I have a younger brother.
I hate him.
My name is Ye Fenghuai, and his name is Ye Fengyu.
I hate that he and I have the same last name, and I hate that he and I have such similar first names.
Hate that he gets all my mother's love.
He had a happy family, but I had nothing. Even my mother's last bit of love was given to him.
Because I hate him, I put all my negative emotions on him.
I hit him, scolded him, and slandered him.
But he accepted it completely and didn't blame me for why I treated him like this.
I just think that he is born a bitch and likes to be treated like a dog by others.
But in my last year of college, Eucalyptus foliata came back to me.
I will suffer the consequences, but I am not afraid of death.
Intention: Good-looking and good-looking