Chapter 2789 I Love You, Brother!

Xiao Yuan's room is still the same as before.

Her parents bought this place when Xiao Yuan was five years old. The decoration style is full of the colors of a little girl's dream, soft and warm.

Xiao Shi walked in, sat on the edge of the bed covered with pink sheets, moved his eyes slightly, and looked around the room.

Calm face, sad eyes...

Expressions that obviously shouldn't be piled together, at this moment, all fell on Xiao Shi in such a contradictory way.

He didn't know how long he sat there like this, until Xiao Shi's neck became stiff. After he calmed down outside for a long time, he suddenly woke up to the sound of firecrackers.

Get up.

Xiao Shi "calmly" packed some of Xiao Yuan's things.

Sudden……

Xiao Shi moved his hand to open the drawer, and his eyes fell on an envelope with the words "Dear brother, open it gently".

He didn't move, and just looked at it for a long time, until the corners of his mouth tightened, and then he took it out with a frown and mixed emotions.

The font on the envelope is not particularly elegant. Xiao Yuan, who has been in the hospital all year round since he was ten years old, often does not have the time or energy to practice writing.

She said that when she had time to practice calligraphy, she would rather read more books.

Perhaps, because I cannot learn, I am more eager to learn...

Xiao Shi took out the letter paper inside and unfolded it.

elder brother:

When you open this letter, I probably won't be able to be with you anymore.

I'm very sad and don't want to say it, but I know it. I think my brother is the same, so it's always more comfortable to say it than to keep it in my heart. Brother, don't you think so?

hey-hey!

Hmm... there should be very few people writing letters nowadays, right?

With a mobile phone, you can chat on QQ, WeChat, post on Weibo, and record your life everywhere. Even text messages have been "eliminated". The ancient way of conveying feelings like writing letters has long been gone.

However, right now I want to write a letter to my brother.

Because it will not disappear because the phone is lost or replaced, nor will it be unable to feel the temperature because of the coldness of the system text.

I want to leave a letter to accompany my brother through the loneliness during my absence, until a nice and warm girl, my future sister-in-law, stays with my brother and gives him a new home.

…

Xiao Shi only felt that for a moment, his nose was sore and his eyes became blurry.

He looked at the traces of water droplets on the letter paper, and could even think of Xiao Yuan smiling and crying while writing this letter.

…

Brother, I am really happy to be born in this family.

I still remember that my father worked in the Construction Bureau and often had to go to the acceptance inspection site. He would often come to school to pick me up looking disgraced and looked nothing like a cadre in the pediatric department. The children always thought he was a migrant worker.

At that time, my little self-esteem was always hurt by my father's "sloppiness" and I was still angry with him.

Dad hugged me and told me that migrant workers are just a job, the same as his job. Said: Whether they are migrant workers or anyone who does not work very decently, it is because of them that we have a lot of infrastructure in the city and we can live in beautiful houses. We should not discriminate against anyone who works with their own hands.

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Although I didn't understand it at the time, as I grew up, I understood it. In this family, I got the best education and understood more truths.

My mother is a junior high school English teacher.

When I was in elementary school, I was actually worried that I would be assigned to a class in junior high school where my mother would be the homeroom teacher.

Unexpectedly, before you had time to worry too much, when you were in junior high school, you were assigned to a class where your mother was the class teacher.

I was secretly observing you at that time!

However, my brother had good academic performance. Later I discovered that my observation of you had no preventive effect at all.

…

Xiao Shi smiled, but tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

How could he not remember?

At that time, the little girl would always secretly observe the "interaction" between him and her mother when she came home, tilting her little head from time to time. What was she thinking?

Occasionally, he would pouted again, looking puzzled.

…

Unfortunately, before I had time to worry about whether I would be assigned to my mother's class in junior high school, I was no longer in school.

And this kind of regret lasted until my father and mother left unexpectedly.

At that time, my crying affected my condition.

You have to deal with the funeral affairs of your father and mother, go to school at the same time, and take care of me who is in an unstable condition... You must be very tired, right? !

…

Xiao Shi tilted his head and frowned tightly. At that moment, he couldn't contain his sadness.

Yes, very tired!

He was in his sophomore year of high school at the time.

Even if he doesn't do anything, he is still very busy with his studies.

He is not a genius, not a god of study... As a top student, all his achievements require him to work harder than others.

During the week when his parents left, he often felt that he couldn't hold on any longer.

However, when I saw Xiao Yuan, she was still so young and her parents were gone. What would she do if her brother also fell?

That period of time was very tiring, but it seemed that after that period of time, I wasn't that tired anymore.

Xiao Shi took a deep breath and continued to read the letter written by Xiao Yuan.

As I read them one by one, the words became uglier and uglier towards the end.

Xiao Shi knew very well that in his grief and physical exhaustion, his sister was supporting every word.

A letter, I just say whatever comes to my mind, without too strict logic.

I read the letter, and read the last page.

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Brother, I am leaving, please just be sad for a while.

Because I should be sadder.

I have my father and mother waiting for me and accompanying me, and you... are really alone.

So, please just be sad for a while, and then start your new life.

Whether it is architectural design or this family, please be free until the one who can form a new home with you appears in your life.

I think that my brother Xiao Yuan will definitely be a designer who can be like Aunt Jian Mo, with his own personality, unwilling to follow the crowd and be imprisoned by the public aesthetics.

Brother, you can do it!

^

A "?" is in another line after the smiley face, without words, and it can be seen that a lot of effort was used at that point.

Xiao Shi didn't know whether Xiao Yuan didn't write down what he wanted to say at that point, or whether he was enduring something because of his body or thoughts?

But no matter what?

At this moment, his heart seemed to be pierced by a needle because of this point.

Finally...

After this point, nothing was said, only the last sentence was left at the very bottom.

[Brother, I love you! Sister: Xiao Yuan! ]

Xiao Shi closed his eyes, and tears were squeezed out and fell on the letter paper, blurring the words that were crossed by the water.

Xiao Shi gritted his teeth and took a deep breath, opened his eyes, greedily wanting to continue to feel his sister's breath and wanting to read the letter again.

The hand that was tidying up the letter paper suddenly paused, and Xiao Shi immediately turned the letter paper over. Unexpectedly, there were words on the back of the last page...