taste time

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"That's not true. During that time, I spent every day in Internet cafes, but I met them a few times here, and I became acquainted with them after going back and forth. Later, I played basketball and wine together, and gradually we got together."

It turned out to be like this.No wonder Shiya has such a close relationship with them.It's not like ordinary girls can compare with Shiya.

I put on the earphones to listen to music and watch her play games.Frowning for a while, excited for a while. Huang Shiya is a unique existence, no one can compare with her.Listening to her story shocked me, admired me, made my heart beat, and made my heart ache.Shiya, such a you, I can't help but like you!

"Hey, the saliva is still there." Seeing me in a daze, she patted me.

Ah? Touch your chin quickly. "No." I looked at her suspiciously.

"Ha ha!"

. . . . . .

Got tricked again.

The author has something to say: Now when I go to an Internet cafe, I just listen to songs.Habits are terrible things.

☆, cousin

When I came back, it was almost ten o'clock late, and I hesitated at the door, a little afraid to enter.It's all to blame Huang Shiya for going to eat some kind of hot pot, but it ended up being so late.I usually don't go out at night, let alone return late.It's a bit funny to say, I'm almost seventeen, and they still control me, not allowing this or that.It may be that I have always only obeyed, and I will not resist.

Pushing the door open and going in, my parents were not asleep yet, and sure enough, my father asked with a sullen face, "What time is it! I still know how to come back." I lowered my head, not knowing what to say.Mom saw that I didn't speak, so she didn't say anything, she just said to save the rice for me to eat quickly.I was going to say I ate it, but when I think about it, they will definitely ask where I ate it and who I ate it with.It was much more wrong to say that, if he slipped his mouth and went to an Internet cafe, it would not be too bad.He just nodded and walked to the kitchen. After taking a few mouthfuls, he couldn't eat any more, his stomach was so full.

I went back to my room and turned on my phone, only to see the text message from Shi Ya, asking me if I got home and if I was scolded.Feeling happy in my heart, I replied "No danger, Ann" and looked through the messages on the phone. They were all exchanged between Huang Shiya and me, and I couldn't bear to delete each one.Some are words of mutual concern, and some are text messages joking with her about mutual poverty.No wonder the phone bills have been so high in the past few months. In the past, the extra money was used to buy books, but now there is an additional expense, which is used to top up phone bills.

I stayed at home for a few more days, and originally planned to find an opportunity to find Huang Shiya, but before I could speak, my father said that my cousin was coming to my house and asked me to stay at home and teach him English.My uncle's son is about to be in the third grade of junior high school, but his English is really bad. I heard that he has enrolled in a cram school, but he still doesn't improve, and he keeps skipping classes. Knowing that my English is good, he thinks of me, saying that he will listen to me .God knows, he didn't listen to me, he knew that I was afraid of him, and coming to my house was more arrogant than his own, so he loved to come to me.Dad is a bit patriarchal, but my elder brother doesn't listen to my father very much, so the family's love for this cousin can be imagined. The boy has always been very obedient and well-behaved in front of them. In front of me is the uncle , but I still dare not do anything to him.Suddenly he sighed in his heart.

Sure enough, he really came!

However, this kid has grown quite fast, he is quite a bit taller than me, his face is a little thinner, and he is fairer than me.As soon as I entered the door, I hugged her and said with a smile, "Sister, I miss you so much." Suddenly, three black lines appeared on my face, and I thought you got it.He gestured there again, pretending to care about me, "Sister, are you not well nourished, why do you feel that you are getting shorter and darker?"

I. . . . . .Seeing his puzzled look, I really want to kick him.

Because he came, Mom made a big table of dishes. There is a table full of duck and fish meat.Dad was there trying to pick up vegetables in his bowl, and Mom asked him what he wanted to drink, and then asked him what he wanted to eat.Watching them enjoy themselves makes me feel like I'm superfluous.But that brat is more hypocritical than me, he doesn't eat chicken, he doesn't eat duck, he said he should eat less meat and more vegetarian, it's good for health.I snorted in my heart, if you don't eat it, I will eat it.Seeing how I was enjoying it, he suddenly said, "Sister, eat less, girls don't look good when they gain weight."

I. . . . . .

Don't be choked to death by the rice, but also be pissed off by him!

After eating, Mom wanted to wash the dishes, and he immediately ran to say that he would do it.Parents naturally wouldn't let him brush.I knew this would be the result, pushing and pushing, and in the end it was me who swiped.This is his usual tactic, to act like a good boy when he gets a cheap one.While I was washing the dishes, he ran to my room to mess around again.I was afraid that he would read my diary, so I hurriedly put on my apron and ran to the room to find him. Fortunately, I didn't look through my diary, because there are my secrets in it.I hurriedly hid the diary, and found that he was messing with my computer. After a while, there were some inexplicable things on the desktop, so don't catch me with a virus.Ah! I really want to hold my forehead and sigh.

He said he asked me to help him with English tutoring, but in fact he played games all afternoon inside, and I read books on the sofa outside, so I didn't bother to bother him.After dinner is ready, it's almost time for parents to come back.That boy could pretend, he immediately turned off the computer and spread the English books on the table, and then came to serve me food.Speechless!

In the evening, we gathered around for dinner, and my father smiled and asked, "Xiao Yue, did my sister help you with tutoring today?" I have never seen my father smile at me.That bastard Yang Yue immediately replied "Enen, my sister helped me make up all afternoon this afternoon" without blushing or beating heart.Mom took food for him again, and asked, "Do you understand?" "Well, almost, my sister spoke very carefully, and I can understand."Dad seemed to remember me now, and turned to me and said, "Then teach Xiaoyue some English, anyway, you have nothing to do." I nodded with a "huh".When am I free, don't you let me read and do my homework every day.Dad continued to say, "Then after dinner, let's read a book with my sister. In this society, one must study hard to have a good future." Hey, here we go again.The kid didn't obey blindly this time, and hurriedly said, "My sister helped me make up for the whole afternoon today. I'm too tired. Let's study tomorrow." Me. . . . . .He acted like he was all about me.Is it because you are tired from playing games, and you also said that I am tired.Dad really nodded in agreement, but it was just what I wanted.

The worst thing is the back, because there is a computer in my room, this bastard wants to play games.Just like my dad said like a baby, "My sister's room is quiet and suitable for studying with peace of mind, so I want to change rooms with my sister."My room is quiet, but it is true that there are a few bamboos outside the window.But he is simply a drunkard who doesn't care about drinking, let alone landscapes, how could I agree.Unexpectedly, Dad agreed.I was so angry that I said angrily, "Dad, you are not fair. Why should he say what he says? He said that quietness is suitable for him to study. What about me? I want to study too." I hardly followed up loudly. Parents have spoken.When my dad heard my tone of voice, he also yelled loudly, "What are you yelling at! He is your younger brother, what do you let him do! Besides, he will be in the third year of junior high school soon, and you are only in the second year of high school. If you really want to study, what do you care about?" Is it quiet? "I'm even more angry when I hear this." What about him? Does he need a quiet place if he wants to study with peace of mind?" Dad probably didn't expect that I would argue with him, and he would hit me with his hand. "You It's not over, so what if I change rooms with you for a few days? How old are you?" Dad's partiality towards him is obvious.I feel tears rolling in my eyes, Dad, am I your biological daughter? If I have a biological brother, then I really have no meaning to exist at home.If I say one more word, I will definitely get slapped.Mom came in to see my blushing face, maybe she thought Dad was too much, but it was hard to say anything, she was always afraid of Dad.He just came over and pulled me, and said, "Okay, okay, you are so old, what's the matter with changing rooms with my brother. Besides, he will go back after staying for a few days, and I will return it to you when the time comes, don't talk to you Dad is getting angry here." He pulled me back to the room and scolded me softly, "You too, you don't know how to see things when you are so old. Didn't you see that your dad was going to beat you just now? You are still there with him Roaring hard, I'm not afraid of being slapped." It turned out that she came to pull me because she was afraid that I would be beaten.But this is a matter of principle.Is it because I am a daughter that I have to swallow my breath and live here? If my cousin is really used to study, I will trade it with him.