She's tricking me again today

On New Year's Eve, other people's houses were all tidied up, ready to eat dumplings to watch the New Year, but Fang Xiang was sadly urged by her mother to clean up the room she hadn't lived in for a year with a feather duster.

"Mom! Why did you stuff all these messy things into my room? This is my bedroom, not a utility room!"

It was just cleaned up last year, but this year is a mess again, every year is like this, Fang wants to cry and has no place to cry.

Sugar and garlic jars, vermicelli boxes, ironing tables...

These things were originally at home, but I don't understand why they can't be returned to their original places after being used once, so they must be stuffed into her house!

Fang Xiang’s mother is leaning against the door frame to mix dumpling stuffing, with thin eyebrows and pointed chin. Although she is in her 50s, she looks pretty, but she always gives off a mean feeling. Most of Fang Xiang’s looks follow her mother’s. His father's generous face saved him a little bit.

However, her mother's meanness is quite worthy of the name, she can still tremble three points without reason, and she is talking about her mother.

"You can't live in that house for a few days all year round. If you don't put something in it, it will be a waste! Do you know how expensive a house is now? It's almost tens of thousands of square meters! Look at your room, ten square meters, 10 It’s too bad to be empty! I don’t think it’s enough! Tomorrow, I will put all the quilts that I don’t use in my house on your bed, and your father’s writing desk. I’ll buy another one later. There is a place for the mahjong table.”

After talking for a long time, I still don't want to play mahjong.

"Move the writing desk here, where can my dad practice brush calligraphy?"

The chests and cabinets in this room are already stuffed a lot, and a writing desk can only be placed vertically.

"Just practice in this room! You don't even need a chair, you can sit on the bed and write, or stand up. The light in this room is so good!"

Fang Xiang looked at the ceiling speechlessly, "Can my dad agree?"

"If he dares to disagree, I will strike him tonight! If you want to eat dumplings, go to the supermarket to buy them yourself! See if the ones I made are delicious!"

Fang Xiang really wanted to say something to her mother, "Mom, your bag is really not as good as the supermarket!"

Think about it or forget it, what if you have nothing to do?

"Hey, that's right! Yanzi wants to take the postgraduate entrance examination at the University of Political Science and Law next year. Does Linlin have any internal information on professional questions? And the professor's thesis? Let Yanzi ask."

Yanzi is a child of Fang Xiang's aunt's family. She has been stuck behind Fang Xiang's butt since she was a child, and she is quite familiar with Liu Yulin.

Fang Xiang wiped the sweat off his forehead, then turned to look at her mother, "Why didn't you say it earlier? Those things should still be in the imperial capital."

Her mother glared, "How would I know? Aren't your books, materials, and so on at home? Anyway, I don't care. When I go to your grandma's house on the second day of junior high school, you have to take it to Yanzi."

Of course Fang wanted to go to the local university, so of course he brought all the books home, but Liu Yulin went to the university in the imperial capital, can that be the same?

Looking at her unreasonable mother, Fang Xiang said helplessly: "Okay, call and ask after I finish cleaning."

After lunch, I just wanted to pack up. I made a phone call to ask, and I really had internal materials, mainly the interview materials at home.

She was not even allowed to take a nap, so her mother drove her out of the house to get materials.

Facing the rising north wind, Fang Xiang rode a little sheep and drove tremblingly all the way, once again believing what her mother said when she was a child—she was not born, she was given as a phone bill.

From coming back yesterday to now, she really hasn't stopped for a second, and she still slept in a pile of debris last night.

Thinking about Liu Yulin's mother, and then looking at his own mother, Fang Xiang was choked with tears.

Liu Yulin's parents were taking a nap, and Liu Yulin let her in lightly. As soon as she closed the bedroom door, Liu Yulin couldn't wait to wrap her arms around her waist and push her against the door.

"Did you miss me?"

Fang Xiang flicked her forehead speechlessly, "Are you stupid? Didn't you just separate yesterday afternoon?"

Before she could retract her finger, Liu Yulin bit her fingertip, complaining indistinctly.

"Is it enough to tie or call the cool nest?"

"what?"

Liu Yulin let go of her fingertips angrily, and pouted childishly.

"Does that mean you don't want me?"

To be honest, Fang Xiang, who has been so busy since we separated yesterday, really has no time to think about her, but she absolutely dare not say this.

Liu Yulin, who is in love, can talk about everything else, but it's about love and love. It's really a little thing that's as small as a sesame seed can make her angry for a long time.

Although no matter how angry she was, as long as she kissed her, she would immediately behave, but Fang Xiang still didn't want her to be angry.

She took advantage of the opportunity to kiss Liu Yulin on the lips, and put her arms around her shoulders, like coaxing a child.

"After thinking about it, I haven't seen you all day, why don't you want to?"

"Really?"

"Of course it's true. There's nothing to lie about."

Fang Xiang suddenly understood the mentality of those men who are full of lies. They are all afraid of getting angry with girls!

"That's about the same." Liu Yulin finally curled her lips in satisfaction.

Fang Xiang was thinking that Liu's father and Liu mother were at home, so he didn't dare to coax her, and kissed her face casually, and quickly moved his gaze behind her.

"You haven't found it yet?"

Liu Yulin's house was always clean and tidy, but now it was a mess, with books everywhere, even junior high school textbooks!

Liu Yulin stuck out her tongue, "It's not my fault. I packed it well, but my mother moved it out to dry it for me in the summer, and then put it in a mess for me. It was taken out of the cabinet." , there's a whole bunch of them under the bed."

Fang wanted to laugh, "Having a hardworking mother is also a burden! However, so many books are useless, why don't you choose and sell them?"

Liu Yulin squatted on the ground and continued to rummage, "My mother won't let me sell it, she said it might be used when."

Fang Xiang glanced at the elementary school's health brochure, speechless, can this be useful?

She also squatted down and searched with Liu Yulin.

The whole cabinet was moved out, and only an internal oral English book was found, which may be useful for the retest.

"There is also a collection of our tutor's papers. I collected and bound it myself. It is useful during interviews. It is probably under the bed."

The two struggled to lift the bed board.

Looking at the books piled into pieces on the bed, Fang Xiang suddenly understood why Liu Yulin could be admitted to the University of Political Science and Law, while she herself could only go to a local place.

Look at this full exercise book, it's almost overtaking the bookstore.

The two of them began to toss the books with great effort, this is exactly what Yanzi needed, another person would not be bothered to toss about like this.

While moving, the door opened, Liu Yulin's mother didn't even look at it, she opened her mouth and said something first.

"Linlin, hurry up, take this drawer of dumplings to your grandma, after a while it's time to tidy up and go to your grandma's house."

After finishing speaking, Fang thought clearly.

"Yo, Fang Xiang is here, what are you doing? Why is it all over the room?"

Liu Yulin was carrying a stack of books out, and raised her head and muttered to her mother: "It's not because you messed up my books, I can't even find the information now."

Her mother laughed angrily, "You child, I'm really used to you! You didn't thank your mother for helping me post so many books, and you complained! Come on, take your time, I'll see you off by myself. "

Fang Xiang quickly stood up, "Don't, auntie, let Linlin go, she has quick legs, and it's still across the street."

Liu Yulin's house is an old-fashioned one-story house with a yard. Her grandma's house is also nearby. They are all one-story houses.

Liu Yulin put down the book and clapped her hands.

"Don't you still have to go to the supermarket to buy things for grandma? Let me go."

Turning around, she raised her chin slightly at Fang Xiang, "I'm going, you look for it first."

"Okay, remember to wear gloves, it's windy outside."

Liu Yulin took the drawer and left, Fang wanted to continue to search hard.

No, no, still no.

After flipping through two more stacks, Fang Xiang was so tired that he sat casually on a stack of books and took them out of the bed one by one.

This is not, and this is not.

It was not a book, Fang wanted to throw it on the ground.

Snapped!

When the book fell to the ground, a photo flickered out.

Fang Xiang didn't bother to get up, and picked up the photo with his body crooked.

The photo was turned upside down on the ground, and there was an irregular hole on the back of the yellowed photo, as if it had been stabbed.

Fang Xiang turned over and glanced casually, and with just this one glance, the phoenix eyes instantly widened!

In the photo, Liu Yulin is standing on the side of the road with a canteen behind her. She is wearing a high school uniform, a white shirt, a plaid skirt, her long hair tied into a ponytail, a slight smile on her lips, and a strawberry ice cream in her hand.

Next to her, a girl in the same white shirt and plaid skirt was holding hands with her, also holding an ice cream.

Fang Xiang's eyes fell on the girl's face, the face was beyond recognition, only a dark hole!

Fang Xiang's gaze moved down and landed on the hands of the two holding each other. Both of them were wearing hand-woven red ropes that were quite popular at the time.

This red string looks familiar, Fang Xiang has an identical one, and it is still stored in her storage box.

She remembered clearly that hers was made up by Liu Yulin, and Liu Yulin's was made up by her.

She still remembered that this photo was taken in the first semester of high school, and the person who took the photo was Liu Yulin's back table. This photo was washed twice, one for her and one for Liu Yulin.

So, the girl whose head was pierced in the photo is herself? !

Fang Xiang suddenly felt an inexplicable chill in his heart.

Was this hole made by Liu Yulin?

Why is she doing this?

Fang Xiang's eyes wandered for a while, and he quickly picked up the book where the photo fell out just now and flipped through it.

It was a Chinese textbook for the second year of high school, and it was still wrapped in a book cover. Liu Yulin cherished things. Apart from a little yellowing, the textbook didn't even have a corner.

I flipped through the book, but I couldn't find any other photos, but Fang Xiang's heart sank deeper and deeper, to the bottom of the valley.

Her eyes stayed on Pu Songling's "Promoting Weaving".

With just a glance, I saw the following two sentences.

"Looking at it, it looks like a dog in shape, with plum blossom wings, a head, and long legs. It seems to be good."

"Look and play together, glance at a chicken, go in and peck."

In just one text, Liu Yulin used a blue ballpoint pen to smudge out two places!

Although so many years have passed, she has long forgotten most of the content of the text, but when she reads it casually, subconsciously she can still make out the words that were crossed out!

Fang Xiang's breathing was stagnant for a moment, and he quickly flipped through the textbook casually.

This is Mr. Lu Xun's "Medicine", and there are more blacked out places!

"Old Chuan fumbled out the foreign money in a hurry, handed it to him tremblingly, but didn't dare to pick up his things."

"You, bring it while it's hot, and eat it while it's hot."

"I'm smiling, I don't look like..."

"You: Is this human speech?"

"Secretly in my heart..."

"It seems that a heavy burden has been unloaded, and it's time to leave..."

In a short text, six places were painted black, and one was used more forcefully than the other, and the painted place was obviously sunken!

Fang Xiang didn't want to believe it, and he didn't dare to believe it, so he quickly took out his phone and Baidu checked the original text.

Looking at the words in the original text that were exactly the same as those in her memory, Fang Xiang suddenly felt a little top-heavy.

"Fang Shou, Long Shan..."

"Fang Gongzhan playing..."

"I tremblingly want to give it to him..."

"you think……"

"I think……"

"You think: Is this a human language?"

"Secretly thinking..."

"I thought about leaving..."

how could this be?

Why it came out like this?

Liu Yulin, tell me, why is this happening? !