My Sister is Very Obsessive

Before lunch, I accompanied my sister back to the dormitory to pick up the lunch box.

When she entered the dormitory building, she still had a happy smile on her face, but when she came out with the lunch box, she suddenly turned into a bitter face.

"What's the matter!" I stretched out my hand in a funny way and gently rubbed her soft face.

"Qianqian and Mengmeng asked me to bring them food." My sister plunged into my arms.

I reached out and took the bag she was carrying the lunch box, and my free hand gently wrapped her back, rubbing her loose hair,

"Okay, okay, just bring food, it's not difficult."

"However, they always bickered with me in the dormitory and brought them meals, and they didn't even say thank you to me."

My sister's words made me ponder for a while,

"So, do you want them to say thank you?"

My sister raised her head and looked at me pitifully,

"I think when I'm in a bad mood, and I don't think when I'm in a good mood."

"Actually!" I lowered my head and told her earnestly, "Only friends who don't need to say thank you to each other are the most trustworthy friends."

My sister blinked and looked at me with a tangled face. I guess she didn't understand.

Well, in this case, I decided to demonstrate to her what a real friend is.

So, I took out my phone, dug out Wu Lingfeng's number, and called him directly.

After a while, the other end of the phone was connected, and I turned on the speakerphone.

"Yo, little sister Le, why did you suddenly remember to call me?"

As soon as I heard this familiar voice and familiar title, I suddenly felt like I was back in high school.

At that time, Wu Lingfeng laughed at me for being too good-natured and soft-spoken, like a bitch, so he gave me the nickname Le Xiaomei.

In fact, I have a good temper and a gentle voice, all because I am used to it by my sister.

As for my sister, my patience never seemed to have a bottom line. As for the tone of my words, it seemed that I had never been angry with her.

I couldn't help but glance at my sister, and continued to talk to Wu Lingfeng with a light smile,

"Mad, I want to borrow some money!"

"How much! You say!"

His crisp tone immediately made me laugh,

"Aren't you going to ask me what I borrowed it for?"

"You are borrowing money so much, what the **** are you doing!"

"What if I want to borrow 100,000?"

"One hundred thousand? I don't have so much money in my commonly used card. Are you in a hurry? If you are in a hurry, I will transfer the more than 70,000 in the card to you first, and I will transfer the remaining 30,000 to you later."

Listening to the familiar voice on the other end of the phone, I was moved for a while, a true friend should be like this, trust you unconditionally.

"Do you need me to say thank you?"

"If you dare to say thank you, I will get the money back immediately."

"Thank you!" I said thank you with a grin, "You take the money back, I won't borrow it anymore."

silence... long silence...

After a long time, there was a light cough from there.

"Little sister Le, tell me honestly, what's the matter with you today?"

"It's okay!" I had a happy smile on my face.

"It's all right? Are you going to borrow this money?"

"Don't borrow it!"

"Made is mentally retarded, you are bored and you are trying to entertain me."

"Didn't I miss you? We haven't seen each other since graduating from high school."

"Children with intellectual disabilities, think of your sister by yourself!"

After speaking, there was a beeping busy tone on the other end of the phone. Obviously, the guy hung up the phone in a fit of anger.

Wu Lingfeng's temper has been used to it for so many years.

It is said that things gather together by like, and people are divided into groups. Our combination, which was once known as the "Three Musketeers", really has almost completely different personalities.

I remember what the physical education teacher said about us back then. He said: Wu Lingfeng was short-tempered, Liu Xinyue was young and mature, and Shen Le was too indifferent, feeling a lack of courage and a lack of self-motivation.

Now that I think about it, what he said is not wrong at all. I have always studied with the mentality of increasing knowledge and experience; I have always exercised only to reduce the pain of colds and prevent the muscles of the body from being too loose and affecting the outside world. in image.

What I hate the most is comparing myself with others, and I don't like rankings in exams.

When I was in the first and second year of high school, I only took the final exam for a semester, and the monthly exam and mid-term exam were always blank.

However, even so, I should still get the scholarship, and the tuition fee should be exempted.

In fact, the quality of learning is not determined by your test scores, but by how much you have learned. A low score does not mean that you have not learned. It may also be learned, but you are not good at expressing it.

Unfortunately, what the world looks at is your ability to express.

People who can talk and talk are always more valued than those who do things. In Marx's words, it can be explained as: society is the sum of interpersonal relationships.

There will be no interpersonal relationships when you are busy doing things. If you don’t have interpersonal relationships, you will be divorced from society.

Hmm...seems like I'm thinking too much...

So, I picked up the phone, pulled back my thoughts, looked at my sister,

"You see, borrowing money is the best proof. As soon as you open your mouth, the person who promises to lend you money without asking the reason must be the one who trusts you from the bottom of your heart, so, Haiyan'er, you should grow up too. Longer."

At the end, I couldn't help reaching out, rubbing my sister's forehead and sighing.

The elder sister shook her head in dissatisfaction,

"I understand this, I just..., forget it," my sister curled her lips, "I'm not Gorky's Haiyan!"

"Yes yes yes!" I was amused by my sister, "You are not Gorky's Haiyan'er, you are Shen Le's sister, right!"

"I'm not Shen Le's sister!"

The sister turned her head and retorted with a smile.

"Then what are you from Shen Le?"

I bowed my head and leaned in her ear, blowing softly.

"I'm Shen Le..." My sister said halfway through, and suddenly pushed me away, then ran two or three meters away, turned to look at me sweetly, and smiled, "I won't tell you."

I rushed up suddenly and grabbed my sister,

"I won't let you go unless you tell me."

"Hmph, I won't tell you if you don't let me go."

"Ding-ding-"

My sister and I were fighting when the school clock tower rang suddenly.

"It's twelve o'clock!" I hugged my sister from behind, stood there, looked in the direction of the clock tower, and whispered.

My sister leaned her back on my chest and hummed softly.

"I have to squeeze again to eat."

"No, we're very close to the Eastside cafeteria. If we run faster, we can buy food before the school leavers."

"Then what are you waiting for, run away!"

"run--"

My sister also happily joined me.

I took her hand and led her all the way to the canteen in the East District to run wildly.

The author loves a three-legged cat: The fourth update, although it passed yesterday, I still stayed up late to finish writing it. I wish everyone a good night and a good dream!