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On the plane, Yun Bixue happily pulled Xie Limo and talked about her sister, "Although my sister is only seventeen years old, she is very sensible, she has a strong temperament, different from me, I remember that she was so tall before, and when she arrived at Yang Siru's waist, she dared to stretch out her hammer head to hit Yang Siru, and finally made her nose blue and swollen, I knew she was angry with me again, I asked her what was wrong, she also said that she fell, I was a few years older than her, how could I fall like that, it's so stupid"

The more she thought about it, the more Yun Bixue missed her sister, it seemed that from childhood to adulthood, it was her sister who was protecting her, that tomboy's personality was too impulsive, so she didn't worry about staying by her side, and forcefully let her go abroad.

My sister's information is in her own hands, so she can't go back to China without a passport, and she has been clamoring to come back in the past few years, but it has been a lot quieter in the past two years.

Thinking of her sister, Yun Qingxue looked gentle and submissive.

Xie Limo touched her head, already listening quietly, feeling sorry for their sisters. "Don't worry, your sister is also my sister."

It's so good, she can finally bring a brother-in-law to her sister to show her, and the girl doesn't know what to do, she has been following Bai Yaoyao recently, and she has become more and more improper.

Yun Bixue smiled and said, "I have a headache with her temperament." ”

"No matter how much headache you have, it's also your sister"

Yun Bixue continued: "You don't know, in order to protect me, there will be many fights with people, obviously younger than me, but they hold me and say they will protect me." Saying that, Yun Bixue couldn't help but shed tears, she didn't say anything about the past, let alone tell Su Lenghan.

But in front of Xie Limo, she always can't help but want to share the story in her heart.

"Also, she was in junior high school, she was in elementary school, I was bullied by the people in the school, she knew, without saying a word, she took her buddies from elementary school, ran to the junior high school, and found those few people to fight in a group, do you know that the people in junior high school are so tall than them, she even ignored it to vent her anger for me, do you know what the person who bullied me said later" Yun Bixue's eyes were shining, thinking about it now, she still wanted to laugh, but her heart was warm.

Xie Limo raised his eyebrows and said, "What did Ao say?"

"She said to me that she would never dare to bully me again, she said, other people fight crazy, and your sister fights that is dead"

Xie Limo gently wiped away the tears in Yun Bixue's eyes with his hand, and said warmly: "Your sister is very sensible and knows how to protect her sister." ”

"I was soft at that time, but I knew that my sister also suffered a lot, and I wanted to work hard to become stronger to help my sister, so I took the initiative to mention to my grandfather that I wanted to learn martial arts, so my grandfather arranged it for me."

Yun Bixue remembered that once, when her sister was sitting at the door of the elementary school with her legs fragile, her heart was about to break, and the teacher of the elementary school said that her sister was too sloppy and did not do her job, so she knew that she was fighting and planned to be expelled.

But in order not to worry herself, her sister kept squatting at the door, thinking about asking the teacher not to drive her away.

Later, my grandfather stepped forward and transferred my sister to another elementary school, and then junior high school.

Sighing lightly, Yun Bixue said: "When I reached the age of sensibility in junior high school, my sister cut her long hair, she said, sister, there are no boys in our family, I will be your brother in the future, and no one can bully us." 00 collected and organized, the copyright belongs to the author or the publishing house.