Mumu's Baking Soda

My name is Mu Xi.This name represents that I am destined to live in the light in this life. Although it is not the case, people often believe their eyes. It doesn't matter if I say it or not.

This time, the first thing I want to talk about is my brother.He is my relative, it can be said that he is a close relative.

I still remember the day my brother was brought back by his father, it was a rainy day.

Dad was holding a black umbrella with a piece of black gauze tied around his arm, and his expression was a bit solemn, while my brother looked lifeless and lifeless under his umbrella.

They had just attended the memorial service for the deceased, and the number of people who died was the most, and the number of people who survived was very few.The mother hugged her brother and cried obnoxiously, saying: "I just knew my son would be fine."

Dad also leaned down and said, "Fortunately, Mu Chen's luck is better."

I don't like either sentence.Because they all denied the brother's own efforts.As far as I know, my brother escaped from that place alone, without any help, and the police did not come in handy.

The elder brother pushed his mother away, and also came out from under the umbrella of his father. He said, "It hasn't changed at all here."

When he walked in front of me, I really wanted to give him a hug. My brother has become different from before. He is taller and more handsome than before, but he is always my brother.It's just that my brother patted my hand away, and he said to me condescendingly: "Don't touch me."

Why not let me touch it?

In the evening, after many years, the family finally had dinner together. Mom and Dad kept adding vegetables to my brother's bowl. I saw that my brother didn't touch those dishes. He just ate happily with chili sauce , and no one looks at it.

The parents were a little embarrassed, they didn't know what to say, they hadn't seen their son for a long time, and they had already lost the ability to communicate with their elder brother.

I ended up hearing a few muffled noises from the bathroom while watching TV in the lobby.My brother was taking a shower in the bathroom at that time. When I rushed over, my brother was only wearing shorts, curled up in a corner on the edge, holding his knees with his hands and crying softly.My mother's sanity was a little abnormal again, and my father only cared about holding her. When he saw me coming, he just told me to stay there, and smiled apologetically at his brother, and the two of them went back to the bedroom.

At this time, I noticed that the place on the wall where the water was originally leaked was smashed to pieces by my brother with something, and water was splashing out at this time, and one of my brother's feet had already been scalded by hot water. If it is red, if it is not handled well, it will definitely blister and pus will flow behind.

And these, Mom and Dad will definitely not notice, I know, adults, once they have lost and found, they will think that it belongs to them and cannot be taken away. I looked at the few on my left wrist. Said Baihen, and said the first words to his brother since the reunion: "My room has a private bathroom, brother, you can wash there."

My brother seemed to have been crying for too long. When he raised his head, he still said, "Don't worry about it."

I also had a lot of patience for no reason, he was still a little wet, but I still helped him up: "But before that, I have to deal with your burns."

My brother struggled a few times, but he couldn't get away from me with his thin body, so he had no choice but to say, "No, I need to take a shower first."

In those days, it was raining all the time, that is, the indoor temperature was actually a bit low because of my mother’s thrifty attitude, but even so, my brother took a cold shower. When he came out with a bath towel on, his whole body exuded A chill.He doesn't seem to know how to smile anymore, but the smile he forced to give me, I think, is much more beautiful and sincere than those people at school.

I really think that such a brother is much better than that fake Jiang Yupei.

It's just that my brother just came back after all, and he is still far from being able to give me what I want from him.

In the mid-term exam of that semester, my brother was the last one in the class.After being abducted and sold for so many years, he didn't learn a lot of things. I actually think that he is already very good after taking the exam like that. Except for a few subjects, he passed the rest.

After the parent-teacher meeting, my father came back and said to his brother, "I can't believe you are my son."

The mother simply protected her brother and said, "You are fine."

None of them thought about hiring a tutor for my brother, but when I brought this up, Mom and Dad looked at me with a look of surprise that I had never seen in them before, and I took a few steps back. And my brother grabbed the corner of my clothes and shook his head with me.

But I still insist, I don't know why I insist, but I think I should do it.

In the end, I chose between the two, and I became my brother's tutor, specializing in tutoring him.Although he is two years older than me, we are students of the same grade.It is a great honor that I am No.1 in the class.So it's not a big deal.

I want my brother to be excellent, I want my brother to take back his original position with Jiang Yupei, and I can also talk about it from my parents, I must obey the curse of Jiang Yupei's words to escape .

Everything is going well, my brother is a very smart person, otherwise he would not be able to escape from the hands of those traffickers.But as my brother's grades improved, another kind of rumors gradually spread from our surroundings.

They said, "Mu Chen doesn't look like Mu Xi at all. I heard he was adopted."

They said: "I came to school suddenly. I didn't make any sound for the first two years. I don't know what happened."

They said: "It seems that he has entered the juvenile detention center. It is very dangerous to be a classmate with him."

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At first, I persuaded my brother to study hard and not to worry about those things, but later, the development of the situation became more and more unexpected. When I was in school, someone painted red paint on my brother's desk... My brother was not angry yet, I couldn't sit still at first.

After school that afternoon, I followed behind those who first spread those rumors, until the end of a certain alley, blocking them.

Naively, I told them a lot not to talk about my brother like that again, and I didn't notice the abnormal smiles when they nodded to each other while listening to me.

I said, "If you say that again, I will tell the teacher and then notify your parents."

After speaking, I lifted my foot and was about to leave.

But first they grabbed the strap of my schoolbag, and then someone's hand got under my skirt.

"I don't like you for a long time. I wander around in front of the teacher every day. I don't know how many times I have slept with them."

"What are you struggling with? The school uniform skirt is so short, didn't you tell us to do it on purpose?"

"Hahaha... your brother? We don't pay attention to it. If he wasn't your brother, do you think we would do this?"

I suddenly realized something. I was so frightened that I didn’t even dare to ask for my schoolbag, so I quickly let go and ran a few steps away, but their speed was obviously faster than mine, and I was immediately surrounded by several people. Center, I had no choice but to cross my arms and say, "What are you going to do?"

"What are you doing? Fuck you, how dare you give us a small report in front of the teacher?"

"Yes. Our dearest little squad leader."

Who is holding my arm?A hand that smelled of smoke covered my mouth, and a light-colored figure knelt down in front of me, my legs were trembling uncontrollably.

I thought, who will save me?God, please help me.

I really cried.Different from the original, why cry, for the first time, I found that it is meaningless tears, as long as I need it, it is my only weapon.

Because of my crying, that disgusting hand paused when it touched my thigh, and my impression of that person was already shaking, leaving only a mess of colors: "Yo, crying , it won’t be the first time.”

"I'm really lucky."

he is licking me?I can still feel that sense of touch vaguely in my consciousness, but I have actually given up resisting.There is a little beast whimpering silently in my heart, but, but, there is really nothing I can do.

At this time, it was my brother, who appeared in front of me, with a neat streak of blood on his face.And the person who was kneeling in front of me before had really collapsed, and from the position where he fell, I saw a puddle of blood.

Then the shackles behind me were also lifted at once. I touched my pinched wrist, which was somewhat bruised and purple, and heard the panic in my ears. My brother was like a lone wolf who strayed into the sheepfold. He held a small The circular saw, it looks like something from the school gardening department, he has no expression, oh no, he has no expression, he pushes from the left shoulder of a guy to the right, and buries the circular saw into his chest, fragile The flesh was cut open quickly, and I seemed to hear the sound of the bones being sawed off. My brother stepped on his knee, kicked him away after the circular saw spurted out a stream of blood, and threw himself at another person.

Yes, there are three people in total.

Only the guy at the end yelled for help, and my brother stepped on his back and said to me: "There is no surveillance here."

So I stopped talking about wanting my brother to wait.

When I fully reacted, my brother had already dried his hands and took out a bottle of water and a new pack of tissues from the schoolbag he was carrying. He was still afraid of me being hurt a little as he was when he was a child. Beside me, wet a paper towel with water, wipe my face and arms, and then hand me the rest: "If it feels dirty, let's go back and wash it well."

I burst into tears, but at that moment, the clothes on my body were only a little wrinkled, and he was already covered in blood. I really wanted to give my brother a hug, but I couldn't.

My brother looked at his hands, and finally put his hands on my head. He was a little helpless, but also comforted: "Don't worry, brother is here, he can take care of everything for you."

So in that alley, I completed the first murder in my life. The first one was still alive. I asked my brother for his circular saw, but I ignored his request and turned the saw blade to his throat. However, even though my brother finally took the circular saw away from me, I also vomited for a long time.

But, but, since then I have known that what I can do is not only in the light.With my brother, I was able to get in touch with those things that accident didn't bring me.

The author has something to say:

The extra episode is a bit long, everyone, Mo Fang... There is one more chapter, and it will be released tomorrow.The elder brother came out, happy, this is a very key character to promote the plot (spoilers involved).It is said that scumbags have applied for the list, but it is of no use, so I admire the little angels who read this article.

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