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After the crazy old man left, my sister fell asleep hugging me and the painting that was put back under the pillow.
Even in my sleep, my sister was still sobbing, so I couldn't stop myself from crying. It's just that I held back the tears so that you don't have to feel more sad.
I'm no longer a child who doesn't understand what you have done for me, even since you were in high school you have fought so hard just to make sure I get the freedom to choose whatever I like.
And I also realized that the one who suffered the most was my brother. I'm so depressed, I even know that you use some kind of illegal drugs just to reduce stress and reduce your tiredness.
I don't mind it, because no matter what brother he is, he's still an older brother, it's just that I regret the fate that led to my brother's steps.
