Volume II, Chapter 3: The Nest

"I'm back."

After Liu Yingying opened the door and entered the house, her grandmother, who was sitting in front of the TV, asked lightly, but there was a kind smile on her face.

"Well, grandma, why don't you go to bed?" Liu Yingying took off her beige women's short windbreaker and asked in a soft voice while hanging it on the hanger.

Grandma and sister are her closest relatives, although she and her sister lost their mother, but her feelings for grandma are the deepest, grandma is not particularly old, only in her sixties, looking at grandma's red eyes, Liu Yingying's heart rose a little pain.

The old man cried, Liu Yingying could see why, didn't she feel sad because her two granddaughters lost their closest people?

"Grandma, Frost and Frost are sleeping." Liu Yingying stepped on her slippers and sat down beside her grandmother, watching the emotional drama on TV and asked.

Liu Shuangshuang is her sister.

And the grandmother just sighed, full of grievances, and told her to go back to the bedroom.

Outside the window, the snow stopped, and the sky was dim orange and yellow, Liu Yingying looked out the window, and then got up and walked to her and her sister's room.

When her grandmother asked her to go back just now, Liu Yingying heard a slight sobbing sound from the bedroom, and after entering the bedroom, she slowly sat on her bed.

On the side of the bed lay a petite little girl with beautiful black hair, who hugged her dolphin plush pillow and sobbed pitifully with her back to her back.

"Frost, don't cry, my sister is back."

Liu Yingying said comforting words and gently rubbed her shoulder.

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Nizi immediately sat up, and her speed was only one ten-thousandth of a second.

The skull hit her chest, making Liu Yingying instinctively make a little painful look, but she was not angry, and hugged her sister tightly with two sour eyes.

"Sister, I think Mom, what will we do in the future of our family's life?"

Shuangshuang had just entered high school, the most stressful class in her academic career, she threw herself into her sister's arms, and her sad cry seemed to feel that every day was going to the lowest point in her life.

Of course, Liu Yingying wanted to cry more than her, but she controlled it, she was a strong girl, she used to be a role model in the hearts of other people's children, although now God has set up a huge bump, at this moment, looking at this person who should be protected by her, she has to brew the brilliance of her motherhood.

She said, the eldest sister is the mother, and I will take care of this family from now on.

Regardless of whether Liu Shuangshuang can listen to it or not, she can only say this.

Besides, this is what she has always thought, after coaxing her sister to sleep, she lay down next to her sister and took out her mobile phone.

She flipped through the circle of friends of Dongfang Dulong, she really didn't expect that she would have a fate with the little waste wood that she didn't do at the beginning.

There are very few selfies, a lot of life photos, but Liu Yingying found that he is not like many people, like to send some travel, eating, drinking, chicken soup for the soul and other things, in addition to four or five photos of himself as a fashion male model, almost all of them are his small pets, Liu Yingying felt bitter and speechless when she saw these photos, except for a cute looking husky, the rest of the pets are animals that most girls hate.

The lights in the living room disappeared, and the whole house was dark, Liu Yingying turned off her mobile phone and prepared to sleep, she knew that it was her grandmother who turned off the TV.

In the early morning, the sun pierces the white clouds, and the snow hidden on the roofs of the residential buildings is like sweet cream on a cake.

Liu Yingying returned to school again, went to class, got out of class, went back to the dormitory, and continued to live such a capricious life, there was no class in the afternoon, Liu Yingying sat on the bed and read a novel.

"Hey, you know what, that girl died a few days ago." A girl with burgundy curly hair and two electric eyes in the dormitory whispered to the two public-faced girls around her and secretly pointed at Liu Yingying.

Liu Yingying didn't look up, and she didn't know what the person opposite was saying, but she continued to swipe her finger on the phone screen.

"Hey, silly girl, come here!"

The curly-haired woman lit the Hyunhyomon cigarette on her lips and exhaled a long puff of smoke and shouted playfully.

"What?" Liu Yingying raised her head and asked softly, while the other two girls also looked at her with mocking expressions.

Liu Yingying's eyes revealed a disgust, but she did not lose the indelible cuteness on her inflatable doll-like face.

The girl was the eldest lady in her dormitory, and her family had a well-known large KTV in the city, Liu Yingying understood what she meant, and she wanted to instruct Liu Yingying to run errands for her.

"What? Come over to you! The curly-haired girl's expression became even more hateful, as she noticed that Liu Yingying's tone was a little hostile.

"You want to be beaten, don't you?"

Faced with the increasingly strong smell of gunpowder from the other party, Liu Yingying put down her mobile phone and got out of bed, and walked towards her timidly.

"Oh my God, why am I so? Liu Yingying, you weren't like this before. Liu Yingying bit her lip and said hatefully in her heart.