"What did Nuan Nuan buy? Show it to the eldest brother?" The eldest brother walked over with a smile. He became more and more mature and charming.
I held my baby and turned around to avoid him. My elder brother stretched out his hand and pulled it. The paper bag burst open with a "squeak" sound, and the milk bottles, rattles, and baby shoes inside were scattered on the ground.
I puffed up my face and looked at him with hatred in my eyes. I knelt on the ground and picked them up one by one, wiped them clean, and put them back in the paper bag.
The eldest brother also bent down to help me pick it up. I rushed forward and pushed him away fiercely, with tears in my eyes.
I don’t want his help. I will hate this person all my life. I don’t need his help!
So everyone in the room stood there quietly, watching me pick up the things and carry them upstairs. After hearing the heavy door closing, their hearts trembled slightly.
I piled up a bed of baby products and played with them endlessly. I picked up this one and couldn’t put it down. I looked at the little shoes and couldn’t let go of the little clothes...
I was in a trance for a while, and I only felt that I was surrounded by the cries and laughter of children, which was very pleasant to hear...
"Baby... Mom misses you so much, can you come and see mom..." Struggling with such despair every day, my spirit began to become trance-like. I stopped eating, didn't sleep, and didn't even want to drink water.
"Pleasant Goat, Beautiful Goat, Lazy Goat, Boiling Goat, Slow Goat, Soft Sheep..." I sang this song repeatedly because when I was watching cartoons, my second brother once joked that I would sing this song
Songs teach our babies
I punched him angrily. He is the brother and I am the sister. Why did he say such boring things?
Now I have his baby, but our baby can no longer sing.
The misty and chaotic days passed for a long time, and suddenly one day, my second brother came to my room, opened the curtains, and let the sunlight fill the whole room.
I rushed forward to close the curtains, but my second brother hugged me. He lowered his head and looked at me very seriously.
"Xiao Nuannuan, second brother will one day atone for our baby." He smiled at me with the sun behind his back, a golden halo enveloped him, miserable and beautiful, and seemed to imply something shouldn't be done.
appearance
"Hahahahahaha..." I laughed, "Even if you die ten thousand times, don't expect me to forgive you. As long as I live, as long as my soul is still there, you will always be the person I hate the most!! Haha
Ha ha ha ha……"
After laughing, I fainted for a long time. In my sleep, I could feel someone gently touching my head, kissing my cheek, and taking care of me.
I know that's the second brother. Is he trying to atone for his sins in this way?
The first day, the second day, the third day, the fourth question...
I don’t know how long it lasted, I just remember that one day suddenly, he no longer appeared, and was replaced by the embrace of a complete stranger.
"Boss..." A hoarse voice sounded in my ears, seeming to be speaking to the person holding me.
"What?" The person holding me has a nice voice, like a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, clean and transparent, but full of endless threats and ridicules.
"Miss will be angry if she sees it," the hoarse voice gently advised.
"If you die, no one in this world will see you again." He made a useless joke and successfully stopped the mute voice from talking too much.
Then I was held by him and wanted to walk outside. I smelled a faint fragrance on his body. It smelled good. As soon as I smelled it, I seemed to feel comfortable all over.
But, who is he? Where is he taking me?
I struggled a few times, but to no avail, so I could only let him put me in the car.
The car started slowly and drove away from Leng's house...
ps: Who is this man? Where will Nuannuan be taken? What kind of things will he experience? What is the atonement that the second brother is talking about?
[I want to tell you what is piracy and what is genuine. The genuine version is the first website, which is the Novel Reading Network, or rn for short.
Pirated websites are any novel websites except RN. I don’t want to hear anyone say to me again: I didn’t read pirated versions, I just read them on other websites.
Then he told me that my writing was confusing and I couldn’t understand it.
It's chaos, it's really chaos. I saw with my own eyes that on the pirated website, the word count of my work was 500,000, but I only updated 30 times. I'm so obedient. Who knows what they added to me?
It's just my mistake and I won't deny it
I admit that my thinking has been a bit confusing these days. The school has to publish news, I have to do homework, and I have to update 8,000 times a day. It is really difficult, and some chapters are a bit unclear.
I apologize to everyone here, but this is absolutely harmless and will not affect the overall reading effect.
If you tell me that you can't understand, then you either watched a pirated version, or you didn't read it carefully, or, the word I least want to say, stupid
I don’t want to use such words to describe my readers, and I don’t want my hard work to be stepped on by others. Then wouldn’t I be more miserable than Nuannuan?
I am here, cursing for myself and for all v-article authors: children who watch pirated copies will fail whatever they test, they will be late for school every day, they will forget their homework every day, and they will not follow you no matter who you chase...