The story between me and the building opposite

Zheng Yangguang (02)

I, Zheng Yangguang, have been single for 25 years and have never been in a relationship so far. My father is Zheng Yong, my uncle is Zheng Gang, and my younger sister is Zheng Mingmei. I am glad our family name is not Zhen, otherwise I would be teased.

But there is no big difference, I was still laughed at by others because of this name.

In other people's words, I am a sister-in-law, as long as it is something my sister says, I will never refuse, and I will be obliged.As for the reason, I have to start from the time when I was just born. According to my mother, because I was too excited at the time, the one who had just come out kicked my younger sister and kicked her on the head when she was about to come out.

No wonder she can't think well now, it must be my fault, so I have to care more about my sister.

So in kindergarten, she pulled me to sing together, and I didn't resist; it was just that when I was practicing the little donkey, I stared at the face that somewhat resembled me, and sang "I have a little sister, I never ride......"

So I was punched by my sister, and by the way my father whipped me several times with a hanger.

I... just have a little lisp and accidentally sang wrongly. Since then, I don't like to talk, because I know the truth that more words can make more mistakes.

"Brother, look how handsome he is."

"Just two eyes, one nose, and some buck teeth."

"Brother, do you want me to agree to the other party? He is quite attentive these days, and keeps bringing me breakfast."

"Did I just bring you breakfast? Unfortunately, he has been delivering lunch to another girl, and the buns for breakfast are only worth a few dollars."

It has been a long time since I found out that my younger sister doesn't like to get close to me anymore, I became even less talkative, and became a good brother that everyone envied.

Whatever my sister wants, just buy it.

This is probably the joy of women.

So does mom.

This is probably why my family is so poor.

However, my sister still cares about me, for example, she will send me a lot of things, although those things look very strange.

When I was sitting on the sofa under the warm yellow light of my home, and I was face to face with the dark things in front of me, the person on the other end finally answered my call.

"I have received what you sent me, but today is not my birthday or any special day, why did you give me this thing?"

"To ward off evil spirits."

There was silence at both ends for a long time, as if dissatisfied with the awkward atmosphere, the younger sister suddenly said in an almost exaggerated tone: "Surprised or not? This is my sister's full respect and love for my brother."

Silently staring at the disfigured model in front of me, the other party was also looking at me quietly, with a very delicate mood.

"Well, I see."

Although I know it's all fake, but my sister said so, I still take it seriously.

But one indulgence led to the next time, and the next time; although I don't really hate it, because this is something sent by my sister, I still have a little joy in my heart, but I always feel that something is not right.

When did my sister have such a unique taste?How to buy these weird things on the net.

Then my house became weird.

But I found that these things are quite useful.

It may be because of my seriousness, so my little nephew has never liked to come to my house, and he likes to go to his sister's house to play, but if he is bullied by his sister, he will definitely bring his mother and come to complain to me .

More than once.

In fact, I really don't understand how these people's brains work. A nephew and a younger sister are selected. Of course, I am my sister who has the same birth as me. A cousin and nephew are nothing.

But they really don't count at all.

This time was no exception, and I don't know what my sister did, so the familiar doorbell started to ring again outside the door.

Don't look at the cat's eyes, but listen to the familiar rhythm, and only the bear children of that family can knock it out.

As soon as I opened the door, as expected, the child brought his mother to prepare to file a complaint; as soon as I entered the door, the other party looked at me and the model who had not yet entered the room, and suddenly cried again, making a lot of noise to go home.

I probably know why my sister provoked this brat.

But after watching too much, I think this model is actually pretty good, and the two little characters are so cute.

Well, just those two horns.

So I thought about it, and put the model on the sofa with the big hole; so it became the model sitting on the sofa, with legs spread, and a... sculptural head standing in the middle?

I put my hand on my chin, and I always feel that something is wrong with this situation, but I can't put it into words, I always feel that something is very wrong.

Why is the mouth crooked up, facing the model's thigh; the model looked at me quietly, and I also looked at each other quietly.

How about I switch places?But I feel that there is always a kind of indescribable... perverted face to face?

It should be that I think too much. When people think about weird things, everything they see is weird.

Well, I should think there is nothing wrong with it.

I really don't know which little genius made such a thing.