But the man had no strength left.

I can't even remember what I wanted to say.

Darkness gradually enveloped him.

…

"elder brother!"

The young man's heart skipped a beat.

"doctor!"

…

"Xiaomin!"

"Xiaomin!"

It wasn't until someone pushed his shoulder that the boy raised his head blankly, "...Mom?"

"Xiao Min..."

The woman's lips trembled, "Xiao, Xiaohao...how is he?"

…

The young man glanced at the operating room.

Then he shook his head.

A look of despair.

…

The woman stumbled back a few steps.

He was held by a man.

"Don't scare yourself."

The man said calmly

"The doctor hasn't said anything yet..."

"It's fine."

"Xiao Hao's kid will be fine..."

"Will not……"

…

"Blood……"

The young man murmured, "Brother lost a lot of blood..."

…

A choked sob escaped the woman's throat.

The woman hurriedly covered her mouth.

…

The waiting time was long and painful.

There was a faint noisy sound not far away.

But here, it is so quiet that it makes people restless.

The boy bit his finger.

…

The sound in his ears made the young man stand up suddenly.

The operation is over!

…

"Feel sorry."

The doctor who came out looked tired and apologetic.

The boy opened his eyes wide.

Feel sorry?

Why are you sorry?

What's the meaning?!

…

The boy heard his mother's cry.

The sound of fists hitting the wall was heard.

Many voices were heard.

It seemed like nothing was heard.

"……elder brother……"

The hoarse voice was so hoarse that even he himself didn't hear it.

…

No matter how sad it is, the person who left has already left.

Those who are alive should always live well.

After the funeral, he walked into his brother's bedroom for the first time.

He wants to tidy up and tidy up his brother's room.

It was originally my mother's job, but he "stole" the job.

In just a few days, my mother has aged a lot.

He looked...sad.

He knew that his mother would definitely cry when she was packing up her brother's things.

He didn't want his mother to cry anymore.

…

The boys' room is very simple.

My brother also has the habit of tidying up, so at first glance, there is really nothing to tidy up.

The boy pursed his lips.

He was stunned for a while before he started to move.

All things: clothes, shoes, books... must be put away in boxes one by one.

…

The boy opened the drawer.

Um?

What's this?

round……

The boy pulled off the cloth covering it.

The next second, he was stunned.

"...Jade...ball?"

…

A jade ball slightly smaller than an adult's fist.

There seemed to be a faint light shining in the dark drawer.

…

His brother's last words suddenly echoed in his mind.

The boy clenched his fists.

He actually forgot?!

He hit himself hard on the head.

...

His brother's departure was a huge blow to him.
To be continued...