There are new surprises every day, and I want to break up with that man more and more every day. - Su Xiangli
I woke up again, it was a new day, the filtered soft morning glow was haloed on my eyelids, the color I saw was light red, I rubbed my legs, it was good, the familiar emptiness, I raised my hand to stroke it again
Chest, very good, familiar turbulent waves (a flat river).
When I got up, I felt a little dizzy again. I looked around the room. The layout of this bedroom is more compact than the overall layout of the house. The door is on the south wall, and the east wall is a curved viewing window. It is now in light transmission mode.
, you can see some green potted plants clustered on the balcony outside the window.
The wallpaper on the west wall is pure off-white. There are computer desks, desks, wardrobes, storage racks, and coat racks leaning against the wall. A huge Totoro doll stands in the southwest corner.
The north wall is where the head of the bed is. When you look up, you can see many picture frames hanging on the wall. They are all landscape sketches that the guy gave me. I specifically asked the guy not to sign them because I was afraid of being discovered by my mother.
My mother would tell my father when she found out about my puppy love, and my father would definitely nag me for a long time. He was busy at work and had to worry about my life, which must be very hard.
Oh, Mom, Yang Chuan, this person looks good-tempered, but in fact he is the worst. On weekdays at home, other than cooking, he just annoys me. He is picky and will scold me whenever something goes wrong.
Tuk Tuk.
Someone knocks on the door, and the only one in this family who knocks on my bedroom door is Baiyang Yangzhen. He is a microphone, my mother's lackey, and an accomplice used to squeeze out my beautiful sleeping time.
"Here it comes!" I said reluctantly. I really wanted to turn on the privacy mode and stay alone in the room for a day. But no, I still wanted to go see that guy. I got up early and had nothing to do, so I just took the online course.
Well, lest he laugh at me again for the monotony of my classes.
When I opened the door, it was my mother, Yang Chun, who was standing in the corridor.
There is something wrong with my mother's expression. She is always very reserved and polite towards others, but she always frowns harshly towards me. But today she is different, her eyes are full of doting.
I haven't seen this kind of look in almost ten years.
Ever since she formally taught me Chinese-style white case techniques, Comrade Yang Shun would only give me advice and would never be tolerant.
"What are you here for?"
When mother Yang Chun heard this, she was obviously stunned, looking like her feelings were hurt. Who are you showing this to? Show it to me?
"Xiangli, last night you said you were going to make mille-feuille with my mother." My mother's fingers were tangled on her apricot apron in a girlish manner, and I couldn't help but want to cover my face.
Mom, it’s really hard for me to handle this. Shouldn’t we be in a state where a menopausal mother and a rebellious daughter are incompatible enemies?
"I forgot." What about mille-feuille, it must have been said by that person. Oh, please don't interfere in my social relationships.
My mother lowered her head and turned around sadly. A torrent of shame surged through my heart. This emotion suddenly broke through my poor self-esteem. When I came back to my senses, I was already at my mother's side, holding her hand.
Mom gently squeezed my palms, and the heat and the reality of contact were transmitted to me. I didn't know how to respond, so I froze and didn't move.
"Let's go and let mom see if your craftsmanship has improved."
"yes."
During the two months of summer vacation, the guy and I swapped bodies frequently, sometimes once a day, sometimes once every three or four days, or even once every half a day. The opportunity was that we both fell asleep at the same time, but this was only a prerequisite. Specifics
The exchange rules are still unknown.
Before going to bed, we will talk on the phone once to inform each other of what we have done today so that the other party will not fall into a dilemma.
We started to keep diaries, but they were private diaries and would not be seen by each other. This was an agreement. We agreed that we would make it public on the day when this abnormal state disappears.
The first day I kept a diary was July 31st. I had to make up for the experiences of the previous days...
I have warned that annoying bad guy many times not to interfere with my family relationships, but the sad thing is that my mother is now completely in love with the person who is wrapped in my skin - him.
So much so that every time I change my body now, I have to surrender in front of my mother's kind eyes.
But after all, I am not that genius named Lu. His crime-solving skills were greatly praised by my mother. But if I was asked to do it by myself, I would only get a disdainful tut from Ms. Yang Chun.
I hate it, Mom, why are you so idle? She loves food and works as a chef. She is not the kind of cook who is trapped in the kitchen. She is a senior nutritionist, a food designer, and the heir to a lot of intangible cultural heritage.
Mom, you are so free, which makes me very passive at home. It's better to live in that person's home. Usually it's just me and my two sisters. I really like my sisters.
In addition, I can vaguely remember that I met another person in that person's body, a smaller version of him, a guy who claimed to be the body's operating system.
But I can't remember what the little guy emphasized to me.
It seems to be four words.
Can't remember.
It's not a big deal either.
I made a promise to my two younger sisters, mainly Yaomei of course. I said that I would make her a life-size wooden sculpture, make her a table of food that was better than my brother’s craftsmanship, buy her a new computer, and give her
Making an AI pet... This is my ultimate counterattack against that guy.
It's a pity that I'm not vicious enough. He can fulfill all the requests I made. And he did fulfill them. In my little sister's eyes, I have become a wish-making machine, and he is the master of dream fulfillment. Yes, little sister
She personally said that she discovered the abnormality between me and that guy, and the sensitive intuition of a child told her that there are two different souls in the body of the elder brother.
One day, to be precise, it was August 3rd, Sunday, the first day of July. Today I was that guy again. My second sister came to see me.
Sun Sheng, this little girl, I actually regard her as my bridesmaid in my heart - is that too frivolous and hasty? But I dreamed of the wedding with that guy more than once, the wedding in the dream, it happened to be like this every time
My sweet dreams are echoing with beautiful piano music. Sun Sheng is walking beside me. She has grown up and is very beautiful. She is a beautiful girl who is eye-catching. She is just too serious and has mountain lines between her eyebrows.
So close.
But that was just a dream. The little girl I saw now had a smooth face, which reminded me of the reflection of the water-soaked cherry skin. It was white and bright, with a mouth-watering light, but Sun Sheng frowned again.
frown.
"What's the matter?"
"Brother, dad is very unhappy."
I was stunned, that guy's father, Lu Jiande, right? I have quite an impression of him. He occasionally appeared at the main table at the dinner table, uneasy and always careless.
"Why?"
"He has been unhappy since you killed his mistress."
