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This... well, it's really weird, why is there no door, is it kidnapping?But that's not right, how could kidnapping be treated so well?This child has autism and doesn't like contact with the outside world?How come there is no door to go out?Could it be that this kid also knows martial arts?Fly out from the balcony and fly back?Or, some flying animal in human form?Uh, I felt a gust of cold wind blowing by, and the hairs on my body stood up involuntarily, woo... I want to go out.I want to go out!

"Click" a sound of the door opening interrupted my cranky thoughts.

"Oh my God, Muzi, you're finally awake! Ah, why are you up? Go back to bed." A boy with very reflective square eyes came in and looked at me in panic.

I watched him in amazement from the wall where I didn't see the door, and opened the sliding door to come in.Miraculously, the door and the wall are the same color, no wonder I didn't see it.

"Muzi, what's wrong with you? Why don't you speak?" Ah, when did he come to me?Help me back to bed.I was taken aback, um, no, why did he speak Japanese to me?What's even more frightening is that I can understand it?Wait, what did he call me, Muzi?

"Um, I'm sorry, who are you?" Upon seeing him, the body trembled slightly, was it the body's original memory?It's strange that the words spoken are also in Japanese.

"Ah? What did Muzi say? I'm your brother. Is Muzi still angry?" The boy with the head of a sea urchin grabbed my shoulders nervously and shook them vigorously.There was a tremor in the voice.

"Ah, stop shaking, I'm dizzy." Uh~ Why is this boy so excited?

"Ah? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Muzi, are you okay? How come you don't remember your brother when you wake up from sleep?" The boy looked a little sad.Still a little scared?Um, can't I hear wrong?

"Ah, I'm sorry, brother, I seem to have lost my memory, can you tell me who I am?" Seeing him like this, I couldn't help feeling a little distressed, but I really don't want to!Why would I call a teenage kid brother?

"Muzi?" The boy looked at the little girl in front of him with some puzzlement. Is she still angry?So playing with yourself? "Your name is Gan Muzi, you are ten years old, and you are my younger sister." What's my last name?Dry?Uh, isn't it, is this boy standing in front of me a 'data maniac' Gan Sadaharu?Is this the world of 'The Prince of Tennis'?Haha, didn't I make a lot of money?

"Uh, that, may I ask, brother, what's your name?" The voice trembled with excitement, "Me?" The boy was a little strange, his face suddenly turned a little red, "It's your brother, Gan Sadaharu, 11 years old, Oasis A fifth grade student in No. [-] Elementary School."

Oh my god, haha, it's really the world of Wang Wang, so happy, so happy, I didn't realize that my brother has become a little different, I only thought that the senior I admired the most turned out to be 'my' brother. HOHOHO... a big profit.

"Muzi, are you... laughing?" Gan looked at me in surprise, a white light reflected from his glasses.

Um?laugh?I scratch my face, is it weird?Senior, uh, no, it's my brother, my brother has a strange look on his face.It seems that it is an incredible thing for me to laugh.

"Muzi, are you hungry?"

"Well, a little bit." I stroked my flat stomach.

"Then go downstairs to eat, let Auntie Meizi cook something delicious for you." Then he dragged me out of the room.

God, can anyone tell me what's going on?The three-story villa is completely European-style, with Maweidu ceramic works everywhere, and two oversized 19th-century Russian oil painter Repin hanging on the wall.Levitan's work.This house belongs to seniors?Incredible!