Why does my younger brother look at me like that?

When I was eleven, my twin brother, Li Mingyu, disappeared. No one could find him, and the police concluded it was a runaway. Six years after his disappearance, Li Mingyu's memory had become increasingly blurred in most people's minds. No one knew that it was I who suggested taking the directionally challenged Li Mingyu out to play that day, and then abandoned him in Dragonfly Ridge, far from home. I hated that face that looked exactly like mine, hated everything he had. But then Li Mingyu reappeared, in the seventh year after his disappearance, when I was eighteen. * We shared joy, brilliance, and love. We shared tears, restraint, and disappointment. A seemingly innocent but actually cunnin...