"Sister, it's not good for us to do this?"

"It's okay, don't worry, what are you worried about when doing your business?" I am worried because of your business.

The little boy said quietly in his heart, sticking out his tongue carefully, and couldn't help swallowing.

Her sister! He loves and hates him.

On the empty road, there were no vehicles around. Two rows of big trees standing tall beside the road, like two rows of heroic guards defending our homes and territory.

A little girl with two braids next to the road looks like she is fifteen or sixteen years old.

She was dragging a box and carrying a backpack, and she was petite but very powerful.

Behind her was a scoop, oh no, it was her younger brother.

The little boy looked only twelve or thirteen years old, and was a sixth grade student in elementary school. The girl in front was his sister, Li Siyu, a girl who had just entered the first year of high school.

"It's okay, just strode forward and follow your sister. I'm right."

"But we should always leave a phone number!"

"You are stupid, why are you making a phone call? Dad is more enthusiastic than when he comes back today. The two of them have not seen each other for two weeks, so if you don't see each other for three autumns, you will definitely get thunder and earthly fire, and then you will be out of control."

The little girl waved her hands while talking, her eyes shining brightly, and her dazzling appearance made the little boy sweat. This is a metaphor that if her parents heard it, she would faint.

"But do we think we are running away from home?"

"Today is my sister, I am going back to school. Of course, you, as your younger brother, have to send me it!"

Hello everyone, I am Li Siyu, the eldest daughter of Yao Xiaoping and Li Mingyu. I am now a high school student!

Everyone has seen me. I was so cute when I was a child, and I was still so cute when I grew up! I was intoxicated by myself...

The tall and thin little boy behind me is my younger brother Li Muchen, and everyone must know him too.

Does it feel very fast? In the blink of an eye, we are all older children.

It was so boring to stay at home for a few days on holiday.

I finally took advantage of the time to sneak out today. If I don’t have fun, I’m sorry for myself.

When I think about returning to the lovely school, I feel excited.

I will be able to see some of my best friends immediately. I am so happy that I can fly. My dear high school, I'm here!

"Okay, you can go back. Remember, when you enter the door, you should be quietly, and then quickly return to your own room without making any sounds. Close the door, bring your headphones, and be intoxicated by your music.

Then do your homework with peace of mind, and I will leave you here for the time being. Let's see you again in two weeks, my dear brother." He pouted and wanted to kiss his younger brother, but a boy escaped with difficulty.

"Okay, sister, goodbye. All the way is safe, then I'll leave first." Before the bus door was closed, a boy ran away.

I looked at the person who ran as fast as an arrow.

"This stupid brother, how honorable it is to have my sister's sweet kiss. He actually ran so fast, I really think he was ungrateful. Today I can't stop. Hehe!" He waved his slender fingers and his eyes were full of fierce light. He was determined to win, causing a cold flash from behind Li Muchen to be running.

From head to toe, trembled all over.

Why is it so cold suddenly when the sun shines brightly?

This guy is gone, it's so good! It means he can play freely. Oh yeah, it's great.

Looking back on the hardships that have been suffered over the years.

Li Muchen stopped slowly, turned around and looked at the bus that was moving away. He gave himself a cry of sadness.

He let out a heavy breath, took out his handkerchief and wiped it clean slowly, turning slowly, and moving forward slowly, not as desperate as he had just happened.

Ten years ago, on a dark and windy night, a boy's first kiss was taken away by a shameless little girl.

The little girl also cracked a mouth with teeth that had lost its teeth and laughed. The little boy's innocent eyes were shining with tears. He held his mouth, hugged her thighs, and cried.

"Good brother, don't cry anymore. Sister kisses you, you won't cry anymore. Just like to kiss your handsome face." He was so young that he didn't know that he had been ruined by the harsh hands.

And this person is his real sister. Yes, his sister who has bloodlines and blind dates with her father and mother, shamelessly took away his young purity.

Knowing that he grew up slowly, he realized that he was always obedient under her tyranny. Otherwise, he would be beaten to the ground for teeth.

Of course, this tooth is fake, not that she is really fierce, but that her sister is becoming more and more charming as she grows.

Just like what my mother said: This girl has become a deviant girl and is less like her own daughter. She looks like someone else’s girl.

Her appearance gathered the good looks of her parents, but her head became less and less reliable.

I really suspect that she was someone else's child who dropped the bag.

This is my natural talent. People say that my personality is born with appearance and is given by my parents. Everything has hereditary factors and unique talents.

But why did his sister only inherit her appearance? She has no hereditary personality, so miserable.

"Brother, be good. My sister has candy for you. Today, Dad went out, so Mommy must hide in the room and write novels.

Let me tell you, Mommy's novels are sore. I think I will definitely write better than her when I grow up."

That year, his six-year-old sister was 11 years old. They were five years apart. He was talented and tall at the age of six. He looked completely different from a six-year-old child to look like a teenager.

Unfortunately, his sister is not that tall, so why didn’t she grow any longer?

So I bought her a lot of nutritional supplements and pulled her braids to exercise every day.

But she secretly takes me with me every time. Only when I cry and my mother feels sorry for her to stop exercising.

Then she succeeded in her plan and was extremely proud.

Do you think such a sister is very bad? But sometimes she is so kind and so cute!

"Little cat, why are you injured? Is it okay for me to take a bath and bandage you?" The kind sister always picks up some stray dogs and cats, and then bathes them and feeds them and makes clothes for them.

Of course, the clothes were terrible, but her kind behavior did not make her parents angry, but instead made her feel relieved. She felt that their daughter still had hope.

So, under her gentle and kind side, my little heart was moved by her.

Also, she is very good at defending the situation. Once I was bullied by a girl in elementary school.

After she knew it, she ran to school the next day without saying a word and actually challenged the girl. Originally, she was older than others and thought that children would be afraid of seeing that they were older than themselves.

As a result, she stood in front of her and found an embarrassing thing, that was, she was not tall enough. The threat was not enough and she was laughed at.

But it is said that my sister won in the end. As for how she won, no one knows? Even her parents don’t know.

No matter how she asked, she didn't say anything, she just smiled mysteriously.

The cold humming made everyone confused.

My parents were worried about this for a while, but fortunately they didn’t hear the complaints and phone calls from the teachers and parents later. It seemed that there was not much problem, so I felt relieved.

But what they didn't expect was that a month later the female classmate actually came to my house.

I was shocked by what I said to take my sister as my teacher.

Since then, I have had that little follower in school. That is the little girl who bullied me, from bullying me to the end, full of love.

It made my scalp numb and tremble, and my goose bumps all over the floor. In order to get rid of her, I still thought I would ask my sister to do it.

So my sister took the initiative again and shared with the little girl with my only favorite snack.

After a lot of fighting alone, I finally resolved my embarrassment of being harassed. Poor I suffered inhuman treatment at a young age, which hurt my young heart.

Later, I grew up and finally passed ten years old. My parents said that I was already a little boy, a little man.

I could learn more skills, so I applied for Taekwondo and learned Go painting and piano.

My sister loved dancing when she was young, and her parents were happy, so she danced happily for several years. She finally graduated from junior high school and was already a master of level 10.

During the process, she also learned some music, but it all ended in a hurry. Because she didn't have the patience, she sat there playing monotonous notes.

She felt it was too boring and not as wonderful as others sounded. It was not the case when she did it herself.

So she followed me to learn Taekwondo again. Because she had a foundation in dancing, she was very skilled in learning Taekwondo. Even the teacher praised her for being talented.

So before I could come back to my senses, she had already obtained the skills of Taekwondo black section, which was simply shocking.

Obviously, he is such a powerful person, but he is not a good student. His academic performance plummeted can be said to be a thousand miles away, and he is simply so bad that he is out of control.

My parents had no choice, and my mother said in confusion: "I think my IQ is not that bad. Although I was bad when I was in school, it wouldn't be so bad!"

But my father said, "No one is perfect. Our daughter dances so well and Taekwondo is so good. Naturally, there are always a few bad things.

We should be more open-minded. Girls should not be too educated. Her skills are enough to be confident." Listen to what a good father.

Where can I find such a friendly and cute dad? So my sister likes our dad very much.

She doesn't call her father and mother like me. She calls her parents Dadbi and Mommy.

Plus, he speaks warmly, and it sounds like a harmless little girl. But who knows that her quirky weirdness can make people crazy?

Can her fantasy make people feel broken?

I returned home carefully, closed the door, took out my headphones, turned on the music, opened the homework book, and carefully lowered my head to do my homework.

As for when I write it? I don’t know. I have to review my homework after I finish, read the book, listen to music and ponder.

It's almost dark, when will I eat when I go to bed? I don't know, I usually have no food to eat in this atmosphere.

It’s not that I’m so pitiful, nor that I’ve been abandoned, but that it’s best not to have a third party appear for two people. This is a unique routine in our family, and I will know it after I’m ten years old.
To be continued...