my sister never called brother

That plant that rolls up at the slightest touch.

I and her personality are completely opposite, and it is really dramatic that we can become good friends.

I remember that I always took pleasure in bullying Xiaoya and teasing her because she was so funny.

Xiaoya would come to her grandfather's tofu house to buy tofu almost every day.

After going back and forth, I gradually became familiar with her.

She and I used to talk about each other's dreams.

She said she didn't want to inherit a hot spring hotel, she wanted to be an explorer, like my mother.

I told her not to watch too many movies, especially American movies. Many of those romantic adventure stories are fabricated. The world is not so dangerous. Let her explore. I emphasized that my mother is an archaeologist, not an explorer. Home is the work of appreciating antiques in the office with a magnifying glass.

She was a little disappointed when I told the truth.

Although she is always teased by me, she still comes to play with me every time. Her tutor is very strict.

Sometimes the family agrees.

Sometimes with the excuse of buying tofu.

And sometimes... did sneak out on their own.

I think Xiaoya is quite pitiful, she was locked in a cage when she was born.

Similar to those birds in cages, they have dreams of flying in the blue sky, but are bound by reality.

I may be much better than her, I am free, unrestrained, and I can do whatever I want.

But sometimes I also envy Xiaoya, especially during festivals, his yukata is always very beautiful.

Walking in the flow of people at the festival, the ancient style and traditional posture of every move will always attract the attention of many people.

Reminiscent of Tokyo in the Edo period, girls shuttled through the streets and alleys of the townhouses.

At this time, she was sitting opposite me, still wearing her most familiar bathrobe, sitting quietly opposite me.

Today is the weekend.

　 She and I are planning to go to Mount Fuji to enjoy the cherry blossoms.

Due to the short distance, Xiaoya got the consent of her family and we set off this morning.

The train passed the long corridor, and the light shone in again.

"Wow!" Chuan Gu Zeya covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Look, Airi!"

I was staring at Xiaoya's super well-developed breasts, thinking about it in my heart, and after hearing her voice, I came back to my senses and looked out the window.

The blooming cherry blossoms appeared in front of my eyes, and the falling flowers were colorful and beautiful.

The passing train rolled up the fallen cherry blossom petals, splashed like rain, and slowly fell in mid-air like snow.

The cherry blossoms on the tree are in various shapes, some of which are about to bloom, and the flower buds look different on the branches, and they seem to have an indescribable fear of the outside world.

Some have just bloomed, pink and tender like a baby's smiling face, sweet and pure, unable to withstand any wind and rain, but still lovable.

The majestic Mount Fuji in the distance is hidden behind the cherry trees, and the top of the mountain is clearly defined in white and black, which is always fresh in people's memory.

The mountains are set against the flowers, and the flowers are set against the mountains. The perfect combination is beautiful.

"It's so beautiful..." Chuan Gu Zeya blushed, it wasn't the first time she came here, but she sighed every time.

"Yeah, very beautiful" I smiled for a long time.

Severe brother control

My name is Zhou Qiqi.

note!

Don't complain about the ABB form of the name, if you dare say something very cheesy—

kill you~

At least say your own name first, okay?

After reading it, you will know how low-key, luxurious and connotative the name in the form of ABB is!

what did you say?

The ABC form of the name is more noble, elegant and expensive?

Hehe, Li Goudan?Zhao Goudan?King dog?

That's right, don't doubt yourself, your name is so Low~

Well, the eye-obscuring guy has killed himself in shame and anger.

Now I can finally tell my story.

I am 16 years old.

Five years ago, after my parents divorced.

I came to Australia with my mother.

Currently living in Melbourne, a city in southern Australia.

You don’t think that when I’m in a foreign country, I’ll say Good morning and greet those gringos happily every morning, right?

If it is true, then I can only say that you are thinking a lot.

After most people go abroad, their social circles are still Chinese, and nothing has changed.

It is not as imagined at all, and it will be perfectly integrated when it is abroad.

Those who have successfully integrated into a foreign country have made unknown efforts.

Among them, I am afraid that only they themselves know the bitterness.

Many people will live in Chinatown like me.

I think Chinatown is a magical place, people from all over China gather in this street.

Everyone speaks different dialects, which is very pleasant, among which Hokkien is slightly more.

It is said that the Chinese have the habit of living together, and this sentence is true.

Chinatowns all over the world are the best proof.

I live in a unit in Chinatown.

Every day when I go out, there are uncles and aunts doing Tai Chi, which is nothing new.

As for foreigners, it is actually not very common. There will be quite a few Chinese restaurants on the street.

Because foodies know no borders!

Melbourne's Chinatown is not as scattered as Sydney's. Although the number is small, it is very large.

This narrow street itself is an ancient street. Gold mines were discovered in Melbourne in history. Many gold diggers flocked to sparsely populated Melbourne, and Chinese laborers were the largest number. They established the prototype of this Chinatown.

The road is paved with cobblestones, and most of the buildings on both sides of the street are more than half a century old, quaint but not vicissitudes.

A Huaxia archway painted red is erected at the entrance and exit at both ends of the street.

I am on this street, studying in a Chinese high school.

It feels the same to me as a domestic high school, the difference is that the pressure of study is much more relaxed.

This is probably due to foreign influence.

I have lived in Melbourne for five years, what regrets do I have?

It's a pity that my brother is not around.

Poor my stupid old brother, I don't know what's going on now.

When I was young, I felt that he was born earlier than me, but his behavior was clumsy, and he didn't look mature at all.

I don't know how to be tactful at all, and always go straight, which makes people uncomfortable.

Especially during the period when I suffered from the second illness, I watched a movie "Battle on the Top of the Forbidden City", and I was about to go to the "river and lake" with a broom on my back

Is it like a retard?

I think so.

In the end, because of being dishonest, my brother was beaten up by his mother with a rolling pin.

Looking at his grinning face when he was beaten, do you think we pity him?

How is it possible!In fact, I was secretly happy, and his dishonesty was also my small report.

Why do you want to do this?

Do you still need to ask?He always had fun by himself, completely ignoring my feelings as a younger sister, so I had to make him notice what a big mistake I had made.

Besides, my brother has rough skin and thick flesh, so he can withstand beatings, so don't worry at all~

Fortunately, my brother is a person who knows how to retreat in the face of difficulties. He finally realized my existence and took me to play with him.

That day, he watched "Yi Tian Tu Long Ji"

My brother said he wanted to play Zhang Wuji.

Without even thinking about it, I said that I wanted to play Zhao Min.

Because I can give my brother a baby~

Well--

Every time I think that I can give birth to my brother, my brain keeps shaking, I feel dizzy, and my mood is restless, so comfortable, hehe...hehehe...

But in the end he said that he wanted to play the part of the siege of Guangmingding, and asked me to play Miejue Shitai!

okay!He had the guts to completely veto my opinion.

Isn't it Miejue Shitai?I act!I'll play it well!Let him see what an extermination master is!

Then I went to sue again, and in the end my brother got another meal with the rolling pin.

It can't be my fault, can it?He asked for it all.

I don't know what I look like in my brother's eyes?

But I think...it's about the same as the little devil in the world, right?

Although my elder brother is stupid and clumsy, and still doesn't understand style, he also has his own gentle side.

When I was sick, only he could be by my side.

Seeing him anxiously scratching his ears and cheeks made me feel very happy.

Because being cared about is a very happy thing.

I don't know when, since when, I have developed an unusual sense of dependence on my brother.

It's also hard to speculate.

But now I vaguely know why.

Boys and girls have different mental states when they were young, but they have one thing in common.

That is to seek protection.

Boys will have an Oedipus complex.

Although many boys will not admit it, it is because the boys have grown up.

Knowing the original complex is a feeling similar to yearning.

And the girls will also have a relative Electra complex.

Of course I, like the other girls, won't admit it.

My situation is a little different.

My father is not at home all the time, no father makes me have this complex.

Under the strong desire to seek protection, I can only choose to love my brother.

Although my brother may seem unreliable at times, he is surprisingly reliable when it matters.

As I grow older, I can feel more and more that my brother cares for me.