At the age of seven, I had my own thoughts.

That feeling is like you can stop listening to what others say.

I am no longer so simple, and I can start to think about right and wrong independently.

Only then did I realize that I was just a substitute.

Or it is a redundant thing. With my brother, I don’t need me anymore. I am a burden, a burden, or a crane.

My brother is three years older than me.

I use my brother’s remaining things, I wear sneakers my brother uses, clothes my brother has worn, and toys my brother has played with.

My brother and I celebrated my birthday on the same day. Although my father said that my brother’s birthday was June 3 and I was June 29, it would be better to spend the two birthdays together than to spend extravagantly and waste them.

A big cake, divided by two of us children.

My mother had a set of her own words about her behavior, saying: "It's not that I can't wear it. Do you know how expensive it is to buy new ones? He is crazy at home, but you don't know how exaggerated his clothes are? Don't smoke, get out and smoke outside."

Yes, my mother seems to have always thought of me.

My childhood was almost always locked in my second bedroom.

The door is a two-way handle with a keyhole door lock, and the key can be opened freely from the inside or outside.

When I can't get out, I can only be in a small room.

Drilling on the bed and on the floor, my brother told me the story of Ultraman.

And handed me his toy box, and I was in the room to make up for the plot of Ultraman fighting monsters.

There is nothing here, and nothing is good.

There are often no one at home, and after the second bedroom is locked, there is only one urine pot.

The careless father often forgot to pour water and snacks for me, which made me thirsty and hungry all day long.

Everyone gets together for dinner, and I always eat a lot.

My day has turned into breakfast and dinner, and I can only be hungry for lunch.

Fortunately, my brother will always accommodate me.

There are often no one at home, and my parents go to work.

My brother would go to a place called school, and I could only stay at home.

My parents often have visitors, and they all come to give gifts. I know that my parents are professors in the Science and Technology Park, and my brother and I obviously have inherited excellent genes.

My brother has always said that he was attending school improvement classes, and I also wanted to go to school, but I could only stay at home.

I haven't been to school, but I know I'm very smart.

During dinner that day, I secretly took away my mother's hair card from her dressing table because my brother described to me the movie scene where a bad guy used a hair card to unlock the lock.

After no one is left during the day, I will try to use a weaving card to open the door.

Ten minutes, half an hour, one hour, the keyhole was worn out by me but finally opened.

After that day, my second bedroom was a decoration.

You can lock the door from the outside, but just stuff two hairpins into the room and cross them at the keyhole. Then twist it like a key and it can be opened.

But my parents never knew that they rarely entered my room.

When I came in, I just changed the water and a urine basin, and then closed the door and locked it from outside.

By issuing cards, I can finally move around at home during the day.

The range of activities was wider, but I knew everything was going to be consistent.

I started to enter and exit the master bedroom and study room.

There are many books in the study room, with three sides.

I remembered what my brother said about reading? I would secretly hide one or two books in the second bedroom.

My brother's dictionary became my only way to learn? Fortunately, he once taught me how to read.

At the beginning, I could only lose one book for half a year. I needed to go through the dictionary and repeatedly view and guess every uncommon word.

But later I began to understand the text? My reading speed is getting faster and faster.

One book for half a month, one book for a week, and one book for a day, two books a day.

Time flies? I am fifteen years old in the blink of an eye.

My parents said that my brother went to a place called university and might not be able to see me for several years.

My brother's bedroom was empty? The TV in my brother's bedroom was moved to my room.

From then on, I had an extra entertainment program, which was watching TV.

But did Dad use a child lock? The TV obviously can only have two channels.

Children's cartoons and animal world.

Dad thought the children's lock he set was very smart? But he never thought that I had passed the grade of watching TV.

Usually I would turn on the TV and make loud noises as cover, and then continue to study secretly.

And the TV's children's lock actually answers the questions of addition, subtraction and multiplication.

My parents may really think I can't, but it's quite simple for me.

I would watch TV and other channels while my parents were away? But I got tired of it in a month.

No nutrition? The advertisements on TV are obviously all lie.

If you listen carefully, you will know that the news mentioned on TV is a good thing for the country.

The experts on TV are all nonsense without basis.

I'm tired of watching TV, and I've finished reading in the study.

I understand about 60% of the books in the study, and more of them need practical research to know right or wrong.

Some of them can’t remember? But you can remember them by looking through them again.

My father’s study computer became my next target, and it is really difficult to get a password.

I remember reading a computer repair book two years ago? After I found it in the study, I learned to read passwords from safe mode.

The password was actually my brother’s birthday, which surprised me a little.

Is computers really better than TVs? The troublesome thing is that the settings in the study and computer need to be restored every time they are used.

I saw what my dad was studying in my dad’s computer, about cloning.

I don't have any related books here? But I will open the word cloning in my browser: Asexual reproduction technology.

Cloning refers to the asexual reproduction of organisms through somatic cells, and a population composed of offspring individuals with exactly the same genotype formed by asexual reproduction.

Don’t say it? At the age of fifteen, I was numb when I saw this encyclopedia.

But after thinking about it carefully, I don’t look like my brother after giving up this day.

It’s not very similar to my parents, there are photos of my father since he was a child on the desk.

I would doubt it, but I understand I'm not a clone of them.

But I can't determine whether this matter has anything to do with me.

I started looking for information, and for the next month I was almost looking at cloning related content.

In 1952, Robert and Thomas successfully cloned the Northern Leopard Frog.

In 1963, Chinese scientist Tong Dizhou successfully cloned a female carp by injecting the genetic material of a male carp into the eggs of a female carp.

In 1996, the famous sheep Dolly died in 2003.

In 1998, the University of Hawaii.

In 2000, a pig called PLL in Scotland.

In 2003, a horse named Promita.

In 2017, a monkey called Zhongzhong in China.

From amphibians to mammals, to monkeys getting closer and closer to humans.
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