my sister never called brother

It feels like a cup of bitter coffee, it is very bitter after drinking, but the rich aroma will also fade away with time, and slowly rise from the throat.

It is endless.

By the time I realized it, it had become overwhelming.

I am obsessed with my brother to the point of fanaticism, which is what many people call brother control.

wrong!This is not quite accurate.

Two words should be added - "severe"

Um!That's right, heavy brother control is accurate.

In my mind, the desire to marry my elder brother and even have children always appears from time to time.

And this idea is very strong.

When my parents were not at home, I often slept with my brother on the grounds that I was afraid of sleeping alone.

But don't get it wrong.

Of course we will do nothing.

In that regard, girls tend to mature earlier than boys, so my brother has no idea at all.

Although I have repeatedly hinted...

As for what I was implying—

I used my pocket money to buy a lot of books for him, including novels and comics.

But the result...

It doesn't seem to work.

He doesn't seem interested in the subject.

My heart is so embarrassing!Is there anyone in this world more idiot than my brother?

When I wanted to take further action, my parents divorced, and I had to leave with my mother.

I still remember what my brother said to me when we were separated——

"Take care of yourself, drink less cold water, and you will easily get sick. If I'm not here, I don't know who will take care of you. Mom is still so busy, so you must take care of yourself when you are abroad. If someone bullies you, give I'll call, and I'll take the plane and beat up that bastard who bullied you!"

Although this sentence is not pleasant, and there is a bit of scorpion, but I feel warm in my heart.

but!

After we parted, this bastard old man didn't take the initiative to contact me even once, and he didn't even make a phone call. He just disappeared from the world!

It's a good thing that after he said that kind of thing at the time of parting, he can immediately play a high profile.

Since he doesn't take the initiative to contact my sister, I won't contact him either.

I have to make him realize my importance.

But as time went by, I couldn't bear it anymore.

Even if my brother has perseverance, if he doesn't have perseverance, then his mind is full of shit.

Ah~ I really want to sleep with my brother's arm~

If you can do something embarrassing... that would be even more exciting!

Oops!The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, and my head felt like a tsunami rolled up.

Although these are my wishful thinking, but I really can't help it~

My brother didn't take the initiative to contact me, and I don't blame him very much.

Because there is a vixen next to him, always staring at his brother.

This piece of meat is obviously mine, why should she miss it?

This vixen is not referring to anyone else, I am referring to the one named Lin Nianwei!

I used to think she was very annoying, and there was always other feelings in the eyes of my brother.

I am always wary of her.

Whenever there is a chance, he will make trouble between her elder brother and her, and save this vixen from making an inch.

When my brother was still around, I called her Sister Lin, and when I was not around, I called her vixen.

Because I have to maintain my image in front of my brother.

Moreover, anyway, I have made it clear that I hate her, so I don't have any worries.

Regarding my behavior, this vixen actually said that I played some low-key tricks.

I'm really pissed off, isn't it a low-level trick for her to seduce my brother all the time?

Brother, he didn't take the initiative to contact me, maybe he was confused by this vixen!

Poor my old brother is a simple-minded man with well-developed limbs.

I can't see the true face of this witch by myself.

But I will make my brother sober.

Let him know that in this world, only his sister loves him the most.

Everyone else has to step aside.

I don't know if I'm overthinking it, but I always feel that besides Lin Nianwei, a vixen, there are other vixens who are flirting in front of my brother.

After this idea surfaced, my mood became more and more disturbed, and my anxiety was out of control.

So I plan to go back once, so that these coquettish sluts will retreat in the face of the incomparable pure love between me and my brother.

Those who do not know how to retreat despite difficulties are all solved with a hatchet.

Then I can live happily with my brother.

get married...have a baby...

I don't think there is anything wrong with my thinking.

Because everything I do is righteous!

Brother... brother!brother brother brother! ! !

Ah~ the more I think about it, the more excited I get~

The brain is always trembling unconsciously——

So comfortable~

Sensibility is the skin, rationality is the bone

What is rationality?

Rationality is about placing yourself within the realm of self-control.

Don't let your life deviate from the track you should have due to objective and subjective reasons.

What is sensibility?

Sensibility is when you are depressed, you can have a world window to express your feelings subjectively.

Can sensibility and rationality coexist?

can.

I am the best example.

It may sound contradictory.

But these two characters really coexist in me.

I think it's common, the book says --

Rationality and sensibility are the two sides of human beings, and everyone has them.

It is difficult for me to deduce whether this sentence is true or not.

But the rules mentioned in the book are very applicable to me.

Because, I can feel the fierce conflict between sensibility and rationality in my heart.

So in the eyes of others, my character should be very awkward.

Yes, the word awkward fits me well.

I like a boy, but can't tell my heart.

Sensibility tells me that I should confess boldly.

Because if you don't say something, he won't understand it.

And rationality tells me that I should not confess.

Because even if you say it, it may not be successful.

So I always struggle between rationality and emotion, and miss the good chance to deal with things.

Maybe I'm too dull to balance the relationship between the two.

I think ideally --

Sensibility is the skin, rationality is the bone.

This kind of life will be full of order and fun.

A single rationality will dull the feeling of feeling life.

And the single sensibility ignores the feasibility of life.

I can't achieve balance, and sometimes I am dominated by reason or emotion, which is a common thing.

But these things often have one thing in common - selfishness.

When selfishness intervenes in a matter, there will be no balance.

I have always tried my best to maintain the state that sensibility is the skin and rationality is the bone.

But there is one boy who always makes me lose my mind and become emotional.

His name is Zhou Han.

If you have to add a relationship between me and him.

Childhood sweethearts are probably the most suitable.

when first met.

He tore off my disguise without hesitation.

I like to pretend that I have something to do.

Because when you are alone, you won't look awkward.

The most important thing is to be able to hide the fact that no one cares about you.

So reading alone has become the best choice.

Give everyone a feeling——

I'm different from other kids my age...

When reading a book, I look very serious.

In fact, I occasionally raised my head and peeked at the group of children not far away, listening to their cheerful laughter with my ears pricked up.

Sometimes when I am fascinated by watching, my mind will be distracted.

I actually don't like reading these boring books, and I envy those who laugh loudly on the sand in the park.

There are three reasons why I don't participate -

One is that I am not good at talking to others.

I am very introverted, and it is very difficult for me to take the initiative to talk to others.

The second is that I am too good at pretending to laugh.

My face is a little paralyzed. I only smile when I feel happy. When I am unhappy, I always have a blank face. If I have to put on a smile... sorry, I can’t do it.