MTL - My Sister is Very Obsessive-Chapter 53 : Life is like a play, it all depends on acting

Until the end of the movie, my sister's bucket of popcorn was still not finished. She hugged her in her arms, followed me step by step, and looked at me aggrievedly with a small mouth.

"I really can't eat it!"

"Big eyes and small belly."

I turned around and looked at her cutely aggrieved appearance. I wanted to laugh a little, but after all, my face was sullen and expressionless.

My sister gently touched her flat belly,

"It's flat and small. It's very comfortable to touch. Does my brother want to touch it?"

I was melted by her cute appearance again, so I couldn't hold back a smirk anymore, walked to her side and flicked her forehead, then gently wiped the crumbs of popcorn from the corner of her mouth.

"Is my brother going to pry my mouth open with his tongue?"

She looked at me, her big eyes full of anticipation, and there was a faint excitement in her anticipation.

I squeezed her soft cheeks with both hands, tugged gently, left a "no" with a smile, and turned to leave.

My sister giggled and chased after her with her popcorn bucket in her hand, grabbed my arm, and yelled half coquettishly and half earnestly,

"Can't eat, can't eat..."

I reached out and took the popcorn bucket in her hand, looked at her triumphant appearance, and snorted softly,

"I'm just holding it for you temporarily. This is your dinner today."

"Stingy!" My sister curled her lips, then opened her big watery eyes and looked at me, "You are willing to eat this for dinner!"

I thought about it, and I was really reluctant. Popcorn can only be a snack, and her body is very delicate.

However, in order to prevent her from buying things indiscriminately in the future, I still nodded with a serious expression,

"Worthy!"

"Duplicity!" My sister pouted her pink lips, "Who doesn't know that you love me the most!"

I coughed a little speechlessly, "It's alright, don't make trouble!" I took out my phone and checked the time, "It's half past five, what do you want to play next?"

My sister looked at me looking at the time with my mobile phone, puffed out her mouth, turned her head, and became fascinated, not knowing what she was thinking.

I gently scratched the thick strands of hair on the top of her head,

"What do you think?"

My sister came back to her senses and gave me a happy smile,

"No, I'm just wondering why my brother is so handsome!"

I didn't bother about what she was thinking, and asked again,

"What else do you want to play, I'll accompany you."

"I think…"

Sister's pale jade pointed at her pink lips, and turned her head to look around, as if she was looking for something fun.

Just when she was thinking about what she wanted me to play with her, the phone in her pocket rang, and the ringtone was replaced by the guitar solo of City in the Sky, and I played it during the summer vacation of my sophomore year, because there were two in the beginning. The sound was wrong.

"This ringtone... or you should use the original one."

I feel a little humiliated. I don't even know where she got her improvisational failure when she was a teenager.

"I don't!" He pouted, gave me a sly smile, and then answered the phone,

"Hey, Qianqian, what's the matter?... What's the matter at the entertainment center where Jiang Ying often goes?... I went to your house for dinner again, so I'm so sorry.... Didn't I just escape from military training for an afternoon, and even took you away? Grandpa is alarmed....Okay, we'll be back now...No, no, don't wait at Ximen, we might be back later, just call you... Oh, don't ask why, you'll know when the time comes Well... um, um, okay, got it, hang up."

I've been standing by my sister's side, but I'm too embarrassed to eavesdrop on her and her best friend's call.

However, from my sister's words, it is not difficult to analyze that it is estimated that my military training this morning and my escape from military training in the afternoon made Mr. Sun angry.

"What's wrong?" I asked in a nonchalant tone.

"Master Sun wants to talk to you."

"Then... go back now?" I pointed to the direction of the school with some uncertainty.

"Well, let's go back to school first!" My sister nodded with a serious expression, then took my hand and walked towards the elevator, saying as she walked, "We have to go to the school hospital first."

"Go to the doctor to issue a certificate, right!" As soon as she said she was going to the school hospital, I roughly guessed it.

Liu Weiyi also told me this before, and it seems that he also spent money to buy a certificate of "no military training".

Sister nodded,

"Otherwise, if you go to Qianqian's house like this, it is estimated that you will be criticized by Grandpa Sun."

At this moment, my sister seems to have added a buff, her intelligence has improved wildly, and her spell damage is even more unmatched.

"I reckon that if there is a certificate from the school hospital, plus the fact that you stood in a military posture all morning, he won't be too embarrassed for you, and at most he will say a few words to you."

I bowed my hand to my sister with great admiration, but the problem is,

"I have nothing at all, will the doctor give me a certificate!"

My sister snapped the elevator's down button, then turned her head, rolled her eyes, and looked at me with contempt until I scratched my head in embarrassment, and she pouted,

"Life is like a play, it all depends on acting."

"I guess I'll do it!" I looked at her with a smile, "I've never lied to anyone, so I'm a little nervous!"

My sister looked at me speechlessly, the contempt in her eyes was undisguised.

"When the time comes, look at my eyes, I will play the leading role, you just need to cooperate with me."

I thought about it and nodded in agreement.

The elevator door opened, and there were two young people inside, with haggard faces and heavy dark circles under their eyes, especially their clothes and hair, which looked very messy, and exuded a sour smell.

After my sister walked in with her arm around me, she leaned against the corner of the elevator, pulled me in front of her, buried her face on my chest, and breathed through my shirt without a third button. The damp heat spreads on my chest.

I hugged her gently, almost completely rubbing her into my body.

The two sloppy youths who were in the elevator with us, after giving us a jealous glance, continued to chat about the game loudly and without anyone else.

I guess they should have been on the Internet bar upstairs for more than N nights. Looking at their appearance, I was a little afraid that they would suddenly die in the elevator.

When I got to the ground floor, as soon as the elevator door opened, my sister dragged me and hurried out. After running a long way in one breath, she stopped and squeezed into my arms and took a few deep breaths before showing her satisfaction. smile,

"Haha, my brother still smells the best."

I rubbed her head and showed my love for her with a smile.

"Brother!" My elder sister held my hand, "Tell me, why do so many people like to play games, I just can't figure it out, games can be played when they are boring."

My sister looked up at me, and all the question marks were beating on the top of her little brain.

I gently put my empty hand on top of her head, twisted, "walk and watch the road."

After that, I continued to answer her question.

"I once saw a report piece on 'Why Teens Are Addicted to Gaming,'"

I frowned slightly, recalled the content of the article carefully, and then refined it,

"Probably means that their desire for control in real life has not been satisfied enough, so they will indulge in the game world to satisfy their desire for control. Of course, this is not absolute, because I see That report is not a professional report, but just out of curiosity, I found it on Baidu literature."

The sister nodded indifferently.

"I'm just bored and asked casually," she looked at me and giggled. "For me, those things are not important."

I also smiled and nodded, put the leftover popcorn bucket on the trash can, then led her to the side of the road, and directly reached out and hailed a taxi.

After getting on the bus, my sister told the driver directly to drive to the student supermarket of Canghai University of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

The taxi driver is obviously quite familiar with this area. He should often do student business around the university town. After he got his destination, he didn't even ask how to get there. Crazy overtaking.

The driving style of this driver is completely two extremes from the driver we bought the car yesterday.

After a while, the taxi entered the school from the west gate. Looking at the sign on the side of the road with a speed limit of 5 kilometers, the taxi driver lowered the gear.

"Just don't like driving at school, trouble."

"If there is fast, there must be slow." I smiled slightly and answered the driver's words casually.

"Hey, young man, do you study philosophy?" The driver turned his head and grinned at me, "A few days ago, at the 19th National Congress of the Communist Party of China, I always heard people mentioning Marxism. It's still in the closet at home, with the bookmark on the title page."

After speaking, the generous and talkative driver laughed at himself.

"I don't understand it at all, this money is a waste."