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Before he fell from the tree and died, his face was jet-black. When people found him, they found that his little head just hit the hard rock under the tree, and the blood-colored stream had gathered under him, and he died early.
There was only me standing under the tree. As for why my brother climbed onto the tree, and why he fell, I can’t remember at all. There was only death in that memory, because my brother’s face was black death.
“If you go out and play well, how can you… fall to death?” The stepfather, who loves his brother, cried heartily while holding his brother’s body. I was placed in the corner farthest from my brother’s body by my mother, and I could see the black on my brother’s face gradually receding, turning into a pale face. I smiled slightly, happy for my brother whose face turned pure white. The living brother is a bad boy who likes to make trouble and bully people. He who died seemed to be forgiven by God, so he gave him a pure white face. The white-faced brother must have arrived in heaven.
The mother comforted her stepfather: “Be careful of your body, Junjun is gone, we still have Hanhan!” After marrying her stepfather, the mother always called her elder brother “Junjun” gently. This is not fair. When I gritted my teeth and endured the punches and kicks of my stepfather, my mother could only cowardly cry and beg him “Don’t fight, please don’t fight”, and then she still gave them a pure white smile. It’s a pity that stepfather never accepted me as someone else’s child.
So when I stood next to his stepfather’s dead son intact, he must regard me as the murderer of his son. The stepfather kicked me hard, and I lay quietly in the corner, suffering severe pain in the kicked stomach. The stepfather replayed the role of a benevolent father and cried to his only son: “Junjun, why did you fall? Why did you die?”
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“I have already said that my brother’s face is too dark, that is a face that will die. Your face has turned black, and you will die too!” I tried to shrink myself into a ball with Protecting my aching stomach with my hands and feet, I shouted with all my strength. My curse made the stepfather utterly angry. He shook off his mother who was trying to stop him, grabbed my hair, and landed a huge slap on my face.
Bright red blood flowed from the corner of my mouth immediately. “You monster! You cursed Junjun, I told you to shut up!” The stepfather was so scared of my “cursing ability” that his palm was shaking, but he was not willing to stop. The mother screamed in horror, and took her stepfather’s feet again, but was kicked away by the angry stepfather. She clutched her belly and slowly stood up, picked up the thing that was shining with silver and white light, and held it high.
The stepfather left me, turned and rushed towards my mother. Just before I closed my eyes, I saw the red liquid jetting out, and the faces of both mother and stepfather turned black.