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Chapter 45 "Candy" Part Two

It was the first night of the high school entrance examination, and it rained heavily.

The tests on the second day were English and science.

After reviewing English and science early, I left the room.

But I found that there was no one at home and the food on the table was hot.

But my parents and younger brother were all gone. My first reaction was that my parents went out to look for my younger brother again.

I once again came to the balcony where my brother loved to hide. At this time, I found sheets tied into ropes on the balcony.

Our house is on the third floor.

I saw a footprint on the outdoor unit of the air conditioner.

There was a small footprint on the outdoor unit of the air conditioner that was originally mixed with water and dust. The one without shoes was obviously his brother's footprints.

I looked out the window at the pouring rain.My heart trembled, he must have just been at the canteen.

My parents were not at home, so I sat on the sofa and breathed for a while.

The door opened, and I expected my parents to take my brother home.

But only my parents came back.

I asked where my brother was.

Mom just kept crying.

Dad said he hadn't found it yet.

I called the police, and my father immediately went to the police station.

After a while of busy work, the three of them stayed at home and waited for news.

When everyone was sitting on the sofa at a loss, the phone at home rang.

Dad answered the phone.

My brother is found.

There is a supermarket over the phone.

It turned out that the younger brother who had rolled down the window ran into a nearby supermarket.

Hiding under the bulk candy container and eating them one by one.

It was the staff who saw him. When he saw him, his pockets were filled with candy wrappers and they were all wet.

The staff asked for a long time, but my brother refused to say anything.

In the end, he used candy to trick him into calling his home phone number.

Mom took Dad out of the door and went straight to the supermarket.

I also followed.

It was raining heavily, and I stood at the door of the supermarket holding an umbrella.

I watched my mother holding my brother's hand and apologizing to the supermarket staff.

From that day on, I knew that my brother couldn’t live without sugar.

When the high school entrance examination score line came down, my score was enough to choose many high schools.

And my younger brother also started to get crazier day by day.

If you don't give your brother candy, he will make a fuss.

They may even start to harm themselves.

The mother had no choice but to take her brother to a nursing home.

It was actually a mental hospital because my parents could no longer control my younger brother.

During this period, the younger brother began to receive treatment with sedative drugs.

Something else happened during this period.

Next door to my brother lives a patient with depression who has had a cold for a long time and has not recovered.

After switching to Chinese medicine, he complained to the nurse about the bitterness in his mouth, and the nurse brought him a few candies.

Then he was attacked by his younger brother. Although he stopped him in time, he was seriously injured.

No one could have imagined that a seven-year-old child would have such power.

The younger brother was placed in a separate ward, and it was not even recommended that family members visit him again.

In order to escape my younger brother in high school, I went to high school in a neighboring city.

The days passed quickly and I had a lot of fun playing with my classmates and friends.

The only time they are unhappy is when they ask or discuss their brothers, sisters, and brothers.

Of course they would ask me, and I would just shake my head and say I don’t have any brothers or sisters.

As for summer and winter vacation, I don’t even want to go home.

I would say that if I go to work or intern, my parents can’t do anything about it.

But they often call me to tell me about my brother's condition.

Of course, a lot of things happened to my brother.For example, even in the hospital, my brother can still get a lot of candy.

As for how he got it, no one knows.

All I know is that when I regularly open my brother's pillow, I can always find a pile of candy wrappers.

There is nothing my parents can do about my brother, and the doctor also said that the disease can only be gradual.

And the most common thing they said to me on the phone was that my brother missed me.

The three years of high school passed so quickly, I was afraid to go back to my home even for the Chinese New Year.

During this period, I only went back once during my senior year in high school, and it was not easy for my family to reunite.

The father who drank too much said that he would go to see his younger brother as a family tomorrow.

I refused, and of course I made enough excuses.

After four years of college, I never returned to my home.

And I’m making fewer and fewer phone calls.

One day during my junior year of college, I received a call from my mother.

My mother is very happy to say that my brother is recovering from his illness and his mood is very stable.

My mother and father discussed and planned to take my brother home for treatment.

I just agreed on the phone but really didn't know how to face it.

I became more and more distant from home.

On the eve of college graduation, my parents called me about my younger brother and said that he was getting healthier.He also said that my younger brother really wanted to see me recently and asked me to go back home as soon as possible.

After graduating from college, I had no choice but to go home.

In June, the weather is extremely hot.

Crickets and cicadas are noisily telling me that it is summer.

When I arrived at the door of my house from a distance, I smelled a strange smell.

I took out the keys I had brought to my home in high school, wondering if I could still open the door.

Insert gently and turn.

Successfully opened the door.

The strange smell is stronger.

I walked in doubtfully.

Everything is in the same place, almost as it was when I left.

Nothing has changed.

"Dad, Mom." I shouted.

But no response.

There was no one in the kitchen, bedroom, or study room.

He probably went out.

I came to my door and just put my hand on the door.

But I heard footsteps.

I turned my head.

But I found a muscular man standing in front of me, a head taller than me.

The man has long hair shawl-shouldered and a muscular back.

But his body seemed to have not been washed for a long time. The man put his hands behind his back and said, "Brother."

"Who are you?" I opened the door to my room and felt something was wrong.

"Brother, eat candy." The younger brother stretched out his left hand, holding a huge candy.

"Are you my brother?" I said fearfully, taking a step back and entering the room.

I found the source of the stench, which was my parents who were highly decomposed.

"Brother, eat sweets." My brother said again and walked into my room.

At this time, I looked at my brother. In his right hand behind his back, he held the kitchen knife that my mother used for cooking.

"Brother, eat candy." The younger brother said for the third time, and handed over the candy on his left hand again.

I took out my wallet from my pocket and said to my brother: "Brother, I'll give you the money. How about you buy more delicious candies?"

My brother slapped my wallet away with the hand holding the candy, and then stretched out the huge candy.

I subconsciously took the candy.

"Brother, eat it quickly, it's delicious candy." My brother looked at me with a smile. I have never seen him so happy.

I opened the candy wrapper, and inside it was an eyeball from my father or my mother.

(You can use Baidu Sugar Addiction as a reference)
(End of this chapter)