My Sister is Very Obsessive

Fried chicken fillet, deep-fried tenderloin; crockpot potato, stinky tofu; mutton skewers, chicken rolls; milk oatmeal, **** cake; fried yogurt, fried cold noodles; candied haws, ice cream...

My sister and I ate from the street to the end of the street and almost ate the entire night market.

At this moment, my sister was holding a bunch of candied haws in her hand, she happily burped me, and gently touched her stomach with her empty hand.

"So full!"

I raised my hand and gently placed it on top of my sister's head. Her hair was thick, soft and fluffy to the touch, very comfortable.

"Where are we going now?" My sister looked at me expectantly.

"I'm still playing. It's time to go back to school. I don't want to sleep on the street when the access control is over."

"We can go to the hotel," said, my sister lowered her head a little embarrassedly, and hooked her fingers, "Opening a room or something, you shouldn't sleep on the street."

I patted her gently on the back of the head and laughed,

"Did you bring your ID card?"

"No!" My sister looked up at me, her face flushed, "Who is okay to bring an ID card in class?"

"That's right, I don't have an ID card either!" I spread my hands, "No hotel will open a room for us."

"Didn't you go out for a part-time job this afternoon? Why didn't you bring your ID card?" My sister took my arm and muttered dissatisfied.

"It's all Xiaoman's arrangement, and she didn't ask me to bring it."

I’m a bit dumbfounded. Now many part-time jobs don’t require ID cards. Anyway, they’re all temporary. After a few hours, they’ll pay the bill and leave. There’s no need to sign a contract between the employer and the employee. An oral agreement is entered into by accepting the offer.

"So disappointed!" My sister grabbed my arm and kept twisting and twisting.

I raised my hand to straighten my sister's twisted body,

"Let's go, hurry back, have you updated your novel today, be careful not to take it all the time."

"The appointment hasn't been signed yet, how can there be full attendance?" My sister raised her hand and rubbed her nose. "It's not like that."

I slapped my finger on her forehead, "You, the author, are really irresponsible, aren't you afraid that the readers will be dissatisfied?"

"Readers are dissatisfied? It's simple, just take a photo and it's settled. Are high-quality beautiful girl writers like me willing to send blades?" My sister raised her head proudly at me.

"Hey—" I despised her a little, "Are you ashamed, you say you are a beautiful girl, I have no objection, but the writer said that you are more than a thousand miles away from being a writer. Bar."

"You—really looking for a fight!" My sister suddenly threw her arm on my stomach and looked at me with a displeased expression, "Hmph, how dare you underestimate your sister and me."

I covered my stomach and coughed lightly, but I couldn't help but be rude and wanted to tease her.

"It's not that I underestimate you, do you think that you are a writer if you write a book casually?"

"Then how can one be called a writer?"

"I don't know either," I shook my head, "you can Baidu."

"The phone is in the bag, I don't want Baidu, it's troublesome," my sister shook her head, "Forget it, no matter what kind of writer he is, I just want to imagine the little beauty that belongs to the two of us in the future. "

I gave my sister a thumbs up, smiled and imitated the system's voice, joking,

"Ding, congratulations to Shen Yan for winning the title of Buddhist girl, please make persistent efforts."

"Fu, you big bastard!" My sister raised her foot and kicked me lightly, then looked at me and laughed silly.

I smiled and reached out and patted my trouser legs, then I wrapped my arms around my sister's tender shoulders, looking in the direction of the school, with a faint smile on my face,

"Let's go, let's go back. Since my sister has decided to write a novel, she still has to be responsible to the readers. You don't need to update how many 10,000 words every day, but you have to have a little bit every day, right?"

"Got it, you talk too much, I hate it."

My sister, who was holding my waist, bumped her forehead against my chest in dissatisfaction.

Since she doesn't like to hear it, I won't say it.

In fact, I have to ask her to write about how famous it is. I just think that she has finally developed a hobby, so she should be encouraged to keep it up. It is best to learn to persevere and learn to take responsibility in this hobby.

It was probably past eleven thirty by now, and the whole campus seemed empty.

The night wind was blowing on my body, and I could already feel a little coolness. Moths were netting the street lights, and the little wild cats that often haunted the school often jumped out of the grass.

They would squat next to the flower bed, watch my sister and I with vigilance, and then turn around and dive into the flower bed when we cast our eyes on it.

Cats are very neurotic animals. They are sometimes too clingy. When you sleep on the bed, they will burrow into the bed and be intimate with you. But sometimes, they are very cold and need their own independent space.

My sister doesn't have a hobby of sucking and stroking cats, but she just thinks that the kitten is cute, so she can't help petting it, but if she wants to keep one by herself, she will dislike the trouble again.

The cat party and the dog party are the two strongest factions in the pet world, but cats seem to be more popular in recent years, so there are many posts on the Internet that are like "anti-cats and dogs", I usually just read them and never publish them any comments.

However, no matter whether you like cats or dogs, since you have bought pets, you must at least be responsible for them. Sometimes I see these stray cats and dogs on campus, and I think, if it is not for college students to feed them from time to time , will one day starve to death no one knows.

Just when I saw a stray cat and felt a lot of emotion, I suddenly heard my sister's surprised voice,

"Look, brother, there are three cats and a dog fighting there."

I looked in the direction of my sister's finger, and sure enough, just under the street lamp not far ahead, a white cat and two chrysanthemum cats were surrounding a Chinese pastoral dog (local dog), and the two sides were fighting. , Unbreakable.

"Quick, brother, give me your phone, I'm going to record it."

My sister grabbed my palm and jumped with excitement. A pair of plump white rabbits also jumped up and down, constantly rubbing against my arm.

I gave my sister a speechless glance, and instead of giving her the phone, I rushed up with the bag and dispersed the fighting cats and dogs.

These stray cats and dogs have not been vaccinated for a long time. If they scratch and bite each other, the wounds may become inflamed, and they will die miserably.

I was standing under the street lamp, looking at my cats and dogs who were squatting in the grass, looking at my cats and dogs with vigilance, and said to them speechlessly,

"You guys have enough to eat, right? There's nothing to fight."

I don't know if they can understand, but I always feel that I should talk about them. After all, they were all domestic pets before. Even if they can't fully understand, they should be able to understand what I mean.

After my voice fell, the three cats and one dog turned around without looking back and jumped into the grass, disappearing into the night.