My brother, not my brother. I have a brother who is 10 years older than me. We grew up together. Our parents were often on business trips or abroad, rarely taking care of us. As far as I can remember, it was always my brother who took care of me. My brother loves me dearly, even to the point of interfering with my right to make friends, which is why I've only had one close female friend since childhood. Now I'm 17 years old and haven't even held a boy's hand yet. My brother is 27 years old, a genius high-IQ hacker, a warm-hearted man with a mysterious job. All women compete to date him, and he comes from a good family background.
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That day, I was chatting with my best friend at a café. She told me she discovered my brother has a side that nobody knows about. She once saw my brother going in and out of a company that looked very scary, and warned me to be careful. Perhaps, my brother is not really my brother. Just as I was pondering this, a voice I knew all too well came from behind me: 'What are you doing? You seem lost in thought.' How did my brother come here?
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