My name is Du Xingjian, and my brother's name is Du Zhixun.
When I was twelve years old, my father cheated on me, and my mother took me to escape from that place of right and wrong.
I looked back at our happy little house before, and happened to bump into my brother's tear-filled eyes. He seemed to be saying something, but the car was driving so fast that I couldn't hear a word clearly.
I turned around and asked my mother, "Why don't you take your brother with you?"
She didn't answer me anything.
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After staying in D City for a long time, I have gradually forgotten that I have a younger brother.
But I didn't expect that when I was 17 years old, my brother would come back.
He told us that his father was beaten to death by debt collectors and that he had no choice but to come to us.
He was wearing a washed white T-shirt, and there were scars on his arms that couldn't be covered.
I couldn't see my mother's expression. After a while, she nodded.
Purpose: Cherish your loved ones