In time

I entered the house with my schoolbag, and saw my brother Ji Mengyan and some classmates playing games in the living room.

A few people were having fun, and no one saw me, so naturally they didn't come to say hello to me. I watched them for a few seconds, wondering whether it would be more polite to say hello.

My brother should be playing very well, because I saw a large amount of blood splattered on the huge screen, which made me feel a little dizzy, but in the end I worked hard to stand still.

After receiving his indifferent eyes and a faint sentence of returning, I prepared to quietly run to the second floor and sneak into my room.

As I was walking up the stairs, I heard someone talking.

"Is this the adopted brother of your family?"

"Ah."

"Then do you want to divide the family property with him when you grow up?"

"It's fun, don't worry about it! Anyway, I won't give it to you!"

There was a noise from below. I walked into the room and sat blankly at the desk, envious in my heart, but I also knew that kind of excitement didn’t belong to me, and I didn’t like it very much.

After sitting there for a while, he opened the drawing board, stared at the blank sheet of paper, his eyes wandered unconsciously, thinking about what to draw?

I love painting very much. My adoptive parents wanted to cultivate my brother’s various interests and hobbies since he was a child. One of them was painting. But my brother threw away the brush after painting twice. Later, when I came here, I felt that painting made me happy. I was happy and comfortable, so I kept drawing.

The adoptive parents were very nice to me, but they were very busy and traveled all over the country and even the world most of the time, so they adopted a child and were afraid that their child would be too lonely.

I took a pencil and drew lines casually on the drawing paper, thinking about the group of people downstairs.

But here I am, I think, my brother is still alone.

In fact, I really want to get close to my brother. The original intention of my adoptive parents is to let my child have a companion, but something seems to be counterproductive. Maybe I am naturally quiet. I don’t know how to get close to a person, and I am always silent. Staying aside and not talking, just like in the orphanage, I like to stand alone and quietly watch other children playing Tiaoshen, catching stones, and hopscotch.

So I thought, maybe my brother doesn't need my closeness, because he always has a lot of friends and the house is always very lively.Therefore, he is also indifferent to me, occasionally asking, you are back, or occasionally sending me to school, he walks quietly in front, I follow quietly behind, watching his back, stepping on His shadow felt very at ease.

Although I didn't say it, I knew very well in my heart that I love my brother very much. Maybe no one knows how much I love him. , covered with a large area of ​​lush, lush trees and grass.

I stared at the lines on the drawing board for a while, then took out the notepad and checked today’s homework. Today is the first day of school, and the teacher only arranged a preview. I opened the book and looked at it for a while, and then I heard Wu Ma go upstairs footsteps.

"Xiao Li, come down to eat."

With a promise, he closed the book and packed it up, and went downstairs to find that his brother and his friends were already sitting on the table.

I found my seat and sat down. I picked up the bowl to eat in silence, and listened attentively to the conversation between my brother and his friends. I wanted to learn more about my brother through this method, such as The embarrassing things in the class, such as what rewards I got, made me feel very happy.

A friend of my brother looked at me and smiled: "Your name is Ji Moli, isn't it? You look so pretty!"

Nodding, I feel a little embarrassed and ashamed. As a boy, I don't want others to say that I am beautiful. I envy my brother more. He is very sunny and handsome. When he smiles, it seems that all the stars are shining in the dark night In those eyes.

But my brother doesn't smile at me very much, and he doesn't seem to smile at others. His surroundings are very lively, and there are always people coming and going, but he himself is not very lively.

"Ji Mengyan," the man quickly turned his attention away, and said to his brother with a smile, "I heard that you were blocked by You Silan, a senior in high school, on the basketball court to woo you? That's our school belle. She passed the exam. The play can be passed based on its appearance. How about it? Do you want to have a part?"

My hands paused when I heard this sentence. From elementary school to junior high school to high school, my brother is very popular in school. He has good grades, looks good, and is good at sports. There seems to be nothing wrong, although he is not in the same grade. , my brother is one class older than me, but I am in the slow class and my brother is in the fast class. Every time the exam is divided into exam rooms, I can always see my brother's name ranked first, and myself always in the last few.This makes me a little proud, that is my brother, but in comparison, I feel very inferior.

In fact, I also studied very hard. I really worked hard to write, count, and memorize. I really wanted to catch up with my brother but I didn’t know why I always failed in the exam. Into some inexplicable emotions, and my current adoptive mother always likes to pat my head and kiss my forehead when she gets my report card: "This shows that our Xiaoli will definitely improve a lot next time."

This always makes me more ashamed. Once, when my mother did this, I accidentally glanced away, and saw my brother standing quietly, with no expression on his face, and then turned away. After a long The time has been expressionless.