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I can go to the ends of hell with my parents.
But between us, there is still a Heter.
Heter is my brother's name.
Tomorrow is Heter's tenth birthday.
He has been extremely bright and lovely since birth, but he also loved whining and crying, as well as had bad sleeping habit, almost fell off the bed for countless times. There were times when our parents went to the district to buy goods, he got up earlier than expected, cried so hard and refused every toys and sweets I gave. I had to hug him, sit on the front porch overlooking the main road, and point at every passing car and tell him that it’s our parents coming back, then pretended to be sorry that guessed wrongly.
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