Successfully captured a domestic sister

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That's how her eyes were at that time, shining brightly, with a youthful light.

In fact, my sister's own writing style is also quite good, delicate and artistic, and has the vigor of a young man.She always seems to be young and vigorous, with the aloofness and innocence of a scholar.

What she wants to do has nothing to do with whether it is appropriate, whether it should be successful or not. What she pursues is a more ethereal thing that cannot be understood and judged by logic and common sense.

It's hard for me to empathize.

I don't understand the word dream.Whether it was going to study medicine back then or going to treat diseases and save lives, it was not a dream, but a promise I made to myself, and I judged that I should do it.Even if I go back to do scientific research now, it is just because it is a valuable thing and I can help my mentor.

Dreaming such a beautiful vocabulary seems to be out of my reach.

But I want to protect my sister's rare innocence.

Such a beautiful sister deserves to be treated tenderly by the whole world. I hope that I can escort her like my uncle and aunt protect her, so that she can go smoothly without having to experience the suffering in this world.

What I am most afraid of is that the one who hurt my sister in the end is myself.

I looked at my sister who got up early in the morning and was busy in the kitchen, and my heart was still warm.

My sister is a little noisy, this is a side I am unfamiliar with.But the familiar look is always there, gentle, caring about my sister wholeheartedly will always let me inadvertently, just want to pamper her a little more.

Breakfast is a simple noodle soup with fried eggs.

Green scallions are dotted on the thin white noodles, and golden-fried eggs are soaked in the clear noodle soup.The fragrance is not strong, but enough to whet the appetite.

I looked up and saw my sister holding the thread and noodle, breathing lightly.

Plain, but gentle with the years.

It is obviously a daily life, but my heart is suddenly filled.

That's it, are you satisfied?

I lowered my eyelids, and tried to suck the thin noodles from the chopsticks and put them into my mouth.Slightly hot, not greasy, the taste is average, but the freshness of the noodles is suitable for breakfast.

"Is it delicious?" My sister curled up her mouth, a little smug.

"Well, it's alright."

She is not angry.Jokingly said: "It's okay to get Chef Ji's voice, I'm still very good."

"Your last name is Ji. Chef Ji."

My sister frowned and nodded with a smile. "Chef Naji, do you like the noodles that Chef Ji cooks for you?"

What do you like or dislike?Whether it tastes good or bad, it's just noodles.

But I can't say it, it's like, this sentence is against my will.

Unexpectedly, I replied very seriously: "I like it very much."

The dumpling who was eating next to him also meowed at the right time.He acted like he was responding to me.

My sister grinned and smiled brightly.To be honest, a little silly.

Silly even brought me a joy that I was not very familiar with.

Breakfast is easy to make and quick to clean up.I just sent a WeChat message, and my sister washed the dishes and came out.

"Who are you talking to?"

Jitam stood behind the sofa, with his chin resting on the top of my head, pointy and a little heavy,

I logged out of the WeChat interface.Tilting her head, let her lie down on my shoulder.Avoiding her question, he asked instead: "Is my sister going to set off at the same time as me?"

Ji Dan froze for a moment, then nodded.

"Then you don't have anyone to say goodbye to? Colleagues and friends or something."

"No."

Forehead.I couldn't help but sighed.

Guess that was the answer too.After all, it doesn't matter if you are abroad. I haven't seen my sister contacting others since I came back.

I thought that such a big sister already had her own complicated social network, but in the end she still doesn't like socializing as she was when she was a teenager, and loves stand-alone computers.

"Sister, don't be too withdrawn."

"Oh." The tone was perfunctory, obviously not distracted.

Ugh.

"I'm going out this afternoon. Saying good-bye."

My sister played with my hair into chicken nests, and asked casually: "Just let me know on WeChat, haven't you seen each other for so many years?" She didn't believe what I said at all.

"These few have a good relationship. It's been a long time since I've seen each other. This is why we need to meet before leaving."

"with who?"

I rubbed my phone screen, lowered my head, and answered calmly: "With Du Ziteng, and other classmates."

"Okay. Then you come back early. I'll wait for you at home." My sister nodded, walked around the sofa behind me, and sat next to me.Appropriate.I have to emphasize it again: "I'm waiting for you."

"Okay, I'll be back early."

"Yeah." My sister fell down, leaned against me, and slid down limply.He still didn't forget to defend himself: "It's not too early, I don't restrict your personal freedom."

oh.indifferent.

I stopped my sister's shoulders and helped Ji Sansui, who was squeezed away from the dumpling and lying comfortably on my lap, steady.

My sister turned around again, with her back to me, took out her mobile phone and swiped it up, but her other hand was mischievously placed on my thigh, and her fingertips were circling on the inside of my thigh.

Last night's strange, extremely uncomfortable feeling like a volley stepped on the air came out again with her movements.

I reluctantly grabbed my sister's hand.I also have to smooth the hair of the dumpling who is rubbing around next to me.

"What does sister want to eat tonight? I'll bring it back."

Ji Lazy Cancer Patient Dan, who didn't even bother to give me a look, "Whatever."