"Brother, I don't like you, and you don't like me anymore. You make me very tired."
"Okay."
"Brother, I'm sorry."
"Is it useful to say it now? Don't you wish you could leave everyone and leave this world as soon as possible?"
Pseudo-orthopedics, bamboo horses and bamboo horses, may have a bit of a nurturing system feel.
The ending is HE, and the middle will be a little sad. It may be written as a reunion, depending on the situation.
As usual, because the third dimension is a little busy and lazy, I will update it as the situation arises.
Intention: None
