The wind was very cold this day. On the desolate street, there were two old man holding hands and walking quietly on the street. They walked very slowly, and from time to time there were one or two fallen leaves on their cheeks.
One of them is blind, and the blind is a younger brother.
The blind man gasped and said, "Brother, I can't go anymore, I'm a little tired."
My brother stopped and said, "Then let's take a break."
The benches by the roadside were covered with dead leaves and dust. The brother wiped his sleeve back and forth several times, then leaned over and blew it to help the blind man sit down.
The blind brother said, "Brother, I want to talk to you."
"Okay, what do you want to talk about." My brother said. He took off his vest and put it on the blind man. The blind man was weak and trembling.
The blind man rolled his eyes, as if trying to stare into the distance, or looking at the distant past, and then he quietly said: "Time flies so fast, in the blink of an eye, it has been more than sixty years. These sixty years Thanks to you, I might have already died."
"No way, I'm the elder brother." The elder brother nodded with a smile, "In this life, it's like a dream, it's really too fast, haha."
The brother laughed, and the blind man subconsciously held his hand and said: "Brother, you have taken care of me for more than 60 years, do you regret it? I have caused you too much trouble, my heart, Very, very guilty."
"Actually, I am very happy." My brother sighed softly in his heart.
My brother suddenly remembered that when he first saw his brother, he was less than two years old, and he didn't remember anything at that age.
Later, when he grew up, suddenly one day, his brother couldn't see anything.
The parents told him that you are the elder brother and he is the younger brother. If the younger brother becomes blind, you have to become his crutches.
Later, his father passed away. Before he died, his father said, "Hold your brother's hand and don't let him live alone forever." He nodded, tears streaming down his face.
For so many years, my father's words have been in my brother's heart, and I have never forgotten that my brother has never married a wife, and has always lived by himself. My brother has never married a wife because of his brother. In this way, the two depend on each other.
The elder brother used his entire life to fulfill his promise to his father.
"Brother, you are a real man." My brother said with light in his godless eyes.