In the old dormitory, in the stained mirror, five or six-year-old Lin Mo stood there.

There was a calmness and coldness on his childish face that was not for his age.

Outside the mirror, Lin Mo was still crying.

In the mirror and outside the mirror, it was as if there were two completely different people with the same height and appearance, doing completely different actions.

"Brother, you have to help me. The fat tigers from Building 3 and others have joined forces to bully me!"

Five-year-old Lin Mo's voice was tender and full of grievance.

At this time, 'Lin Mo' in the mirror shook his head.

"I don't care, you have the ability to fight back." It was also a child's voice, but the voice was calm.

"You are my brother, I am being bullied, and you don't care?"

"I just said, don't care, just don't care."

"Then I'll tell dad about you."

"You dare!"

"You see if I dare, I'll go right now."

"Okay, okay, I'll help you, but only this time."

"Hey, thank you brother!"

If someone saw this scene at this time, they would find that from beginning to end, it was five-year-old Lin Mo talking to himself in the mirror...

Sometimes he cries, and sometimes he looks calm again.

Someone might find it interesting.

But if you look carefully, you will feel scary.

This is definitely not something a five-year-old child can play.

The screen changes.

In a small alley, a few children across the street who were older than Lin Mo were lying on the ground crying.

Some of these children were already in the first grade of elementary school, but they were all beaten to tears by Lin Mo.

"Listen carefully, if you bully my brother again, I will pull out all your teeth in an instant." Lin Mo threatened fiercely, and a chubby child opposite covered his red face and bravely asked: "Who is your brother?"

"Lin Mo!"

Lin Mo left after saying that.

It's quite a bit waving your sleeves, not taking away a trace of the wind and lightness of the clouds.

Anyway, the children who were beaten to the ground by him were stunned.

From then on, whenever he saw Lin Mo from a distance, he would take a detour.

In the old alleys, beside the alleys, along the river banks, and on the willow trees, cicadas chirp and birds sing; the spring wind, the autumn rain, and the scorching summer sun.

Lin Mo’s childhood memories were left here.

He lost his mother when he was a child, and his father raised him all by himself.

But Lin Mo didn't feel that he was unhappy.

Maybe it's because, growing up, I had my brother as my playmate.

Chat with him, play with him, if he is bullied, he will have his brother to stand up for him, and most importantly, his brother will not compete with him for delicious food.

Simple, ordinary, and full of childlike innocence.

This was Lin Mo's childhood.

"Xiao Mo, please remember not to tell dad about my affairs."

Lin Mo was leaning on the big willow tree at the entrance of the alley, almost half-lying with his eyes closed, holding a willow branch in his mouth, feeling the rustle of the willow leaves in the wind, feeling Seeing the warmth of the sun falling on his face through the gaps between the leaves, this was the most comfortable and comfortable moment for him and his brother.

The big willow tree is their secret base.

Of course, climbing trees has always been my brother's forte. After all, this location is nearly three meters above the ground, which is not too low. Lin Mo wouldn't be able to climb up by himself.

"Brother, why don't you let dad know you exist?" Five-year-old Lin Mo didn't quite understand this. He didn't even have the heart to think about why his brother was different from other people's brothers.

Except for himself, no one knows about his brother's existence.

Of course, the reason is not only because his brother is in the same body as him, but also because his brother never lets Lin Mo tell his existence.

Even my father can't talk about it.

As for why, my brother never said anything, and Lin Mo didn't say anything when asked.

"Brother, tell me another story." Lin Mo likes to listen to stories. Other children's mothers and fathers tell stories before going to bed, but Lin Mo doesn't.

But he has an older brother.

"Xiao Mo, what do you want to hear?"

"Let's make a big fuss in Heaven. You haven't finished speaking last time. I really like Zhu Bajie."

"OK."

A child's voice sounded from the branch of a tree, telling a story that only the two brothers could hear.

The screen changes again.

dark night.

It was quiet outside the old building, and occasionally someone would ride a bicycle passing under the streetlight.

Although the street lights are dim, there are always some moths and other flying insects around.

In the old building, Lin Mo was sleeping soundly.

But soon, he frowned and breathed rapidly, as if he was experiencing a terrible nightmare.

In a dream.

Lin Mo hid under the bed. He was very scared, so he covered his face with his little hands, but he was one of those addicted to food, and he still wanted to see it.

What he wanted to see was a ghost outside.

The house in the dream is very strange. Only a small part of the area can be seen outside, and most of it is pitch black.

Just in the darkness, stood a figure.

That's a ghost.

It exudes a unique cold and rancid smell.

Lin Mo didn't say that the other party was a ghost, it was his brother who said it. At this time, his brother was negotiating with the ghost.

Lin Mo didn't know what was said specifically, and couldn't hear it, but thinking about the horror of ghosts, Lin Mo couldn't help but tremble.

In this kind of 'foreign-related' work, it is always the elder brother who comes forward, and Lin Mo is always the one standing behind him.

He didn't feel embarrassed about this.

Lin Mo had nightmares like this where he could see ghosts almost every day. Of course, every time it was his brother who had to negotiate with those scary ghosts.

Lin Mo has become accustomed to it.

Sometimes ghosts are more obedient and will leave on their own after talking for a while.

But sometimes we encounter people who are disobedient.

If this is the case, the elder brother will have a fight with the disobedient ghost, and of course the elder brother will win every time.

So although Lin Mo was afraid, it was nothing more than that. He was not worried.

On the contrary, he also hopes to meet that kind of unreasonable ghost, so that his brother can teach him a lesson.

Watching a fight is definitely more interesting than watching a boring negotiation.

This negotiation did not go well.

Although Lin Mo couldn't hear what his brother said there, he could feel it.

Something is wrong.

But Lin Mo was scared and excited at the same time. If he had to compare, there might be more of the latter.

"Fight, fight."

Under the bed, Lin Mo clenched his fists and looked expectantly at his brother's back outside.

Soon, a strange laughter came from outside.

Accompanied by my brother's scolding.

"Don't be so shameless and get out of here!"

As soon as the voice fell, a pale hand suddenly stretched out from the darkness and dragged his brother into the darkness.

Lin Mo couldn't see it anymore, but he could hear the sound of fighting.
To be continued...