"You don't have to say," Butong leaned on the head of the bed, pale as paper, shaking his head uncontrollably. "I can't remember it, but it's impossible. My brother won't leave me. He hurts me so much, and he struggles with me and xiaoyueya. How can he not give up to come back? God won't be so cruel to me. I've lost a lot of people. I can't lose my brother any more... "

" you're right. You must have made a mistake. The current news can be made up for gimmicks. It's not so serious. I'm going to the airport to find him. He will come back. I'm going...