I like the kind of thing that makes me happy to see her, and I think she's cute.

I boil love to the kind of tolerance that comes after familiarity, so it's easy to like someone, but it's hard to love someone.

This is my feeling after reading a youth novel.,Since I was a child, I have preferred that kind of ordinary and simple little stories.,I don't like the famous books recommended by everyone.,Maybe my artistic conception is really not so high.。

I remember when I was a child, I was very fond of the magazine "Crazy Reading", and every time a new issue came out, I would run to the bookstore until the bookstore owner would prepare it for me in advance.

I didn't stop reading until the end of the experience with Xu Qing, and she has changed her style in the past few days.

I really don't get used to being Britney, it's like your parents, who have always been fierce to you, suddenly speak softly to you, and something bad will happen.

But I didn't listen to the call and was bent on treating her well, no, my first reaction after making tea was to try it for her.

But she didn't know where she went, leaving only her books covered in the study room.

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"Today's memorization task?" I whispered softly behind her.

"Guess?" Like a stealing cat being discovered, she immediately dodges.

"I guess it's definitely not, how can there be such beautiful verses in the text, it can't be a beautiful woman, right?"

I surrounded her and made a joke.

"Well, I've had a crush on someone lately." After saying that, she shyly ran away from me.

"Ah, this probationary period has just ended, so don't you empathize, right?"

I looked at her and decided to take a look, "Hey, it's wrong, go home this way." ”

And then after a while she floated past me again, and I knew we were all playing dumb.

From being accustomed to her being good to me to finding out that I am used to being good to her, life always does not play according to the routine.

On the way home, she described to me the person she had a crush on, and I agreed that I must check for her and not let her be single.

"It's still home, I like it here."

Xu Qing, who returned home, opened the window and breathed in the fresh air.

Lazily leaning on the guardrail, she is like Zhou Dongyu in "On the Balcony", fresh and refined.

"Yes, the golden nest and the silver nest are not as good as your own kennel."

In fact, I always thought that the person who said this was also standing next to such a person of the opposite sex at that time.

I looked at her like this, "There is a beautiful woman in the distance, and at first sight, she will be captivated, and then she will look at the city." ”

The familiar ringtone ringing on the mobile phone is Mok Wenwei's allure of the country and the city.

I picked up my phone impatiently, and when I listened to it, my smile gradually froze.

A deep voice came from there, "Son, be surprised, I'll be here tomorrow morning." ”

I hurriedly covered my phone for fear of being heard by Xu Qing, and then rushed into the room and almost locked it.

"Mom, why didn't you tell me in advance," I whispered.

"Why, you're not welcome!"

"No, I just didn't — do — do — be mentally ready, yes, that's it." I applaud the reasons I came up with.

"Now you have a bottom, tomorrow my mother will see how you are doing in your independent life."

That's when I remembered the promise I made when I was fighting with my parents.

When I was a child, my parents always took care of me, but my sister was always left out in the cold, even though she had good grades, and I was always puzzled by this.

As I grew up, I rebelled against them again and again, because I wanted to be treated the same as my sister, and I wanted to be as independent as my sister. Anyway, I can't stand the fact that they've been keeping me in check.

But they always say to me, "You are just a flower that has not yet grown up, and if you leave our care, you will wither immediately." ”

After the college entrance examination, I threatened them with volunteering to go to the northwest, and they finally agreed to let me go alone.

But after coming here for a few months, I admit that I miss them a little, but whose children don't float away when they grow up, it's just that wanderers have to return to their roots, and no one can give up their home.

Now I'm just worried about how to talk to Xu Qing about this, and I said before that I wouldn't drive her away, but now I want to go and tell her, "You move out." ”

Even moving out temporarily doesn't make sense. But I know my mom's personality, she wants to know that I'm living with a girl, and she doesn't know what she thinks of me.

I wandered back and forth in my room, racking my brains to think of a way to do both.

After a while, Xu Qing walked into the room and looked at me, "It's embarrassing, isn't it?" ”

"What you say, I don't understand." I thought to myself she wouldn't have heard.

"Your mother's number, right?" She looked down at the floor, her feet swinging unconsciously.

"How do you know?" I looked confused.

I saw her slowly take out a letter from her body and hold it, "I opened it and read it when I arrived today." ”

I covered my face with my hands in shame, "Mom, why do you still keep this habit?" ”

"I ......"

"I'll move," she interrupted and turned away, leaving me messy in the wind.

When I got back to her room, she was silently packing her clothes, always with her back to me.

I leaned against the door for a long time, "Where are you going?" ”

After a while, she said softly, "The hotel has been booked." ”

Looking at her figure, I had an urge to hug her, but it was just an idea.

"Scarf, it's a little cold outside now, and hand cream,...... Remember to warm milk tea. ”

I don't know how I suddenly said so much about her habits, and she always stuffed that thing into her suitcase after I finished speaking.

When I went out, she suddenly raised her head and said to me with a smile: "It's not life and death, why are you so hypocritical, I'll be back in a few days." And now you owe me a favor. ”

The smile was so ugly, I didn't say it.

"I'll send you." I also pretended to be happy.

"No, I'm quiet, I don't want to see you so hypocritical."

That's it, one person comes and three people are nervous, and my sister, because I'm going to use her as a shield again.