夜凉如水。在这个暗香浮动却又没有月光的夜晚,一个人翻来覆去睡不着。给你写下这段文字,你会不会睁大你的眼睛,鄙视我的不够浪漫?楚,在我的脑海里,你依然是笑得一脸灿烂的阳光模样。依然永留在你的妈妈——我的后母的记忆里。你稚气的脸上多了些许不易察觉的苍白。那时的我,只知道你将成为我的哥哥,你的母亲也将成为我母亲,第二个。 Night cool like water. In the evening of the subtle fragrance floating without moonlight, a person can not sleep over and over again. Write this text to you, you will not open your eyes, despise me is not romantic enough? Chu, in my mind, you are still smiling face look brilliant sunshine. Still remain in your mom - my mother’s memory. Your childish face a little more imperceptible pale. At that time, I only knew that you would become my brother and your mother would become my mother, the second one.