in the month you disappeared

After the summer vacation, I lived at my grandma's house.

The days go by very quickly, especially if my mother doesn't force me to learn this and that every day, I am very happy every day.Occasionally miss her, I will call her, she also came to see me.But she doesn't care about me like before. After she stopped being a housewife, she went to find a job again and lived a very busy life.Dad was busy taking care of the penis and the pink plump woman; everyone was busy, but I was suddenly free.

My grandma is commonly known as Green Thumb, and she is an expert at planting flowers.In addition, my grandfather, uncle, and my cousin all love to take care of flowers and plants. When I went to live in the past, which pot of flowers bloomed well and which pot of flowers suffered.It's different this time, I took my belongings and went there, so I couldn't make them too broken.Occasionally, I also help my grandma to water, watering to death two pots of cacti and prickly pears that are tenacious and tough, in their prime years.

In fact, I didn’t have any bad intentions in doing this. It was all about one word, idleness, so I was eager to devote all my energy to one thing, so I had their miserable fate.

Even because I often squatted under the loquat tree, it also suffered from insect disease. This tree has lived peacefully for more than ten years before, and every summer it grows a golden head early, Honestly, I paid tribute, but now I am dying day after day because of insect disease.

Alas, I think back then, I was not like this sick loquat tree.

Not long after the start of school, the school held a green planting activity, a competition to plant flowers and plants. The principal planned to invite my grandma to attend, so he came to grandma's house in person.Grandma laughed and said that she wanted to avoid suspicion, but the principal was stunned and said why should she avoid suspicion?The old man pointed at me and my cousin who were standing next to me, and we were sold out.

Because my cousin and I couldn't reach a consensus on what looks good and what is good, so we had to part ways and go our separate ways.

At that time, there was a flower market near our farmer's market, which was specially supplied to big cities. There were not only the finished products that had been artificially cultivated, but also all kinds of strange and beautiful things picked from the mountains.

It seems that I am not the only one who is smart. I reluctantly got up from the bed and rushed to the flower market with a yawn.It seems that they are all trying to fish.

The principal must have known about this, and a meeting was held after the radio exercise. In order to prevent cheating, they had to be in groups of three and supervise each other, and the school would have a special team stay at the flower market. Once found, they would be disqualified from the competition.

As soon as these words came out, the silent audience immediately turned into a vegetable market at six or seven o'clock in the morning.While rubbing my sleepy eyes, I secretly speculated about the partner.

My cousin and I have a "feud".

The fact that I was stabbed in the hand has always been in my heart.I always want to have the opportunity to let him see my ability. After a three-day farewell, I will look at you with admiration. I am not the blind plant that was easy to bully back then!

At the beginning, he tricked me into picking roses, and caused me to be caught by that strange woman. I spent an afternoon pulling weeds for her family, and was forced to eat the snacks made by her "good intentions", and I almost vomited my stomach out. This overwhelming feeling of nausea is the nightmare of my life.but--

However, her younger sister is in the same school as me. I heard her proudly say that the flowers and plants in the back yard are all planted by her younger sister.

I laughed strangely, thinking that my cousin had hit the ground running.

However, going to that perverted woman's house again really exhausted the guts I had gained from eating three packs of powerful popping candies.

Fortunately, the door of her house was not closed, so I slipped in quietly and saw the girl doing homework in the house.

She heard footsteps and looked up at me.

I still remember what she looked like at that time.Her big deep and quiet eyes are looking at you tenderly without blinking, her rose-like lips are slightly pursed, and her ivory skin under the reflection of the afternoon sunset is like a person who has stepped out of a watercolor painting.

My heart skipped a beat, with an uninvited sense of shame.However, when I thought about the competition, I had no choice but to bite the bullet.

"I know you," her voice was soft and gentle, but there was a feeling of a clear spring flowing into my ears, "You are my sister's friend, right?"

She tilted her head slightly, her long black satin hair slanted down like flowing water, and asked with a smile.

I was overwhelmed by her cute gesture and gentle expression, so I nodded completely frenziedly, admitting that I am her "friend" of her perverted sister, I would rather be pricked by roses a few more times than eat her again The disgusting cookies too!But what makes people feel incredible is that they are actually sisters!There is really a world of difference.

Yun Yun, this name seemed to be blown into my heart with a light breath. It turned out that her name was Yun Yun, and she responded softly, um, so I pronounced the name unconsciously.She said that the character of Yun is the same as that of her sister.That's right, that strange woman also has a rather cute name; perhaps because of Yun Yu, I suddenly felt that that woman, the woman named Yun Qin, wasn't so scary anymore.

Involuntarily, under her influence, I voiced my request in a shy (even bashful) tone.God knows, in fact, at that moment, I had long forgotten about the green plant competition, and this beauty immediately captured all my thoughts.When her hair was hanging down, I almost reached out to grab the crow-black three thousand strands into my hand and rub them lightly.

My mother also has such beautiful long black hair. When she is not bullying me, I always like to hug her, put my nose and chin on that hair, and roll around.After she got divorced, she changed her hairstyle to a neat short hair that sticks to the ears, so I couldn't succeed.

Just as our conversation was about to unfold, the nightmarish car flameout ripped through all my alarm nerves.Not caring about embarrassing myself in front of the little beauty Yun Ming, I panicked and said, let's talk about it at school next time.

The woman stood at the door, staring at the two of us, and my face instantly became hot, as if I had been bumped into something ulterior.Before she could speak, I ran away.

Yunqin reached out and patted the top of my head, saying, don't spoil my sister!

I nodded stupidly, and immediately realized that I was so stupid, I turned my head and looked at Yun, she was looking at me with those watery eyes, and her gentle smile was about to wrap me up, my God!I have to get out of here.

So I ran away.

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