"Why would you ...... Like my brother? "For a long time, I asked bitterly.

Zhang Mingjing was playing with my hair, "If you like someone, do you want to see what he has?" ”

"I mean, he's such a bad guy......"

"It doesn't matter if he's good or not, my feeling is that I like him, and I can't help it. And Su Xing is your brother, how can you say that about him? ”

I was silent.

Will anyone like me like me?

"Okay, no painting, I told you all this in junior high school, what's wrong with you today?"

"Nothing." I smiled.

"By the way, Wue, were you forcibly kissed?"

, she found out?

If my brother forcibly kisses my sister, I will definitely lose face if I spread it! At school, our brothers and sisters will be the object of everyone's spit, right?

"The school has spread."

"Nima! So fast? "I was so shocked that I almost vomited blood.

"Of course! You're a school girl, and there are a lot of boys who pay attention to you! ”

Ahhh Could it be that the school paparazzi have been tracking my house? Speaking of which, being a school girl is really dangerous! If you accidentally expose your habits, you will definitely be exposed!

"I heard that the man who kissed you forcibly yesterday afternoon was beaten up by your suitor."

"Huh?" I'm a little confused.

"Didn't you get kissed by your tablemate?"

"Aren't you talking about my brother?"

"Your brother? What's the matter with your brother? Burn stupid. No, no, no, Wuhua, you go to sleep, you still have to help me with Su Xing, it's not okay to burn stupid. Zhang Mingjing took my little hand and forcibly stuffed it into the warm quilt.

He meowed, it was really a false alarm, and he thought that Zhang Mingjing was talking about Su Xing.

Forget it, let's sleep first and then talk about it, my forehead is getting hotter and hotter.

As soon as I closed my eyes, in less than two minutes, I fell asleep groggily, more dead than a dead pig.

At lunchtime, Su Xing woke me up in a whisper.

This sumptuous lunch was made by Zhang Mingjing.

She would occasionally come to my house, dressed up exquisitely, and use the excuse of playing with her girlfriends to get close to Su Xing.

A virtuous and virtuous woman is definitely the wife that men want to get, not to mention that she is still a slender beauty.

It would be good if Su Xing could be with her.

I sat across from them and ate quietly, with an aunty smile in my eyes.

Su Xing lowered his head to eat, trying to avoid my gaze.

Zhang Mingjing looked at me a little puzzled, and asked me why I was smiling like this with her eyes?

And I was immersed in my own imagination......

If the two of them tie the knot and fall in love for a long time, Su Xing will naturally forget Su Feiya little by little...... What bullshit dedication, it's all an illusion. Su Feiya found a boyfriend when she was in her third year of high school, and you can't get her.

When the time comes, the loneliness will be dispersed, and Su Xing will not leave.

Isn't that a happy ending?

But wait, I think it's too simple!

Up to now, in fact, I still have the shadow of Su Feiya in my heart, so will Su Xing refuse Zhang Mingjing's pursuit because he likes Su Feiya?

After lunch, I took the cold medicine that Su Xing bought, but it didn't improve at all, so I could only cover myself in the quilt boringly.

In the blink of an eye, night fell.

The rain did not stop, but it became heavier and heavier.

In the morning, my father called Su Xing, and the rain was pouring down, and they couldn't come back today.

Zhang Mingjing has also long since left.

I was the only one in the room.

Lonely and quiet.

I looked out the window into the darkness, and the breeze from nowhere made the curtains dance.

The lamp on my desk illuminates the weekend's homework, which I have already done halfway through.

Time passes imperceptibly.

I wondered, what will my fate be? Ever since I left the country, I don't know my sister's fate.

If I want to live in this body forever, how am I going to spend my life as a woman? How can I know where my sister's soul has gone?

Taking a deep breath, I picked up my phone next to my pillow......

Open the Writer's Assistant APP, organize my thoughts, and start writing novels.

The plot of my novel is very simple, it is written in the future of 2027, when I stand on the roof of a building blowing a cool breeze, and accidentally stumble and reborn into my sister's body, causing a series of ridiculous stories. In September 2016, it was published on the novel website of China Literature Group, titled "It's Terrible to Be a Sister". As soon as you click on Favorite, you will receive a notification of updates in a timely manner.

The content is painstakingly and painstakingly written, the plot is full of ups and downs, interlocking, and the reader's enthusiasm is like a surging river...... Not a single recommendation vote was cast, not a single comment was given.

Now, the book is in chapter 24, which reads: After a series of events, I fell ill with blood, and I could only lie in my sister's room, and then, pick up my phone and start writing a novel.

In the "novel" of the novel, it tells the story of my rebirth as a sister.

The story is just about to go to his sister's room, and the protagonist picks up his phone again and writes the novel.

……

Ahhh I'm really burned! The above "dead loop" is all brain-opening imagination! Actually, I picked up my phone just to listen to songs!

I PLAYED AN ENGLISH SONG CALLED "I MISS YOU", SUNG BY THE QUEEN OF RUSSIA, WITH AN ETHEREAL AND BEAUTIFUL VOICE.

I've listened to it for more than ten years, and I still like it very much.

Yesterday afternoon when I went home from the Internet, I hummed about it.

Even though my English is rotten to death, with my rich musical cells, I still sing along with the music on my phone, not out of tune, and the rhythm is very stable.

Later, I didn't feel like it was enough, so I sat up and put on my headphones.

After putting on the headphones, the whole world is Lao Tzu.

However, as soon as he finished singing two songs, the door suddenly opened.

Su Xing popped up a head.

Why didn't you knock on the door of my Nima Su torture!

I pulled off my headphones with a red face and looked at him a little panicked.

"You—You're sick!"

"You didn't lock the door yourself." Su Xing looked at me aggrievedly, "And I knocked on the door." ”

I huffed and crossed, "What's the matter with me?" ”

"It's fine." Su Xing said shyly, "That's, that's it, you sing so well, I didn't expect you to like this song too...... Why haven't I heard you sing before? ”

Of course, my sister has no talent for singing at all, and the genes in this area, and the eccentric parents only passed on to me.

Last night, while I was doing the laundry, Su Xing was singing in my room—that's pretty much what I used to.

"So you're just fine?" I continued to cross my hips.

"No ......" Su Xing's expression was unnatural.

After a pause, he smiled dryly: "Actually, I'm quite happy." My sister can actually sing, just like meeting a confidant. So, have you heard me sing......

"What do you say?" I was vicious, "I don't sleep at half past two in the morning, and I sing "Little Love Song" with a loud voice, you just think we sleep too soundly, right?" ”

Su Xing scratched his head and smiled, looking a little shy, which was completely different from the appearance of pinching my chin in anger last night.

He's been like this since he kissed me.

No way, his character is like this.

I pouted cutely, but my tone was very cold: "Since there is nothing to do, the little torturer will go down, and the palace will go to bed." ”

"Well, no painting, then I'll go back." Su Xing said with some disappointment, retracted his head, and closed the door gently.

It's just that the last time he looked at me, how could there be a trace of other flavor besides disappointment?

Suddenly, I found that my mouth was actually pouting "cute", and I came up with a mouthful.

"Pout! Let you pout! ”

"Big old man pouts! Protrude! Wash you! ”