Chapter Seventy-One: To Home, to Home

"Haha, remember." Xiang Qian leaned her head on his shoulder and said with a smile: "16 years old." You made me decide to choose my own future. ”

She lowered her voice and said in her brother's voice, "Ah Zi, have you thought about what you want to do in the future?" Like me, into the Shangzhong? Or do you want to be an engineer, a designer, a doctor, or something else? Have you analyzed your strengths and weaknesses? …… It was the first lesson in my life, the first thing you taught me – to go for the life I wanted. I always remember. Haha......" Lying on his shoulder, Xiang Qian smiled.

Bowing his head, Shang Yinan also smiled. The light shone from the top of their heads, and if you look closely, the brother and sister have the same big eyes and a high nose bridge.

"It's been so many years, but the days when you follow me all day long and call my brother seem like ......just yesterday," put his big arm around his sister's shoulder, and he relaxed on the sofa.

It's been a long time since the two of them have talked like tonight.

She was always very dependent on herself as a child, this brother who was seven years older than her. When I was in elementary school, I was pulled from behind and braided to find my brother; was kicked by a boy to break the broom while doing sanitation on duty, looking for his brother; It rains to go to school and find my brother to send it; I want to read comics and find my brother; I also have to take my brother to watch the NBA game. Thinking of this, Shang Yinan suddenly spoke: "Why did you suddenly not mention basketball at all one day when you were so fanatical about it?" ”

Xiang Qian was stunned.

Haizhou Foreign Chinese School is a well-known private middle school. There are only two kinds of people who go to school - those with particularly good grades, or those with particularly good families. It is also notoriously strict in its management: uniforms are uniformed; All pick-up and drop-off is in a dedicated parking lot 1 km off-campus, and day students are encouraged to ride to school; No mobile phones are allowed before 8 p.m.

Therefore, the entertainment activities after class are all reading magazines. At that time, basketball magazines were so expensive, and she bought almost all the monthly magazines on the market. There are still thick magazines and posters in the study.

"I see, you can't even spell the name of your favorite basketball star now, can you?" Seeing her like this, Shang Yinan said bluntly.

The figure came to mind, Xiang Qian felt sour, turned his head to look out the window and said, "Haha, adolescent girls, they like a lot of things, and they are also forgetful." ”

It's not that she doesn't remember. It's that he doesn't have the only basketball star and team he likes - there are too many, and those black and white faces almost all look the same in her eyes. Once when he went to a game on behalf of the varsity sports team, he pointed to Curry on the cover and talked to her for half an hour at the bookstore at the entrance of the gymnasium. Since then, she has always kept a sports magazine in her school bag, listening to him talk and watching his eyebrows flutter.

"Brother, actually, ...... that night," she said suddenly, "It's the first time I've fallen out of love." ”

"Still a crush, haha, isn't it stupid."

……

Wishing home.

Zhu Hang was also called back this night. It's the same four people, it's the same dinner, and the atmosphere here is much more dreary. Zhu Hang lowered his eyes and silently ate the steak on the plate, and his brother and father ate stir-fried vegetables and chatted about work.

Chen Yue asked her aunt to bring a bowl of sweet soup, served a bowl to Zhu Yuan, and said, "It's been cold recently, drink some warmth and warmth." Auntie took the soup spoon and served a bowl to Zhu Sijian.

Seeing that Zhu Hang finished eating the steak on the plate and put down the knife and fork, Zhu Sijian said: "Mr. Xiong called me and said that her daughter was very fierce and her feet were twisted, what do you think?!" In the end, he threw the spoon in his hand into the bowl.

"Does it have anything to do with me when she walks and twists her foot?"

"It's also your future wife, why don't you know so much about distressed people? Who will marry you in the future? The whole face is tense, and I don't know who to look at. Chen Yue saw him retort, and a wave of anger welled up in his chest.