Who do you think of when you are alone?

When you are alone, who do you think of?

"When you are alone, you will think of who you want, if you want to find someone to accompany you, your happiness is sad, only I can understand..."

Suddenly hearing this song, curiosity will open, right, when I am alone, who will I think of?

At 12 o'clock, I went to the pharmacy to buy medicine alone. When I walked on the road, I always felt that there was a sense of emptiness. Looking at the quiet road, only the reflection of the tree and a bit of cool breeze accompanied me. After I bought the medicine, I was dizzy. Shen returned home.

After taking the medicine and applying the ointment, the pungent smell is always floating around the nose, and the ghost is not scattered. I was so annoyed that I struggled on the bed, couldn't sleep, looked at the scenery outside the window, and suddenly felt that it was so charming. Today's night sky, without the moon's foil, the moon's point, but still beautiful.

On such a night, I reminded me of my brother who was always noisy around me. Every time, when I was sick or couldn't sleep at night, he would accompany me to play games, chat or sleep.

The night before my brother left, when I was insomnia, I might have thought about it because I didn’t give up. That night, my brother sat on the side of the bed and sang to me, even if his singing voice made me laugh, but this time, I don’t know why, the smile suddenly turned into tears. I didn't make a sound, pretending to be a photo, I just felt that someone was gently covering the quilt, turning off the light and walking out of the door.

I don't care, maybe it's not very good. He was ready to leave the next morning. I only heard my brother and mother talking in a whisper:

"Would you like to ask your old girl to get up and send you?"

"No, let her sleep well." But who knows, in the room, I can only secretly hide in the bed and cry, I feel that I am very useless, where is my strong forever in front of my brother? Why am I so weak now that I can't even say "goodbye".

That time, it was my regret. From an early age, I never called him a "brother." Now, please allow me to call you "brother."

This song reminds me of him. When I am alone, I will think of him.

Second day: Zeng Jiahong