blood relationship

I will show you! "

I wondered if what he said was taking advantage of me, and he said, "I'm a rich man now, so what's the problem with the money for studying abroad! And don't you have a younger brother? I'll check your brother's house." After that, it’s really fucking impossible to describe someone who has money.”

I ignored him.He leaned over and shook my shoulder: "Hello look at me, what are you worried about?!"

Talking to a drunk is so tiring, I brush his people away and sit and meditate by myself.

My younger brother called me. When the senior saw it, he became even more excited, and basically wanted to rush over to grab it.Fortunately, I am tall and strong, so I easily dodged him and closed the door to meet him outside.

I am about to graduate, and the frequency of my brother calling me has increased rapidly, and he laughs every time, waiting for me to return to him after graduation, and I can't hide my heart.He is more or less mature. I heard that he is very popular in school and is the leader of the class, but he is still a stupid kid in front of me, and he will act like a baby to me within three sentences.

Halfway through the phone call, my senior came back from the dead, opened the door from behind, and took advantage of my unpreparedness to lie on my shoulder and say hello to my brother.

"Brother, hello!" The senior was full of air.

My brother also said politely, "Hello."

"Do you know how awesome your brother is?" My senior locked my hand from behind and said with a smile, "Your brother can study abroad for half of the tuition fee! My little brother will also learn from your brother in the future. ,want……"

Before he finished speaking, I couldn't bear to escape from his shackles, and stared at him with a warning face.My senior is an enthusiastic person. He was dissatisfied with me for not telling my family before, but now that his goal has been achieved, he hiccupped and pretended to be stupid, and went back to the hotel room.

My brother had already heard it, and after a few seconds of silence, he said, "Brother won't leave me again, will he?"

He is calmer than I imagined, and he has grown up after all.I coughed and didn't know how to answer, so I finally said, "Where did I get the money to go abroad?"

This reason is not worth mentioning to him. After I said it, I also felt a little stupid, ended the conversation hastily, hung up, and went back to my senior to settle the score.

22.

My senior, this psychopath, apologized to me when he sobered up. I stared at him until he felt guilty, but he still insisted, "I'm just drunk and talking nonsense!"

I can't help him if he refuses to admit it. After all, it's not a big deal. Can I really do anything to him.I waved my hand magnanimously, and went back to school to hold my graduation thesis. I lost my mood halfway through writing, and counted my deposits.

I didn't use much of the money that old man Yue once called me. I used it to participate in the shares of my seniors, and the profit was doubled, but the money I could use flexibly was enough for me to last for a year.

It is impossible to say that you don't want to study abroad. Who can let the good opportunity in front of you let it slip away.

But four years ago, I had already abandoned my brother for the first time, and it would be too hurtful for him to do it for the second time.

Two days later, Mr. Yue called me.He is already an old man and still needs to manage the family business and raise his grandson. He is so busy every day, it is really rare to find me when he is free.

He asked me straight to the point about studying abroad, and I told him the general situation without saying anything else.Too much to say.The relationship between me and Xiao Zhen, the Yue family can't overestimate how much they help me to go to school, but I don't want to have an overly estranged relationship with my brother.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Yue didn't say anything about the funding, he just smiled and said, "Xiaozhen dropped the vase at home two days ago."

The antique vases of Yuejia cost several million each. Every time I go, I don’t dare to run around, for fear of bumping into something, and I won’t be able to pay for it if I sell myself.

I said "ah", "This little prodigal son."

Old Man Yue said again: "Check your account."

"what?"

Without knowing it, I checked every card I had, and finally found that there was a large amount of money on my Alipay.A very large sum of money.My brother knows my Alipay account number and password, but he doesn't know how to operate it, and I didn't even receive a reminder text message.

My brain was suddenly empty, and the wealth from heaven that I joked with my roommate every day really happened, and I was stupid instead.After looking at that balance number for a long time, I couldn't figure out what my brother meant.

Mr. Yue only said: "I have talked with Xiaozhen. If you want to go abroad, go seriously. The money is his. If you want to pay it back, you can just give it back to him."

I called my brother non-stop, but couldn't get through after calling three times, so I sent a video out of my mind.

He picked it up this time, staring at me with red eyes.

"Xiao Zhen?" I called him, "Why are you crying?"

He said, "I didn't cry." He wiped the corners of his eyes with his hands, and showed me that they were dry without tears.I said "I didn't cry", and he snorted again.

"Why did you give me so much money all of a sudden?" I asked him.

"Not much! It's just the pocket money I saved..."

His wrong focus made me grind my teeth, and threatened him: "If you show off your wealth in front of me again, I'll beat you through the screen!"

He hugged his head: "I'm so miserable, I will be beaten by my brother even if I give money!"

After hugging his head, he didn't let go, stopped, and slowly got down on the ground, facing me with the top of his head.After a while, I heard his muffled voice: "I don't want my brother to go."

I stared at his swirls, the hair was fluffy, soft and black, I hadn't touched it for a long time, and I kind of missed the feel.I couldn't help but lower my voice, and asked him: "Why did you send me money if you don't want me to go?"

His voice was very low, and I could barely hear him by turning up the volume on my phone.His voice is still tender and soft like a child's, but the words he uttered are: "I have grown up...I have to think about my brother."

23.

I spent the holiday after graduation with my younger brother.He also graduated from elementary school and was about to enter junior high school. He pestered me for the whole summer vacation.He has to take self-defense classes during the summer vacation, and he has to learn a lot of things that give me a headache. I wanted to take him out for a trip, but he couldn't even leave his house for too long.

After all, he was only picked up when he was seven years old, and he had to receive all this faster than others.

I taught him how to calculate Olympiad problems, and showed him simple reports.A normal child's vacation is to relax and play, he can only get his head in this pile of things, but he still says that he is willing to do anything as long as he can be with his brother.

Obviously not when he was so tired that he dozed off.

I would also accompany him to self-defense class, chatting with the teacher after class, the other party would sigh and complain: "Every time you come, he is not very motivated, and he will call out to strike because of pain."

I frowned and said, "Nonsense, why not go on strike? Learning self-defense is not self-torture!"

The teacher looked at me bitterly, and threw me to the ground mercilessly the next time I was dueling with me.

I went through a series of procedures, finalized the matter of studying abroad, and rented an apartment there.When it was time to part, my brother came to the airport to see me off.I said before that I have grown up and said it confidently, and I have emphasized it several times, but when I left, the little idiot still didn't live up to it, hugging me and crying so much that I almost missed the plane.

He has grown taller and can't get through the ticket gate. The scene a few years ago can't happen again.

I touched his hair through the guardrail, and he said to me with sobs: "I will visit my brother often."

I still said to him: "Yeah."

It was obviously summer, and I remembered that his body temperature was high most of the time, but now he held his hand, but he felt icy cold.I gripped a little tighter to warm his hands, but when the boarding signal sounded again, my hands had to be separated.

A few centimeters apart, to a meter.My hand was on the suitcase, and his hand was still hanging in the air, refusing to let it go.I nodded to him and said goodbye, and the distance between them gradually lengthened again, eight meters nine meters, ten meters, and finally I went around the corner, and we could no longer see each other.I'm still doing strange counts in my mind, to 100 meters, 300 meters, 500 meters.The numbers are all random estimates by me, and they don't make any sense.

Finally got on the plane, took off, and I stopped.

After this is thousands of miles apart, I can't figure it out.

There is nothing special about me in this life, except that I am a little handsome, study well, be a better person, and get along with my new classmates very quickly.

The winter in country C comes very quickly, and the place where I live is further north.When the snowflakes fell, I triumphantly took a picture and sent it to my brother.

Our old home is on the southern coast, and City D is not too far north. My brother sometimes goes out to meet people with Mr. Yue, but the timing is wrong. He has never seen snow since he grew up.

In the end it is the elder brother, I shall be one step ahead of Xue when I see Xue.

In winter, I don’t care much about my image. I dress like a penguin and wear gloves. Only a few fingers on my right hand are exposed to operate the phone.Before the video with him, I had already built a snowman. Under his urging, I mysteriously turned the camera over, and he yelled: "Brother, you made it so ugly!"

"How dare you call it ugly! I have piled it up for a long time!" I said fiercely, "I piled it up with you! You are ugly too!"

My brother is now as tall as my chest, and the snowman is as tall as my chest.I used branches and special paints given to me by my classmates, and painted eyes, nose and mouth on it, but I don't have the slightest artistic talent, so the finished product is of course not good-looking, and it doesn't resemble my brother in the slightest except for the height.

But as a big brother, face is still important!

I started talking nonsense: "Look, this snowman is as tall as you. And you have big eyes, a small nose, and a red mouth, and it is the same."

My brother was shocked by my shamelessness, his eyes widened, and finally he pursed his mouth and said, "I don't want to be alone."

"I can't fly back either," I said.

He said: "Brother, make another one of yourself!" He pointed, "Just pile it on my snow