Wang Jingcai didn't bother to think about what Song Wen was doing, all her feelings and purposes now are for her sister, and now she finally knows why those boys who used to have some brothers and sisters in the family love to show off their sister in front of them, at that time I still felt that this person was you and your fourth girl, and now Wang Jing himself has realized it to know the true meaning of this matter, who doesn't want to have a lovely sister?

In the past few days, Wang Jing has been working hard to save money, and he finally knew the responsibility of raising his daughter at a young age, and finally knew how to be good to girls, so he asked himself shamelessly. The female classmate next to her collected a lot of information. Deleted the things in his mobile phone, and all the downloads that should be downloaded became parenting manuals, knowing that Song Wenyou was startled when he saw it, she was the mobile phone that she felt was not familiar to him. Later, I felt that the password was not wrong. No, the password was not correct when he tried it just now, this password both of them knew each other's passwords, Wang Jing and him had been using this for several years, and suddenly changed the password to make Song Wen feel that his fingerprint was tried zero, and it was probably that he had just brushed off his fingerprint when he was brushing the dishes! He immediately took his mobile phone to ask, Wang Jing, who was still doing his homework next to him. I really don't know what he's thinking, he was doing his homework when he just got home from school in the middle of the day, and he looked at it when he saw that it was still tomorrow's homework, and he really served this person. Wang Jing didn't have time to pay attention to him, he didn't even raise his head, and asked him what he was doing? Song Wen rolled his eyes and said. Fuck you, when did you change your phone password and tell me if it wasn't enough. Wang Jing frowned, and then suddenly realized, generally to the point that fingerprints can only be recorded so few, I thought about which one to delete and couldn't delete it for a long time, and my mother couldn't delete my sister. I can't delete five, but after thinking about it, I still deleted you. Song Wen frowned and was puzzled, why did you delete my fingerprints? Do you ingest fingerprints of whom? Wang Jing raised his head and said very naturally. Isn't that a normal thing? I have my sister, I love my sister! Speaking of this word, Wang Jing was a little excited, he put down the pen in his hand, looked at his good brother in front of him with a shocked face, and then said Do you know what a sister is? That's the gods. Song Wen didn't understand Wang Jing's excitement, he was just at a loss and a little overwhelmed. He still hasn't understood what his sister has to do with fingerprints.

Wang Jing looked at him very unscrupulous, and then said: "After the people in my family recorded the fingerprints, my sister was left, and the remaining fingerprint is yours, isn't it your business and my own?" ”

Song Wen almost spurted blood and left, because the two people's mobile phones were like each other's, and a lot of things were stored in each other's points, looking at some boys' private things. It's the things that hide in the quilt at night and look at secretly, all of which are shared by two people. Including the usual study notes, what beautiful photos of beautiful women, they are all in each other's mobile phones, and whoever sees it on both sides will save it on whose mobile phone, so for a moment Song Wen feels very unaccustomed, he really is. A little resentful: "Do you play me like a fool?" Where did the fingerprints of such a small child come from? ”

Wang Jing rolled his eyes, of course he had to remind him to keep it in advance. Otherwise, why don't you get it until he grows up, of course, until he grows up a little bit, and then go straight to the morning sky as well as the evening sky? But he didn't bother to tell Song Wen that he was now writing his homework in a hurry, just to finish his homework quickly, and then have time to accompany his sister, or he would have to accompany his sister and write his homework at night, which made it difficult for him to be energetic the next morning, so that a box of G Wang Jing simply saved his time for writing homework. can accompany her sister comfortably and comfortably, or sleep comfortably to call a good one, which makes Wang Jing very satisfied, so she shortened her homework time, almost ten times. Originally, he went with Song Wen ten minutes after class, lying on the stairs to look at the girl, the beautiful girl slept with a smile, changed the world basketball team, and then went to the commissary to buy a few popsicles and lick them back. But now that Wang Song Wen is alone on the paper, he didn't subconsciously raise his head and twist back after Song Wen got out of class, and then when he was about to call Wang Jing, at this time, he was used to the fact that there was a girl sitting behind him and he would turn back, so he subconsciously bent his head to look at it, that is, the person next to him went directly to Wang Jing, and then said to him with a smile. Hanging out together or something, but just turned around and saw a black hair. Its owner lowered his head and wrote hard, the expression on his face more serious than when he had just started class. As long as I was sent to a moment, I felt that I had recognized the wrong person? Or is this person being taken away? Of course, it is impossible, but now is the era when Marxism is popular, there is no theory of ghosts and gods, let alone the cultivation of the true continent. Song Wen shook off the Xiuzhen books he read last night from his mind, and then slapped Wang Jing hard. Wang Jing looked at his confused eyes, didn't even look at him, just said don't pay attention to me, and then wrote his homework. This made Song Wen very depressed. It was originally an activity for two people, but it felt very strange to become him alone, one person lying on the railing to watch the beauty without any interest in washing, and one person and Zhang Zijian They didn't seem to be interesting to talk about basketball. Shook for a long time. After missing the first ten minutes of class, he lay down in his seat and began to sleep after the next ten minutes of class, and stopped calling Wang Jinghao, and it turned out that his guess was correct, this dead guy really wrote something all the time. Song Wen couldn't help it, and finally crawled over to take a look when he was about to get out of school in the afternoon, and found that it was actually a page that he occasionally turned to yesterday, but he remembered very clearly, the teacher hadn't talked about it yet, what was he doing? Do you have a preview of the text in advance? Are you kidding? He had never seen Wang Jing when he was so old, and he had studied the texts, let alone written so many things. Wang Jing faced his doubts and answered very naturally.

"I'm the class representative, I asked in advance and said that the grades were so good, I asked the teacher in advance, and it wasn't strange what his daily homework assignment was, I just said I wanted to review, or he previewed in advance, and he told me very happily, what he planned for tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and so on, I asked him like this every day, and told me like this every day, so I could preview a little more. Besides, isn't his homework the same every day? It's the same routine every day, it's just that the subjects are different, and it's okay to move it casually, and isn't it good to finish your homework early? Wang Jing glanced at Song Wen, with a contempt in his eyes that he had never seen before. I'm going home to spend time with my sister, so I can't waste time on homework. ”

Younger sister. Younger sister. Younger sister.

Everything is a sister.

Song Wen really wanted to slap him in the face, press him into his mother's belly, and then give birth to a girl from him, and then tell him, this is you are a sister. He was really convinced, he had never seen a person become such a fool, he didn't do extracurricular activities, he didn't go to his youth, and he even refused at night, he went to the game console together to see the little group at home early, so Song Wen's mood changed very badly. He was originally going to play games and play electric with Wang Jing, this is a matter of growing up, the two of them sneaked around the island comics to read comics and go to the electric game to play glass beads, this is a very familiar thing, and when they grow up, they just go to play dancing machines together. Sometimes he would catch a doll and break the gun to make his mother happy. But now he was running alone on the road for half a day, watching that the sun had not yet set. Just run away from the back. I still couldn't help but twitch the corners of my mouth, and in the end I went back to my cigarette butt brain, and it was really not interesting to play alone. He also plans to win dozens of pearls from Wang Jing. Who knew that he actually gave half of himself very generously, this kind of charity-like feeling made Song Wen have no choice, he stood cheap, and he didn't have the joy when he won a game after 18 rounds on weekdays. He walked slowly with a handful of glass beads in his hand, and at three o'clock in his school bag. Looking at the setting sun, there is a feeling that my good brother is gone.

Song Wen shook his head and walked slowly on this familiar street, this Wang Jing had already run in the opposite direction to him, and now he was the only one left, there was nowhere to go but to go home, and he walked slowly through the dark corner of an alley. There were a few boys gathered around smoking and lighting fires, and the gangsters generally knew about them, or the boys in this school knew about them. These little gangsters are the same age as the students in the vocational high school next to the best private high school, but they look like adults are precocious. Song Wen doesn't despise them, but it's really difficult to communicate with this kind of person, especially these people with colorful hair and all kinds of strange clothes every day, and then block the alley at the entrance of their school to blackmail them, men and women in school uniforms, even girls, what a scumbag, Song Wen really doesn't bother to pay attention to them, he can't help but gag when he sees them, these scum scum in society.

Song Wen wanted to walk forward slowly as usual, but suddenly heard the cry and cry of a girl, and Song Wen stopped at once. He didn't look back, he just thought about his gains and losses, and just glanced at the colorful hair, about five or six. He didn't seem to see the people in their uniforms, and he didn't hear anything, but he knew very well that he had just heard the girls' voices, could it be that they were blocking him from seeing? Do you want to look back, Song Wen thought.

Forget it, just as if he hadn't seen it, he was not a hero after sending it off, he paused and planned to go forward, at this time he heard it really, really clearly, there was really the crying of girls, and the obscene voices of those boys, including the sound of clothes stabbing. Song Wen paused suddenly. He had just stepped through the alley, and the junction was not far away. It's really a turnaround, and then he takes his right hand and vigorously carries the collar of his school bag. The jointed fingers are covered with green muscles. Smack. The bag was thrown out.