Sister Lover

"Now, how?", I asked.

"It's like ... don't hurt very much ..."

Listening to my sister, I am relieved, slightly some of the unscrupulous handle took away from her head, asked: "What are you looking for?"

Like my words, I remembered what I came suddenly, and the voice suddenly took a few points: "For my brother, I found it!"

"what?"

"That's this," said that the girl put two hands into the cabinet, and it took advantage of it from the inside to drag out an old box.

Looking at this old box, I have a little familiar, but I can't afford to put it in it, ask: "What is it in this?"

"", my sister turned his head and looked at me, and the dissatisfaction of a face: "If you are so forget, you will become a big fool sooner or later!"

"What is the death of the dead," I didn't have a good way.

"Hey!", The girl stood up, smashed the knee, turned and turned to the living room, and I also lost the next sentence: "If you want to know what it is, you will move it out."

The tone of , ::::::::.:::.::::.

So I have to sigh, and I will take my fingers to deduct the box on both sides, and I will move it. Have to say, really sink.

When moving the box to the living room, the sister has been looking forward to the head fork, waiting for me.

"Let's put it here", she refers to the floor between the tea several and TV, as if it is the boss at the command and handle.

I told her impulse and put the box on the floor.

Just put down, the girl will make it closer, she squats in front of the box, then the buckle of the box, then slowly open it. Along with a desperate, an old breath suddenly overflows from the box.

I am curious to put my eyes into the box, and I suddenly know what it is.

It turned out that this is put it, it is something I have used when I am a child.

In addition to some textbook notes, there are pencil boxes, windmills, rubber bands, balls, various origami. . .

Seeing this, I feel in my heart, the gates of memory are opened, and all kinds of memories come.

It seems that everything is everything, I remember the picture when using it.

So I quickly recall, after the moving family graduated in my sister elementary school, I have been put into this box with my sister.

Look at the various small objects in the box, I am going to God.

It turned out that he was a child, I have used these things. . .

I didn't expect to see you again.

At this time, the girl was looking for a while in the box, took out two spinning red cloth. She will take it in her hand, then I will give me a look: "Brother, which is yours?"

This is two models of red scarf. Looking at this, I went to the childhood, I have faded bright red, I identified it, pick up one: "This is my ..."

"Hey?", The girls obviously don't understand how I identified it.

I touched her of the corner of the red scarf: "You see, there is a trace of a ballpoint strokes."

Probably a few times, this trace is very light, you need to look at it carefully. Just like a long-term memories that are turned off, if you don't think about it, it is difficult to remember the scales and half claws.

"Yes", the gimmick came close to see, and I also saw the light blue pen traces, so she asked: "What is this trace coming?"

I can't help carefully, after a while, I shook my head: "I can't remember"

The words are only, and there is a flashy in my mind. So I said: "It should be my same table."

"Deskmate?"

I nod: "Well, it should be a girl, although I can't remember what is much like, but it seems that she likes white clothes."

Speaking of this, my memory is clear, not loudly: "Right, that time, I painted a pig head in her class, so she was angry in this red scarf."

I remember that she was very heavy at that time, the red textile fabric was evenly drawn by the pen, and he was able to follow the top, and the blue pen larch was naturally very clear and very clear.

Clearly, I still remember it.

Seeing that I am awkward in memory, my sister is helping: "Hey, it is a girl painting, and there is no wonder that I still remember so clear."

The stinky head said, I didn't like to listen, and I didn't have a good response: "Yes you ask me first."

The little girl is not in the mouth, and the topic is transferred: "I said, do you remember how the red scarf is?"

I think a little: "Of course, remember"

"Then teach me", my sister is straightforward to say that she forgets the red scarf.

"It's optimistic," said, I took the corner of the red scarf, and I wandered it from the neck of the girl, and then walked through her long hair, I played a bordering in her chest, slightly pulled, The circle of the red scarf is tightened, and it will be on the snow's tender neck.

When I gave her red scarf, my sister went out of the silk clothing of the red silk cloth, and then put the red noddin of the chest and said: "It turned out to be this."

The girl is wearing a small blue crash vest, two white tenderly called arm and thin round back shoulders have exquisite, such as fine jade clavicle exposes. At this point, in the case of the red scarf on her neck, it also showed a different kind of cute.

See what you want, I think of what I think of, asked: "What do you think of do you want to find these things?"

Listening to me, my sister, and then I'm not full of face: "Smelly brother, have you forgotten what day?"

I suspect: "What?"

Seeing that I really don't know, the word girl drums said: "Today, God, Yes, Six, Month, First, No."

June 1. . .

Soon, I remember, it turned out, today is Children's Day. . .

Since the age, it seems to be separated from the world. There have been things that have happened in the small world, and they have nothing to do with the world they are. So I didn't notice, today is Children's Day. . .

I remember that when I was in that small world, the little one, but I expected this day.

Then I won't know it unconsciously. . .

"It turns out that today is Children's Day ...", I praise.

"Hey!", I remembered it, my sister said very dissatisfied, just like I forgot her birthday.

It is said: "This is not our business. After all, I have been a long time.", Meaning that it is not surprising.

I didn't think that my sister didn't think so. I heard it, she suddenly didn't have a good way: "The stinky brother, forget to force, find so much excuse!"

If this girl just hit, I really want to knock her head. So I had to refurbish the mouth: "Some people have forgotten the red scarf, but it is ok to say me."