Chapter 1061

Chu Yuan still mentioned the event that happened five years ago that I will never forget.

"That year, I was in hospital because I made him angry, but he refused to hit me or scold me. He often hid himself secretly and hurt himself. He no longer went home on time, no longer talked to me, and when he was in front of his parents, he would force himself to smile at me. Although I was only eleven at that time, I could feel what his seemingly innocent smile meant, always It's him who manages to be mature, and treats me as a child, and as a younger sister who doesn't understand, so as to persuade himself not to lose his temper. So the three words I hate most are "little child". The thing I hate most is that I can only be his younger sister. In order to prove that I'm not a child, I'm just like little purple, who will recognize me very much whether quarreling or coquetting with him Really big girl, I sat outside my house all night waiting for him to go home. I can't remember that day very well. There are only three things I can think of: snow is very heavy, it's cold, I didn't wait for him '

this is the first time I' heard 'Chu Yuan mention that. No matter when she was in hospital or after she was discharged from hospital, we all have tacit selective forgetting. General, master My son and stepmother never blamed me or even asked me the reason for Chuyuan's suicide. Besides waking up, Chuyuan asked me vaguely, "did brother go home?" he deleted that memory from his brain, so that every time I was threatened by her, "if you don't appear in front of me in XX minutes, I will roll the stairs." cloud Cloud, can't help but doubt that she sat in the snow all night, is small purple just left that period of time, I had a nightmare.

I admit that guilt burnished my courage and let me give up my reason. So I kept running away, and then I didn't dare to prove a question that I was extremely curious about: Chu Yuan was almost killed by me. Why didn't she hate me? Why didn't my parents blame me?

Now, I found the answer -

'when I was in a coma in the hospital, my father and mother peeped into the diary I hid at home. Later, my mother told me that it was not my diary anymore, but the diary I wrote for my brother, because every article was about him, I was not looking at him, I was thinking about him, I was not thinking about what he was thinking when he was in a trance today, I was holding him Sister Qiu Xiaozi secretly kissed him before calling him to get up this morning. They held hands again on the way to school. Sister Xiao Zi lied that there was only one blueberry ice cream left, and then they ate it separately. Mother said that only when they like one person can they look at him all the time, think about him all the time, and look at the girls around him all the time. Another Always learning from her.

So I dare not write him in the diary any more, because I know that mom and dad will continue to peek at my diary, because I am their daughter, because my brother and I are brothers and sisters.

So I don't dare to stick to my brother any more. In front of him, I always pretend to be very fierce and irritated. I'm afraid that he will ignore me if he feels that I like him.

I also hope that when he gets angry with me, he can beat me and scold me. I hate his smiling face, which is the proof that he doesn't like me, or that his brother loves his sister. I don't want to be the forever child in his eyes, nor the serious forever younger sister. "

Chu Yuan didn't admit to her parents that she was in love with her brother. Later on, she was always cruel to me. In fact, there was a disguised element, that is, I don't know if my parents believed it or not. I think it should be believed. Otherwise, it's smart like me. Why haven't they ever found out that they have the slightest vigilance about my relationship with Chu Yuan? Even if there's only a little doubt, they can't agree that Chu Yuan, who has become a girl, has moved to live with me, a single man in the "estrus period", which gives us such a big space to get along, but they don't care? Since Chu Yuan moved to me, it seems that her parents have never come to visit her on their own initiative. But if they believe it, why does her stepmother always make fun of my relationship with Chu Yuan?

My parents are senior people. I can't guess what they think, but one thing is for sure. After Chu Yuan's serious illness, their silence was due to reading her diary. They should be looking for the cause of Chu Yuan's' suicide '. As a result, they were wrong. They found the brother Control Tendency of stinky girls. They didn't mention it afterwards. Nine times they were afraid that I would be confused After Yuan's thought, I turned to younger brother control, and then there was thunder and fire, and I couldn't deal with it at a time My mood, it's really like what my mother said, I've been looking at him and thinking about him. Without his notes, it's like a meal without salt. No matter how good it looks, it's tasteless.

So when I was 11 years old, I was just writing a diary. I never had the impulse to read it again. On the contrary, I was full of fear. Although I was so happy every day, I couldn't find his name in my memory. It was terrible.

If I can't find him in my life, it must be more terrible.Today, I have experienced life and death, so I understand a truth: the reason why people strive to live is to create memories.

So I decided that I would write a diary again, only for me and his diary. I would like to have him in every diary, just like every day in my life. So, the name of this diary is called "little Pervert's brother control diary" -

if it's wrong to love him, I'd like to be a little pervert in the end.

If there's no mistake in loving him, I'd rather be called brother controlled little pervert, because only the loser will call me "'

if it's wrong to love him, I'd rather be the little pervert who made a mistake in the end. I'm moved to read this sentence.

If there is no mistake in loving him, I prefer to be called brother controlled little pervert, because only the loser will call me that. ~ after reading this last sentence, I collapsed

the stinky girl always said that she was a "little pervert", and I foolishly thought that she was self mocking, so it was a rational thought!

Brother control diary? Is this clearly intended to be written as the conqueror's diary or the sister control training observation diary?

There are only these words "written before brother control's diary" in the document. There is no diary content behind. Either she hasn't decided which day to start writing or she hasn't had time to write today.

I just turned off the laptop, Chu Yuan rushed out of the bedroom in her pajamas, saw me sitting in front of her computer, the stinky girl blushed purple, and said: "you use my computer?"

I don't lie about big things, but there are occasional exceptions to small things, such as now, "just about to use, what's the matter?"

"Not for you!" Chu Yuan picked up the book and held it tightly in his arms. He faltered, "I haven't used it up yet. I'll borrow it from you later."

When the stinky girl lent me the notebook again, the diary of the little pervert disappeared unexpectedly from the desktop. I didn't have to work hard to find it. The girl's ability to hide things is so much superior to me. She can easily find the Cheng + Ren action film I hid in the computer, and the shy paintings full of girls' subjective fantasies hidden in her computer in the East, but the things she hid are nothing It is rarely found in the computer or under the bed. For example, I know that she still has a lot of publications which I covet and cough. They are the 18 + banned + publications which I forced her to destroy. They are collected in her room. But I just can't find them. On the contrary, they are caught by Tiger sister who has been sleeping in her room for a while, mistaking me for stealing her underwear It's even harder to find the West. She added a secret. I just can't find it for nothing. What's more, diary belongs to personal privacy. It's criminal to peep into personal privacy. My friend's consciousness is not so low, at least not always so low.

I lie in my bed, listen to the flow of hot spring water under tatami and browse the Internet at the same time. I already have news about tonight's case, but I don't know whether it's Miss San's energy or the ability of Beitian government or the police to cover up. The content of the report is "a serious traffic accident". I didn't mention the kidnapping and shooting.

Sister Hu explained that this was because min Rou organized people to block the road at the first time and indirectly blocked the way of information diffusion after detecting the accident. I half joked and half joked and said that it was also your police's high efficiency, so quickly cleaned up the scene and took away the body. Sister Hu didn't deny it. She gave me a look, turned over and said, ignore you, old man Mother sleep.

Japanese bedroom, sleeping tatami, this girl didn't warn me not to climb into her bed, too careless?

I also want to sleep, but I can turn my head to see Chu Yuan sitting cross legged with a pillow, and do not speak, like a poor kitten abandoned in the box, blinking at me with big eyes of water spirit, I sighed, lifted up the bed, and said: "no bed wetting"

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

However, it has been proved that it is not necessary for a lady not to wet her bed