my brother is not human

The family finished their evening activities in a weird atmosphere. Mother Xia asked both of them to go to bed around ten o'clock, and unplugged the power in their room early, forcing them to go to bed.

The house is only over 60 square meters, and my mother sleeps in a small room by herself. She gave up a big room to her two brothers and bought a big bed.It was still a room that was furnished a few years ago and has not been touched.

Xia Zhihan seriously resisted this layout. He felt that he had grown up and couldn't bear to sleep with others. Many times, he would hug the quilt and go to the living room to sleep on the sofa.

That night, he dragged the quilt without saying a word, and went to sleep in the living room.Xia Zhaoyin stopped him at the door and said, "What's wrong with you?"

Xia Zhihan wanted to go around him, but Chao Yin refused, so he bumped Chao Yin hard with his shoulder, causing him to stagger.

Xia Zhaoyin was bumped inexplicably, and he wasn't angry, but still looked at him calmly and deeply, using his black eyeballs, through the strange glass lenses, staring at Xia Zhihan was very frightened.He had no choice but to say, "Can you let me go?"

Xia Zhaoyin knew that he must have provoked him somewhere, and was also very depressed in his heart, looking at him innocently, with a look of pity.Xia Zhihan confronted him without saying a word. After a while, Xia Zhaoyin turned his head and went back to get his quilt. He quickly walked to the living room first, and fell down on the sofa in anger.

Mother Xia came out to pour water, saw the scene where the brothers were arguing, and said, "Why don't you go to bed at night, Xiao Yin, go back to sleep quickly, it's so cold on the sofa!"

Xia Chaoyin lay motionless on the sofa, tears rolling in his eyes.Xia's mother walked over and said, "Go back to the house and sleep."

Xia Zhihan leaned on the door frame, looking at them coldly, his younger brother vaguely saw his thin shadow under the dim yellow light.

Xia Zhaoyin caught a glimpse of his expression, sat up suddenly, exposed his childish temper, and kicked the coffee table vigorously, the whole coffee table immediately flipped over, the glass shattered to the ground, and his feet and legs were dripping with blood in an instant. The floor of the living room seemed to be blooming, and blood was dripping down in large swaths.

Xia's mother was so frightened that she knelt on the ground, tears were about to come down, she held Xia Zhaoyin's leg with both hands: "Oh..." She seemed to be in so much pain that she couldn't speak, and she didn't dare to touch it.

Xia Zhihan came over, helped Xia's mother up from the ground, and said, "Take a taxi and go to the hospital."

Mother Xia found a yellow blanket from the house, wrapped it around Xia Zhaoyin's legs, and helped him up.

Xia Zhaoyin was already half-grown, a head taller than her mother, Xia Zhihan also came to help, but Xia Zhaoyin pushed him away.

Xia's mother glared at Xia Zhihan with red eyes, and said, "Go quickly and see if the car is coming."

Xia Chaoyin didn't think it would hurt. Although his whole leg looked bloody, he seemed to have lost all feeling. It was true that it didn't hurt.

He was helped into the car, and when he arrived at the hospital, the blood had dried on the blanket.

The doctor wearing glasses counted the wound, which probably required seven or eight stitches.Xia Zhaoyin just sat there stiffly, without saying a word, it really didn't hurt that much, or he liked that kind of pain very much.

Xia Zhihan sat beside Chaoyin silently, watching Mama Xia hunched over Chaoyin, and saw that her hair was half gray.

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Xia Chaoyin recuperated at home for a week, and the students in the class were talking about what happened to him, some said that he was reviewing the Olympiad at home, and some said that he was angry because of a certain girl. Reminiscent of a spoiled and rebellious youth.

Through Xia Chaoyin's heroic deeds, Xia Zhihan became more low-key at home, wishing to be invisible, and never mentioned going to the living room to sleep.

It was summer at that time, and in June and July, young people grew fast and had to go to the hospital to have their stitches removed.But Xia's mother was not at home. Before she could come back from the temple, she called Zhihan in the afternoon and asked Zhihan to take him to remove the stitches.

Anyway, it's all healed, seeing him going to bed and going to the ground at home, Xia's mother is not too worried, so she puts Chaoyin in the hands of her eldest son with confidence.In Xia's mother's eyes, although Zhihan is a little introverted, he is still a very stable and good young man. (...)

It was Saturday that day, and the two brothers received the order, got into a taxi relatively silently, and drove to the hospital.

Xia Chaoyin felt that he was great. Although he was walking very slowly, he was still walking completely on his own, and his legs were stretched out very straight. He couldn't see anything abnormal. Xia Zhihan looked like he was limping, which is why he was sick. that one.

There was no one in the hospital, he walked up the stairs on the second floor, Xia Zhihan watched him from behind.

When he reached the corner, Xia Zhaoyin walked in a hurry, and accidentally tilted his head, and Xia Zhihan stood coldly behind him, watching him swayed on the armrest, looking a little unable to support himself.

Xia Zhihan walked over, put his hands in his pockets, and didn't intend to help him. .

Xia Chaoyin pursed his lips and stood up straight, walking into the consulting room.

A young nurse came to remove the stitches for him. Xia Zhihan stood aside, looking coldly at his young and strong legs.

Xia Zhaoyin's skin is also relatively fair. He wears shorts and has muscles on his legs. He looks so healthy and full of strength.

Xia Zhaoyin received the scorching light, but did not look at Xia Zhihan, and endured it silently.

The action of removing the stitches was very slight, and it didn't hurt anymore, but it was a little itchy, and the scissors and thread itched over his wound.

He pursed his lips, stared at the little nurse's hands, and watched her movements.

Miraculously cut the stitches on the legs.

The little nurse smiled and said, "Well, well, it doesn't hurt, I'll just say it doesn't hurt."

Xia Zhaoyin smiled at the little nurse, feeling that Xia Zhihan was standing aside like a shadow, and the two brothers went home in a strange atmosphere without any eye contact or language exchange.