My Sister is Very Obsessive

Some helpless sighs, looking at her appearance, it is estimated that my mother has acquiesced to our relationship, otherwise she will definitely not be able to enter my room.

I pulled the quilt and gently placed it on top of her. I took off my shoes, lay flat beside her, and turned to look at my sleeping sister.

The long eyelashes, the fair and delicate skin, and the cherry-like plump and bright red lips all attracted my attention and liking.

I leaned over my head, kissed her rosy and full mouth, softly called "sister", and closed my eyes contentedly.

Breathing in the fragrance of my sister, I look forward to her future life, the happiness of marrying love and marrying love, which will accompany us for the rest of our lives.

Thinking about it, I fell into sleep.

In my deep sleep, I suddenly felt a shortness of breath, so I opened my eyes a little uncomfortable, only to find out that it was my sister. Arms wrapped tightly around my neck.

"Sister, are you trying to kill your brother!"

I couldn't help but chuckle and sigh, then reached out and took off her little hand around my neck and pushed her off my body.

"Well!"

The sleeping sister seemed to feel something, so she reached out and grabbed my arm, making a confused sound.

"Sleep obediently, don't make noise!"

"Um!"

My sister nodded lightly, then let go of the little hand that was holding my arm.

A beautiful and obedient girl, I really can't help but like it from the bottom of my heart.

I gently covered her with the quilt and kissed her on the forehead before exiting the room.

After gently closing the door, I stood at the door and stretched.

It was almost five o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was already slanting to the west, the curtains on the windowsill were blown and swayed gently. The quiet atmosphere made me take two deep breaths, and the mood of the whole person was also very incomparable. of calm.

I walked to the living room aimlessly, wanting to pick up a glass of water, but found that my mother was sitting on the sofa and fell asleep.

From the stack of file bags beside her and the open folder in her hand, I guess he fell asleep when he was looking at his resume.

I stopped drinking water, and returned to the room lightly again. I took a towel and quilt from the stand, went back to the living room, and put it lightly on my mother's body.

Chongshan City in October, although it can't be said to be cold, but I was very worried that she accidentally caught a cold, after all, a person's immunity will decline after falling asleep.

After setting up the towel and quilt for my mother, I sat beside her and looked at her cheek.

She is almost forty years old, there is not the slightest wrinkle on her forehead and the corners of her eyes, and her skin is delicate and smooth. Although she does not look as delicate as a girl like her sister, she is still better than most women in their twenties and sixties. Much stronger.

Her lips are also very full and rosy, probably her sister has inherited her mother's genes.

After looking at it for a while, I took my eyes back and looked at the stack of resumes beside her.

Some curiously picked up a copy and opened it.

The name is very ordinary, and the appearance is also very ordinary, but when I looked down, I found that this person turned out to be a graduate student from the Yanjing Academy of Fine Arts.

Afterwards are his various awards at the undergraduate and postgraduate levels, followed by some photos of his award-winning works.

On the thick stack of paper, the writing is full of brilliance.

This person's school experience should be very tiring, but also very fulfilling. Life does require hard work. The hard work five years ago determines your life today, and today's hard work determines your life in five years. .

How to choose is up to you. The society tells you that you need to work hard, but it will never force you to work hard. The law of the jungle has never disappeared.

"Baby, what do you think of this person?"

Just as I was stunned, my mother's voice suddenly came from beside me.

"You're awake!" I turned to look at my mother who woke up, closed the resume in my hand, and put it in the stack, "I have won a lot of awards, and I think it should be worthy of recognition. "

My mom smiled and shook her head.

"You, there is still a lot to learn!"

Mom sighed softly, reached out and lifted the towel over her body, and then reopened the resume that I had picked up and looked at.

"Look at the back, he graduated in 14 years. In his resume, in the section of his work experience, he at least described that he had worked in three different companies. What does this mean?"

"A lot of work experience?" I asked rhetorically with some uncertainty.

"Oh, you're so stupid!" Mom couldn't help but poked my forehead with her hand, and explained patiently to me with a smile, "This shows that he likes to change jobs."

"Uh..." I looked at my mother speechlessly.

"Or does he just want to try a different life, or just that kind of work isn't his interest?"

I shook my head gently, and couldn't help thinking of the photographer named Tang Qing I met at Baidao Lake.

She also has her own special interests, but it is because she has been unable to do what she is interested in that she chooses that wandering lifestyle.

"Child, many things are not just a matter of interest. The best way to eliminate hobbies is to turn them into your own career, do you understand?"

My mother's words left me at a loss. In my opinion, only where you are interested can you devote yourself to it and achieve more with less effort.

Seeing my confused appearance, my mother couldn't help but chuckle.

She moved towards me, then hugged my neck, looked at me, and asked earnestly,

"Do you like studying medicine?"

"I……"

"Think about it!" Mom stretched out her fingers and gently sealed my lips.

Like it? I couldn't help asking myself, my original idea was to study computer science, but by accident, my sister gave me a voluntary change to medicine.

I myself have no interest in studying medicine.

However, whether I am interested or not, I have to learn.

Doing what you like with all your heart is an interest; doing what you do with all your heart is called responsibility.

A person should be responsible for everything he does.

"I don't like it, but I have to study hard and earnestly."

"That's why!" Mom smiled gratified. "If you feel tired, it means that you are really alive. Whether you like it or not, a man should be responsible for his actions."

I looked at my mother's face that was close at hand, and blinked silently.

"Did Mom say it too much?" Mom was a little puzzled by my expression.

I shook my head gently,

"Thank you for telling me this, although I'm still ignorant."

"Thank you!" Mom laughed, then let go of me, stood up, and stretched with arms raised.

Looking at her perfect figure, I couldn't help laughing.

"It's getting late, call your sister up, it's time for us to go to the supermarket."