the two of them lived together, and when she saw no one was there, she sat on the lounge chair at the door. She talked to me enthusiastically, and I responded intermittently. After a long time, the "brother" came back from get off work. The woman quickly got up and seemed very unfamiliar in the conversation with the "brother." Maybe it was too long since she had seen him. She stayed and had dinner with "brother, brother" After dinner that night, we were talking with our neighbor's family under the grape trellis as usual. I heard someone say: "It's so fucking open" at that time. I didn't know what other meanings this sentence had. Our discussion was probably heard that time, and their interaction in front of us was much less than before. Later, they had a quarrel, and they have never been together in the same frame since then.