My younger brother Shu is a cheerful child who loves to laugh.
He always smiled brightly and held my hand while walking in this castle planted with many roses.
However, my uncle attacked us that day and I was hidden in the rose bush.
After I woke up in my mother's arms,
My brother Shu is no longer here.
Instead, there was another person who was more calm, as if he had gone through a long period of time and peace.
He is a melancholy man.
Completely different from his younger brother.
But why, both father and mother regard him as their pivot.
So,
She often uses her strength to bully him and does not recognize him as her family.
When I was arguing in front of my mother to give birth to my old baby again,
He always looked at me tenderly as usual.
I often don't look down on him at parties,
But I am not an easy person to get along with. Even after embarrassing others, the adults around me still put up complimentary smiles and praised me.
It was so scary. She often felt that these smiling adults wearing masks were very scary.
They looked at her body with eagerness and greed.
After another unpleasant party, when she squatted in the familiar flowers and sobbed,
The person occupying the central body came to comfort her.
"Qiong, stop crying..."
He smiled and stroked her hair, and again, with this expression, she slapped her hand away with anger in her eyes:
"Don't laugh." He continued to laugh.
"... You are not allowed to look like that and smile like that." She sobbed and beat his chest, her eyes filled with tears:
"Obviously you survived...
Why...
But you have always been so sad..."
She raised her head and cried with tears in her eyes: "Then my disappearing pivot is completely meaningless."
He stared blankly at her tears. For a long time, he held her tightly and said, full of pity and intolerance, "... I'm sorry."
I recently received the Blood Rider Collection comic, and after reading it again, my enthusiasm was rekindled. I will probably start this article after I finish writing the Curse Chapter. It should be a short story. Let's have some soup together.
Intention: Learn to let go.
