Volume 1 Chapter 99: Memories: Her Memories

"Jingle bells, jingle bells—"

The alarm clock was yelling again, and I lazily stretched out my arms and pressed this nasty guy with my hands.

I've been woken up almost every day by this guy, and I'm tempted to push it off the ground and keep it silent forever, but then I think about it, it's a lifeless thing after all, and the reason why it warns me every day not to let the sun burn my ass on a teppanyaki is not all I told it? So, in the end, the fault is all on me.

The more it kept waking me up, the more reluctant I was to crawl out of the warm bed, but what was the thing in the world revolving around me? I could only crawl out of my "snake hole" slowly with resentment in my heart, like a snake after hibernation.

Washing up and eating breakfast in the same way, since I knew that the kid lived in the same neighborhood as my family, until now, I have been busier every morning than before, because my family has never had a man since a month ago, and the three people who depend on me for their lives are my mother, sister and grandmother, my sister and I father died a month ago because of the firefighting, he is a soldier, a firefighter, and then we get only regular pension and preferential treatment according to the regulations, But no matter how glorious and eternal, my father has left us forever, and all the time, always by my side, is the boy who stands downstairs in my house on time every day when he goes to school, and his pockets and trouser pockets are always stuffed with chocolate and candy.

"Sister, these are delicious, they are all for you, and the rest are not very delicious." Dongfang Dusk Dragon had a stick in his mouth, and when he saw me coming out of the corridor, he ran over, took out a lot of snacks from his pocket and stuffed them into my hands, and all kinds of candies and chocolates also spilled out because of my dissatisfaction, and then he pointed to the remaining snacks in his pocket and told me that they were not delicious, and I didn't care much about the snacks scattered on the ground, but said to him thank you gently and shyly.

"Thanks for what? What's polite with me? I'm your brother, go sister, let's go to school. "The Oriental Twilight Dragon, who was a head shorter than me, said to me, grabbed my wrist, and ran like a wild maniac, but the school was only two blocks away from our home, and we were still in the active period of our youth, so I ran after him like a little madman.

In order not to be seen by the teachers and the director of the school's guidance office, we stuffed the snacks into our school bags on the way there, and finally reached our school gate with our restless hearts as if we had run a marathon of several kilometers.

"You see, Liu Yingying and that silly boy are together, and they are talking and laughing, it can't be early love, right?"

"Impossible, how could Liu Yingying fall in love with that waste who is nothing, I think it's just to see how cute he is, let's talk to him casually?"

Just as I was telling Dongfang Dulong to study hard, I heard the gossip that wanted to make my ears grind out calluses, and we both turned around at the same time, and sure enough, walking a few meters behind us were three classmates in our class, and they noticed that we looked back at them, so they stopped talking nonsense, and all looked at me flatteringly and smiled.

"You're the shit!" Dongfang Dusk Dragon was the first to be unhappy, and pointed at them and replied angrily.

I know that those three classmates always look at Dongfang Duilong through the crack in the door, and look at me with a completely open door, but I don't like unfairness, Dongfang Dusk Long's academic performance is indeed very poor, and he is shorter than the average boy, and he looks like a sick seedling in a vegetable field, I patted his thin back, signaling him not to be like them.

We all sat as straight as a statue under the familiar bell of the class, and waited for the teacher who used to teach the computer class to come in and talk about the math class, and she had changed the teaching subject.

When I was young, I was the most active one in almost every class, but I was not the class leader, just a study committee member and a good student, and the teachers paid more attention to me than the class leader, because I had many specialties in addition to learning, far better than the class leader.

My speech is positive, it is already a commonplace, but what makes me most uneasy is Dongfang Dulong, although his academic performance has nothing to do with me, but I have almost never come to this world to be an out-and-out rotten good person, no matter who it is, as long as I have the ability to help, I will stretch out my hand transformed into roses, because I know that giving roses to people, hands have fragrance.

Math has always been his nightmare, but his Chinese is okay, I remember one time he was fifth in the class, whenever in math class, as long as the teacher is ready to ask questions, I can always see that he wants to find a crack in the ground.

Galileo said: "Instead of exaggerating nonsense, it is better to use that clever and concise language, I don't know", being asked is a piece of cake for me, but for him it is a big disaster, but I have never looked down on anyone's psychology, I am just very curious and despise some people, every time Dongfang Dusk Dragon is asked by the teacher, many classmates will look at him and laugh, as if they are much better than others.

Once, when he was laughed at by the whole class, after class, he felt like his life had no direction, lying on his desk alone, crying was called a pitiful ......

Everyone pretended not to see him, and walked past him and out of the classroom, but I didn't go out, and I went to look for him after the teacher had talked to me.

I gently patted his twitching back, he was lying on his little arm, I don't know who was patting him, the next second, he didn't raise his head, full of grievances and yelled "get out".

I understood that he thought it was one of the classmates who laughed at him, so I shook my head lightly, and then said to him gently, "I'm Liu Yingying, your sister." ”

As soon as he heard that it was me, his convulsive body immediately stopped, and then he slowly raised his little head, he was very fair-skinned when he was a child, and his face was fleshy, just like Sheng Yuan in my sister's class now, his eyes were crying very red, and at this moment he looked like a little rabbit without long ears.

"I understand this time, this is the result of not studying well, if you don't study hard, what will happen in the future? Do you want to pedal three wheels, move bricks and sell coolies? Do you need strength to do those jobs, you see your small body, don't study, okay? I don't want to hurt his glass heart, I'm just thinking about him, I think, always use the cold to ask for warmth, like a kindergarten aunt with snacks and toys to coax a person, this way will make people have a kind of dependence over time, really let a person grow, is to tell him how to face his life correctly, therefore, I use a strict way to educate him.

Now that he has grown up, he has completely done it to make money and deal with people, what I am most afraid of now is that he still retains some of the immaturity of his childhood, that is, the performance of childishness, not that he is always coquettish and naughty to me like a sticky cake, but he always easily imagines people as an unsightly appearance, which is more naïve than these naiveties when he was a child, which is what worries me the most.

"Sister, let's ...... Ah no, except for my mom and dad, you are the best for me, everyone looks down on me, thinks I'm a little brat, waste, only my sister you don't think so...... Still...... And often by my side...... Sister ......".

He threw himself into my arms until tears soaked my clothes, and my heart was still full of joy, because I taught him that he was not angry, if it was someone else, let alone the classmates who looked down on him in the class, even if the teacher criticized him fiercely, he always secretly abused the teacher behind his back.

I often tell him not to do this, one is that the teacher criticizes you for your own good, and the other is to ask him to be vigilant, be careful of the wall has ears, our homeroom teacher don't look at the special attention to our top students, in fact, excellent academic performance is not comprehensive at all, many students are secretly courteous to the teacher behind their backs, giving gifts, shaving horses, sending to the teacher's tutorial class, because in this way, the teacher can treat their children like a mother, even if it is a bad student, the teacher will also give them a small stove.

Until the third grade, after the end of the pleasant summer vacation, after the end of the school on the day before the start of school, it seems that because he did not determine the time of school, so he went out of the school gate without waiting for his parents to respond, he cried, and finally our homeroom teacher took him back to his younger brother and sister-in-law's house, and the homeroom teacher opened a small dining table at the home of his younger brother and sister-in-law, which was later told to me secretly by Dongfang Dulong, I have not been to the small dining table of the homeroom teacher, and the Education Bureau has quite strict regulations. Teachers are forbidden to run tutorial classes and small dining tables without permission, but orders are just orders, just like the law, no matter how strict they are, there are still many people who deliberately violate these regulations, at most destroying all the evidence, making it impossible for people to detect.

He has always been unwilling to reveal anything on his mind, not even his parents tell a word, he always tells me his inner thoughts, and I am willing to listen to him all the time, he is bullied, and I always stand in front of him like a fairy.

The one I remember most vividly was the first time I deserted during class.

He and my good sister Wu Xue were assigned to the same table, I have never been at the same table with him in the past six years, and we both want to be together at any time, but the head teacher disagreed, saying that he was afraid that he would affect my studies, and even said that he was not worthy of sitting with me at all, and in desperation, I could only obey the will of the class leader.

He and Wu Xue sat diagonally opposite me more than a meter in front of me, maybe my eyes were bigger, right? My vision is very broad, and when I am in class, I can always see Wu Xue secretly scratching something on Dongfang Dusk Dragon's body, and after class, I asked her.

"Don't always bully him, my classmates are bullying him, then I really can't control it, I can't manage it, but you are my good sister, I have to tell you, you can not help him, but you can't bully him, others have no conscience but we can't do without, you know?"

Wu Xue asked me to put a hundred hearts at ease every time, and said to me: "Okay, okay, I will never bully him again in the future, alas, it is also said that it is not good for me to bully a waste." ”

I was full of anger at her words, we were both young at the time, and Wu Xue was my best sister, so I didn't say anything more, but always advised her not to fight against Dongfang Dulong.

But later, I really couldn't bear it, although Wu Xue is my good friend, but Dongfang Dusk Dragon is also my good friend, I only stand on the weak side, when I saw Wu Xue once again to Dongfang Dusk Dragon "two-finger Zen", I took advantage of the teacher's rustling on the blackboard to write chalk words, I immediately threw one of my ballpoint pens to Wu Xue, I didn't care which pen I was holding, and later I learned that it was the one that Wu Xue gave me.

I have always been a good example in the minds of teachers and classmates, this is the first time I was called to the office by the teacher to lecture, and it is also the first time that the teacher issued a stern warning to me, when the ballpoint pen was thrown out by me like a dart, the tip of the pen happened to be stretched out, I naturally remember the stroke on Wu Xue's face, since then, my relationship with Wu Xue has faded like tea the next day, and at the same time there is Liu Wei, her relationship with me is better than the relationship with Wu Xue, That's why they now see me as an enemy, just because of that pen? That's too cautious, isn't it?

It's not like the times, just like technology, the speed of development is comparable to an intercontinental missile, and the same is true of people's hearts, I am completely different from me back then, and the Oriental Dusk Dragon is completely different from back then, I used to be a white swan, he was an ugly duckling, and now I am an ugly duckling, he is a white swan.

Ever since I was in elementary school, I like to keep a diary every day, and I have kept this diary until now, and I am a master at protecting things, and this book is still the same as the new one I bought, but it is already full of dense words. Unlike the textbooks of the Oriental Twilight Dragon, a book is like being eaten by a mouse, many celebrities and portraits in the book have been graffiti by his brain, and now in retrospect, I can't help but laugh too low, I record the little things that happened in the past, the second protagonist in this diary, not my family, but this big living treasure that makes me happy and worried.