My eldest brother interrupted me coldly at this time, and he didn't care about my so-called lyrics and some nonsense.

"I think you've really read too many romance novels, and your wife is another fantasy situation, do you think that one of the realities of life can survive by fantasy? ”

He pulled up the sheet and lay down directly.

He didn't pay attention to me at all, and this knowledge is an obvious knowledge, that is, it means that the other party has clearly understood that he wants to expel me, so my situation has obviously violated a big taboo of the other party, maybe I know that I am deliberately disobeying his ideas.

I was really in a bad mood during that time, especially after the encounter with the cold snap.

I really feel the pressure on my body, I want to put myself on myself, I can't avoid this situation, I directly let him reach a very high critical point, and then I will directly have this situation, directly collapse.

Actually, I think I'm really stupid, I mean, I don't think it's really a big benefit for me to be sane like this, because I'm already stupid enough to pick the wrong opponent to compete.

He didn't need to use many words to remind me very clearly that I thought he couldn't be provoked, and that I had made such a lowly and childish mistake.

Of course, I know one of my own situations, and I don't have a lot of them, so I must let the other party choose, I just have the cheekiness to get close to him and hug his waist well.

I know that he usually likes to treat him like this, but today they are indifferent to my attitude, no matter how much I die, I have a more flattering day, no matter how things are, a very coquettish kind of coquettish kind of action.

But he was still cold, and his whole body exuded a distinct frozen cold air, rejecting people from thousands of miles away.

I really feel like such a Persian cat is going around like this, but this feeling is really not interesting at all, and the effect I want to get is simply unsatisfactory.

I know, in fact, he still has the will to feel like this, this is what I can feel intuitively, but I don't know why I write a lot today, a clear sense of strangeness.

To put it bluntly, there is no idea at all.

Actually, I was a little flustered, a little nervous, of course, this was just one side of my mind, and finally after a long time, I gave up this effort, what else could I do? Because this thing can't achieve one of my wishes at all.

So.

I ran away from the people I loved, and I was about to return to my room in such a failed manner.

I was just about to close the door of this room when I suddenly heard a faint and silent, hellish voice.

"If you could, I think you should be able to have a good chat with your aunts and uncles recently, this family party shouldn't have been together for a long time, right?"

I was trembling at this time, I really felt that I might have been flustered, I tried to control my emotions, I asked myself not to explode at this time, to be honest, I was going to smash it directly with a vase under my feet.

To be a bad guy is to be a bad guy, a bad guy in the real way.

He really knew me too well, but I knew very well when I could lose some control and when I could have a casual outburst.

He let me lose control in a matter of seconds forever, I really regret it, I did that thing myself, I really regret the songs I just sang, I always regret being at peace with him in this way, I just feel that these things have made me angry for a short time.

My index finger is tightly clasped in the palm of my hand, the muscles on my face must be very distorted, it makes people feel very hideous, I am desperately raising my father, I have to relax my mood, I have to take my time to calm myself down.

Or I'll be screaming all the time!

"Okay, you can get out of here, I don't need you, I need to sleep. ”

He said this to me completely lightly, and he angered me and kicked me away.

I tried to control my emotions, or I would really lose a little bit, or I would use a bottle again, like smashing it on his head, after I took control of the city at this time, and I could only let my footsteps slowly walk towards him.

Looked at it coldly.

He turned his head to look at it, with a nonchalant tone.

"When I talked about your uncle just now, how could there be such a big psychological fluctuation, how could there be such an ugly face, do you really feel very sad and sad about what happened before?"

I really, really want to see him cry!

I used all the red light to travel, I controlled one of my angry emotions, and I made a very hard move, trying to laugh.

But he looked at it with a very cold expression, and with a more stern language.

"Actually, there are a lot of things to do to force yourself, if you feel like a burden to you, why force yourself? Crying is better than laughing, don't you think this look is particularly silly?"

"Really?"

The two of us happened to be living together, and I tried to get on the couch again.

I really wanted to go straight to the past, but he didn't make any contact with any opportunity at all, and pushed it down step by step, and when I tried again and again, I didn't hesitate to go back and forth like a high and low rocker.

I felt silent on my neck, and I was still waiting, very blindly waiting for him to push again and again.

Actually, I felt that I was still quite painful, but then I gradually felt that all of a sudden, in fact, it was really like a machine coming at me, and it was moving towards a clock scale that moved in a regular way, but never stopped.

All of a sudden, I felt that the scale of this clock was really like a fate, and it was calling me one by one.

And I'm probably the one who is suffering from fate.

In the end, maybe it was because the other party was impatient with this at all, and suddenly with a little effort, he knocked me under the sofa all at once.

The moment I fell to the sofa, I grabbed a desk lamp next to me with a notebook, and then this tragedy happened, and the table lamp fell directly under the sofa with me.

When I was under the sofa, the moment I looked at the table lamp, I hurriedly pounced, just like a women's volleyball player to save the ball that was about to land.

Unfortunately, I'm sorry, but my skills can't work at all, because the more I try to hold on to that lamp, the more I try to hold on to it, but the lamp still doesn't let me succeed at all.

So the end result was that not only did I not hold on to the lamp, but my movements quickly hit the corner of the sofa with a head that I didn't have time to brake and inertia, and with a bang, the lamp broke, and my head rubbed against this sharp corner.

But I didn't notice this, the blood on my head had been running down my face, I only noticed that the lamp was broken, the ornament on the lamp was thrown far away in a corner of the room, and the ornament on the top of the lamp was a fine blue and red glaze, which had fallen to the ground and was full of debris.

At this point I suddenly realized that I had made a very serious mistake because I had broken the things of the capitalists.

He has always paid great attention to these brand values, and has paid great attention to these collections, which means that everything in the room is basically collectible, and some of the history is a valuable collection.

I looked in horror at the debris that fell to the ground, and the blood on my head fell drop by drop, and I couldn't stand it at all, and I only knew that I had made a catastrophe.

In my memory.

I remember that the Persian cat used to be very disobedient when he was a child, and he skewered it around at home, and later broke the blue and white ceramic table lamp.

The result of the later story cat was actually quite miserable, he was punished, he didn't eat a meal of dog food, and in the end he was almost so angry that he wanted to give it to someone else, you think about how serious a consequence this thing is.

And my family status in this family is much worse than that of this Persian cat, and even the Persian cat is so conceivable that I may have very serious consequences in doing this.

I looked pale at the slag on the ground, and I was terrified that I was desolate.

If this blue and red glazed table lamp is really from one of its collections, that is, a collection of antiques, then how should I compensate for this matter, I have no way to compensate at all, and I may not earn as much as this salary in my life.

If that's the case, I'll just take a piece of tofu and hit the wall and die.

At this time, I didn't have time for any of the little ones at all, because he was already walking directly towards me in his slippers, and I was wondering if I would be thrown directly out of this window if I stood at a fixed point, so at this time I couldn't help but wave my hand loudly in a panicked tone.

"I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention to this lamp just now, I'll pay for it!"

"Come!"

I was completely frightened and helpless, and I now seemed to be very bitter and pleading, because I felt that I had become more and more unproductive, and my spine had been broken little by little.

"I'm sorry, I'll pay it! I didn't pay attention to it just now! Please don't come here, I'll definitely compensate!"

But the slippers he was wearing still walked towards me step by step, causing me a huge pressure on my psychological defense.

I just felt that he was also ugly, and it made me feel like a dream.

No, he's a demon, to be exact.