"Movement? Why didn't I hear that? I asked subconsciously.

The little brother didn't respond to me, he reached out to untie the rope on my body, and then took my hand and walked to the side.

My brother's hands were cold and rough, like dead branches thrown in a water cellar, and I was dragged forward by him, and soon I was through the bushes and came to a cave.

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