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When I opened my eyes again, my mother was squatting in front of me with a loving look on her face:

"Baby Luna, there is a little brother in my belly now. Do you want a little brother who can play with you?"

The mother is holding two Ultraman toys in her hands, and not far away is the father's newly bought blue crib, which is particularly eye-catching.

I looked down at the only pink bunny doll tightly held in my chubby little hands, and instantly realized that I was back, back to the past.

This time, I will never let myself become a blood bag for my brother again, and I will never be bound by the empty affection of my parents.

My father induced me with expectation: "Baby, there is a little brother in my belly. Aren't you always afraid of sleeping alone? With a little brother in the family, you will never feel lonely again."

My father in my previous life also said this.

However, after my little brother was born, I felt lonelier than ever.

My mother no longer told me bedtime stories, and my father no longer held me on his lap. I became a invisible person in the family almost overnight.

I was asked to be sensible, to take care of my younger brother, and to take on the responsibilities of an older sister.

And at that time, I was only five years old.