My name is Liang Xiaotian, maybe you haven't heard of my name.
This is because I am really a very low-key person. My mother has told me since I was a child that Lei Feng died early, so I should be low-key in my life.
Under the indoctrination from my mother, I have deeply implemented the meaning of low-key. So from kindergarten to high school, I was the type of loser among the public. You would never find me if I was thrown into the crowd.
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I remember that the aunt in the elementary school cafeteria often forgot to give me steamed buns, and the junior high school teachers often forgot about me during exams... Moreover, every time during the Egg-laying Festival or the Spring Festival, classmates would always send little greeting cards to me.
Mr. Ben has nothing to do with it.
Okay, these are all a history of blood and tears. The most tragic one is my favorite girl. She was a pink and tender girl when I was in junior high school! This girl looks like a pure, amazing Ozawa Maria, amazing girl.
Sora Aoi, there is absolutely no way she can compare with her!
Speaking of which, there were quite a few boys who pursued her sincerely. Some of them sent roses, some gave chocolates, some passed notes in class, some gave answers to exams, and most shamelessly, some of them went to her house to have dinner during the holidays!
Although I don’t have any self-confidence, I, Liang Xiaotian, feel that as a man, I must tell the woman I like about my feelings for her before graduation!
So, at the graduation ceremony, I had the courage, blushed, and loudly told this girl that I liked her, but this girl completely shattered my strong little heart with one sentence.
"Classmate? Are you from the next class?"
When she stared at me with those watery black and white eyes, I really felt like I had bumped my head into her chest!
Damn it! My brother and she have been classmates for three years!
Konima is sitting behind her!
So, I am such an ordinary guy who cannot be more ordinary!
I thought that my high school career would also be spent among this transparent human monk, but I didn't expect that this girl Ma Yun would appear in my life so gorgeously.
Oh, by the way, who is Ma Yun?
Ma Yun is my half-sister, Liang Xiaotian!
Even though I entered high school and hung out in the class for a year, I still had a transparent identity.
So much so that our classroom teacher often calls me by the wrong name.
"Liang Tian, please answer this question."
"Teacher, I don't know how. Teacher, my name is Liang Xiaotian."
"Okay, classmate Liang Xiaotian, go out and stand."
I don't know how long this kind of transparent life will last. Anyway, in my opinion, this kind of life is quite interesting, especially if my test scores are not good, the teacher at the parent-teacher conference will forget that there is a person like me.
At that time, I was very playful.
But it seems that God always likes to make fun of people. Just when I thought I was going to spend my three years of high school in a low-key way, this girl Ma Yun suddenly appeared and made my low-key little life a mess.
When it comes to this girl Ma Yun, she is really something everyone in our group knows about!
Although she has the same father and mother as me, this girl looks like a monster! She has a pretty face that looks like a big Korean star, with bright eyes and white teeth, and her pink little face makes people want to take a bite.
The key is that she has a good figure. She is obviously just a girl in the third year of high school, but her breasts are probably as big as a c.
I thought about it, maybe I inherited it from my dad.
Well, I have to admit, my dad is a fat man, and I loved pinching his breasts for fun when I was a kid.
But I was really young and ignorant at that time. After I accidentally revealed that my father’s breasts were bigger than my mother’s, I got beaten a lot!
Dad was still gloating and adding fuel to the fire, which was so un-brotherly!
Well, he is my father, and there is no way he can be close friends with me.
This kind of life continued until my father suddenly disappeared from my and my mother's lives.