I like you, nothing to do with you

?Hurry up, and finally submit the completed work on the last day of the deadline.After the work was handed in, a big stone that had been weighing on her heart finally fell, and Feng Ling breathed a sigh of relief. The rest of the matter has nothing to do with her. She just needs to wait for the result. The object of her attention.

Time flies quietly between the fingers, with the cherry blossoms falling, the footsteps of spring are gradually far away, Lihai University High School has ushered in the Golden Week in May, and the art department is not like other sports clubs. In order to conduct camp training for this kind of competition, Feng Ling, who has nothing to do, plans her vacation arrangements.

"Sister..." It was a drawn-out tone again.

Feng Ling turned his head, the bedroom door was pushed open, and a small head poked in. There was still a sweet smile on his face, and his eyes moved down slightly. Feng Ling looked at it, and the dog stretched out its scarlet tongue and licked around its mouth, continuing to "puff..."

"Come in." Feng Ling beckoned to his younger brother.

Little Brother Feng grinned and rushed in, followed by Golden Retriever Xiaolongbao.At this time, Feng Ling saw that her younger brother was holding a few pieces of colored paper, she put down the pen in her hand, leaned back, and looked at the little guy walking towards her with a half-smile.

"Sister..." Little Brother Feng clung to Fengling's side tiredly and crookedly, twisted his body and found a comfortable place to lean on, then raised his head and asked, "Is there any appointment for Golden Week?"

Seeing that childish little face, Feng Ling couldn't laugh or cry. She reached out and pinched her younger brother's face, and said with a smile, "What? You want to ask me out?"

When little brother Feng heard this, Xianbao seemed to pass the paper in his hand to his sister's eyes: "Here, the ticket from Dad."

Feng Ling looked down and saw the tickets for the two art exhibitions. When his eyes glanced at the content on the tickets, he was slightly taken aback. He looked up at Brother Feng. "Please beg me, please beg me!" appeared on that soft face. She couldn't help feeling amused by the expression on her face, she reached out and tapped her brother's plump forehead, and said, "Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Brother Feng smiled triumphantly, and pulled out the promotional paper that was pressed under the ticket: "Sister, if you take me here to play, I will give you the ticket for Masao Hasegawa's painting exhibition." "Masao Hasegawa" bit the five words very clearly. He seemed to have thought of something, and quickly added, "I can also go to see it with you." There was a bit of smug look on his face.

Feng Ling glanced at the two extremely familiar anime characters on the flyer, said nothing, frowned slightly, and looked at her younger brother with a smile on her face.

Seeing that her sister's reaction did not achieve the expected effect, the little guy pouted, lowered his head and pointed his chubby fingers and continued: "Dad is going on a business trip in a few days, and there are still a few students in Mom's cram school who will continue to attend classes. That's why they can't take me to play during the Golden Week." Younger Feng looked up at Fengling, his fair face was full of grievances, although he knew that there was a 90.00% possibility of fraud, but Fengling's heart shrank slightly when he saw it .

Xiaolongbao whimpered very cooperatively.

Brother Feng leaned against his sister again, wrapped his chubby arms around Feng Ling's waist, and called softly: "Sister..."

Xiaolongbao whimpered in unison again.

"Okay, okay, I'll take you there." Feng Ling replied helplessly, "Just count how many times you've been to Disneyland."

"They have a new game project this time." Brother Feng, who had succeeded in his strategy, puffed up his chest and replied with a straight face.

"This is your excuse every time you go." Feng Ling took the ticket for the art exhibition from her younger brother.

"Hey, sister, I love you, okay?" Brother Feng said triumphantly. At this time, he still hasn't forgotten to express his deep love to his sister.

Feng Ling gave Little Feng a blank look, and a light knock came from the door, she looked up, the half-hidden door was pushed open, Mother Feng stood at the door with a fruit plate, she was slightly taken aback, stood up: "Mom. "

Mother Feng walked in, glanced at the smiling son without a trace, and pursed her lips with a smile: "Come, eat some fruit."

For the mother who appeared sooner or later when she had just promised her younger brother to go to Tokyo, Feng Ling drew a question mark behind this coincidence in her heart. She pursed her lips, reached out and took an apple from the fruit plate and put it in her mouth. After taking a bite, my mother asked, "Is Xiaoling going to Tokyo for Golden Week?"

"Well, Masao Hasegawa opened an art exhibition in Tokyo, and my father gave me two tickets, so I decided to go and see it." Fengling replied.

"And me, I'm going too. My sister said she would take me to Disney to play the latest project." Brother Feng raised his hands high and shouted while dancing.

Mother Feng looked at her son dotingly, then turned her head to look at her daughter, and said with a smile: "That's just right, Aunt Caicai said a few days ago that she wanted you to visit her house, so you should stop by to see her when you go to Tokyo."

When Feng Ling heard this, the corners of her mouth twitched fiercely. She raised her eyes to look at her mother. Out of the corner of her eyes, she glanced at her younger brother who jumped to her mother's side. Biting her lower lip lightly, after a while, she said, "Mom, why do I feel like I'm being calculated by you." Aunt Caicai is her mother's best friend. While staying in Japan, the other went to China with her husband, and usually communicated through the Internet and long-distance calls. Last year, because of his father's job transfer, the family moved from China to Japan, and only then did they have formal contacts.

It is said that a woman is [-] ducks, but Aunt Caicai plus mother, the two women are worth [-] ducks.And recently, these five thousand ducks are playing a game of "black and white, boys and girls", and the protagonist of the game is her and Aunt Caicai's son.

"How could it be?" Mother Feng smiled sweetly, touched her son's head, and said, "Feng'er, let's go out and don't disturb my sister's homework." The mother and son walked towards the door holding hands, and stepped out. At the threshold, Mother Feng seemed to think of something, turned her head to look at her daughter who was biting the apple as an imaginary enemy, and said with a smile, "I'll call Auntie Caicai later, you and Feng'er can stay at her house in Tokyo."

"Uh, no..." Before he finished speaking, the door was mercilessly closed, Feng Ling sat down on the ground, looked at the steamed bun lying at his feet, and stared at the small eyes.