my monster girlfriends

Brother Liu is getting better, Fang Yanjun is of course very happy, one day she even specially invited Brother Liu out of the restaurant - of course, in order to prevent the fat that Brother Liu lost so hard to rebound back, there must be no heavy oil and heavy dishes .

"Sister." Brother Liu looked at the menu, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Where are you feeding the giraffe?"

"Stop talking nonsense, eat more vegetarian food, it's good for your health."

Are you my shit-shoveling officer: NO.32 Dialect Jun (Conclusion)

That year was the third year of high school. At the dining table, the eldest sister took out a bottle of red wine: "Are you an adult?"

"One month short."

"Then you'd better not drink it." Mr. Fang Yan pulled out the cork with a wine opener, "It's a pity, this is a good wine I stole from the old man's warehouse, and the old man only opens a bottle when he meets old friends. "

"No matter how good the wine meets someone you don't like, isn't that useless?" Brother Liu lowered his head and nodded his phone - this is one of the few leisure time, of course we should take this opportunity to clear the energy in the mobile game.

Fang Yanjun paused, "That makes sense." He poured himself a glass, "Hey, the color looks good."

"Uh, isn't this dish not served yet?"

"How can red wine be used as a side dish? Drink it as a drink." Mr. Fang Yan smiled.

"Then you are fierce..." Brother Liu said something absent-minded. When he looked up, he saw that the other party had already sipped (chuo, four beeps) and blinked. "I remember that the red wine seems to be sober."

"No need, just drink it." Mr. Fang Yan tilted his head suddenly while drinking red wine, "Are you concerned about me?"

She didn't seem to drink very well, she only drank half a glass, her face was already rosy, like the white snow dotted with cherry blossoms, when she said this, she looked straight at Brother Liu with charming eyes.

"Um, you can't say you care... just remind me." Brother Liu scratched his head, "Sister, you don't need people to care about you, it's all because you care about others."

"Of course, who do you think I am." Fang Yanjun smiled.

There was a sudden silence at the dining table, Mr. Fang Yan was drinking cup after cup, Brother Liu lowered his head to play with his mobile phone, all kinds of dishes were served on the table, and the traffic outside the window tore out the neon streamer.

No one moved their chopsticks.

"Hey, Fatty." Mr. Fang Yan yelled the nickname he had given to Brother Liu, "Have you filled out your college entrance examination application?"

"Not yet, but you don't need to fill it in. Doesn't our school have an internal score line for advancing from middle school to university?"

"Don't relax too much. With your current grades, you may not be able to pass the exam even if you have an internal score."

"Uh... ok."

"You've been slowing down from running recently. Don't forget to continue your morning exercise every morning. With your physique, if you relax a little bit, you have to get back to its original state."

"Ah."

"Also, I'm almost in college, don't hold onto your game all day long, don't you want to find a girlfriend? Uncle should be urging you too."

"...It's okay, my dad is quite open-minded in this regard."

"Parents can't do this even if they are enlightened. Can you live a lifetime with games?"

"Oh……"

Brother Liu was silent for a while, "I'm sorry."

"Ok?"

"I said something wrong just now, sister, you also need someone to care about you, there is no iron man in the world."

Mr. Fang Yan was stunned for four or five seconds, and suddenly burst out laughing.

When she smiles, she is never reserved, and she doesn't even bother to cover it up. She just grinned her lips and bared her teeth, laughing loudly-in fact, this is pretty good, it suits her quite well, if she suddenly covers her lips like a little girl But laughing, Brother Liu was frightened instead.

"Well, well, yes, I do need someone to care about."

She put on her chin with one hand in a teasing tone, narrowed her long and narrow eyes, and said charmingly, "Then why don't you come."

"What's coming?" Brother Liu didn't respond.

"Caring about me, that's what you said."

Brother Liu subconsciously looked at Fang Yanjun. It is now May. Fang Yanjun is wearing a skirt, a skirt that falls to the knees, black stockings and black leather shoes. This outfit is not at all like a high school student who is about to take the college entrance examination, but rather a bright and beautiful University seniors.

But Mr. Fang Yan has always been like this. She was like a senior in high school, and she was still like a senior in high school.

Brother Liu held back for a long time: "How is your health recently?"

"Born in the sun, growing up in the red flag, eating three meals a day, taking a bath before going to bed, it's very good."

"Then, what about menstrual period?"

"Is this the question you should ask?" Mr. Fang Yan rolled his eyes coquettishly, "A few days ago, do you want me to tell you the brand of sanitary napkins you use?"

"No, no, no, no." Brother Liu waved his hands quickly.

Then, it fell into silence for nearly ten seconds...

Mr. Fang Yan helplessly covered his forehead, "That's all?"

"Ahem, I'm not very skilled in business..."

"Practice your eloquence when you have time. You will look good when you are not fat. You can lie to the little girls a little more. Then I will help you out." Mr. Fang Yan shook his glass, "But today is very good, the first time I am very happy that someone cares about me, you have performed well... As a reward, the college entrance examination is one month away, so you can pass this month by yourself."

Brother Liu was taken aback, "You don't care about me anymore?"

"Nonsense, I also want to learn, okay?" Mr. Fang Yan looked at Brother Liu for a while, "Why, finally liberated? Are you relieved?"

"Fortunately..." Brother Liu was very honest, "It's just that I'm not used to it."

Fang Yanjun laughed again, "I really thought I was your sister, I grow up when I'm not used to it." After a pause, "It's okay, I will try to continue to take care of you when I go to university."

"Hiss—" Brother Liu looked confused, "Well, can I take back what I just said..."

"late!"

Before leaving, Mr. Fang Yan patted Brother Liu's chest. Only then did Brother Liu realize that the hand that used to pat his shoulder very forcefully was actually slender and soft...he used to think it was made of iron.

So in the next month, Mr. Fang Yan seemed to really ignore Brother Liu...no longer forcing him to run, no longer giving him tutoring—but the habit that lasted for three years was obviously not so easy to get rid of. One day, Brother Liu finished his physical strength, lay on the sofa with nothing to do, and suddenly wanted to go out for a couple of laps...

This shows how the strong tablemate with the law of life persecutes the lazy young people living in the house...

The college entrance examination passed in a blink of an eye, and that night, Mr. Fang Yan sent a message to Brother Liu, "Hey, the class is organizing a breakup meal, will you come?"

Brother Liu was playing games at the time: "Help me push it, it's a little personal."

"What can you do privately? It's a game event again?"

"Sister, don't tell me if you see through..."

If it were different from the past, Mr. Fang Yan would say very forcefully, "Stop talking nonsense, your name is on the list, and you are limited to arrive within 10 minutes."

But at this time...she just replied: "Up to you.", and the profile picture went dark.

——After that, Brother Liu never contacted Mr. Fang Yan again.

He dug out the contact numbers of his classmates in high school, asked them one by one, and then asked the teacher in high school. Not to mention the phone number of the other party, he had made countless text messages and calls.

But he couldn't find any trace of the girl's existence at all, as if she suddenly turned into a mermaid and disappeared into the world in bubbles.

After college, occasionally for a moment, Brother Liu was sitting in the class playing with his mobile phone, when suddenly there was a discussion next to him.

"Hey, do you still remember Mr. Fang Yan?"

"Remember, that sister was very vigorous in high school, but unfortunately I don't know where she is now."

"It seems that he dropped out of school and arranged a job at home."

"Didn't she also go to ktv to sing when we broke up in high school? I heard that she sang and cried, and I don't know who she sang for."

"It's fake, that sister actually cries?"

"Hey, what girl doesn't cry? You haven't seen it because you're not the one who made her cry."

"Roll, roll, roll..."

The discussion gradually faded away, Brother Liu quietly looked at the phone screen, but his fingertips were fixed there.

If this is the set of a Korean romance drama, then he should be in extreme pain and regret at this time, at least crying to a broken kidney, and it would be more appropriate if he got another cancer or something.

Unfortunately not here.

So he just suddenly remembered that night, the girl smiled at him with a wine glass: "I really thought I was your sister, I grow up when I'm not used to it."

The screen of the phone shut down, reflecting a wry smile.

"...I'm really not used to it."

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① One update today.

Are you my shit shoveler: Ending under the ginkgo tree

All encounters will eventually part, just as all partings will eventually meet again.

The world is a big place. When someone is down, someone is happy, although the reasons for happiness and loss may be different.

Time quickly turned to the holiday. Today, just after breakfast, a middle-aged man in a white suit appeared outside the Bai family's door. He had an outstanding temperament, full of charm, and humorous words. The wife of the family chatted with him until the crow's feet burst out laughing.

"Sir, you must have been very popular before?"

"Of course, I went to England when I was young, it was a very romantic city, with never-ending drizzle, long-haired street artists and a huge clock tower, I met some friends there , and met a noble lady who was obsessed with me... The only pity is that she has a fiancé, so I can only decline this beautiful encounter."

"It's a pity, then she must be very sad."

"No, she is an optimistic girl. When we parted, she stood on a tall building and waved to me. Unfortunately, she was too far away to see if she was smiling."

"I think she must be crying."

"That's not necessarily true. All encounters will end in parting, just like all partings will eventually meet again; not every encounter has a happy ending, but they will eventually meet again."

"You are so romantic."

... and so on.

Bai Yin welcomed Xue Sheng into the room, and complained: "Teacher...she is a married woman."

"I know." Xue Sheng said, "Is there something wrong?"

... Nonsense, when I went there, that aunt almost started asking me for your phone number, what do you think is wrong?

Bai Yin supported his forehead: "My husband is still alive...Happy and happy..."

"It's okay." Xue Sheng said calmly, "Anyway, sooner or later he will die."

Bai Yin's expression instantly became horrified...

"Wait a minute!" He said loudly, "Your words seem to contain some very dangerous information!"

"just kidding."

"It doesn't sound like a joke at all!"

While talking nonsense, Bai Yin had already refilled Xue Sheng with a cup of hot tea and brought it over.

Xue Sheng sniffed, "The tea is pretty good."

"Tea bags bought for five yuan in the supermarket opposite."

"That's why I say it's good." Xue Sheng laughed, "I haven't had this kind of drink for a long time, it's novel."

"Oh, let me guess." Bai Yinxu raised his eyes, "What you usually drink...is all from the countermeasures, right?"

"more or less."

Xue Sheng took a sip, "What I usually drink is indeed from the Countermeasure Bureau. The source... I don't need to explain, you can definitely guess it. It's probably the most new tea from a certain place, and then let me have a bunch of it. An expert with titles that I don't even bother to pronounce, doing something so mysterious that people can't tell whether it's frying tea or cultivating immortals... The final combination is some kind of 'special tea'."

He paused, "I asked a scientific researcher in the bureau who you don't deserve to know the code name to study, and that afternoon he gave me a pot with exactly the same taste, and the cost per catty was less than 70 yuan. I divided it up as a countermeasure Bureau benefits."

"Hey... so cheap?" Bai Yin said, "Can you bring me some?"

"No."

"Didn't you say it was the welfare of the Countermeasures Bureau?"

"Yes."

"Am I not a member of the Countermeasures Bureau?"

"Yes."