voice control bun

A few days before the National Day holiday, Xiao Baozi, who had finished drawing manuscripts at home during the day, thought about it, and it was necessary to discuss with his little brother where to go on National Day.

When the little brother came back from school, had a meal and took a bath, and the two of them sat on the bed, the little bun said, "It's the National Day holiday, should we go play?"

The little brother who was reading the medical book by the bed looked up at the little bun and smiled slightly: "Do you want to go somewhere?"

"No, I want to discuss it with you, hehehe." The little bun put the pillow on the bed on the little brother's lap, and then lay on his back on the pillow, rubbing and rubbing his trimmed toes.

"The tourist area is full on National Day." The little brother thought.

The little bun nodded: "Yes, yes."

"Then I know where I'm going, so don't think I'm bored." The little brother lowered his head, rubbed the small bag on the tip of his nose, "Listen to me?"

"Okay~ um"

As soon as a certain Bao opened his mouth, he was kissed.

On the afternoon of the National Day holiday, my little brother and Xiao Baozi prepared their luggage when they got home.Then walk to the nearest bus stop to get a ride.

It took about two or three hours to change the car several times in the middle.

It was already night when we arrived at our destination.

The little brother found a small hotel with good sanitary conditions nearby and checked in.

When he got to the room, the little bun who had been wandering around with his little brother for half a day immediately lay down on the bed and yelled: "I'm hungry..."

The little brother was sitting on the bedside, arranging the things Xiao Baozi brought, and when he heard Xiao Baozi's weak words, he rubbed Xiao Baozi's head with his hands: "There are quite a lot of delicious food nearby, let's go there later."

After going out, the little brother took the little buns around two or three intersections and found a snack street.

The oily smoke envelops the bright incandescent lamps, enveloping people in white smoke.The sound of frying pans and human voices mixed together, making the whole street lively.There is also the alluring fragrance floating everywhere, which makes people move their index fingers.

The business at night is very hot.

Sitting down at a barbecue stall, the boss greeted him immediately. After seeing the little brother's face, he said in surprise, "Hey! Old customer, I haven't been here for a long time!"

The little brother smiled: "I've been too busy recently, and I live too far away from here, so there's nothing I can do."

"Who is this little brother?" The boss looked at the little bun and asked.

The little brother couldn't help laughing, looking at the little bun with bright eyes: "My brother."

Who told his family's little bun to look smaller than him, there is no way.

The little bun was held down by the little brother's eyes, his ears were red, hum, ignore him.

After eating and drinking, the little brother took the little buns for a walk along the street, and walked to a middle school.

"Is this your alma mater?" Little Baozi asked.

Little Baozi probably guessed it from his elder brother's familiarity with the neighborhood.

The little brother was taken aback for a moment, then smiled softly: "My little bun is so smart."

"Of course! It's just that the school doesn't open on National Day."

"It's okay, come here." The little brother took the little bun around to the back gate of the school, counted the iron railings at the door, and stopped at the ninth from the left, pulled hard on it with his hand, and the railing was removed .

The little bun looked at the little brother with stunned eyes: "You..."

The little brother had already passed through the gap in the railing, and stretched out his hand to invite the little bun: "Come in."

The moonlight shone in the little brother's eyes, and behind him was the semi-dark woods illuminated by the street lamps. Little Baozi smiled for some reason.

He seems to have seen his little brother when he was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy.That little brother who would occasionally talk back to the teacher in class, and rebelliously skipped class, must be very interesting.

After taking the "small road" and entering the school with his little brother, Xiao Baozi's hand was held by his little brother all the time, and he didn't let go.

The little brother took the little bun to the playground: "It's too late today, so I won't take you to my classroom. Come back tomorrow."

"it is good."

The little brother said as he walked, "I've actually thought about this scene for a long time."

The trees on the edge of the playground were shaken by the breeze, glowing golden and warm under the street lamps, and the voice of the little brother was soft.

"When I was in high school, I thought about what kind of person I would spend the rest of my life with in the future, and sometimes I couldn't help but look forward to it."

"Ah."

"I think, if I like that person, I must take him to the place where I have read, let him see where I spent my stupid time, walk around the school playground with him, and write on the blackboard. Write down my name and his name, and tell him the stupid things I did a few years ago. Whether it was the confusion at that time or the happiness at that time, I want to tell him about it.”

"Ah."

The two were still walking, and the younger brother's cheeks were stained with a blushing unconsciously.It's a bit awkward to say such thoughts when I was young.

Little Baozi kept his head down and listened earnestly, until he approached the streetlight by the tree, he stopped in his tracks, and stood in front of his little brother.

When he looked up, his face was already red like an apple, and the hand held by the little brother was sweating, and he stuttered: "The...the person who has thought about...and...likes... Kissing under the school streetlights?"

The little brother looked at the little bun, and his emotions changed from initial shock to great joy.

He grabbed the little bun and pulled it into his arms.Whispered in his ear: "I thought about it."

Then he moved his lips from Xiao Baozi's ears to his lips, and kissed him gently.

He has thought about too many things, and he wants to practice each of them with this person.

The kind that don't quit until they're all old.