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lit. brotherly and friendly, brotherly and friendly attack (idiom); fig. a close friendship
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My name is Luo Shaoyou. That's me when I was two years old, crying, with my arms held behind my back, looking like the suffering Christ. My brother's name is Luo Shao Gong. The guy in the photo with the precocious look on his face, holding me in a grappling position despite my struggles, was him when he was two years old. Yes, we're twins. Though there was no similarity between us from head to toe, inside and out, other than the fact that we were both male. It's more common to say that I look like my father and think like my mother, and he looks like his mother and thinks like his father. That's not a compliment to me, not at all. In other words, I'm the unfortunate product of all my parents' flaws. Except for the fact that I breathed the air of this world ten minutes before he did, I was nothing but an untalented, ungrateful, untalented, ungrateful, ungrateful, ungrateful person.