Please tell a story that you and the takeaway brother fell in love and killed each other.

On a hot noon, I got a call from the delivery man. I didn't see my little brother when I went down. At noon, I was angry at the thought of DOTA's suspension, and then I saw my little brother running over with a meal. Then tell me that the door was stopped by the security guard and I can't come in by bike. Immediately, my brother's image is tall and dedicated.