I didn't dare to go to the black Internet café, but Sister Yingying kept pulling me to the dark Internet café outside the community to play. I asked Sister Yingying to go alone, but she said that she would not play alone, so she had to take me with her.

At that time, there was a strong smell of smoke in the black Internet café, which I didn't like. The people inside looked weird and had an indescribable feeling.

I sat next to Yingying's sister and watched her play Fantasy Journey to the West, and Yingying often said that she would also open a machine for me.

I shook my head and said no, I think coming to the black Internet café is already the most I can do with my sister.

If you play with a computer in this kind of place, you will learn badly, and after staying for a long time, you will feel that you will learn badly.

Sometimes I'm afraid of something, and my sister probably has no money in those days, sitting in front of the computer in a black Internet café and worrying.

On the penultimate day of school, I was still sleeping in the morning when I heard a noise.

I didn't think anything of it at first, but the sound never stopped.

I opened my eyes slightly and saw my sister rummaging through my cupboard.

There are two cabinets on the left and right at the head of the bed, and Sister Yingying sleeps on the left, so the cabinet on the left is hers.

The one on the right is mine, and we said that neither of us was allowed to touch the other's cabinet.

I pretended to yawn and reminded Sister Yingying to sit up slightly, but Sister Yingying stopped moving, turned her back to me, and slowly closed the door of my cabinet.

I sat on the bed in a bit of a panic, knowing that my sister was rummaging through my cupboard, and I understood that she was looking for my New Year's money.

After a long stalemate, my sister finally spoke, and she asked me if I could lend her the New Year's money. When school started, it was slowly returned to me, and I couldn't help but agree after thinking about it for a while.

I took out my New Year's money from under the bed and gave Sister Yingying 300 yuan.

She went to the black Internet café alone, and for the first time she didn't ask me to accompany her.

I didn't accompany Sister Yingying for the next three days, and I was thinking about why my sister likes to play Fantasy Journey to the West.

I sometimes think that I follow my mother and my sister Yingying follow my father.

And this kind of turn-based game is more inclined to calculation and gaming, so my sister who likes math and science will like it so much.

In contrast, MapleStory is just a way to farm monsters and team up to go to dungeons, and I even sometimes use it as a chat tool.

In those three days, every time my sister ran home out of breath after a meal or a meal, my mother said Sister Yingying a few times for this.

School starts tomorrow, and my mom asks me where my sister has gone halfway through dinner.

I shook my head and said I didn't know, and thought about it and said that I might have gone to find my grandfather or grandmother, or my grandfather or grandmother.

My mother called my grandfather, grandmother, grandfather, and grandmother in front of me, and that day was the second time my sister was beaten by my mother.

When my sister came back out of breath, she was pulled into the master bedroom by her mother and the door was closed, and all I could hear was crying and shouting. I tried to stick it on the door and listen, but I was afraid that my mother would suddenly come out and find out that I was eavesdropping.

At that time, I heard my sister say that I wouldn't dare next time, and I wouldn't dare next time.

After that, my sister cried vigorously in the room, and Sister Yingying asked me if I had any informants. I shook my head, and Sister Yingying cried that my mother had entered menopause.

That was the first time I heard the term, when my mom was forty-six years old.

School started, and in the morning we went to school with my mom.

After school, we waited for my mom to come home from work.

My mother found a relationship and divided us into a class, the first and fourth classes of high school.

The Chinese in the fourth class of high school is taught by my mother, but my mother is not the class teacher.