"Zhiyin, what time is it? If you don't get up yet, you'll be late for school if you can't afford it!" A gentle voice sounded, and every time I heard this voice, I felt very satisfied.
"I got it, brother. Get up right away! It feels weird to have to call me every time!"
"Huh? What's so strange?" There was a hint of teasing in the gentle voice.
"It's weird! My brother calls me every day, which makes me so lazy!" The sound was like a five or six-year-old child acting coquettishly to his brother.
"Haha, aren't you??"
"Brother!".