Soon after that, my dad took me out to play, and he told me that he was going to leave my mom, that he wanted me to go with him, that he had a lot of money, that he could give me a good life, and that I wouldn't have to be beaten again. Now the house and the younger brother are left to the mother, and they can also have a good life.

I am very happy.

But shortly after that, my dad died.

I was called to the police station and the police took me to the intensive care unit. They said that the kid with a lot of tubes in it was my brother.

He also took me to see my dad, his body was very cold, but I always felt that he was still by my side, but I couldn't see him.

I snuggled my head into his arms, hoping he would hug me again.

But he didn't move.

I had to lean over and kiss him on the face.

On this day, I was placed in a place where there were many children, and the children here paid no attention to anyone, and there was a strong sense of sadness in the air.

I sat alone in the corner for days.

After my dad died, I didn't have a home. The police said my mother was missing and my brother and I were going to be placed in a welfare home.

It was very bad in the orphanage, and the older children in it used to bully me, pull my hair, push me and beat me, and give me nasty nicknames.

Although the teachers can take care of me, they always find an opportunity to bully me.

My brother is still in the hospital and I visit him every week. One day I met a haggard woman who asked me what I was going to do. I told her it was my brother, but she said I had found the wrong person and pointed it out to me, saying that it didn't pronounce the same name as my brother's.

Not only did she say so much to me, but she also took me to wash my face, combed my hair, and gave me something to eat. She also said thank you for giving gifts to her children, and if I wanted, I could still come, and I could still be his sister.

I was very strange and felt half-incomprehensible about this aunt's words.

When I got back to the orphanage, I asked my teacher, who told me that the aunt was a madman who always talked nonsense to children, and that I was not allowed to run out at will in the future, and that I could only go to the hospital to see my brother after the police uncle caught the madman.

This kind of wait is far away.

The teacher at the orphanage told me that my brother needs treatment, so many families can't afford my brother, so if there is a family that wants me, I can go first.

But no family wanted me, they said I was too big, and one mother even said to my face, "This kid looks me very uncomfortable." ”

One day, a beautiful aunt came to the welfare home.

Other children told me that she is a celebrity who often donates money to the welfare home, and brings a lot of toys and candy to everyone every time she comes.

There are a lot of toys, but there are always some that are particularly pleasing, and there are always a few that are left behind.

I was small, slow, and timid, so I only got a small metal keychain.

The metal bump looked like a bear and a frog, dirty and ugly.

It's a new toy after all, though, so I still love it and hold it all day.

After a few days of research, I found out that this key could record the songs I sang.

I like it more and spend every day with it.

But it didn't last long, and a few boys who used to bully me found out that I liked keychains very much, and stole my keychains and threw them in the trash.

By the time they told me the keychain was in the trash, the trash had already been emptied.

There was nothing I could do but cry.

Finally someone is willing to adopt me, and although I don't like them, I'm still happy, at least I shouldn't be bullied, right?

This family is a couple who always smirk and a taciturn brother.

This brother was very good to me, he never bullied me, and he always gave me dolls and beautiful clothes, as well as all kinds of good food.

He would also teach me to draw, play the piano, and play video games during my breaks.

The only thing bad about my brother is that he always checks my homework and asks me to rewrite it.

However, it is easy to deal with him, just put your arms around his neck and call him "Brother...... and say to him, "Please, please." ”

Or simply lie down in bed and pretend that he is asleep, and he will not wake up no matter how much he wakes up, and he will give up, imitate my clumsy handwriting with his left hand, and slowly finish writing for me.

However, his health is not good, his face is always white, he will be tired after playing the piano for a while, he can't eat, and he always takes medicine.

My brother was the best person I treated after my dad died, and I like to be with him, so I'm afraid of him dying. So at night I would run to his room with my pillow and bear and touch his nose to see if he was still breathing.

He was a light sleeper and could always spot me, but I was a very liar kid and I told him it was thundering outside, and I was scared and wanted to sleep with him, and I could lie on the ground.

He would smile and agree every time, and he wouldn't say anything, even if the sky was full of stars outside.

I fell asleep on the floor, and I fell asleep, feeling a little hot, and when I woke up, I found myself lying on the bed, and my brother was lying on the ground.

I immediately felt very nervous, because although he was very gentle, I was affecting his rest, and I was afraid of being hated by him.

So I tiptoed out of bed, about to open the door and run back to my room, but I was halfway through when I heard my brother's voice, "What's wrong with you?" ”

I stiffened like a stupid dog who made a mistake and was caught.

My brother came to me, turned on the light, and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

"I'm going back to my room." I said, "Thank you, brother." ”

He said, "Aren't you afraid? ”

I said, "There's no thunder outside. ”

"I know." He whispered, "I thought you were just afraid of the dark. ”

I said, "I'm afraid you'll die." ”

The elder brother showed a surprised look, "Why?" ”

It's not that I can't hide my emotions, but in front of him, I intuitively feel that whatever I say is acceptable, "because my brother always takes medicine, and my brother is the best person for me and my favorite." I was scared, my brother was like my dad...... Suddenly he died. ”

He touched my head and said softly, "I won't die, your dad was an accident, not everyone who likes you will die." But if you're not at ease, you can go to my room and sleep, but in that case, you'll have to sleep with your clothes on. ”

I hurriedly asked, "Is it really possible?" ”

"Really." The brother said, "But you have to sleep in bed." ”

I said, "But that's my brother's bed." ”

"But my brother decided to use it for you." He said, "I am very touched that you have come to care for me, and of course I want to entertain you with good things." ”

"Hmm......," he said, which was embarrassing.

I said, "Then you're welcome!" ”

"Go ahead." He laughs.

I lay back on the bed, and my brother also lay back on the pillow where I drew the little princess, and placed my little bear next to his head, which looked a little contrasting and cute.

I didn't want to disturb him when I saw him close his eyes, but I still liked to look at him like that. Although his brother's face is always pale, he is very good-looking, he does not lose his temper, he is always very steady and gentle.

I really want to be with my brother forever.

I spent several days in my brother's room, and my mother came.

My mother was very good to me, she always said that she wanted a daughter very much, my room was prepared by her, she said that she had started early in the morning for her imaginary daughter, this room was very dreamy, there were so many beautiful dolls in it, and there were beautiful little dresses in the closet, but some of them were too small, and some were too big.

Mom said that this is what she has for her daughters of every age.

Actually, I know that my brother told me a long time ago that she used to have a daughter, but she died when she was very young. She used me to make up for her lost daughter.

I felt very touched because she was the same as me. I don't have a dad, she doesn't have a baby, and we empathize with each other.

Mom is not like my mom who always beats my dad, on the contrary, she is pathetic and will always be beaten by the dad of this family.

One time I saw the image where the man was pulling her by the hair and putting her against the wall, saying "Old woman, die".

I ran to tell my brother, who told me to pretend I didn't know, and he said that we were too weak to protect my mother, and when he grew up, he would drive away the man, and the three of us would live happily ever after in the family.

My mother said that I was a girl and my brother was a boy, and there was a difference between men and women, so we couldn't live in the same room.

I know there's a difference between men and women, but that's my brother, not anyone else. I'm a little unconvinced.

One day, a beautiful sister came to the house, and the man said that it was his friend's daughter, and she looked as old as her brother and was very gentle.

They say that the elder brother has grown up, and so is this sister, and the two families want them to start dating towards the goal of marriage.

I asked my mother what it meant to get married, and my mother said that marriage is when two people who love each other live together for the rest of their lives. I asked my mother again, then can I marry my brother, and my mother smiled and said, "No, my brother must marry someone else's girl, and Xiao Jiayin will marry another boy in the future." Therefore, such strange things should not be said in the future. ”

I asked my mother, "Is that the young lady?" ”

Mom said, "Maybe it is, so Xiao Jiayin should be kind to her, you can't ignore her like last time, it's very rude." ”

But I like my brother, he is so nice to me, so good-looking.

In the next few days, my brother started to meet with the young lady, and I didn't like him like this, but I knew that I shouldn't say such things, so I had to ignore my brother.

My brother asked me a few times, and he seemed very sad after getting a cold response from me.