Problematic Sister Fell In Love With Me

Chu Yuan still mentioned the thing that happened five years ago that I will never be able to relieve.

'That year, I was hospitalized because I made him angry, but he refused to beat me or scold me. He often hid himself secretly and sadly, he no longer returned home on time, no longer talked to me, in When my parents are in front of me, I will force myself to smile at me. Although I was only eleven years old, I could still feel the meaning of his seemingly casual smile. He always forced me to be mature, and treated me like a child. Child, as an ignorant sister, to convince myself not to lose my temper, so the three words I hate the most are'little kids'. The thing I hate most is that he can only be his sister in order to prove me I’m not a kid. I’m a big girl who will be serious about arguing with him or being coquettish, like my little sister. I sat outside the house for the night and waited for him to go home. I don’t remember much about that day. There are only three things I can think of: the snow is heavy, the weather is very cold, I didn't wait for him'

This is the first time I listened to Chu Yuanti's story. Whether during or after her hospitalization, everyone had a tacit understanding of the general forgotten. The old man and stepmother never blamed me from beginning to end, even I didn’t ask about the reason for Chu Yuan’s “suicide”, and besides waking up, Chu Yuan asked confusedly, “Did Brother go home?” Since then, he has deleted that memory from his brain. So much so that I was threatened by her every time after'xx minutes, you didn't appear in front of me, my aunt and grandma, I rolled the stairs' Yunyun, and I couldn't help but wonder if she sat in the snow all night, if Xiaozi had just left that section Time, a soul-stirring nightmare I have had.

I admit that guilt has polished my courage, and fortunately made me give up reason, so I have been escaping, and I dare not to prove a question that I am actually very curious: Chu Yuan was almost killed by me, why did she not hate me, Why don't my parents blame me?

Now, I found the answer--

'When I was unconscious in the hospital, my father and mother peeked at the diary I was hiding at home. Later, my mother told me that it was no longer my diary, but a diary I wrote for my brother. It’s all about him. I’m either watching him, thinking about him, or thinking about what he was thinking in a daze today, or complaining about Xiao Zi’s older sister secretly kissing him before getting up this morning. On the way to school The two of them held hands again, and Sister Xiaozi lied that there was only one blueberry flavored ice cream left, and then the two of them ate together

Mom said that only when he likes a person, will he always look at him, keep thinking of him, keep looking at the girls around him who are not pleasing to the eye, and have been studying her everywhere.

So I dare not write him in my diary anymore, because I know that my parents will continue to peek at my diary, because I am their daughter, because my brother and sister are my brother.

So I don't dare to stick to my brother anymore. In front of him, I always pretend to be a very fierce and annoying look. I'm afraid that he feels that I like him and will ignore me again.

I also hope that when he is angry with me, he can beat me and scold me. I hate the smile that he will endure me forever. That is the proof that he doesn’t like me, or the proof that his brother loves my sister. I don’t want to be him In the eyes of the eternal child, do not be his serious eternal little sister.'

Chu Yuan didn't admit to her parents that she had a love buddy complex. Later, she was always fierce to me. It turned out that it had some hidden elements, but I didn't know if my parents believed it.

I think I should believe it. Otherwise, if I am clever, why haven’t I found that they have the slightest vigilance about my relationship with Chu Yuan?Even if there is only a little doubt, they cannot agree that Chu Yuan, who is already a big girl, has moved to live with my bachelor who is in "estrus", giving us such a large space to get along with, but not paying attention to it.Since Chu Yuan moved to me, my parents never seem to take the initiative

But if they believe, why does the stepmother always make some nonsense jokes about my relationship with Chu Yuan?

My parents are masters, and I can’t guess what they think, but one thing is certain. After Chu Yuan’s serious illness, their silence was because they had peeked at her diary. They should be looking for Chu Yuan’s suicide. The reason, but it turned out to be wrong, I found the stupid girl's brother-controlled tendency, not to mention it afterwards, out of ten and nine is afraid of me thinking

For example, after knowing Chu Yuan’s thoughts, I turned to sister control, and then thunder and fire broke out.

Dude sweats, that situation is more like now

I then look down--

'After eleven years old, I still insist on writing a diary, but the life recorded on the paper, even if it is dense, always has a gap that cannot be filled, because without him and without my mood, it turned out to be like mom said Like that, I have been looking at him, thinking about him, without his notes, like a meal without salt, no matter how beautiful it is, it is tasteless.

So after eleven years old, I was just writing a diary. I never had the urge to read it again, but I was full of fear. Although I was so happy every day, I couldn’t find him in my memories. The name still feels terrible.

If he cannot be found in my life, it must be more terrible.

Today, I experienced life and death, and I understood the truth: the reason why people work hard to live is to create memories.

So I decided that I want to write a diary again, and write only the diary that belongs to me and him. I want to have him in every article in the diary, just like every day in life, so the name of this diary , It's called "Little Perverted Diary"-

If it is wrong to love him, I would rather be a little perverted.

If there is nothing wrong with loving him, I prefer to be called a brother-controlled little pervert, because only the loser will call me this way~'

If it is wrong to love him, I would rather be a little pervert in the end to read this sentence, and I am moved.

If there is nothing wrong with loving him, I prefer to be called a brother-controlled little pervert, because only the loser will call me that way~ After reading this last sentence, I collapse

The stinky girl always said that she was a'small pervert'. I still thought she was self-deprecating, but it turned out to be ideal!

Brother controlled diary?Is this clearly intended to be written as "Conqueror's Diary" or "Sister-Control Training Observation Diary"?

There are only these words in the document "before the brother-controlled diary", and there is no diary content behind it. Either she has not decided which day to start writing, or she has not had time to write today.

I turned off the laptop, and Chu Yuan rushed out of the bedroom in pajamas. When I saw me, she sat in front of her computer. The smelly girl blushed purple and panicked: "Are you using my computer?"

I don't lie about big things, there are exceptions for small things, like now, "What's going on, what's wrong?"

"Not for you!" Chu Yuan hugged the book and hugged it tightly in his arms, Zhiwu said: "I haven't used it up yet, I will borrow it from you."

When the stinky girl lent me the book again, the little perverted diary disappeared from the desktop unexpectedly. I didn’t bother to find it. The girl’s ability to hide things was so much superior to me. She could easily find me. In the adult+person action movie on the computer, I found the shameful paintings of the girly subjective fantasies hidden by Dongfang in her computer, but the things she hides, whether in the computer or under the bed, are rarely found, for example , I know she still has a lot of coughs that I coveted, and I was forced to destroy her by 18+forbidden+journals, and they were collected somewhere in her room, but I just couldn’t find it. Sister Tiger, who was sleeping in her room for a while, caught me and thought I was stealing her underwear

The things hidden in the computer are even harder to find. She adds a secret. I just find it. I don’t even find it. What’s more, the diary belongs to personal privacy. Peeping at personal privacy is a crime. The consciousness of the buddy is not so low, at least not Always so low.

I was lying in the bed, listening to the flow of hot spring water under the tatami, and browsing the Internet. I already had news about the case tonight, but I don’t know whether it was the energy of Miss San, or the power of the Beitian government or the police. The content is actually a "serious traffic accident", and there is no mention of the kidnapping and shooting.

Sister Tiger explained that this was because after detecting the accident, Min Rou organized the personnel to block the road for the first time, which was also an indirect blockade of the spread of information. I half ridiculed and half teased that that is also the high efficiency of your police affairs. So, the scene was cleaned up and the body was taken away so quickly. Sister Tiger was uncomfortable. He gave me a glance, turned over, and said, ignore you, the old lady sleeps.

In the Japanese-style bedroom, I sleep on a tatami mat. This girl didn't warn me to crawl into her bed before going to bed. Too careless?

I’m going to sleep too, but I turned my head and saw Chu Yuan sitting cross-legged with a pillow on his head, and didn’t talk, like a poor little cat abandoned in a cardboard box, staring at me with blinking eyes. Sighed, lifted the blanket, said: "No bedwetting"

"No," Chu Yuan grinned into my bed, "I am a lady."

But it turns out that Zhimei Moruo

The facts also prove that a lady does not necessarily want to wet the bed