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[No.1 name: I ← Bai Xiao]

On the day my sister was on summer vacation in her junior year, I had just finished the senior high school entrance examination and hadn't started summer classes yet.

My elder brother Bai Qi has not yet scored after the college entrance examination, and he is working in the restaurant owned by the second uncle. I originally wanted to help with the calculations and serve tea, but in the end, my mother stopped me in the name of going to a cram school.I didn't want to stay at home, so I went to my aunt's house by bicycle to see my sister who came back from college.

My aunt's house is located in a village in the city, so my aunt's house is a single family. I have always envied my brother and sister to live in a house with stairs and grow flowers. Even when I was young, I thought it was a villa and boasted to my classmates...

"Auntie, sister! Open the door!" I rattled the chain of the car and knocked on the door knocker vigorously, trying to attract the attention of the people inside.

After a while, the door was opened, but what I saw was not my aunt or sister, but a brother with a handsome appearance.

I tilted my neck back and saw the familiar door god. After confirming that it was my sister's house, I hesitated to poke my head, and turned my suspicious eyes to the older sister behind the young man.

"Lanlan, is this the sister you often mention?"

His voice was soft and sweet, like a feather brushing against the ears, it was a little itchy and very comfortable.

"Don't call me so close, you're just an ordinary classmate." The aunt's voice came over forcefully.

Then my sister came to me and grabbed my arm, "Xiaoxiao, this is mine, classmate, call Brother Yang quickly."

This sentence was obviously meant for me, but my sister looked at Brother Yang.I was no longer ignorant and ignorant, and quickly deduced the whole story from their words and deeds. My heart was suddenly picked up, and an inexplicable worry swept over me.

"Come in quickly." Brother Yang smiled again, and his chin was covered with blue and black stubble that was different from his brother's.

I sat on the stool, rubbing the flounces on my breeches with both hands, not daring to look up, so I just stared blankly at the table.There is a beautifully wrapped box of chocolates and some fruit on the table.English letters are printed on the chocolate, which is probably made in foreign countries.Suddenly, a big hand with distinct bones appeared in my line of sight.

Brother Yang opened the aluminum box and handed me a piece of chocolate. I hesitated, looked at his encouraging eyes, tore open the package, and took a bite. It was bitter.Since I can't eat bitter things, and I can't bear to throw them away, I stuffed them into my trouser pocket while he turned his head.

"Auntie, I am one year older than Lan Lan, and also a year older. I will work before Lan Lan in the future. Trust me, I will take good care of Lan Lan."

"Lanlan Lanlan screamed before she agreed to date, if I agree..."

I looked up and saw Brother Yang's anxious and expectant expression.

"Can you both let me hold my grandson now?" The sarcasm in my aunt's voice made my heart choke.

"Mom, it's not like this, we are... I didn't..."

"Auntie, we are sincere. I respect Lan Lan very much, and I came to visit you specially to be able to be with Lan Lan in the future. I didn't tell you before that it was a junior."

He used euphemistic words, and his tone of voice was very gentle, like the chanting of an opera.

"Okay, I won't compare this matter with you, young man, are you from the south?"

"Auntie has good eyesight. I am from Leshan, Sichuan, and my family runs a furniture store." He replied respectfully.

"You are an only child"

"I also have two older sisters and one older brother."

"It's just that the family is thriving. Is the business of the furniture store doing well these days?"

Brother Yang hesitated for a moment, and replied: "Auntie, you believe in me, I will work hard and provide Lanlan with a good life."

"Mom, our family is not very rich, what are you doing?" My sister seemed to be crying in the next second.

"Shut up, you also know that our family has no money, and you don't want to think about how to reduce the burden on me and your father." Auntie's words were blunt.

I saw my sister leaning back on the back of the sofa suddenly, her mouth was slightly open, and her eye circles were red.She clenched her hands into fists and shouted in despair: "Mom, I'm not alone, a commodity that can be bought and sold at will!"

"Why not! I raised you so big, and if you leave, who am I to reason with?"

"Auntie, how could you do this?" Brother Yang stood up abruptly.

"Why can't it be like this? If you still want to beat someone, I'll tell you, this is the rule of my family. If you can't accept it, the door is there!"

I can't remember what they said later, more and more intense words popped out of their mouths, echoed in my mind, and I couldn't connect a complete sentence.

All I know is that when I walked out of my aunt's house with my back soaked, when the door slammed shut behind me, my sister's heart-piercing cries and my aunt's more and more excessive scolding were my memories of that summer end.

No, that's not the end, the end is when I pedaled my bicycle home and wanted to take out the piece of chocolate, only to find that it had melted and stuck to my trouser pocket, and I couldn't peel it off.

The author has something to say:

It is definitely not any sarcasm for Sichuan people. As a relatively poor and heat-stable person who has never traveled to the south, Fuzi feels like crying (Wangtian).I have a set of watercolor editions of famous scenic spots in Chengdu, bookmarks, well, it’s pretty good (proves that I’m a dick).