Falling into the Twilight [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 37 Falling into my brother's arms

"Go take a bath. Mom will prepare the meal when you come out." My mother handed me my pajamas, I nodded and walked into the bathroom.

Generally speaking, it seems that you need to take a bath to get rid of bad luck.

It's just...the bathroom, my body started to tremble involuntarily.

After all, this place is still full of pain and humiliation for me.

I took off my clothes and turned on the shower.

The moment the water gushed out, my body shook violently uncontrollably, and fear surged in my heart, as if someone would break in the next moment, push me against the wall or the ground, and violate me. body of.

I didn't even dare to get close to the shower, for fear of the water pouring on me, so I could only lean on the wash cabinet. The white porcelain sink was hard and cold, and it hurt my lower back.

It turns out this is muscle memory.

But I still walked over. I knew that if I wanted to find my brother, there were some things I had to endure.

Don't worry, brother, I can bear it very well and I will be able to find you soon, I thought while dripping with water.

After the shower, I dried myself off, put on my pajamas and walked out.

"Why does it take so long to wash it? Manman! Come on! It's time to eat!" My mother called me over while helping me serve the rice.

I noticed that my aunt was not here today, and it was my mother who cooked the food herself.

At the dinner table, after just a few bites, my dad said after careful consideration,

"Xiu Man, when do you want to... go back to school?"

Before I could say anything, my mother interrupted him rudely.

"Why are you bringing this up! Let the children eat first!"

"It's okay, Mom, I think... after the new year, let me get used to it for a few more days." I took over the words.

"It's good to get used to it." My dad gave me a piece of meat with chopsticks. "Where are your classmates? Do you want to contact them?"

"No, they are about to take their final exams, and I don't want to disturb them." I refused decisively.

"Anyway, there will be plenty of time to keep in touch in the future." I thought for a while and added.

My parents had smiles of satisfaction and relief on their faces.

Before February, my dad slept on the sofa in the living room almost every day to avoid any unusual movements in my room. My mother would often quietly open my door at night and stand there looking at me for a long time.

They did pay a lot for me, and I feel a little sorry for them.

Although it is impossible for me to change my mind, I will feel guilty and uncomfortable to a certain extent.

Until one day I heard them whispering at night that although my brother was dead, Fangfei Academy had indeed cured my disease.

I'm tired.

The world is really not worth it, only my brother is worth it.

It's February, and I feel like my parents have relaxed a little, and as the new year is approaching, their company is still busy with a lot of things. From their point of view, my performance is no longer normal.

But I don’t want my brother to spend the New Year alone.

There are snowflakes in the sky, and the chill outside the window is very strong. Although it is not as strong as the New Year atmosphere in the past, the streets are still filled with lanterns and colorful lights, and they are full of joy.

Today is New Year's Eve, and my parents have already stocked up on a lot of New Year's goods. They don't go to work today. My dad is posting couplets outside the door, and my mom is mixing dumpling fillings with her own hands in the kitchen.

It really feels like home.

The Spring Festival Gala started on time in the evening. My mother cooked a large table of dishes. We sat on the sofa and ate and watched.

It's exactly the same as a few years ago, as if nothing happened. My dad is still my dad, my mom is still my mom, and I... am still me.

The unforgettable singing tonight sounds, and the new year is here.

Happy New Year, brother. I said in my heart.

The gorgeous fireworks cut through the night, making the night colorful and covering up the original starlight.

"Manman, the Spring Festival Gala is over, get ready to rest." My dad stood up from the sofa and yawned, looking exhausted. My mother also yawned.

"Mom and Dad, please go to bed first. I think some of the sketches are very interesting and I want to watch the replay." I held the remote control to adjust the replay, with a look of great interest on my face.

"It's so late, you..." Before my father could finish speaking, he was interrupted by my mother,

"If your child wants to watch, let him watch! It's the Chinese New Year!" My mother glared at my dad, "Ignore your dad, watch whatever you want to watch."

"Thank you, Mom. Good night, Mom and Dad." I smiled happily at my mother, picked up the juice on the table and took a sip.

My parents went back to the room, and I watched the skit five times with no expression on my face. Until I could hear my dad's steady snoring, I stood up, put on my coat, and took a fruit-peeling knife from the kitchen.

The TV in the living room was still on, and the light reflected on the wall was colorful.

Before leaving the house, I took a look at my parents' room.

No offense intended, but I hope they don't have children in the future.

I opened the door gently, walked out, and came to the top of the building.

Every year from now on, people will celebrate together because I went to find my brother.

The wind on the roof of the building was quite strong late at night. It was a cold wind after all, and it made people feel chilly.

I squatted down and, using the light of the emergency light, used a fruit knife to carve my brother and I's tattoos back on our ankles.

The moment the metal pierced the skin, blood rushed out. It hurt a little, but it made me calm, especially at night like this.

The lines with blood are beautiful.

I threw away the fruit knife and walked to the railing.

There was indeed a rare tranquility at night. I stretched out my hand, and snowflakes started to drift again. I could see it very clearly under the dim yellow street light. It should be covered with snow early tomorrow morning.

I raised my head, and saw that the night sky was so deep, with thick and dark clouds gathering together, and the unique and powerful momentum that made the people look so small and insignificant.

But I have never been so relaxed, never so addicted, and never so awake.

I jumped from the seventeenth floor and fell into my brother's arms.

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MTLer's note: this book is extremely depressing