C14 Weekend

Fan Shuang seemed to have become a completely different person under her sister's intangible urging, becoming diligent and like two different people. Every morning, even if he went to bed early to prepare for writing, he would at most get up at 11.30 a.m. He could not help but think of a master in the literary world, also a strange person. His name was Jia Pingdong, and as he listened to his interviews and introductions, this person would write every night in the dead of the night, preparing a pack of "good cats." When he finished smoking, regardless of whether he had clear thoughts or not, he would finish his night's work and would not force himself to do anything. It is hard for many people to understand the bitterness and loneliness of many writers. Perhaps this is sorrow.

Besides, the weather was bright in the summer, so morning exercise at 5 am would help to accumulate health. Just like accumulating wealth, he had always held a view that it was nonsense not to wait until he was poor and in need of money. Now it could be said that he had completely comprehended something, and his health was the same as well. Only by exercising and being careful would he be able to avoid getting sick. He would also be able to resist small ailments like catching a cold.

At the same time, he went to the market to buy the dishes needed for lunch and dinner. Breakfast was either steamed buns, soy milk, milk, or bread, and when he came back it was almost 7 in the morning, he washed up and waited for his sister next door to get up before returning to his room to continue his work. He didn't want to put too much effort into feeling. It would hurt and hurt.

Fan Shuang forgot to live his life like a year, regardless of whether it was today or night. At this time, he just wanted to work hard, and his dream would unknowingly come true with his hard work. This was a state where he would no longer be so obsessed with the temptation of money, would never give up his ideals and revenge, and would never be interested in fame or power.

He didn't know that after training like this for a few days, he had managed to persevere and survive. And today, he came back in the morning with his breakfast. He was not a stingy person. It was just a meal, so he didn't want the little girl to see through him.

Ever since the editor last time, when he scolded him until his hair dripped with blood, he began to take this humiliated job seriously. He did not know how much time had passed, but there was still no movement in the room next door, which made Fan Shuang unaccustomed to it. At first, he thought that she had endured the night for who knows how long and was unable to get up.

It was eight o'clock, and the more he thought about it, the more upset he became. Why did he have to be so indifferent when they were under the same roof? Even if it was a friend, he should have kindly reminded him.

In order to avoid the suspicion between a man and a woman, Fan Shuang logged on the QQ and sent a message to remind her sister, but she didn't reply for a long time, which made her even more anxious. She began to worry for her sister, which made her feel anxious and anxious, getting up and going to the door of her room, preparing to rush in and see what was going on.

Despite Fan Shuang's rugged and valiant look, his heart was actually very timid and weak. As for the reason, he couldn't explain it with a single word, so as not to damage his sister's glorious image, but he still hesitantly knocked on her door. After a long time, he still didn't hear a response, so he finally gathered up his courage and whispered, "Sister, are you in the room?"

He called out a few times and after some time, he finally heard a tired and tired voice of warning. Fan Shuang was even more confused and asked, "Sister?" Are you sick? It's okay, right? If you are really sick, do you want me to help you ask for a leave of absence? "

The sound of her sister's stretching body and her lazy, sleepy complaints reached his ears, "What is it? "Today is the weekend. Since you've finally rested in the factory, can't you just let me have a good, comfortable sleep?"

Fan Shuang's expression was one of astonishment as he thought to himself, "What?" It's actually the weekend? " Only then did he carefully look at the notice on his wrist watch. Saturday, his whole body was shivering like a fallen ice cellar. He lightly replied, "Oh, then..." Go back to sleep. Remember to get up and eat breakfast. "

"Oh, I can't fall asleep. Uncle, you're so annoying. You woke me up, so I can't fall asleep now!" Her younger sister grumbled in anger.

Fan Shuang was like a child who had done something wrong. She was scared stiff, but also afraid that she would charge out and accuse him of intentionally causing trouble. Even if she did not, the moment she saw him, she would inevitably feel awkward. He ran into the room and acted like he was in a daze.

Her younger sister lazily walked out of the room. It was unknown if she was tired from work or if she had the same complaints as the men and women in the city. That was, she always felt that she was still half asleep. People all have a transition period. From sleeping to waking up, it requires a period of time. This was very normal. However, to be able to use a toothbrush in this kind of confusion, wash your face and wash your hair, doesn't it feel weird?

Fan Shuang did not dare to observe how she had done it. She could not help but think up above, and immediately felt a chill down her spine. She swallowed a mouthful of calm saliva and thought to herself, "This girl can't have sleepwalking, right?" How scary, it doesn't matter for most of the day, but if she gets sick in the middle of the night, her reputation will be fine, what about me? "To be falsely accused, falsely accused and vilified is to be despised by all."

Hearing the sound of flowing water, Fan Shuang's heart was in doubt. He wondered why he was sharing a house with such a weird girl. If he continued to insist, become more heartless and merciless, perhaps it would not cast a shadow over his heart. Confused, worried, out of sorts, out of breath …

It wasn't until Sister Yi came out of the bathroom and rubbed her wet hair with a dry, creamy white towel that Fan Shuang could tell from her steps that she had completely recovered her senses and was worrying himself for nothing. He really wanted to scold her: "Is this sister here to cause fear in my heart? If it wasn't for my courage, I'm afraid I would have already entered a mental hospital. "

"Bang!" With the sound of the door closing, Fan Shuang's pounding heart finally returned to normal. She took a deep breath and continued writing her novel.

But this morning, she seemed to be wandering around the room, constantly moving in front of Fan Shuang's eyes, making it difficult for him to write novels peacefully. He wanted to remind her to take care of herself, but she just pitied herself and ignored Fan Shuang like air.

Either she was washing clothes, or she was drying clothes on the balcony, or she was walking around the room talking on the phone, talking about QQ, and even if Fan Shuang was calm, he was still human, a normal person. He wanted to live a comfortable, free life, not caring about his sister, but who knew he was in a broken environment, so how could he continue?

"Sister, can you take a good rest and let the room be flooded with water? What if your slippers don't slip and fall?"

Sister Yi seemed to have washed all of her week's clothes, bedding, and sheets until 10: 00. The Uncle who was originally in high spirits and didn't want to be a busybody turned out to be a bunch of dogmas, which made her very unhappy. She retorted, "I will pay attention to that. Besides, Uncle has always shut himself in his room and never come out.

"Young man, can you be a bit more steady? Don't blame me for not reminding you, if you really fall, I won't care."

She pursed her lips and said, "Even if I fell, I don't need Uncle to care, I only know how to lecture people all day long. Uncle was once the dean at school, can't he be more tactful with how strict he is?"

"Alright, alright, alright, do whatever you want. I'm too nosy to worry about you! "

"Humph!" As long as I don't go along with your temper, it will only increase your arrogance! " His sister's righteous attitude made Fan Shuang feel bitter. It didn't matter if he did or not. Rather than falling into a dilemma, it was better to remain silent and continue his grand plan of life.

The room became lifeless again. Like Fan Shuang who lived alone in this house, he did not put his sister in his eyes at all. He played games, tapped the keyboard, watched anime, and did whatever he wanted.

Time flew by quickly, and it was already half past eleven when Fan Shuang finally stood up to relieve her stiff body. For a "otaku" like him, who had been sitting by the computer for a long time, he was overtaxing on his work, but he felt that youth should be allowed to indulge, and not idle around.

He was so hungry that his stomach was growling. He had never liked going into restaurants, and he seemed to have the habit of packing fast food. Since he had prepared all the dishes for the day in the morning, why not experience life and enjoy it? After all, he was worried about the food outside, even the Star Restaurant might have hidden dangers. Now, the black-hearted merchants were trying their best to think of ways to earn more money, to get more oil … It was everywhere, seriously endangering human life. Perhaps this was the most abnormal, bizarre, and ice-cold place in modern society, making people feel uneasy eating it. What was there to be trusted with?

Although the vegetables were fresh, he did not know whether the farmers or the profiteers were interested in production. Pesticides, insurance, antisepsis and so on were all added in, but compared to the restaurants, he felt more comfortable. Sometimes, Fan Shuang could not help but mock himself. As for the life support programs that were common on television, they were vulgar to him. He could not finish the first episode, and there were also many sequels, making them look like TV series. It was really abnormal for anyone to easily believe them.

Today he bought more vegetables, less high-fat, high-calorie meat. Fan Shuang was not a vegetarian, much less what people called "herbivores." Perhaps he had been staying in a quiet, secluded environment for a long time, urgently needing all kinds of vitamins instead of stacking up to maintain his body's functions.

The weather was so hot that eating meat only made him nauseous. He didn't know if it was because he had a bad stomach or because he was anorexic, but when he felt a little fat on his skin, he showed signs of vomiting.

He liked to make cold mixes, especially something like pickled vegetables. Although it was not as fragrant as a star restaurant chef, he was still quite experienced. He also knew that in the summer, all kinds of germs would grow and many cold mixes would cause stomach problems, but he was always pleased with himself.

At this time, my sister was standing at the kitchen door, clicking her tongue in wonder, "Uncle, you really can't tell that you cooked at home? Since you're free today, you won't forget what you promised me, right? "

"What did I promise you? Besides, I don't know how many things I've promised you in this life. What are you going to say?" Fan Shuang concentrated on brewing the chili oil. First, she sniffed it with her nose, which was rich in alcohol, making it extremely comfortable. Even her limbs and bones were filled with this sweet smell. She proudly placed it next to the chopping board, then continued to work on some fishy grasses, cucumbers, and carrot skins.

Even my sister, who was standing at the door, could not help but praise, "How fragrant, how did you get this chili concoction? It's exactly the same as the one on the food street outside! "

Fan Shuang scoffed, "Same as usual?" Are you sure you can eat as clean and clean as me out there? Those are not how much of the color, the flavour, and the things you can't see, they're no doubt eating chronic poisons. "

Sister Yi felt that this man was weird. She couldn't praise him, nor could she scold him either. Her words were harsh and sharp, causing people to feel uncomfortable. "Why are you fussing over it?"

"That's right. It is very profound to eat it alone. People eat like the heavens and filial piety takes precedence. Many people only paid attention to their appearance, which made it easier for black-hearted vendors with rotten lungs to take advantage of. Currently, the number of strange diseases in clinical medicine was over three thousand more than in the founding of the country. This society was truly worrisome. "I would rather starve to death than take care of the poisoned food. After all, the Industrial and Commercial Bureau doesn't have enough strength!"

The younger sister pouted and said angrily, "You are actually worried about the health of our people, aren't you a little bit above your level? Aren't you the one who writes novels and reads anime novels? "Oh, I see. On the surface, you say you're worried about your health, but in reality, it's just a single word..." "Clank!"

Fan Shuang was unable to explain himself, but he did not want to say much. He sighed, "Are you here to make fun of me, or are you here to scold me? Oh right, what do you want me to promise you?"

"You are really forgetful, didn't you promise me that you would teach me how to cook?"

"Then what do you usually like to eat? Do you need me to hand over a few vegetables? " Fan Shuang spread out her hands, but her gaze was focused on the green vegetables on the chopping board, as if saying that she did not have enough strength in her heart.

"You are so poor that you can only eat vegetables. Are you a rabbit?" "No wonder he's so skinny, I'm afraid he's even slimmer than me?"

Fan Shuang smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, I'm a tiger, so this has nothing to do with the birth of a tiger..."

"Do you have a dime? Alright, you have been working for dozens of hours all day. It was a rare weekend, is this how you treat your little sister who's living together? Aren't you being a little too shabby? "How about …"

"What about it? If you ask me to go out and eat, I'd rather eat sweet potatoes at home. " Fan Shuang argued stubbornly.

Sister knew that he was very firm on his principles. She shook her head: "At least we should get one or two decent meat, right?" "If not, it would be no different from doing business. How can a few vegetables display your culinary skills?"

Fan Shuang was stumped by his question and hesitated for a moment. He felt that what his sister said made sense. Since he wanted to teach, he should sincerely impart his knowledge. Teachers should be taught, and doubts should be answered. Although he hadn't formally accepted her as his disciple, how could he, who had always been upright and conservative, be so perfunctory? Wasn't that the wrong person? He reluctantly agreed: "Alright, since I didn't buy anything else, how about …"

"Why don't we go out for a walk first? Besides, Uncle is always bored at home, so we need to return to the primitive world. Otherwise, we can go out and get some fresh air." Her younger sister's promise was straightforward and even more so than Fan Shuang's. Her face was brimming with joy.

Fan Shuang looked out of the window and saw the blazing sun as hot as a fire. When he went out in the afternoon, his skin was rough and he was not afraid of the sun, so he looked at his sister doubtfully.

Her younger sister was being looked at by Fan Shuang in such a weird way that anyone could feel an indescribable strangeness. Immediately, her face turned red and she asked in a soft, bashful voice, "Uncle …" Why are you looking at me like that?

Fan Shuang didn't have any other intentions. He asked straightforwardly, "Are you sure you want to leave now?"