World Line B, September 7, 2015, Northeast China

At half past four in the afternoon, in the classroom of the public teaching building of Renmin University

"Dead fatty, what does the original fat time of the beautiful girl taste like?"

The roommate "Teacher Wang" sitting next to him, with a wrinkled face, leaned in front of Jiang Yucheng and asked with a smile. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Although he looked forward to it, Jiang Yucheng could only answer listlessly:

"That is, the taste of laundry detergent......"

That's natural—that girl has been saving up for a whole week!" Jiang Yucheng sneered.

Every week, when Jiang Yucheng is in charge of washing clothes, there will always be a few more pairs of women's underwear in the laundry basket - the number of fat times is not more, not less, exactly seven, after all, girls generally prefer to be clean, and it is normal to change underwear every day. The big teacher can open the one-color line by saving seven good person cards, but Jiang Yucheng only felt endless egg pain in the face of these seven fat times - he obviously didn't have any leisure to wash them by hand one by one, and just threw them into the washing machine and it was over. Although "Beautiful Girl's Original Flavor Fat Times" or something sounds quite tempting, thinking of his own little ancestor, Jiang Yucheng can't be interested.

"Fat man, you really smelled it! I can actually touch my cute sister's fat times every day - sooner or later I will turn you into 150 pounds (Jiang Yucheng's weight) fat fuel!"

Mr. Wang, a senior member of the FFF team, was obviously not satisfied with Jiang Yucheng's answer - but as the legendary current chong himself, Jiang Yucheng did not feel any relief at all. Even if it's a "cute sister's fat time", it's just as troublesome to wash.

Today is the first Monday of September, and the afternoon is a three-hour meditation session. For this kind of course, Jiang Yucheng and other classmates have always taken it as a self-study class - as for how the teacher on the stage used the joke that circulated on the Internet a few years ago, it is none of Jiang Yucheng's business.

This afternoon, Jiang Yucheng brought the computer over and concentrated on the programming homework of the minor course in computer science - the result was tossed for half an afternoon, and the written code was obviously tested locally so many times and the correct results were output...... This feeling of vomiting blood, coupled with the relaxed Teacher Wang beside him, made Jiang Yucheng feel irritable.

Before Jiang Yucheng could finish his homework, the bell for the end of class had already sounded - the public class ended in Jiang Yucheng's irritability and confusion. It's half past four in the afternoon, and in another hour, Sansa will be out of school. Because the school is quite close to home, I don't have to pick her up, but I must do the work of preparing dinner by myself. Jiang Yucheng sighed, buckled the lid of the ThinkPad, packed his schoolbag, and forced himself to temporarily forget the homework code that had been changed several times and failed to pass dozens of tests, and dragged his heavy body out of the classroom.

Really, I'm just a sophomore, but now I'm taking care of a teenage girl -- it's really hard to have a hard time...... Walking on the way home, feeling the pressure of life, Jiang Yucheng couldn't help but recall the scene in August last year -- a few days before the start of the freshman year, it was a hot season, but a cool wind blew on that morning......

Standing beside her mother, her immature face, which was a little too young, revealed a "maturity" beyond her age......

"Hello brother, my name is Han Yingshan......"

With a lovely smile, the petite girl introduced herself to Jiang Yucheng without fear -- now that I think about it, what a standard business smile it was! Jiang Yucheng at that time was easily fooled by this "sunshine girl" after all......

"Yucheng, she will be your sister from today onwards - you are our parent, take care of her more. ”

"yes, yes. Faced with his father's request, Jiang Yucheng replied with a smile.

After that, Jiang Yucheng didn't see this sister for a whole year.

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Just as Jiang Yucheng turned off the stove and put the last dish on the table, there was the sound of a pimple key opening the door - his sister's time was accurate as if it had been calculated.

"Yo, Shanshan is back?" Jiang Yucheng, who was wearing an apron, bowed his head slightly and smiled habitually-in order to relieve the awkward atmosphere when meeting his sister, Jiang Yucheng pretended to greet him easily. But he knew it didn't work.

"Hmmm......"

Jiang Yucheng greeted him with a smile, but the girl at the door only answered softly, and regardless of whether Jiang Yucheng heard it or not, he directly put his schoolbag aside, and took off the red and black high school uniform jacket. The girl, who is less than 155cm tall, bent down slightly, stroked her long straight black hair with her hand, lifted her slender calves under the short skirt, and took off her shoes, revealing her legs and feet wrapped in black pantyhose. Her little fair face was still expressionless.

"When the meal is ready, Shanshan will wash her hands and eat directly!" Although the hot face was pasted with a cool buttocks, Jiang Yucheng still maintained a smile - after all, he was now considered to have seen a lot of battles, as an elder, he knew that not saying anything at this time was a roar...... And although Shanshan was cold, she was still obedient, and she sat down at the table without making any other trouble.

It seems that this girl has been in a good mood lately...... Jiang Yucheng secretly sighed - she didn't go to school for a whole week last week. According to his recent observations, Jiang Yucheng has come to a conclusion: although his younger sister, as an art student, theoretically only needs to go to cultural classes every day, and self-study classes can go home directly, which is much easier than ordinary high school students, but in fact, this little ancestor is even more "lawless" than other art students -- just like college students, whether or not to go to class depends entirely on the mood. When she's in a good mood, she may go to school for a week, and when she's in a bad mood, it's normal to stay home every day — Monday was originally the onset of her "Monday syndrome", and if she didn't want to come on Monday, she wouldn't be able to move for the rest of the week. But today is also Monday, and since she has gone to class, it means that she should be in a good mood lately......

The two people at the table ate silently, and they didn't talk to each other - this kind of silent atmosphere was certainly not very comfortable, but Jiang Yucheng had long been accustomed to it. In the beginning, he also tried to talk about topics without words - but even though she always replied with phrases like "um" and "oh", chatting requires the two of them to have a common topic in order to continue, and without an actual common language, it will soon become impossible to find a topic. So now, Jiang Yucheng completely gave up his plan to chat.

There was no communication between them, and Jiang Yucheng looked at her expressionless little face with some boredom: the slender figure and the flat breasts, and the ends of the long hair with thin hair seemed to gradually melt into the air. Pink lips that don't look bloody. This guy who seems to look away a little bit and disappears is his sister-Han Yingshan.

If you want to talk about why such a child would become her sister? This matter has to start from that day in June last year: On the same day, two major events occurred that changed Jiang Yucheng's future fate.

What happened in the morning was a very good thing -- the admission letter issued by Renmin University of China by EMS was officially delivered to his home. If there is a reason why the notice came so quickly, it is because this school is only across the road from Jiang Yucheng's house, and it is only separated from the experimental middle school where he studied in high school by a small fence wall. When he was in high school, Jiang Yucheng and his classmates went over the wall to eat in the cafeteria of Renmin University.

Although as the strongest key middle school in the province, the experimental middle school has always had the saying that "the young and strong don't work hard, and the boss goes next door", Jiang Yucheng is a little self-aware and knows that he is by no means the kind of person who can easily be admitted to Wudaokou. Renmin University, known as the "same name as the Republic", is also a 211+985 university in the first echelon, thinking that the ten years of hard work in the cold window have borne fruit, and the colorful university life in front of him, his mood suddenly brightened...

However, at lunchtime, what happened was not so pleasant - after receiving the acceptance letter, the parents immediately showed a happy look, but immediately turned solemn, as if holding back something and wanted to tell him. When everyone was ready at the dinner table, my father spoke:

"Yucheng, there's something I have to tell you with your mother-"

"What's the matter?"

At that time, Jiang Yucheng was still immersed in the joy of receiving the notice, and he didn't expect what would happen later - at that time, he just thought that what his father said was so embarrassing, at best, it was just a thing like not being able to change to a new computer in his freshman year. However, when he spoke again, his father spit out the words, which surprised him:

"Your mother and I are divorced......"

"Oh, divorced, isn't it......"

Recalling the scene at that time, Jiang Yucheng now really wanted to complain that his "reflex arc can circle the earth three times" - "Who did you divorce again?" With an expression of obligation, Jiang Yucheng asked casually at that time.

The father didn't answer for a while-Jiang Yucheng looked at him with a smile, and after a few seconds, he realized that something was wrong: nonsense! Divorce is such a thing, if it weren't for the two of them, would it be possible to divorce someone else?!

"You...... You're getting a divorce?!"

The relationship between the parents has long been a stagnant pool - Jiang Yucheng also knows this. But when you think about it, there seems to be nothing unnatural about the atmosphere in the house - they talk to each other kindly. In Jiang Yucheng's eyes, at their age, they are already half an old man and an old lady, and the rest of their lives will probably go on like this!

"Wait, you're going to get a divorce, why don't you tell me?"

"We're not... I'm afraid of disturbing you to take the university entrance examination..."The mother's tone seemed a little apologetic, "Now that you have been admitted to the university, you don't have to repeat it, and we can worry less about it for the time being." After we get divorced, it won't affect you or anything - I'm still your mom, your dad is still your dad. We said okay, we have two houses, the old one is for me, and this one next to the school is for your dad - after you go to school, you can live wherever you want, and we both respect your decision......"

Faced with such a situation, Jiang Yucheng's first reaction was obviously not to accept this fact happily - although he is already so old, he is their child after all, if he can come forward to mediate, they should always have the possibility of getting back together. He told me what I thought—but my father shook his head:

"Yucheng, you don't need to persuade us - it's been almost a year since we decided to divorce, and we've been receiving the green book for several months. Your mother and I have seriously thought about it. I have thought about everything I should have thought about, and I have done everything I need to do. ”

I see, is this how adults deal with relationship problems? Not only did they hide everything from themselves, but even their new partners were found early... Before that day, Jiang Yucheng had two families (in order to facilitate his high school education, he bought a house in the neighborhood opposite the school in addition to the old house), a father and a mother, and after that day, he still had two families, but he had two fathers and two mothers -- and a younger sister as a gift......

After a short time to pass the dinner, Shanshan put down the dishes and chopsticks, turned around and carried her schoolbag upstairs, back to her own room, her "sacred realm". The house was designed with a full bathroom on the second floor - so since Sansa occupied the second floor, the first and second floors have really become two separate worlds. Usually, except for eating and going to school, Shanshan never goes downstairs, nor does she have any contact with Jiang Yucheng......

"Really, what the hell is she thinking......" Jiang Yucheng sighed, "I haven't offended her either......"

Let's be honest: Jiang Yucheng didn't think he had the talent to get along with his sister who was not related by blood without a teacher - but it was Han Yingshan herself who gave him this illusion. When they met for the first time last year, Shanshan greeted her very generously and cheerfully, and her brother called her brother shortly, which made Jiang Yucheng feel quite cordial. All in all, in the eyes of parents, Shanshan is obviously a good child who is almost perfect, and words like "autism" and "squatting at home" are obviously not related to her - Jiang Yucheng a year ago, of course, thought the same way.

But now it seems that Jiang Yucheng is too young after all - since her stepmother couldn't go home due to job transfers, and she was responsible for taking care of Shanshan, her attitude towards herself has changed a hundred and eighty degrees, from smiling to the way she is now. As for what made her dissatisfied, Jiang Yucheng couldn't figure it out.

After eating, Jiang Yucheng returned to his own room on the first floor, his family's house, which was a small two-story duplex, but each floor was a little cramped. In the three years of high school, the second floor has always been his own territory - but now, his sister occupies it, and a small study of more than ten square meters on the first floor has become his new bedroom. Fortunately, my father was recently sent to Sudan by the unit to dig for oil, and he will not come back in a few months, and his stepmother can't go home because of the job transfer, so the entire floor has basically become Jiang Yucheng's own space.

"Well, let's get to work......"

After cleaning up the mess on the table, Jiang Yucheng took his schoolbag, took out the Thinkpad that his family rewarded after he was admitted to college, put it on the table, and then gently pressed the power supply. With the squeak of the overwhelmed hard drive, the system finally booted up — he gently clicked on Word and began to work.

"Flying Little Fat Man" - this is another name for Jiang Yucheng, one of the contracted writers of China's largest online novel station and Dianniang. I say that I am a "writer", but in fact, it means a bit of a wolf with a big tail - so I should call it a "writer". Generally speaking, Jiang Yucheng, a sophomore at the beginning of the year, is engaged in the "promising" profession of online writer......