I looked at him and handed him a five-pointed star made of paper, "Throw it into the air, and it will draw a beautiful arc like a shooting star, taking away all your unhappy things!" I smiled faintly at him.
He looked at the stars in his hands for a long time, then raised his head, "Then... Can we be friends from now on?" He asked carefully.
"Yeah! And, brother, okay?" I winked at him.
"Okay!" A smile finally appeared on his face, which was as warm as his brother's.