Everyone thinks God likes me

Chapter 152 The brother who squatted twice in a row

This year, my younger sister Ping Yuyue was promoted to the first grade in the third year of junior high school, and my brother Ping Youxiu was promoted to the third grade in the second year of high school.

Because of the frequent fights outside the school, my brother was repeated this year, and he is still a sophomore in high school.

At the same time, this year was also the year when my elder brother established his dominance outside the school. No one dared to touch a hair of Ping Yuyue when he was calm and handsome.

After returning home from evening self-study, Ping Yuyue could always see her bruised brother. She would always pick up alcohol cotton balls and help her brother clean up the scars. When asked the reason for the injury, her brother would always dismiss him and say: "I met several dogs on the way home from school. They shouted that my sister was ugly. I thought my sister was a tomboy at best. 'Ugly' was too much. I couldn't get angry, so I fought with them. These dogs bit me really hard and bit me several times. Well, after a scuffle, the skin is broken like this."

Looking at the blue and purple scars on her brother's body, Ping Yuyue couldn't get angry. She was not stupid enough to believe her brother's stupid words. She could tell that some of these scars were cut by sharp knives, and some were beaten by sticks.

My brother seems to be hanging out with some dubious people recently, and even alienated her a bit...

As time goes by and we get older, it seems like everything changes.But what Ping Yuyue can be sure of is that Ping Youxiu is still her bohemian brother, her dearest brother.

Because, no matter what kind of people surround my brother, who he deals with, my brother's eyes are always clear, like the purest amber immersed in clear water, with sparkling water.

The elder brother's eyes are always full of tenderness and a little her.

Looking at Ping Yuyue who was in a daze, the elder brother who had been gritting his teeth and enduring the pain suddenly smiled easily. He pampered the top of her hair and said in a helpless tone: "Don't worry, silly girl. It's okay, we will all It's fine."

After a pause, the corner of his brother's mouth raised a bright smile. To him, the scars were like badges of bravery and medals of heroes. He said majesticly, "Small injuries are nothing to be afraid of!"

As he spoke, he patted his chest vigorously, and then fell into an embarrassing cough.

Ping Yuyue rolled his eyes at him, and then concentrated on applying the medicine to her brother. She didn't even notice that a smile was quietly blooming on the corner of her mouth.

"Brother...thank you."

"Thank you, thank you, cough, cough, cough... You're welcome."

……

It's the end of the second year of high school. Looking at Ping Youxiu, the man of the year who is about to enter the third year of high school, he is under the pressure of his busy studies, thinking that he must not have time to spend with the gangsters. The juicy Ping Yuyue and some unrepentant gangsters outside the school were really itchy, and they had another thought and made a wrong idea.

Gangster [-]: "You are so tired and busy in the third year of high school. The pile of test papers is as high as the sky. Have you seen the "Five-Year College Entrance Examination and Three-Year Simulation"? That thing is more lethal than a mace! Ping Youxiu used to be a top student. The senior year of high school is a crucial year in life. I don’t believe he can find time to take care of these trivial matters. He is so busy trying to squeeze out time to review. As good brothers of "Brother Xueyu", we work hard and have many achievements. Please help, his good sister Ping Yuyue, a very charming girl, let us teach her more."

Hooligan [-]: "Brother, I'm a little scared, I still remember it vividly, the rain on that day was as heavy as the day Yiping's father asked for money, Ping Youxiu did it effortlessly, easily hit twenty! We ignored His warning, rashly attacking his sister, can't afford to go around, my life is in danger..."

The gangster one: "What are you afraid of? If it weren't for that bag of washing powder, we would have lost? I would have beaten Ping Youxiu to the ground..."

The bastard hadn't finished speaking when suddenly a slender and beautiful hand rested on his shoulder, and a flat and flirtatious voice came faintly from the sky above, and he said jokingly: "Tell me, you want to put me What's going on with my sister?"

(End of this chapter)