"Brother, little brother." The girl with water-colored eyes called vaguely, one sound weaker than the other. He tried his best to open his heavily closed eyes, but in vain. He vaguely saw the girl's outstretched hand disappearing from his sight along with the call. The sound of water in my ears gradually got louder...
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