The two of them stopped talking. The eldest brother raised his feet and was about to leave.
"Brother," I opened my eyes and said, "Don't go." Tears flowed out, and there was a burning pain in my throat.
"Brother doesn't want you to be wronged." He raised his foot again
"I don't want to embarrass you." I raised my voice, "Give me some time, okay? Let me accept this reality... I just feel it's a bit sudden."
The three people were stunned, a strange atmosphere was flowing in the air
After a long time, the second brother's voice was a little hoarse, "Nuan Nuan, we would rather you cry and make trouble, but we don't want to see you like this, we will be scared."
Afraid? They will be afraid too?
What could be more terrifying than their cruelty?
Isn't it their hobby to kill people with knife in hand like chopping celery?
"After you get married, will you move out?" I asked, looking at the ceiling.
No answer, default
"I will live here. Don't worry when you come to see me. Nuannuan will be very well-behaved. She will wait at home like a puppy. She won't bite my slippers or scratch the sofa. I just hope you will come back and pat me on the head.
So good, then reward me with delicious dog food..."
But little did he know that on that day, the masters would never come again.