Just want to pamper you GL

The memory of the original owner didn't leave her with the grievances of the previous generation, and Miman didn't have the curiosity to know.

Maybe people will become more and more indifferent and selfish as they live longer.

As long as it is something that has nothing to do with me, it can be treated as a breeze passing by, and it will be over when it passes.

She returned to her room, her eyes were like a scanner, and she scanned the room carefully. Even if she didn't find anything like a monitor, she didn't let down her vigilance.

After a simple wash, she turned off the light, lay on the bed and took out her mobile phone.

She will be sent back tomorrow by someone sent by that man, and she, who has nothing to do, is going to tease her smaller self.

The text message he sent hadn't been answered yet, and Miman couldn't help feeling a little worried.

She is too aware of the situation after returning home, especially when she has not brought any benefits to that family, every second is like being roasted on a raging flame, the kind of people who want to die but cannot die The torment was even more unbearable.

Just like a person who committed suicide once but failed, she needs a hundred times and a thousand times more courage than the last time before she can raise the knife against herself again.

"Are you there?"

Miman twirled his fingers, but in the end he just typed these two extremely simple words.

She knew that many times she actually hated answering the phone, even if she had to type a long and troublesome message, she was unwilling to speak up.

Even if that person was Sun Wenyao whom I liked before.

Because she feels insecure all the time, her domain awareness is particularly strong.

The buzzing vibration of the mobile phone dragged Han Shiyun out of her own small world.

At this time, the only one who will take the initiative to send her a message is...

Han Shiyun immediately turned on her phone, and saw two messages, both of which were sent to her by Miman.

She heard her own beating heart.

His fingers trembled a little, and he opened them one by one, and the corners of his lips softened uncontrollably.

The future finally has something to look forward to, right?

"It's here :("

Han Shiyun moved her fingers together, and quickly sent the reply message.

But when the mobile phone showed that the message was sent successfully, she regretted it a little. Why did she have to add an unhappy expression at the end of the sentence?What would Miman say if he asked himself?Or, what if she calls in a hurry?To accept or not to accept?

Han Shiyun couldn't help but get tangled up.

But he didn't want Miman to reply with a slightly teasing message.

"Didn't you know that when someone texts you 'Are you there', it means I miss you?"

Han Shiyun couldn't help biting her finger to cover up the leaked smile that she couldn't restrain.

"Oh, just found out :)"

Han Shiyun happily sent it over.

"that's it?"

Miman on the other end couldn't help but bend the corners of her lips, feeling that she was a little too easy to coax?

"Then me too, am I here?"

Han Shiyun gnawed on her finger, obviously wanting to laugh, but tried not to let herself laugh.

"Oh~~~"

Miman's reply was particularly meaningful, and Han Shiyun could even imagine her current appearance.

She finally couldn't help but burst out laughing, what to do, she suddenly felt that just this was even more unsatisfying.

Obviously, when she went to send a message to Sun Wenyao to seek comfort in such a situation, just a few short words from Sun Wenyao could make her feel infinitely satisfied, and her heart felt as warm as if she was about to fly.

But when she came to Miman, she always wanted more.

Could it be too greedy!

She was deeply worried, but she found Miman's phone in her hand, and pressed the dial button before thinking.

Miman looked at the caller ID on the phone with some surprise, this child paper can still take the initiative to call someone one day, is it possible that he was stimulated and ruined his brain!

Thinking about it, she pressed the connect button, then put the small mobile phone to her ear, and immediately heard a small gasp on the other end.

"What are you doing?"

Miman changed his posture so that he could talk to Han Shiyun more comfortably.

"Touch the cat, and..."

Han Shiyun deliberately paused, and heard Miman's questioning as she wished, so she said decisively: "I miss you."

Miman froze for a moment, and then realized that she had played tricks on her when she heard Han Shiyun's small titter.

This preoccupied little temper is so cute!

As long as I'm not associated with that scumbag, I'm so cute, so cute.

"How much do you think?"

Miman's lowered tone carried a little bewilderment that was not easy to detect.

There was silence in her ears, and then she heard a meow that could only be heard occasionally in sleep, and her heart trembled.

"Miman, I want to go back, woo woo..."

Han Shiyun's pitiful sobs came through the current, as if she was crying in her own ear.

This is good, I have stabbed a hornet's nest.

Miman felt a little numb, and quickly comforted her with a big head: "Don't cry, don't cry, didn't you just go home? Why did you think about coming back?"

Even if you know what's going on in your heart, you still have to ask what should be asked.

Han Shiyun shook her head and hiccupped, and asked without answering, "Do you still remember the movie we watched that day? The little girl asked, 'Is life always this hard? Or is it just childhood?' The killer answered her, 'Always It's so bitter'. Then I think, I want to ask you, why is it so hard, and too many people still love life so much?"

Why not die together?

This question made Miman's scalp tingle.

She stroked her thoughts, and said slowly: "Little Yunyun, things in the world are not so absolute. How can there be a reason that if you can't live, you must die? Many things actually happen after you get older. It will no longer be regarded as one thing, it is not that the matter will be resolved, but at that time, you will find that the big event that made you think it was bigger than the sky falling is actually nothing at all."

"Are you terminally ill?"

Miman asked next.

"No."

Han Shiyun replied calmly.

"You can't move your hands and feet, you can't speak, have you lost your ability to move?"

"No."

Han Shiyun moved the corners of her mouth, and couldn't help asking: "But..."

"But what? You see that you have healthy hands, feet, and a good friend like me. What can you do if you want to do something? If you still feel that life is boring, then I will take you to a few places next time you are on vacation. If you are still so hopeless, I have nothing to say."

Miman's deep and serious words made Han Shiyun flinch uncontrollably, biting his lips and no longer refute.

When she said she wanted to die before, no one really took it seriously.

Miman believed it and took it seriously, but Han Shiyun suddenly felt that it shouldn't be like this, she shouldn't react like this.

"Okay, don't think about what you have and what you don't have. It's hard to take a vacation. Why don't you take this opportunity to sleep a little longer?"

Miman knew it. In fact, after returning home, she woke up earlier than when she went to school, because her parents would get up to work after four o'clock, and of course she had to help.

"I can not sleep."

There was grievance in Han Shiyun's small voice.

"Then I'll tell you a bedtime story?"

"I want to hear you sing."

Han Shiyun retorted slightly, she didn't even need to listen to know what stories Miman might tell her.

Plugging in the earphones and putting the mobile phone in his pocket, Han Shiyun wiped the floor leather on the kang while listening to Miman singing in her ethereal voice: "Sleep, sleep, please don't hesitate... ..."

The tune of this song is a bit heavy and gloomy, and the lyrics are even more strange, but it hits Han Shiyun's heart inexplicably, every sentence seems to fall on her heart.

When she heard Miman sing "Everything must wither, no one should bear the eternity of sorrow", she couldn't help but shed tears, but this time she shed tears silently, lying in bed, Holding my cat, crying and falling asleep.

Miman on the other end sighed, and when he put down his phone and closed his eyes, his heart was also full of melancholy.

Only by facing the pain and despair of death, maybe she can feel the value of living well.

What are parents and relatives?At most, they occupy the first half of your life.

Only by caring can you be hurt, but if you get hurt a lot, how much can you still care about?

Early the next morning, just after dawn, Han Shiyun was awakened by the sound of cooking and cooking outside the door, and she could still smell the aroma sneaking in through the crack of the door. It seemed that her mother was indeed stewing chicken.

It's a pity that Han Shiyun couldn't be happy anymore. She always felt a little like feeding the old cows more tender and fresher grass before plowing the land.

The cat had already slipped out at some point, Han Shiyun closed her eyes and lay down again for a while, but was still dominated by anxiety and panic in her heart. After getting up and washing up, she was ready to help her parents with work.

Maybe, she will never be able to be like her younger brother, no matter how tired her parents are, she can still sleep peacefully, watch TV and enjoy delicious food.

With a feeling of reluctance, even if she was comforted by her mother's praise, she couldn't arouse the slightest interest, so she just thought about finishing it quickly and going back to the city, so that she would not be bothered if she couldn't see her heart.

When the food was served on the table, the sky was just getting bright.

Stimulated by the aroma of the chicken, the younger brother got up from the bed, and sat at the table in his big trousers, waiting for his meal like a grandpa.

Today, her mother deliberately took her share when she was steaming white rice, and put another bowl of stewed potato vermicelli with chicken fork bone for her, and kept telling her to eat more.

Her mother's attentive appearance made her feel even more sad.

Eating an overly greasy breakfast with no taste in his mouth, watching his younger brother get jealous because of his mother's preferential treatment for him, and put a small basin full of chicken wishbones in front of him, and no one will let him touch it.

However, his parents also praised him for his energy and ability to eat, and he will definitely grow tall and promising in the future.

The crotch-lower handle is right in everything.

Han Shiyun curled her lips, thinking that anyway, she would have to do a day of physical work later on, and she would definitely not be able to sustain it without eating more, so she simply prepared another bowl after eating.

Now her brother will quit, holding the rice bowl and trying not to let her touch it again.

Han Shiyun didn't want to make trouble early in the morning, so she took a deep breath and told herself to bear it, otherwise she would end up crying and her brother would be fine.

So she went to serve sorghum rice, took a few mouthfuls of the chicken wishbones and potatoes in front of her bowl, and she was fine. She stretched out her chopsticks and wanted to pick them up in the basin in the middle of the dining table.

The result was blocked by the younger brother's chopsticks again.

Han Shiyun swallowed his anger and said: "You already have such a big pot, and I didn't eat the ones in your pot."

"Mom is not willing to eat one bite. You have eaten so much and you want more. You can't eat it. What are you going to eat? Our family makes you poor."

Han Shiyun simply put down his chopsticks and lost his temper.

"Forget it, is it okay if I don't eat?"

I want you to pretend to be an adult here and teach me a lesson.

What a broken thing, it is far from the good things that Miman brought him to eat.

"What are you talking about? That's your sister!"

Her mother put down her chopsticks and taught Mi Man a chicken wishbone at the same time.

"My eldest daughter eats it, don't listen to your brother's nonsense, I will give you the part that mom doesn't eat."

Han Shiyun, who was just angry at first, suddenly felt waves of grievances welling up, and they kept pouring into his eyes.

She couldn't help but took the chicken wishbone and said in a low voice, "Mom, I..."

She wanted to say that I'm already full, mom, you can eat.

But she didn't want to be interrupted by her father's words.

"She's so fat, what else will she eat? As long as you are used to her, she will almost become a pig in our pen."

Her brother burst out laughing.

Han Shiyun held the chopsticks, neither put them down nor eat them.

"I can't stop your mouth even if I eat a meal!"

Her mother pretended to stare, but she couldn't help but smile in her words.

"I was so slender when I was young, and my teeth were perfect. How come my eldest daughter has a genetic mutation? She doesn't look like me at all."

Han Shiyun finally put the chicken wishbone back into the basin, with a cold-eyed smile on his face.

"Yeah, my genes, I am also very annoying."

It is said that it is a traditional virtue of the Chinese nation that a son does not think his mother is ugly, so what if the mother thinks his son is ugly?

Do you think she never resented her for having such an unattractive face?After the confession was rejected, and after she deeply realized the fact that she was actually ugly, she really hated it.

As Han Shiyun said, she suddenly dropped her chopsticks, turned around and walked out.

"I'll go and put the plastic on the bean poles and move them over."

So the parents who originally wanted to scold her stopped immediately, and they just took it as their own child's playfulness and disobedience, and the magnanimous smile passed away.

The next day was spent in the roar of the bean machine, even though she had covered her body tightly, Han Shiyun still felt uncomfortable as if she was covered in bugs.

But even though she was too tired to lift her arms, she still worked very hard.

Because she knew that if she couldn't help finish all these odd jobs, it would be impossible to catch the bus back to the city tomorrow morning.

My parents won't let me go, and she, the belief that supported her through these difficult two days of life, is what Miman said to take herself shopping and eating delicious food.

She doesn't care about the compliments from her parents and folks, and she can even bear her brother's ridicule all the time. She just wants to return to Miman's side.

When she got on the car back to the city as she wished, and when she saw Miman standing in front of the car door waiting for her more than an hour later, Han Shiyun felt as if she had passed away.

"how?"

Miman raised his eyebrows, looking at Han Shiyun who was stupefied, are you stupid after not seeing him for two days?

"Come here and give me a hug."

She smiled and opened her arms to Han Shiyun.

It's better to have that kind of inexplicable pampering when facing me with that kind of gentleness.

Han Shiyun's eye circles turned red.

Like a puppy who accidentally lost its way and lost its owner, with endless grievances seeking comfort and uncontrollable joy and joy, it plunged into Miman's arms.

Miman was staggered by the forceful impact and almost couldn't stand still.

Raising his hand to stop the bodyguard who was about to rush over, Miman put his hand on Han Shiyun's back and comforted him patiently.

"Hey, what's wrong with our little Yunyun, you've become so enthusiastic after you haven't seen me for two days?"

Miman's deliberate ridicule did not calm Han Shiyun.

Feeling that the person in her arms was still rubbing her head against her body, and experiencing the curious eyes of people around the bus who were curiously probing and watching the excitement, Miman sighed, quite helplessly maintaining this state of mind. The gesture leads people towards their car.

"Okay, okay, let's take you home and have a rest, okay? If you don't answer, I'll take it as your default!"

Miman moved with difficulty while talking.

That little bastard was really relieved to be led forward by her like this, she didn't know whether she should be relieved or should teach her to be vigilant.

"Didn't you say you would take me shopping and eat delicious food?"

A muffled voice came from his arms, filled with infinite grievances, as if he had bullied her so cruelly.