What's written on it
Uh... I recall memories, "Fang Moduo reminisced while eating." There was a boy who wrote me five big diaries. Anyway, just say he liked them. Hey, I still kept them and locked them in my desk. That boy was also very handsome
I think your brother is handsome, "Wu Jing sighed." Whenever I think of your brother, I feel like all the boys in our class are too young
Fang Moduo tried to suppress her pride and said, "Ahem, my brother, um, he's okay, he's pretty good
Fang Luo eats quietly.
It's just a bit old, "Fang Moduo added.
Fang Luo was drinking water when he almost choked.
Wu Jing finally crossed the head of Fang Moduo, who was buried in bitterness, and saw Fang Luo coughing lightly
Mo Duo, eat slowly. "Fang Luo patted Fang Mo Duo's head.
Fang Moduo sprayed rice, and her conditioned reflex ears suddenly turned red and itchy... Cough cough... Her back was stiff and straight, and her neck looked like a machine shaft that hadn't been repaired in ten years. She struggled to turn to the right... Fang Luo.
Uh... hehe... brother... "Fang Moduo smiled generously and pushed her milk to Fang Luo." Brother, drink milk
Fang Luo smiled and pinched a grain of rice stuck to Fang Moduo's lips with a handkerchief, "I'm getting old, I don't need to drink this
The advertisement says that middle-aged and elderly people also need calcium supplements, "Wu Jing interjected with tears in her eyes, successfully obtaining Fang Moduo's killer white eyeballs.
Wu Jing wants to bite off her tongue.
She swore that she didn't mean to say that. In fact, the scene where Fang Luo touched Fang Moduo's head just now looked so red in Wu Jing's eyes. In such a noisy student cafeteria, surrounded by a group of male ducks with changing voices, she heard Fang Luo speak to Fang Moduo in such a soft voice, and then... gently... help Fang Moduo wipe her face
In Wu Jing's eyes, Fang Luo's head began to rise with a cloud like halo. At this moment, she just wants to pound the table: Why don't I have such a brother!
Of course, this situation and scene were completely different in Fang Moduo's eyes and heart.
For example, at this moment, Fang Luo is bowing his head and whispering to Mo Duo, "Let's settle the accounts when we get home
Fang Moduo shed tears.
Fang Luo stood up and pushed the hairtail fish that had just been packed in the dish to Fang Moduo, which was something Fang Moduo liked to eat.
After the evening self-study, driver Liu came to pick up Fang Luo and Fang Mochen.
Fang Moduo is in the junior high school department, and her evening self-study ends an hour and a half earlier than her senior year, so she hasn't been able to ride home with her siblings.
After Fang Luo and the others arrived home, they exchanged goodnight with Fang Mochen and then went back to their respective rooms.
As he passed by Fang Moduo's room, Fang Luo was not surprised to see the small black shadow under her door crack. He could imagine that Fang Moduo should be sticking his ear to the door at this moment
Fang Luo decided to ignore it and went back to his room to take a shower, change into pajamas, turn off the headlights, and turn on the desk lamp. The alarm clock on his desk pointed to 11:45. Fang Luo selected some old books from the drawer at the bottom of his desk, as well as some notes from his past.
The door was lightly knocked, and Fang Luo knew who it was without guessing.
Fang Moduo's head had already squeezed into the crack of the door, with a sweet and deathly smile, "Brother
Fang Luo hooked his finger at her.
Brother, I'll treat you to an apple. "Fang Moduo came in, with a big red apple in her left hand and a fruit knife in her right hand.
Fang Luo remained noncommittal.
Uh, it's almost twelve o'clock. Do you know that legend? "Fang Moduo lowered her voice, her small eyebrows furrowed tightly and spread out on both sides of her cheeks, making her whole face only palm sized.
Fang Luo looked at her.
That legend... is very terrifying... "Fang Moduo's voice trembled deliberately." Let's try it later. At exactly twelve o'clock, we will peel this apple in front of the mirror. Guess what will appear in the mirror
A peeled apple will appear, "Fang Luo replied expressionlessly.
The eerie atmosphere painstakingly created by Fang Moduo disappeared instantly. Her waist tightened, and before she could recover, she was already being carried and sitting on Fang Luo's lap.
I remember that the transcript you brought back last semester ranked fourth in the class, "Fang Luo interrogated one by one.
I... changed it myself... "Fang Moduo pouted," Don't tell my dad
Are there five big diaries written by young boys in your desk? "Fang Luo continued.
Uh... Xiaoben... Wuxiaoben... written by one person, really written by one person
Do you think that boy in your class is handsome
Uh, which one
The one who hit someone with the bicycle chain lock
Not handsome, he's not handsome at all. He's so violent, a bad student! "Fang Moduo denied it outright.
Do you think I'm old
Brother isn't old, he's only seventeen. Seventeen year old brother has a flower! "Fang Moduo looked serious." Who says my brother is old? Who's in a hurry with me
Fang Luo nodded and said, "It seems like you're saying it yourself
I told you before? "Fang Moduo looked surprised." How could that be? Who made this rumor
Well, if I'm old, there's nothing I can do about it. "Fang Luo held Fang Moduo to the desk and sat down. He stood up himself, leaning on the edge of the table with his hands and slightly bowing, just about the same height as Fang Moduo." If I'm not old enough, then I can't get into college before you, work before you, and earn money to support you
I have a father to take care of me, "Fang Moduo protested softly.
In the future, there will still be me, "Fang Luo gently lifted Fang Moduo's chin." If I weren't old, I wouldn't be like this
Speaking, he gently kissed Fang Moduo's forehead.
The soft lamp light couldn't reach Fang Moduo's face, but there was still a faint light. With Fang Luo so close to her, one could see more and more shy red clouds on her face.
If I weren't old, I wouldn't be like this, "Fang Luo continued, gently kissing Fang Moduo's cheek.
Fang Moduo wanted to lower his head, but he forbade him with his hand.
And so on. "Fang Luo's lips finally landed on Fang Moduo's lips, just a gentle touch, but different from the plunder and hesitation on the night of the first kiss.
Fang Moduo's body trembled involuntarily, staring foolishly at Fang Luo who was close at hand. She couldn't describe her feelings at that time, she could never describe them, even years later.
She only remembers that Fang Luo's lips were cold and icy at that time. The night of her first kiss was bitter, but from then on... it was always sweet.
As the college entrance examination approaches, Fang Luo and Fang Mochen extend their evening self-study at school until 11:30 every day. Naturally, Fang Zhi is very busy, and Xiao Yizhen also has to accompany him as his wife to attend various occasions. Poor Fang Moduo can only "guard the empty room alone".
Uh, it's not entirely accurate to say it's a solitary guardian, after all, there are still a few adults in the family. But as Fang Moduo grew older and had more worries, her conversations with the nanny became less and less frequent.
Moreover, the nanny has already resigned from Fang Zhi and is ready to return to her hometown for retirement at any time.
When it comes to the academic performance of children from the Fang family, the worst is Fang Moduo. She has tried hard and made mistakes, but ultimately ended up in failure, with average grades and occasionally falling below.
Fang Zhi believed that it was due to his lax discipline. He firmly believed that Fang Moduo was a smart child and must have inherited his excellent genes. Therefore, he took time out of his busy schedule to set rules for what Fang Moduo had to learn and supplement every day.
As the saying goes, there are policies at the top and countermeasures at the bottom. Fang Moduo assigned these assignments to other students in the class. You know, she's a "bully" type, who wouldn't dare to disobey with just a wave of her little arm?
However, the appearance still needs to be made. Fang Moduo put things she was interested in in in the drawer of her desk, and there were study books on the desk.
As soon as there were suspicious footsteps at the door, Fang Moduo immediately closed the drawer. As soon as the footsteps left, she opened the drawer again, doing what to do