Sister Lover

I know that someone refers to her, and the girl suddenly rises slightly. "" Only didn't forget, I just want to see how much forgetfulness, I deliberately say it, right, just want to test you. "

This gimmick is really round. . .

But I didn't intend to make her so simple, I said: "That's good, you are now a come."

"Department ... is a ...", the sister came to see, and then I wanted to observe the red scarf on her neck.

"Do not look down"

"Take it ... peeking ...", the girl wants to be straightforward, but it is insufficient, and when the last two words are slow, it is weak.

"Hey, fast,", I promised.

"But I will always bow my own words ...", gimmick gave yourself a low legitimate reason.

"Give me a good"

"Oh ...", I have grinded it. I know that I can't find a reason circle. When the girl had to pour the body, the arm will take the red scarf in his hand on the back neck, and then tied the fabric two .

After tied it, she quietly looked at me, seeing her just laughing, and suddenly opened the tie, and changed a different system.

"What?", My sister did not know that I met the tone of the inquiry.

The fifth chapter will not go back to the old time (2)

"Don't ask me, don't you remember?", I ridicule.

"Hey ...", the girl didn't have a good breath: "When, of course, remember, not let you tell me ..."

"That's it?"

"Well ...", the gimmicks should be light, but she only sang immediately: "Wait, not this, I may remember, let me think about it ..."

After that, the sister is like carefully, after a while, she reached out to the unin-tied decision, then slowly swallowed the sides of the red scarf by another knot. After this knot, she pulled it up and pulled, the red scarf is covered with her neck, and the black hair girl is under, and the brunette girl is in a seven-eight-point confirmation. Yes, just like this. "

"confirm?"

"Um ...", hesitated, the girl is sure: "confirm"

I have a little sorry, I really let this more.

In fact, thinking about it is also of course, the sister is quite smart, most things are learning, not to talk about the simple way to the red scarf.

So I have to barely don't care about: "Okay, you are thinking."

I heard the words, the gimmick, but soon, I will react, and I suddenly be dissatisfied: "What is Move, I am really correct."

I also ignored her, but I looked at the red scarf who was obviously small in the chest, quite feeling: "It's so big, I feel so fast."

At that time, I always felt very far away from myself. The things of those adults took them in small hands, and I always felt very big.

"Yes, I always feel that I have grown up.", My sister nodded.

Seeing that the girl is deeply aware, I am playing: "This is said, it seems that you grow up."

"Why didn't you grow up, I am not small."

"Obviously small"

I didn't expect that I was like a tail of the girl, I saw her slowly red, and I said: "I said it is not small ...!"

I don't think I have nod: "Yes, it is not small."

Look at this attitude, the girl is obviously more angry, the pink little face is red, then the drums are just a word: "! I, already, pass, no, small, ! "

After saying, my sister is very conscious.

I looked at the little girl who was shocked by my body. I quickly moved the line of sight. I turned my eyes to her soft face, squatting the exquisite facial facade, and the black eyelash, still There is a scorpion that is like a wave of waves, but it is not a slight god.

To put it, this girl is really unsained, from the original cute little girl, growing into this beautiful little girl. . .

After two seconds, I went back to God, and I didn't want to say: "Yes, it is really not small."

Listening to me is not like telling a lint, my sister's gas suddenly disappeared, then she found that her reaction was too big, the little face showed a few words, but it is not good at this time. So use it to force my tone: "This is almost ..."

See this topic, I quietly loose tone, I am afraid that this girl will continue to compete with me.

At this time, I put the attention in the box in front of us, and I solved the red scarf on my neck.

"Brother, what do you solve?", I saw that I immediately solved her red scarf, and the girl's tone was dissatisfied.

I said: "It's hard to see, and it is uncomfortable."

"Hey", the girl is not able to snoring, but her eyes will soon put it in the box.

I took out the old iron pencil box to see it, and then opened it, unexpected, there are two pencils.

"This is mine", my sister saw it, and I suddenly reached out to hold the pencil in the hand, and I watched it carefully: "It turned out that I was in this, I said how I can't find it."

"This is yourself", I mean, you can't find any blame.

I heard the words, and the gimmick said: "Just forget it ..."

I ignore her, but put down the pencil box and continue to find it in the box.

There are a lot of small objects in the box, all of my childhood, and my sister is quite precious. I am looking at them in my hand, just like picking up the memory of the left. For a time, all kinds of memories were involved in these small objects, and I was interpolased in my mind.

This memory, as if it tastes different seasonings, at this time, mixed in the heart, dissolve in the dusty old things, fermented a likelihood of regret, with a sadmother, if there is no sadness.

After all, I will never go back.

People always think about treasures for something that they have never have. Once lost, it is inevitable.

At this time, my sister took out the old books in the box. She is light and careful, it seems to have a dust in the years, so that it returns to us.

The text, illustration, familiar and strange, two kinds of different feelings, mixed, born, born complex mental, let the whole body tremble.

For a time, I didn't talk to my sister, just slowly looked at the things in the box. It seems that I want to go back to the childhood that I can't go back.

"Hey, brother, what is this?", Did not turn over, the girl found a black leather notebook in the book clip.

I swept my eyes, just felt something familiar, so I didn't want to say: "How do I know ..."

So the girl is curious to open the notebook, after reading the contents of the reading, suddenly "" smiled.

I am a little strange, I look at it later, I look at the notebook in her hand. As a result, I didn't expect it to read more and more, and a memory of a memory appeared in my mind. . .

Then, my face sinks, my sister who is looking at the notebook: "Give me"