[Comprehensive] Mary Sue her brother

Long Ya was woken up by a noise.

At that time, he was lying on the tree and sleeping soundly, and he seemed to be having some sweet dreams, although he couldn't remember what the dream was, but when the dream reached its climax, he was heard by a child's voice Woke up.He didn't hear the specific content of the child's noise, but Long Ya, who was still in a half-dream and half-awake state, only felt that there was a surge of anger in his head, as if he was looking for a place to vent.

I don’t know if I’ve said it before, but Long Ya actually has a very serious wake-up qi, and anyone who disturbs his sleep, whether it’s a young child or an old man who is approaching old age, will be affected by his unconscious waking-up qi arrive.

So at this time, Longya still kept her eyes closed, pulled out a purple tennis racket and a green tennis ball from the tennis bag that she had been using as a pillow from just now, threw the ball, swung the racket, and hit the ball. In tennis, all movements are coherent and done in one go.The most important thing is that even though he has already made such large movements on the tree, he is still like a rock, sitting firmly on the tree, without any possibility of falling.

In addition, I have to say that this series of actions were performed by Long Ya unconsciously. When he woke up from his sleep, he saw the purple racket in his hand and a person not far away. Holding her right hand and wailing there, when a blue tennis ball was lying there quietly beside him, Longya finally realized that she seemed to have done something extraordinary.

Touching his dark green short hair, Long Ya took out a yellow orange from his bosom, at a time like this, he should take out an orange to eat, and calmly think about how to avoid being discovered Then run away calmly.

Long Ya, who was thinking about various ways to escape, suddenly felt a line of sight staring at him. It seemed to be from the person he hit with a tennis ball just now. Long Ya thought he had been discovered. Glancing in that direction, he saw a little boy with black curly hair who was about five or six years old.

The little boy has a typical oriental face, and his facial features are not as deep as those of Americans. He should be from Asia like him. This little boy from the same continent as him is looking up with a blank expression. looking at him.

Long Ya, who just woke up from sleep, still had some confusion in his brain, but it seemed that before he woke up, he heard the voice of a little boy yelling.Although I don't know what the little boy is barking, nor why he barking, but judging from the current situation, the owner of the child's voice that has been barking and disturbing his dreams just now should be the one who looks dumbfounded. A melon-like little boy, that is to say, when he was not fully awake, he originally wanted to use a tennis ball to shut up the little boy, but for some reason, by accident, he hit the hand of the person next to the boy , and then became the present situation.

Long Ya calmly gnawed at the orange in her hand, while quickly analyzing various possibilities in her mind, the big cat's eyes met the big black and white eyes of the kid under the tree who looked dazed, Long Ya suddenly I think this kid looks really cute.

"Yo." Long Ya suddenly yelled at the little boy, and then he found that the little boy seemed to have recovered, and the expression on his face suddenly became extremely rich.

"Want to eat?" Long Ya took out an orange and waved to the little boy, saying that this was the first time he was willing to share his oranges with others, and then he saw the little boy hesitated After a while, as if thinking about something, but then nodded, Long Ya threw the orange into the little boy's arms.

The little boy who received the orange did not eat the orange right away, but glanced at Long Ya, and then carefully looked at the orange in his hand. Long Ya thought that the little boy was hesitating whether to eat him, a stranger When giving him oranges, the boy Long Ya thought was an idiot suddenly made a move that made Long Ya feel unbelievable.

He didn't even peel the tangerine, but gnawed down the flesh.

Seeing the changeable and rich expression on the face of the dull-looking little boy after he gnawed down the orange, Long Ya couldn't help laughing out loud.By the way, why is this kid so stupid, doesn't he know how to peel an orange?Could it be that he had watched him so many times before, just to see that he ate oranges with the skin and flesh together, so he thought that this orange could be eaten like this?

"Hahaha. Are you an idiot?" Long Ya laughed while pointing at the little boy.It's been a long time since he laughed out loud like this. He didn't expect to be made laugh by a child today. Long Ya suddenly felt that this child was still very interesting.

The little boy seemed very angry at his ridicule, but because of his height problem, he could only criticize him while blowing his hair.

Long Ya suddenly felt that the little boy's frizz was very similar to the little dirt dog he used to hang around his house. At that time, he always ran to tease the little dog when the adults were not paying attention.Once teased by him, the puppy will chase him and bite everywhere like the little boy in front of him.

As a result, he was severely criticized by his strict parents and relatives, and he was fined not to go out.Afterwards, when he finally regained his freedom, he never saw the little dirt dog again. Although he already had some guesses about the ending of the little dirt dog in his heart, he didn't want that little dirt dog at all. Guess becomes fact.

"Did you hit Mr. Scar with a tennis ball before and save me?" After running away for a long distance, Long Ya heard the little boy who finally recovered from the long-distance running ask him such a question .

Long Ya, who didn't realize the sudden and inexplicable question from the little boy for a while, felt that the dull black curly hair in front of him must have made a mistake.

"Ah, if you're talking about that wretched-looking uncle with scars on his face, I'm the one who played tennis. I just can't understand his wretched appearance, and I didn't want to save you." Long Ya raised her hand The tennis racket on the table waved at the little boy, and said indifferently, and then took out a yellow-orange orange, and just gnawed it together with the skin.

Long Ya said that since the little boy misunderstood, let him misunderstand it, and he was not going to explain such a troublesome thing.Long Ya calmly took a bite of the orange in her hand, and made up her mind happily.

This incident is probably the biggest misunderstanding that Feiyu has experienced in her life. After many years, Feiyu learned the true facts of this incident from Long Ya, who accidentally leaked the truth, and knew that the orange boy back then was not real. He wanted to save him, but he just slipped his hand and hit the wrong person.Although Feiyu called out to be cheating in her heart, but at that time he had already passed the age of haggling with the orange boy, and he could only silently lift off the quilt of the orange boy in the winter and let his whole body be naked. The orange boy was so cold that he jumped up and down, and he was relieved a little in his depressed heart.

And the orange boy who managed to snatch back his quilt with great difficulty and lay back in the warm quilt looked at Feiyu busily busy in the kitchen with his waist supported, and silently gave himself 32 points in his heart for such a wise behavior back then. Praise, sure enough, he was very foresight back then.

So, in life, it is good to have more misunderstandings like this.

Well, pulling away, that's all for the future, let's get back to the topic now.

Long Ya felt that he really underestimated the foolishness of this little boy. He had been deceived by Ju Zi once before, but he would still be fooled this time.Looking at the unpredictable expression on the little boy's face, Long Ya suddenly felt in a good mood, and the sense of boredom in her heart disappeared completely unconsciously.

The little boy also seems to be playing tennis, Long Ya looked at the Dore A dream wristband he was wearing, and couldn't help teasing him, Long Ya suddenly felt that bullying this little boy was far more important than bullying the old man The cat-eyed boy in the family who always has a good look is much more interesting.

After making an agreement with the little boy to have a tennis match in the future, Long Ya left the little boy and left by himself, walking towards the Echizen house, he is not going to leave the Echizen house for now.Although the mistaken serve helped the little boy by accident, it was considered a good deed, but serving the wrong serve is a wrong serve, which only shows that his tennis level is not up to standard.

Although I'm not very keen on the sport of tennis, but since I have made an agreement with that little curly hair, we have to have a good game. That little curly hair seems to like tennis quite a bit.Long Ya took out an orange out of nowhere, and walked back in the direction he came while chewing on it.

Well, let's stay at the old man's house for a while, after all, he found something interesting here...

When Long Ya went back, Uncle Nanjiro was lying in the corridor of the yard, holding a piece of green dog's tail grass in his mouth, his feet without shoes were shaking, and he seemed to be humming something unknown. Song, when he saw Long Ya coming back, raised his eyelids, and greeted Long Ya with a lazy voice, "Yo, teenager, you're back."

"Hey, old man, I'll be here to disturb you for a while." Longya raised her hand to greet Nanjiro, and said this sentence in a tone that was almost the same as Nanjiro's.

"Well, whatever you like, young man." Nanjiro responded indifferently, took the photo album of beautiful women aside, and looked at it on his own.

"Long Ya, come with me again, this time I will definitely defeat you." The little cat-eyed boy suddenly appeared in the yard, wearing a big baseball cap on his head, and holding a gun with his small body in his hand. Clearly disproportionate red rackets.

After the cat-eyed boy saw Long Ya, he clenched the tennis racket in his hand, and asked Long Ya to play a tennis match with him in a commanding tone.

Long Ya stepped forward, took off the baseball cap worn by the cat-eyed boy, put it on his head backwards, and then rubbed the dark-green hair of the cat-eyed boy into a chicken coop.

"Little ghost, if you want to beat me, you are still 100 years too early."

After Long Ya finished saying this, she didn't care that the cat-eyed boy returned his hat angrily, and walked straight to her room. He was really tired after walking so much today.

"What happened to him today?" Ryoma saw that Longya didn't tease him as usual, but left with his hat on, staring at Nanjiro who was lying under the eaves with his big cat eyes.

"How do I know." Nanjiro lay on the corridor, flipped through the page of the beauty photo album in his hand, and responded casually, not knowing if he listened to the question Ryoma asked him.

"..." Ryoma rolled his eyes at Nanjiro, and after a "cut", he left the yard with his tennis racket.

"It's nice to be young." Nanjiro turned the page of the beauty photo album in his hand, and said something like this to himself.

In the courtyard, the branches are full of greenery, and a few birds stand on the branches and sing softly...