“Brother.”Vanity shouted.

Does one’s life still fit?If I regret it now, I can pick you up now and take you to Uncle Mo's."On the other side of the phone came the sound of Van Gogh’s indifference.

At first glance, it really seems to be mocking Fanny.

After all, she is seventeen years old, not seven years old, how can she not even have basic life skills?

But Vanessa knew that he wasn’t mocking her.

From a young age, there is the daughter of Vanyu, and the sister control of Van Gogh, Vanity, Vanity, is a typical little overlord.

The king dominates!

What she wanted, what she wanted to eat, what she wanted to drink, almost didn’t have to do it herself.

Van Gogh would take care of her.

For a long time, she seemed to get used to taking care of him.

In fact, when Vannie was very young, she knew that Van Gogh was not her own brother.

This is what Van Gogh himself told her.

It was a year of Spring Festival, the lights were bright, and the doors of every household were pasted with pairs and hung with colored lights.

Standing in the courtyard at night, you can look up at the fireworks and look at the sky.

She was still a little one, sitting on the grass of the yard, leaning in his arms, not watching fireworks, complaining to him that only his mother had kissed her when his father went out in the morning, and did not kiss her little face, whether she did not love her.

Van Gogh was very indulged in her, and he listened to her mutter quietly.

How long she had been talking, she could not remember, only that when she looked up, she saw his dazed and lost face.

The eyes of the black, like the beautiful sundze, stared at her for a moment.

Seeing her stagger, she reached out and touched her head, and seriously told her: "Dad will not love you, mother is also."

“Mom and Dad love my brother too!”She thought that the loss of Van Gogh was because she felt that her mother and father loved her more than loved him, so she spoke very well.

Who knew that Van Gogh heard her words, only to drop her eyes and gently answered, "Well, I know."

She did not like to see her brother unhappy, and when she just wanted to coax him, Van Gogh suddenly asked, "If I were not your brother, would you still like my brother as you are now?"

“I like it!”She answered without thinking.

At that time, she still did not know the difference between "brother" and "brother", thinking that her brother so hurt her, of course, she liked it.

The next morning, in order to understand, she also ran to ask her mother, if the brother is not her brother, will leave them, she is reluctant to leave the brother.

After she asked the question, she obviously saw that her mother’s face had changed.

Then I saw my brother coming out of the room, standing behind them.

Since then, she has understood that she has accumulated virtue in her previous life, and she will have such a good brother in this life.

She really does look like a child raised by her brother.

"I've just finished bathing, and I'm going to help the dog take a bath."Vanessa stared at the five dogs in front of her, and said nothing.

She seemed to take good care of herself.

“Do you bathe your dog?”Need some help?”The voice of Van Gogh is a little incredible.

When Vanity heard what he was concerned about, she could hardly resist, and suddenly remembered waiting for him in the hospital.

He now has a girlfriend to take care of and she has to learn to take care of herself.

"No, I'll be busy first."

Fanny hung up the phone in a hurry, looked up, and heard her help bathing on the top five, full of distrustful dog eyes...

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PS: I ran outside for 12 days, and finally came home, first a chapter of leave, and then tomorrow there will be eight more haha.