My Sister is Very Obsessive

A young man with a dark red ion hot head was standing at the door with a cigarette in his mouth, and he was puffing clouds. As soon as he saw my sister and I came out, he asked with embarrassment and curiosity,

"It's over?"

My sister was so embarrassed that she hid behind me, her head buried deep in my back, and her little hands tightly tugged at the clothes around my waist.

Even though I usually don't care about the outside world, I can't help but feel a little hot.

"I said it was all a misunderstanding, do you believe it?"

"Trust!" The young man nodded without hesitation and replied with a serious look.

Just at the speed of answering this without going through a brain circuit, I knew that this misunderstanding was afraid that it would follow me for a long time.

"I'm leaving!"

"Opening a room again?" The young man was surprised at first, then looked at me with admiration, "Young man is very capable, but his body is important, I think I was too loose back then, but now my body is not as good as a year. one Year…"

Seeing that he seemed to have a tendency to chatter, I hurriedly interrupted him,

"No, you think too much."

After I finished speaking, I took my sister's little hand and left without looking back.

"Hey, brother, it's mine to open the house, so have fun."

I waved my hand back, to the effect of telling him: it's not what you think.

It is estimated that he will understand the mistake, but it is difficult for me to correct it. The rumors stop at the wise, the clear is clear, and the turbid is from the turbid... It seems that, just for these two misunderstandings, I am not qualified to say this.

When I left the door of the dormitory building, my sister pulled me, her little face was hot on my arm,

"Where are we going?"

"I'll take you back to the dormitory first!" I thought for a while, "It's too hot this afternoon, you go back to rest, take a shower, and I'll come over and ask you to have dinner later."

My sister tilted her head and thought for a while, and reluctantly agreed with my suggestion.

"OK then!"

I am in the sixth building in the south, and my sister is in the fourth building in the east. It can be said that our dormitory spans almost the entire school.

Along the way, my sister and I both picked shaded places to walk.

Although the weather seemed a little hot, there were still a lot of students coming and going on campus, especially when passing an open-air basketball court, there were at least twenty or thirty boys playing basketball shirtless, but there were no cheerleading teams around.

From a distance, my sister, who was holding my arm tightly, seemed very dissatisfied,

"There are so many people in the court. In broad daylight, the clothes are not neat. The quality of these college students is really low."

After speaking, she also reached out and fanned in front of her nose,

"Every time I don't want to come to this place, I always feel that the surrounding is full of sweat."

Indeed, I don't really agree with playing shirtless on college campuses. It's cool to sweat on the court yourself, but do you consider other people's feelings?

Delicate girls' bodies are always attracted to boys with strong puberty hormone secretion, but... the so-called manly sweat odor, and men's sturdy bodies with sweat, may not be equally attractive to girls. .

At least, my sister seems to hate those so-called school basketball players who are exaggerated and complacent.

She buried her head in my arms and took a deep breath,

"My brother smells much better."

This makes me cry,

"But I'm also soaked with sweat!"

"Brother's sweat smells fragrant."

After saying that, my sister raised her head, looked at me and giggled.

I stretched out my finger, flicked her forehead, smiled and said nothing.

...Or, I'm a little biased, at least for the person I care about, no matter what he does or what shortcomings he has, in the eyes of the person he likes, it is no longer important...

I asked myself a lot about my shortcomings, but my sister never complained about me, and although I always laughed at her naivety, I never thought of going into detail about her shortcomings.

Just as my sister and I were walking across the basketball court, an unexpectedly out of control basketball flew towards us. This is normal. I turned to block my sister behind me, and blocked the ball with my backhand easily and naturally. patted on the ground.

A boy in a red jersey with sweaty hair ran up. I thought he was here to ask for the ball, so I threw the basketball back.

However, after the boy received the ball, he did not turn back, but ran to our front.

"Hey, Shen Yan, I didn't expect you to come so early!"

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and greeted with a sunny smile.

My sister smiled awkwardly and looked at me blankly. I didn't answer for her, but quietly pulled out her hand that was in my arms, and then put my arms around her shoulders very naturally. .

"Yes, haha!"

The sister's laughter seemed extremely reluctant.

As for my movements, the boy looked in his eyes, and the expression on his face was sluggish for a millisecond or two, and then returned to normal.

"Who is this?"

He looked at me and asked with a smile.

"Boy friend!"

I also showed a smile, and cut off the conversation without waiting for my sister to answer.

My sister looked at me in surprise, but then the surprise was replaced by an unconcealed surprise. She was very happy and nodded to the boy seriously.

"I, I, I thought..." The boy showed a very reluctant smile, scratching his head and not knowing how to answer.

But thanks to his teammates, he sent him a divine assist at this time.

"Hey, Zhou Zixuan, hurry up, why is it so slow to pick up a ball!"

Hearing my teammates calling me, the boy waved at me and my sister,

"That..." He pointed behind him, "I have a chance to talk again, bye!"

After saying that, he turned around and ran back.

After seeing the person leave, I put my arm around my sister's shoulder and said in a nonchalant tone,

"The one named Zhou Zixuan seems to like you a little bit."

"Why, you're jealous!" My sister grinned, raised my arm and snuggled up.

"No!" I replied solemnly with a serious expression.

"Haha!" My sister put one arm around my waist and slapped my stomach with the other, "You said I was arrogant, this time you are too arrogant!"

I pouted and stopped talking.

"He seems to be a classmate in our class too!" My sister said while walking, leaning on my body, "I don't remember much, it seems that there is such a person."

"Can't you even remember your classmates?"

I'm a little speechless, what is it? It seems to be from our class.

"It's my fault," my sister looked at me innocently, "I'm not a class cadre, I remember what so many people do, and even Qian Qian, who is a student committee member, may not be able to recognize everything."

"People's brain capacity is all used to hold books and knowledge, and it's normal to not recognize them fully!"

"My brain capacity is all used to pretend you, so it's more normal to not recognize it all!"

"Haha!" My sister's answer made me laugh out loud.

Unconsciously, my sister and I entered the dormitory building in the East District. This is the girls' dormitory area, so there are more girls in the past.

Fashionable and beautiful, graceful, tall and slender, quiet and delicate, carefree and lovely, girls with all kinds of temperaments can be found here.

I sent my sister to the iron fence on the fourth floor of the building, and was stopped by a forty-year-old housekeeper.

My sister let go of me and reluctantly shook my hand,

"Remember to pick me up later."

I nodded,

"Come in, the sun is shining."

So, I stood at the door, watching my sister walk away, turning back three steps, I stood outside the gate with a smile on my face, and I didn't turn around until she walked into the dormitory building.

The school is quite big, and I haven’t been to many places. I want to go shopping alone, but I feel it’s too hot, so forget it.

Back to the dorm? Forget it, there is no air conditioner in the dormitory, the young man who has a deep misunderstanding of himself is still inside, and it will definitely be embarrassing to go back.

Then go to the library. I heard that to judge the quality of a university, in addition to fame, papers, professors and national laboratories, there is also the library.

A university with a large collection of books will not be a bad university after all.

I heard that the library of Canghai University of Traditional Chinese Medicine is very large and has a large collection of books, especially those ancient books on traditional Chinese medicine. Several of the originals are kept here.