Deep love never ends

"Oh, it's noisy again?"

I didn't want to get involved with people here, but I didn't expect that someone would take the initiative to provoke me on the premise that I didn't provoke people.

One of my many cousins came to me Enchanting and colorful.

Of course, such enchanting and colorful will only be what she thinks.

In my opinion, she is so thin that her waist can be broken at any time. What she pursues has always been too deformed and too bony beauty.

I knew what she wanted to do from the time she came.

After all, this is not the first confrontation. She is not tired of tit for tat for so many years. I'm bored first.

That's the routine back and forth.

It is nothing more than to improve your status by belittling others.

I swept around and there was a focus, but no one was ready to stop me.

Basically, from this circle, I basically know.

These people are more curious about me who suddenly appeared this year, and among all the curious people, they certainly need to be a gunner to test my attitude.

I stay in this family, say big or small, but say small is not very small, can only say very miscellaneous.

And those who can attend this kind of banquet every year are basically helpful to this small family. First, they are to compete with each other and show off as a place for entertainment. Second, they need to pick out useful ones, and then they gather together hypocritically.

That is, as the saying goes, benefit sharing.

But I've never been interested in such things, and I don't think it's an honor to be qualified to attend this banquet this year.

On the contrary, I even reject it.

"What's the matter? I haven't come to such a party for a long time. Are you tied up or afraid?"

I ignored her, but she took the initiative to provoke me.

The tone and behavior are full of contempt, as if they despise anyone.

I didn't say a word, so I watched her every move, her behavior and behavior like crosstalk, just as a play.

Just now my mother kept pushing me. When her cousin came, she swallowed the words behind her.

His face is worse than just now.

Even with a bit of vigilance.

I haven't been qualified to attend such a banquet for too long. I can't even remember why I attended it at the beginning and what the subsequent development is.

The only thing I know now is that such a party makes me feel excluded.

If it weren't for my grandmother who didn't meet me, who called me deliberately and forced me to come, I would never attend such a party.

"It has nothing to do with you. It's not your turn to interrupt the elders."

My mother, who has always only pointed at me, is now particularly mean to this cousin.

The tone inside and outside is with exclusion.

Before I could figure out the relationship, the atmosphere on their side was very stiff, like a hair trigger.

"Didn't I come to care about it? After all, my cousin hasn't come to such a party for a long time. All the people who come this time are either rich or expensive. In case of collision, it's not an ordinary small thing and can't afford it."

My cousin taunts me word by word, not like a reminder, but more like wishing I had an accident.

Indeed, it's also because I haven't come for a long time, or I hide in a quiet place every time. I don't know the purpose of this kind of party.

It's only a little clearer now.

Such a banquet is not for your own family. Even if it is for your own family in the name of external fighting, some well-known families will also come.

The purpose is not to successfully achieve the effect of mutual understanding through this way.

"That has nothing to do with you. Who asked you to come here? We didn't come on our own initiative this time. We were invited. If you want to inquire about anything, go and directly ask the person who invited us. Come to me and think of a set of words?"

Cousin's face was even darker.

I never spoke, but calmly looked around and behind my cousin.

Several beams of vision were only taken back when they came into contact with me.

The quarrel between my mother and my cousin over there has risen to a new situation. You come and I go to a war without gunsmoke.

Fighting openly and secretly.

"You just don't know good people."

Cousin Xinya's face was darker. You don't have to think about it. She was also defeated.

Even before, my mother was still a social flower in other people's mouth, but now she is not. She has been influenced by the secular world so much and has long trained her good skills, especially her reasonable and unforgiving mouth.

Some problems were deliberately ignored by me, but when I remember, many problems are still simple but elusive.

For example, I never seem to face up to my mother's family, and I never care about her past and present situation.

From the beginning of my memory, she is this sour look, not a little likable.

Those past are like mysteries, but they don't need to be solved deliberately. I don't want to know very much. I haven't been in contact with this side since I was young. Now why do I have to pretend to get together and respond to each other.

In the final analysis, such a banquet is just a banquet for each to get what he needs.

The unpleasant conversation over there continued. Because I was distracted, what I heard was not very complete. I just heard a few words occasionally and guessed in series with my own brain.

——"There's similar news over there. People should find it soon. Don't you want to see him very much?"

Just because of this sentence, it was like my mother with the motor fully on. She immediately lost and left in a hurry.

He wasn't even going to explain anything to me.

In this way, I'm basically used to it.

If she explained to me or referred to my opinion, she would be a ghost.

Compared with mother and daughter, the relationship between me and her is more like a rent sharing relationship. I don't have very deep feelings. I can't even feel much love from her attitude.

I've never been her lifeblood, obviously.

"Aren't you curious? What were we talking about just now?"

Xinya came to me and reorganized her clothes. She was still swaggering.

With a sense of superiority, standing in front of me seems to despise anything.

"No."

I gave her a faint look and said.

I know what she means. Isn't she deliberately hanging her appetite and waiting for my active inquiry? Then the initiative is in her hand, but I don't want her to do so.