"I want to leave a mark on your body, so that your body and soul belong to me."
Pseudo-orthopedics, no blood relationship, some misunderstandings between attacker and recipient, he, short story
I have a brother who is very good to me.
When I was a kid, I accidentally climbed on my dad's desk and used a pen to scribble on his documents. He came forward and said he did it, and my dad beat me up.
When I was in school and I got into fights with my classmates, he would clean up the fight for me, apologize to the teacher, and then turn around to coax me and ask me if I was hurt.
I drank too much on the day of graduation, so he carried me home and fed me honey water. It was extremely sweet, but I surprisingly liked it.
Later, I discovered that my feelings for him were different, because when I went out to play with a few brothers, I always thought of my brother's face when I looked at the people below me.
Note: The three views in the article do not represent the author's three views. It is first person, has some highlights, is a short story, is not pure and simple, is a bit crazy, and has an artificial background. Please do not imitate.
Purpose: Break through the fog and see the light again, and work together to build a better future
