The night is slowly deeper, and the street is slowly quieter, because there is an accident outside, occasionally, a few policemen are patrolling outside, and because of this, there are fewer pedestrians on the road, and the downtown area is quieter than ever, there is no sound of cars on the pedestrian street, and there are no pedestrians, and a trace of wind can be heard outside the window.

"Sister!" Tang Fei was so bored with her sister, she watched TV, but she fell asleep, speechless, and asked her not to answer.

When my sister fell asleep, she looked beautiful, naughty little mouth, just like when she was a child, playful, cute, and with a hint of savagery, very beautiful, and very interesting, she gently combed her hair, delicate face, very charming, that kind of kind and lovely feeling, echoing in her heart, for her, there is always an indescribable feeling, that feeling, not the kind of intoxication of a beautiful woman, nor is it completely attached to family affection, as if there are both, very indescribable.

"Hey, savage old lady, I'm really afraid of you!" Tang Fei turned around and picked up the elder sister, Yang Qian was confused, picked up by her younger brother, her delicate hands also hooked her younger brother's neck, just like a naughty little woman, she really accompanied her sister, and she was also very tormented, she didn't want to be strong, she was tall, and she was convex and backward, if it was another woman, it would be strange to let her go.

put my sister on the bed, took off her high-heeled boots, and then covered her with a quilt, thinking that she was asleep, but, helping her cover the quilt, Yang Qian's beautiful eyes were half-open in a daze, and I didn't know if she was sleeping or waking up, but the ignorant confusion was beautiful and playful, hey, the more I looked at it, the more I liked it.

What's more, the dirty thoughts, a little fermented in the mind, I can't stand it, who calls himself a man, close the door and come out, Tang Fei ran into the bathroom, took a shower, a simple day, and that's it, in fact, when I was in Europe before, there were also women who wanted to stay and live a quiet life, but at that time, I couldn't stop, and I couldn't be quiet, it's not that the sixth son died, I was tired, and I wouldn't come back.

Five brothers, one walked, it was like cutting off one of five fingers, and when you stretched out your hand, you could feel the pain, and it seemed to be the same after a long time.

With my sister, it seems to be a little accustomed to this kind of dull days, when I was a child, I grew up with my grandparents, my grandmother hurt herself very much, and often secretly stuffed good food for herself, and at that time I was very naughty, I would run to the ditch on the other side of the mountain to play, take a bath in it, every evening, the old sister always shouted to eat herself, along the river all the way to find herself, she was only a few years old, naughty and mischievous, she shouted not to listen, just take a few branches to scare herself, said to beat herself, but every time it was like that, a few taps, it was funny to think about.

After so many years, every time I think of my sister's playful appearance, I miss the days of the past, and I miss the days with my grandparents, in my life, I recognize my relatives, just these few, grandparents, and a sister, grandparents are gone, there is only one relative now, as for the mother, she was not born to her, she doesn't care about herself, father, yes, a gambler, grandma is angry with him, out of sight, I get angry when I think about it, grandma's death, my hatred for him has not disappeared for so many years, He is alive or dead, he really doesn't want to know, he is not filial to his grandparents, and don't blame himself for being unfilial to him, a person who makes his grandmother angry to death, seriously, he is angry when he sees it, when his grandmother dies, he wants to beat him, if he hadn't blocked his grandmother's money for medical treatment, his grandmother would not have died so early, he was his father after all, and he couldn't help but kill him at that time, but he had to forgive himself, it was impossible in this life, unless his grandmother was resurrected, otherwise, he would never forgive him.

After taking a shower, wearing a pair of shorts and walking on the sofa, the days of the day have passed, seeing, it's twelve o'clock, and I have to go to work tomorrow, hey, when, I'm an invincible mercenary, I actually became an urban white-collar worker, I have to go to work every day, and I'm speechless.