My Sister is Very Obsessive

In the landscape restaurant on the top floor of Beicheng International Building, my sister and I sat face to face at a table next to the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The lighting in the restaurant is dimmed, I guess it is to create a better viewing effect for the guests.

My sister and I were flipping through a menu each in our hands. Not only the names of the dishes, but also the menus were attached to the menu.

A waiter stood tightly at the table, waiting patiently.

"Anything in particular you want to eat?"

"Want to eat?"

"You're not afraid of gaining weight!"

"It's alright, anyway, it's been determined that someone wants it, let him be!"

"You really..."

I smiled speechlessly,

"How about rice cake ribs?"

"Whatever!" Sister held the menu in one hand and curled her hair in the other, "I want this, little Shaoxing chicken porridge."

"Little Shaoxing, why do you want to be a little younger?" I looked at my sister curiously, "By the way, Mr. Zhou's ancestry seems to be from Shaoxing, right!"

"Well, bridge and road, people and water, how about we go to Shaoxing to find the Lu Town written by Mr. Zhou when we have a chance?"

"Lu Zhen?" I couldn't help but chuckle, "I'm afraid this is a place made up by Mr. Zhou!"

"He made it up, but in order to promote the development of the tourism industry, Shaoxing Tourism Bureau will always help him realize it, right!"

"Uh...that's not wrong!"

"So say it!" My sister pointed to the menu in her hand and looked at me with a smile on her face, "You... do you still owe me a copy of "Mr. Zhou's Collected Works"?"

"Ah?" This sudden question made me not react for a while.

"It's nothing, just kidding!" My sister smiled and waved at me, then turned to look at the waiter who was waiting, "I want another steamed fish in soy sauce, brine prawns, prosciutto, bacon winter melon, honey Juicy beef, as for drinks..."

"No alcohol!" I interrupted her directly.

My sister gave me a blank look on her face, and then she had no choice but to ask the waiter,

"Apart from alcohol, are there any other drinks?"

"Freshly squeezed fruit and vegetable juices, and freshly brewed iced sour plum soup!"

"Then have a sour plum soup!" I said to the waiter.

"Okay!" After the waiter took it seriously, he continued to ask, "Do you need anything else?"

"No need, thank you!"

"OK, just a second!"

After saying that, the waiter named the dishes one by one, then turned and left with the two menus on the table.

While waiting for the meal, my sister and I seemed to have nothing to do. I remembered that she told me that I still owe her a copy of "Mr. Zhou's Collected Works", so I tentatively asked her,

"Did you dream that I borrowed your book?"

"How do you know?" My sister suddenly widened her eyes and looked at me in disbelief.

"I guessed it!" I picked up the glass on the table and shook it gently, "You said I still owe you a book, but since I was a child, I don't remember at all that I asked you to borrow it. I have read books, so I guessed that it is very likely that you dreamed that I borrowed your books!"

"Uh... well, you guessed it right!" Said, my sister put her hands on her cheeks and looked at me with big eyes and smiling, "Brother, do you want to know what dream I had?"

"Um...what dream?"

Although I knew the content of her dream, I couldn't bear to break her mood when I saw her wise face and wanted to tell me about it, so I pretended to be ignorant, Looking at her expectantly.

So, my sister began to tell me about the content of her dream.

The background of the dream is around the 1930s in the world. Her identity is a student of a public girls' school. Because of a chance, she left the book with me...

What she told was not different from what I knew, the only difference was her experiences when I didn't meet her in her dreams.

Sounds quite interesting.

"Brother, you know, I feel that this dream is continuous, and every time I dream, it will follow the place where I woke up last time, just like... watching a TV series with the theme of that era, the difference is that I The protagonist!"

I smiled and nodded.

"We watched "New Youth" together, organized a parade with students from neighboring schools, held a poetry club and academy, and discussed Western culture and art together!"

Listening to my sister's eloquence, I was sluggish.

According to what she said, her dream is incredible. Maybe after a while, she will change from an ordinary female college student to a scholar who has learned from the past.

It was an era comparable to enlightenment, and it was also an era that created countless people.

"Then I'm really happy for you!"

"why?"

"Because in your dreams, you not only read the in-depth and connotative journals like "New Youth", but also participated in some poetry society. Maybe after a few days, you will become a very thoughtful person. ."

"Is that so?" My words made my sister flutter a little, "Hehe, I haven't thought about it yet, but after listening to your analysis, I still think it's possible."

"Look how beautiful you are!"

My sister stuck out her tongue, "It's okay, if I can continue to have that dream next time, I'll pull you into our poetry club and academy, and then we can make progress together, okay!"

I laughed, "I think my thinking has improved!"

My sister's face was tense and she looked at me directly.

"Okay, alright!" She saw her heart pounding, so she had no choice but to surrender, "Next time you see me in your dream, be sure to pull me in and let me and you make progress together!"

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After a while, the waiter came up with the dining cart, and after placing the dishes in the dining cart one by one, he opened his mouth and said,

"Little Shaoxing chicken porridge is reserved for the last, is it ok?"

"Okay!" I nodded with a smile.

"Okay, I wish you two a happy meal!"

"thanks!"

The waiter pushed the trolley away, so my sister and I looked at the dishes on the table full of flavors and tastes, and swallowed our saliva in disappointment.

"Let's eat!"

My sister gave an order, and we picked up chopsticks at the same time.

Outside the window is the city soaked in the rain. The crisscrossed roads are like light strips. On the high-rise buildings, various neon billboards decorate the night view of the city.

The raindrops hit the glass curtain wall uninterruptedly, sliding down the curtain wall, and the blurred lights in the distance made the whole city exude a hazy beauty.

I don't know what my mother will be doing at this time.

While eating rice cakes and ribs, I miss my mother who is thousands of miles away, or she is still working overtime at the company, or has she returned home and is busy with a simple dinner in the kitchen alone?

I don't know if it's raining over there!