Quick travel: Boss, have the guts to fight me!

Chapter 381 Well-known female writer (12)

There was a spring rain today, and the road surface in the alley was still wet. Water accumulated in small puddles. The light from the street lamps was glowing yellow, reflecting the surface of the water, as if gold sand was surging in the water, which was very beautiful.

He Xun quickened his pace and was in a hurry to go home, while He Ze didn't move slowly, asking questions relentlessly.

"Xiao Xun, what's the matter with the wound on the corner of your mouth? Huh?"

"It's a fight."

"What's the reason this time?"

He Xun said nothing, at the end of the alley, there is a private street lamp, which is always on at this time of the day, and it is guiding the students who return late...

"Grandma—! We're back!"

The light in the house was turned on immediately, the little old lady had inconvenient legs and could not go down the steps, so she opened the door and greeted her two grandchildren at the door.

"Hey! Grandma, why are you so naughty, what are you doing out here?!"

"I can't wait to see you two!"

The little old lady couldn't see well, and she didn't see the wound on the corner of He Xun's mouth for a while, but she found out, and she might nag again.

He rushed over in a hurry, helped the old lady, and the child was outside, how could the parents not worry?
The little old lady was brought into the house by He Xun, and He Ze obediently followed behind, went into the house, washed her hands skillfully, and went to the kitchen to serve food.

"What did my little grandson learn at school today?"

The little old lady still treats the two brothers as children. Every day when they come home from school, they must ask about what they learned at school today.

He Xun seems to be very good at getting along with the elderly. He talks nonsense and makes the little old lady happy.

"My dear grandson, what have you learned?"

"Me? I've learned too much, so I can't tell for a while, grandma, can I talk about it next time?"

He Ze served the meal while coaxing the old lady to be happy.

Yes, in the world, there are no two people who are exactly the same. Even if they look exactly the same, there are always differences in their inner thoughts and thoughts, how they behave and treat others.

The elder brother is calm and introverted, not good at talking, and has a sense of security in his aloofness, while the younger brother is flamboyant and smooth, with eloquence, and domineering with a charm that makes people follow.

"Hey... Little grandson, are you reincarnated from a starving ghost? Why do you eat so fast? Slow down, don't choke!"

"Grandma, don't worry, I..."

The little old lady has a crow's mouth, He Xun patted her chest, and looked at He Ze for help.

"Brother... water, water..."

"Current News!"

He Ze scolded, but took the water quickly, which shows the relationship between the two brothers, which is quite good!
In this dilapidated family, only the twins and the old lady depended on each other. In the old lady's room, there were two portraits, one was her wife and the other was her daughter. They both died of hereditary heart disease at a young age...

And the twins...

Life is hard...

……

"Jiujiu~ I don't have a mobile phone to play tonight, it's really boring!"

Tao Rong clasped the wall, his voice was hollow like a ghost, which shows how deep the resentment is.

Xin Jiujiu lay on the bed, thinking about the first day back to school with her eyes open.

"Go to bed if you're bored! It's already ten o'clock!"

09:30 evening self-study, half an hour of washing time, lights off at ten o'clock on time, and 10 minutes later, the dormitory supervisor began to check the dormitory.

The management system of No. [-] Middle School is quite strict.

"Hey, I can't sleep!"

Tao Rong was competing with himself, Xin Jiujiu closed his eyes and fell asleep, and after another 5 minutes, he slipped into bed quietly and turned on the desk lamp.

A trace of light poured down from the cracks in the bed.

"Jiujiu~ What are you doing?"

"write diary."

"Eh? Huh? When did you get such a habit?"

"Start today and write a diary! It will be an interesting and precious memory when you take it out after five years!"

"..."

Why is Jiujiu so nagging today?
Tao Rong yawned and closed his eyes.

　I finally know what is the unique characteristic of my writing. What I write is the struggle history of little people...

　　Regardless of whether it is a male lead or a female lead, it seems that they have never been a pure and domineering president. They are all very bumpy and have fun while suffering.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)