stay away from that sick girl

"...Brother?" You were nervous when you suddenly heard a timid call from the door.

You can rest assured - it's not some strange person, but your own brother.

You stand up and greet your brother you haven't seen in a long time with a big smile on your face.

A few days ago, my brother was at home, so he almost deprived you of the opportunity to meet your brother.

He slowly came out from the shadow of the doorway, the face of the delicate and beautiful kitten was half-dark.

You looked at the boy who was slowly approaching in front of you, and secretly sighed in your heart, feeling that he was really getting more and more beautiful.

The big eyes occupying almost half of the face, coupled with clear and long eyelashes, and red lips, really look as delicate as a bjd doll.

But when your younger brother gradually approached you, you discovered another thing that surprised you.

"Huh?" You gestured foolishly, it was this surprise that made you ignore the abnormal expression on the other person's face, "Have you grown taller?"

In your memory, your younger brother is a head shorter than you.Although you don't know it, this is an illusion brought to you by his too innocent face-in fact, the two of you have always been about the same height.

You are excitedly comparing the heights of yourself and your younger brother, and your eyes are filled with the joy of "your child has grown up", but when you hear the other party, a sentence that does not sound like his usual tone suddenly comes out.

"Brother, what are you doing?" It's not his usual relaxed tone, but your strange, deep voice.

"Huh?" You turned your head subconsciously, and saw the bed full of clothes and luggage spread out on the floor.You know you can't hide it, and you don't want to hide it from your brother.

The only friendly relative you grew up with, of course, will naturally become your ally too.

"It's luggage." You raised your arm, touched your younger brother's head hard, then went back to the luggage and began to pack it up against time, "I have to pack them up quickly."

"Why?" The younger brother's tone became more and more gloomy, and even you felt something was wrong, and looked up at him, "Why, are you packing your luggage?"

Ah, no way... You blinked, feeling uneasy.

Impossible, how could my brother...?

But now this man with bangs covering his eyes, who looks gloomy and even fierce, makes you feel very strange... The man is indeed your younger brother.

You start to panic hesitantly.

"I, I, listen to me," you feel that the relationship between yourself and your brother for more than ten years is useless, "I want to go out, I want to leave here, I... I have support outside, and, And it's not like you don't know how my brother treats me here, right?"

In the panic, your casual words unintentionally stepped on countless thunder points of the other party.

"Go out", "Leave", "Respond", "Brother"...

The younger brother sneered suddenly, and then burst out laughing presumptuously.

You have never seen him who should be very "sick" show such an expression. In the past, he would cough up blood delicately after making a little more big moves.

...so, this is all a lie to you.

You realize this with a panic.

The younger brother's personality is a lie to you, and the younger brother's illness is a lie to you, so...

The relationship between the younger brother and the older brother is not good, it should be...

This is your last thought before you pass out.

The author says:

I climbed up and lingered to update...

(When I said climbing, I was really climbing. Yes, I had a big problem with my knee. Why did I laugh when such a sad thing was told? Grandma’s really a little joyful.)