strange love

March 3th, Jingzhe.

I knew very early in the first day of junior high school that I was going to celebrate my birthday, and I thought about what birthday gift I would give me all day for a week.I regret telling her so sooner - just bring it back to her today.But she probably has an idea, she won't let me play with her on Sunday, and today she has been holding her schoolbag mysteriously.

Lu Youyou also came directly from school.Even if they didn't live on campus in the third year of high school, they still had evening self-study, and they even asked for leave today-although she was very happy.As a representative of the two aunts and grandparents, Lu Naive brought a large bag of gifts.

When we got home, my mother was already at home.I checked the shoe cabinet at the door and found an extra pair of unfamiliar high-heeled shoes.Mom called Chuyi and Lu Youyou to come in, but I was the last one because I was tidying up my shoes.When I arrived at the living room, I didn't find anyone sitting there. I was wondering when I heard a noise from the kitchen.

I turned around and saw her, very similar to the photo, only more mature.

Aunt Mu's height is about 163-165, which is hard to predict because of the slight distance.She looks very good-better than I imagined in the photos, with fair skin, gentle eyebrows, and very delicate makeup. Compared with her mother, she can be called rough.

She was still wearing a professional suit, her long black hair was tied behind her head, and her exposed neck was slender and fair, making her look very clean and neat.However, it may be because of the apron, or because her appearance is too gentle, so she doesn't look like a career-oriented strong woman at this time-of course, it may also be that my view of strong women is too strong. One-sided.

I looked at her, and she looked at me, as if looking very carefully.

Are you looking to see how I resemble her?Has she thought of me all these years?Does she just want to see me when she comes back now, or does she want to take me away?

I could feel my mother looking at us, so I hurried to say hello to her.

"Hello, Aunt Mu."

She seemed taken aback for a moment, then nodded.

"Hello, Jing Zhe." Her eyes were big, her pupils were very dark, and there were no wrinkles from the corners of her eyes, which made her look extraordinarily young.I remember the eyes in the photo, with a happy smile at that time, not only her but also the man beside her.

Hearing my greeting on the first day of junior high school, he obediently followed me and called, "Hello, Aunt Mu."

Instead, Lu Youyou didn't know what was going on and couldn't react in time, and there was no movement for a long time.When I looked over, I saw her frowning at Aunt Mu, showing a pensive expression.

"It's the first day of junior high school, so good." I don't know if her mother mentioned the first day of junior high school to her, but Aunt Mu's voice sounded softer when talking to the first day of junior high school.I think she must be very gentle as a mother.

The first day of junior high school is not as shy as it used to be, and Aunt Mu looks very approachable. Although she is a bit shy, she still nods with a bright smile, generous and cute.

"Hello, Aunt Mu." I don't know if Lu Youyou has figured it out or given up thinking, but at this moment he finally greeted her.

"Yuyou has grown up so much." Aunt Mu seemed to know her, and she didn't shy away from it.

Mom clapped her hands in time, "Okay, okay, you are all good children, you play by yourself first, and I will cook with you Auntie Mu."

Aunt Mu glanced at me again before being dragged into the kitchen by my mother, which caused my heart to churn several times.

"Awakening of Insects?" The first day of the junior high school also probably sensed that I was abnormal, and shook my hand.

I adjusted my mood and tried not to show my feet.I have been mentally preparing for it since a week ago, how can I fall short at this time!

"Huh? Let's put things away first."

I took two people and put the things that should be put away.Lu Youyou pulled Chuyi to watch TV together, and when Chuyi was attracted by the TV, she suddenly leaned against me and asked me softly: "Jing Jing, do you know this Aunt Mu?"

I glanced at her, and shook my head with no psychological burden, "It's the first time I met you, what's the matter? I think you've been looking at her, and she seems to know you too, do you?"

In critical moments, I can lie without hesitation.So no matter how many times he went to grandpa's study, he never found it.

Lu Youyou showed a very distressed expression, "I don't know, so I asked you. I think she looks very familiar, as if I have seen her before but I can't remember."

Lu Youyou is three years older than me, so it's not surprising that I still have some impressions of her.

"She's my mother's friend. Maybe she'll come to our house as a guest. Did you see her when you were a child?"

Lu Youyou didn't think of a result by herself, so she temporarily agreed with my words.

"Probably... But I always feel that it's not such a simple relationship..."

She was talking to herself, pondering over and over again, and I didn't bother to care about her anymore.

"First day of junior high school, do you like to watch this?" Knowing that Aunt Mu is coming over today, I told her in advance.I have performed very well in the first day of junior high school, and I know that I don't have to worry about it.It's just that I still want to talk to her—if I talk to her, I can think less.

On the first day of junior high school, I was watching a popular singing competition show this year. I usually only know that she loves to watch animation, but I don’t know that she would like to watch other things.

"Yeah, they are so good." Seeing me sitting over and holding my hand in the first day of junior high school, "Not only can they sing beautifully, but they can also sing to so many people."

In her eyes, being able to perform in front of so many audiences is obviously more powerful than singing well.

"I think you sing better." I think you are very artistic in the first day of junior high school. Not only can you draw well, but you can also sing very well.Obviously, she usually feels out of breath when she runs, but she can control her breath very well when she sings—when she is not nervous.

Said that she sang better than the people on TV, even the first day of junior high school did not believe it.She smiled softly, thinking that I was making her happy, "Jing Zhe, you are talking nonsense again."

It's not about rapping skills or anything like that, after all I'm sort of a sound idiot, I just feel like listening to her sing more.

Lu Youyou thought about it for a while and probably didn't come up with anything. At this time, she posted it unwillingly and asked: "Do you like singing on the first day of junior high school? Will my sister take you to ktv next time?"

"Is ktv a place to sing?"

"That's right, it's the place where everyone sings together." Lu Youyou held my shoulders, looking very unbeaten, "Hahaha, you can listen to Jing Jing singing, it's super interesting."

Who has no weaknesses?I am very aware of my tone deafness, but I still feel a little ashamed to be shaken out by Lu Youyou in front of the first day of junior high school.

"It's okay to listen to you." I grimaced at her.

Everyone in my family sings very well except me.

Lu Youyou hurriedly quibbled, "Why are you doing it? I didn't say that you can't sing well. I just admire that you can sing your own style while completely out of tune, and it's not bad at all, okay? praise you."

Such a compliment is really invaluable.

On the first day of the lunar new year, I opened my eyes wide and looked at me. After a while, I said, "I don't think I've heard you sing before, Jingzhe."

It's like this, although the school has music classes, but most of the last semester was appreciation or lectures on music theory, and there was no need to sing with real knives and guns.

"Tell her to sing to you, tell her to sing to you!" Lu Youyou babbled from the side.

Ever since I was teased by her in third grade, I have never tried to sing again.

"It's my birthday today and ask me to sing, are you embarrassed?"

Of course Lu Youyou was very interested.

On the first day of junior high school, I was very moved by what I said, and looked at me eagerly.Although I didn't speak, I already understood her thoughts very well.

"Then, Jing Zhe, I'll sing it to you..." It was agreed to sing to me every day because it was a punishment, so I didn't force her after the winter vacation.Of course, if I want to sing in the first day of junior high school, I will never refuse.

"Okay, can you sing me Happy Birthday?"

"Hmm, happy birthday to you!"

"Everyone will sing the birthday song together. On the first day of the new year, you should sing something different to surprise me!" Lu Youyou had the most ideas, but considering that she is doing it for my benefit this time, I will not talk too much.

"Then what am I going to sing, sister?"

Lu Youyou blinked at me, with an expression of "Leave it to my sister", and pushed me aside.

The first pair was already unsuspecting of her, and the two quickly came together whispering.

I really regret letting Lu Youyou get in touch with the first day of junior high school.I always feel that before long, her status will surpass mine.

I had nothing to do, so I wandered to the kitchen door to see if there was anything I could help.

"Mother?"

The two of them had their backs to me, my mother was chopping vegetables, and Aunt Mu was cooking.There was no conversation in the kitchen except for the sound of cooking. When I called out, the two turned around at the same time.

"Bao, Jingjing, why don't you play in the living room?"

"I'll see if I can help."

My mother and I were talking, and Aunt Mu stood by and watched.When she turned around, I already noticed that her eye sockets were red, and I wondered if it was smoked.

There was a sizzling sound in the pot, and I reminded her.

"Aunt Mu, the food is going to burn."

As if she had just realized it, she turned around and started cooking.

I don't know why the atmosphere suddenly felt a little awkward, and my mother smiled as if to relieve her siege: "It's okay, it's okay, there is no burnt. Jingjing, you can stay with your friends, there is no need to help here."

Although I want to see Aunt Mu again, I also think it's better to wait for her to adjust her mood.

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