Reflected in all aspects.

My brother basically helped me think about and resist everything.

I like to sing. My dad said that playing with things would kill one's ambition, but my brother said it's okay, as long as he gets good grades.

I spent money lavishly, spending a month's money in half a month. My brother said he had nothing to spend money on, so he gave me all the money he had left.

I had poor grades and wanted to study liberal arts, but my father, who was an engineer, was not very supportive. My brother enrolled in science, so my father relented.

I felt that I would be monitored by my parents when I went to college in my hometown, so I said I wanted to go to college elsewhere. My mother definitely wouldn’t support it (because my father works out of town and my mother is very lonely). My brother said it was okay and he could just stay.

My brother will always let me go. No matter how much I scold him, he will never say anything back.

He will always protect me.

He will protect me when there is danger or threat from outside.

He would accommodate me, promise me many things, give up playing games for me, spend time with my roommates, etc., just chat with me.

He will take great care of my body.

If I feel uncomfortable, he will be worried and nervous, and then help me buy something to relieve my pain.

He will never dislike me.

When we eat and drink, you take a bite and I take a bite.

Never dislike me.

I can't eat it for him.

He will kill by touching his head.

Sometimes he touches my head.

Look at me with a smile.

When he sent me to the station, he would keep looking at me until I was gone.

He was afraid that I would not be able to find the car. I could see him searching for me with his eyes in the distance.

In short, my brother is the kind of person who can pamper me to the heavens.

We often walk arm in arm.

Sleep on his shoulder.

He is my favorite brother.

I cried very sadly on my brother's wedding day, because my brother is very good but has one obvious shortcoming, he is ugly, so I have always felt at ease, thinking that no one would want him if he is ugly, so he can only spend his life with me.

My brother will always belong to me alone.

Who knew that his other advantages completely covered up this shortcoming, and there was still a very outstanding girl who married her, and my brother was "robbed" like this.

On our wedding day, my sister-in-law's dad and I were "heartbroken" together.