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Chapter 3090

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It was my first time stepping into a brand new apartment building. It was my first time seeing an elevator. The small but exquisite three rooms and two living rooms were filled with novelty.

I felt uneasy and uneasy, but at the same time, I felt an inexplicable sense of anticipation.

This way, the family of four could be reunited!

When I was in primary school, although my parents often came back, they weren't always by my side, so it was inevitable that we would feel distant.

But everything in the city was new!

After moving to the city, I quickly got used to it.

But the only thing I wasn't used to was …

Dongyu and I were sleeping in separate rooms!

"Dongyu, you're all grown up. You're going to be a big boy soon. You can't sleep with your sister anymore!"

Mother lectured us seriously. "In the past, it might not have been a big deal for you to sleep in the same bed! But now, Dongyu is in junior high school and is already thirteen years old. You're ten years old. It's time to try to be independent! Chunchun, you'll sleep alone in your room tonight! "

It was almost an order, and there was no room for refusal.

I looked at her blankly, uneasy about sleeping alone.

"I don't want to!"

I immediately shook my head like a broken drum and hugged Dongyu tightly, refusing to let go. "I don't want to sleep in separate rooms from my brother!"

"This is outrageous!"

Father muttered at the side, "He's not a child anymore! Dongyu is already so old, how can he keep sleeping in the same bed as you? What does that look like? "

At that time, I didn't understand why they had to split us up this way.

Because back in my hometown, Dongyu and I had always slept in the same bed and slept on the same bed.

I was used to sleeping with him in my arms. I definitely wasn't used to sleeping alone.

But how would I know then?

Dongyu was thirteen years old, at the age of puberty. This puberty didn't just refer to the development of height, weight, and vocal cords. It was the most important part of a teenager's development —

Sexual development.

My understanding of this was zero. Hence, I didn't understand why Mother was so insistent on sleeping in separate rooms.

On the night we slept in separate rooms, I lay on the bed, hugging the blanket, but tears kept falling.

My imagination was surprisingly rich. Without Dongyu by my side, I couldn't help but let my imagination run wild. I kept having the feeling that there was a face outside the window and a person hiding under the bed. Outside the crack in the door, there seemed to be someone eyeing us covetously.

It was as if he was besieged on all sides.

Trapped in the fear of the dark night, I didn't even dare to stretch my feet out of the bed. I was afraid that there would be a hand under the bed that would grab my feet at any moment and drag me into the endless abyss of hell!

In the end, I cried, feeling wronged. I muttered to myself, "Why is my mother so cruel?" So cruel!?

Then, he fell asleep in a daze.

The next few days were even more miserable. Before going to bed, after my mother left, I couldn't wait to turn on the lights. It was as if the strange evil spirits would retreat as soon as I turned on the lights!

I don't know where such a stupid idea came from. The world of children is always so naive.

Of course, turning on the lights to sleep gave him some peace of mind.

But the next day, his mother would always find out that he didn't turn off the lights to sleep, and then he would be severely reprimanded.

One night, I tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. So I tiptoed into Dongyu's room.

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