"Bro...brother, big brother, where are you?" As the oil lamp went out, the Fat Man shouted in panic, really afraid that his big brother would leave him behind, which would truly leave him with no way out but death.
Never before did he think being fat was bad, but at this moment, the Fat Man hated it to death and decided if he had the chance to escape, he would definitely lose weight, lose weight, lose weight.
"Why are you shouting? I'm right here," said the Thin Man irritably. He wanted to run, but the problem was he couldn't move!
Fat Man wasn't reassured and added, "Big brother, I'm your brother, you can't leave me behind and run away!"
"Don't say that, we're blood brothers, how could I leave you behind?"
"Big brother, you're so good to me!"
"Fatty Brother, don't say that. You even helped me block those insane attacks; of course, I'm grateful and have to treat you well."
