My Sister is Very Obsessive

I stood on the balcony, looking at the rising sun rising slightly in the east outside the window. The light mist in the early morning was about to disperse. On the street downstairs, the fallen leaves of the shade trees were scattered on the ground. The uncle of sanitation was riding a tricycle from the dormitory Pass by the iron gate...

There was a slight snoring sound in the bedroom, and I looked down at the screen of my mobile phone: 8:10.

On a good day, should I call my sister out to play? But... is he awake now?

After hesitating for a moment, I couldn't help dialing her number, but unfortunately, the person who answered the phone was not her.

"Good morning, Shen Jun!"

"Good morning, sister Mengmeng, my sister she...?"

"Yan Yan is still sleeping!" Qin Mengmeng's voice was small, as if she was afraid of disturbing her sister's sleep, "Wait a minute, I'll go to the balcony to talk to you."

"Um!"

There was no sound on the other end of the phone, but I couldn't help frowning.

Since last Monday, my sister received a notice from the editor to save more manuscripts. She has been writing novels all day and night. Every time she and I went out to eat, she ran back to the dormitory. Later, she simply did not even go out of the dormitory. Let me bring food every day.

I remember it seemed to be from the day before yesterday. I found out that she had a dark circle on her eyes, and her hair was messy, and it seemed to be a lot of sloppy all of a sudden.

"Shen Jun?" On the other end of the phone, Qin Mengmeng's voice came again.

"Well, there!" I came back to my senses and responded quickly.

"Yan Yan has been up at nine o'clock recently, and only goes to bed at two or three o'clock in the evening. She really works hard."

I could hear some envy in Qin Mengmeng's tone. Indeed, for girls from a family like hers, there is nothing to spur them on except interest.

"But I'm really distressed!"

No, I can't let her go on like this anymore, or her body will be overwhelmed sooner or later.

"By the way, sister Mengmeng, when my sister wakes up, you can call and tell me, okay?"

"Yes you can!"

"sorry to bother you!"

"Don't be so polite to me!" Qin Mengmeng's voice rose a little, with a little blame.

I hurriedly smiled and admitted my mistake, chatted with her a few more casually, and then hung up the phone.

I was too lazy to eat breakfast. After returning to the dormitory, I turned on the computer and prepared to watch the photography tutorial while waiting for Sister Mengmeng's call.

The waiting time is always long and boring, and watching the video somehow makes me fascinated, thinking that I have to buy some digestible food for my sister later, and then take her somewhere to play. Son, what do you do in the afternoon...

After thinking about it, the phone next to the computer rang.

I regained my senses and glanced at the screen of my phone. The caller ID was about my sister, so I quickly picked up my phone and connected the call.

"Sister, are you alright?"

"Well, just now... uh... wake up, my eyes are dry, so sleepy now!"

"Then go to sleep for a while!"

"No, I have to write another 20,000 words today!"

"Want to write?"

My voice kept getting higher, and then I realized that all my roommates were sleeping, so I hurried to the balcony and closed the door.

"How many words are you going to write!"

"There are probably more than 70,000 manuscripts and nearly 80,000 manuscripts. I plan to save 100,000 words of manuscripts before Monday." When I mentioned my novel, my sister suddenly came to the spirit.

"Is it necessary to fight like this? What are you doing?"

I really can't figure it out. She doesn't compete for fame and profit. Why does she fight so hard? Isn't it relaxing to develop a hobby?

"I...I don't know either, I just want to do this well!" The elder sister's voice became very small, "Brother, are you angry!"

"No!" I sighed softly, "Just very distressed."

"I'm so happy!" My sister's voice was laughing, and then she chirps into the phone's microphone before saying to me, "I kiss you!"

She is still the little girl who hasn't grown up!

"Sister, let me ask you a question!"

"Ah? What's the problem?"

"Me and the novel, who is more important?"

"Why don't you ask, of course it's you, you know, you are the whole meaning of my novel!"

"Since that's the case, can you not write a novel today and stay with me!"

"No problem!" My sister agreed without hesitation, "I won't write today."

"Well, you sleep for a while, and I'll come to find you later!"

"Haoda, by the way, brother, I'll send you a photo of me, remember to keep watching secretly!"

"Well, take a break!"

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After finishing the call with my sister, I hurriedly returned to the dormitory, turned off the computer, changed clothes and left the dormitory quietly.

Today I have to convince her that while she is working hard, she must also know how to cherish her body and ensure her own health.

I went to the cafeteria first, but found that all the fried dough sticks that were not sold in the cafeteria were basically removed, so I had to buy four servings of preserved egg and lean meat porridge.

Eating something slightly alkaline in the morning is good for the stomach.

On the way, I ate while walking and consumed a portion.

When I got downstairs to my sister's dormitory, I took out my phone and called my sister.

Soon my sister walked out of the dormitory building. She was wearing a white shirt with lotus leaf sleeves, nine-quarter-length jeans showing her fair and round ankle bones, and the knots of the white sneakers were also skewed to one side. It's like it hasn't been tied for days.

"Brother!" Across the distance, she raised her hand and shook me vigorously.

Watching her run over, I quickly put my left hand carrying the porridge to the back, and when she threw herself into my arms, I wrapped my right arm around her and hugged her tightly.

"Cuckoo..."

There was a comfortable sound from her sister's delicate Yao nose.

I put my arm around her waist slightly and asked her in a low voice,

"Have you washed your hair and showered?"

"How did you know that? He didn't sneak into our dormitory to take a peek!"

My sister raised her head, her forehead was against my chin, and the sweet breath from her rosy mouth was on my neck, which made me feel extra comfortable.

However, while feeling comfortable, I also admire her whimsy. People who love fantasy are naive after all.

"Your hair is wet, and your body also exudes a cool mint and milk fragrance."

After speaking, I kept putting my nose on top of her head and took a deep breath.

The cool and mellow breath entered from the nose and followed the respiratory tract, one saturating my entire lung lobe and diaphragm.