How cute my sister was when she was a child, she was cute and well-behaved, and she was so sweet-mouthed. Why did she become like this?

Zhou Yi sat up, supported his chin with one hand, and fell into deep thought.

The long-closed memory finally became clearer and clearer under the search of superpowers, and the scene that had been staged at home once again appeared in front of Zhou Yi.

The two-bedroom apartment of 70 square meters was full of piles. My father and Aunt Su had a room, and I and Xiao Ning had two separate beds.

My father sat alone on the sofa, smoking cigarettes one by one with his head stuffed in his mouth.

Zhou Yi looked at the wall with a stubborn look on his face, and refused to turn around with his neck.

Aunt Su looked at her father with a helpless look on her face, then looked at Zhou Yi, and finally persuaded her: "Xiaoyi, you are only in the second year of junior high school this year, so it's too early to live in the school!"

Zhou Yi replied hard: "There are a few people in our class who started living in the first year of junior high school!"

"Are those homes that live in school far away? Our home is only more than 20 minutes away from your school, and it is quite convenient."

"More than twenty minutes at a time, one time is an hour, a waste of time and delays study!" Zhou Yi, who had just entered the second grade of junior high school, said coldly: "I will be back on the weekend."

"Brother, don't leave!" Xiao Ning, who was only seven years old, rushed out of the room and said in a crying voice: "Don't leave me alone! I'm afraid of the dark!"

"You can let your mother sleep with you!" Zhou Yi hesitated for a moment and said firmly.

"I don't want you to leave!" Xiao Ning rushed up and hugged Zhou Yi's legs tightly.

"Stop making trouble!" Zhou Yi made up his mind, slowly spread Xiao Ning and hugged his hand, picked up his schoolbagtou and left home without looking back.

"Brother doesn't want me anymore!" Xiao Ning sat on the ground and burst into tears. Aunt Su comforted her in a hurry. Her father was still sitting on the sofa and silently, like a sculpture.

Is there such a dark history of a middle school boy?

Zhou Yi came to this somewhat different China in the second half of his second year of high school. The slowly fusion of soul and body made the memory of many things blur and chaotic. If it weren't for the awakening of the superpowers under women's clothing, perhaps this scene was buried deep in my memory and would never have been remembered.

This is the reason why my sister has been hostile to me for a long time?

He lost his mother since childhood, but his father quickly got a new love. This was the biggest depression that had been entrenched in Zhou Yi's heart for many years.

Zhou Yi sat quietly, experiencing the sadness, anger, loneliness, hatred and regret in his body...

The five flavors are mixed together, the heart hurts very much, and the corners of the eyes are slowly crystallized.

Zhou Yi let this sudden emotion gather and vent his body. His divinity was high above the sky, and he was as insightful as fire in everything that happened.

A tear fell in the air, fell into Zhou Yi's palm, turning into a little warmth.

A gentle smile appeared on Zhou Yi's face. Today's Zhou Yi is no longer the second-year junior.

After thinking about it, Zhou Yi picked up the phone and dialed out a string of familiar numbers.

"Xiao Yi? Why did you call me on your own initiative today?" The voice on the phone was filled with surprise.

"Dad, I miss you!" Zhou Yi spoke up and released the family affection that had been frozen for a full sixteen years from his heart.

Silence was found on the phone. Faced with his son's sudden change, Zhou Yi's father Zhou Xuan obviously didn't know what to say.

"How are you doing recently?" Zhou Yi continued to ask: "How is your hypertension?"

"Okay! You Su... take blood pressure frequently, take antihypertensive medicine if you should take it, nothing happened!"

"How about me, Aunt Su?"

"You Aunt Su is also very good! Their work in the unit has been very easy recently, but their salary is a little lower, but they have five insurances and one fund, so everything is fine at home!"

"Didn't I make a movie a few months ago? That movie is called "Hope". In which I played the role of the heroine Lin Qingxi. I went to Venice some time ago and won the "Best Actor" award there. I will report it to you!" Zhou Yi said calmly.

"Have you won the award? OK! This cross-dressing..." Zhou Dad was a little confused.

"It's just a man dressed in a woman."

"Ah, I understand! Just like the Qingyi in Peking Opera, it's all men who play it, right?" Zhou Dad looked like he suddenly realized.

Zhou Yi's father Zhou Xuan is a literati. He has been familiar with Chinese and foreign famous works since childhood. He was admitted to the Chinese department in college. After graduation, he was a major match and went to work in the Municipal Federation of Literary and Art Circles. He was an idle person in the Qingshui Yamen. He often published some poetry and essays in newspapers and magazines for many years ago.

"Well, it's about the same." Zhou Yi continued: "This is a small-cost literary and artistic film. I invested in the script and the pay. Now I have won the award and I have distributed a lot of money and made a lot of money."

"Okay, okay, just be able to gain a foothold in the imperial capital! Dad doesn't ask you to become a big star, but there are mixed things in the entertainment industry. If you want to behave, you will be straight and don't take detours! Some time ago, the news did not report that celebrities were taking drugs or something, so don't get involved!" Zhou Dad reminded.

"Well, I understand." Zhou Yi said: "I'll go home in a few days and see you!"

"You work is important, don't worry when you go home!"

"It's okay, I'll finish my work here soon!"

"Okay, when you come back, I'll cook to make you a muddy noodles. What you like most when you were a child!" Zhou Dad said with a smile.

"Yes." Zhou Yi nodded.

The phone was hung up, and Zhou Yi let out a long sigh, and the depression and paranoia in his heart over the years seemed to have been completely eliminated.

At home in Luocheng, Zhou's father was smiling excitedly on his face and shouted loudly: "Xiao Yi took the initiative to call me!"

"Is that true?" Su Hong, who was busy in the kitchen, quickly wiped her hands on her apron and walked out: "The sun is coming out from the west?"

"Xiao Yi made a movie called "Hope". He won the award in Venice, Italy! He won the award called "Best Performance"! He really shined his family and became famous abroad!" Zhou Dad said with a roar.

"It's not the 'best performance'! It's the 'best actor'! It's commonly known as the best actor!" Zhou Ning finally couldn't help but push open the door: "Dad, you are really ignorant. Venice is one of the three major international film festivals. Do you know that Master Zhang? His "Qiu Ju's lawsuit" and "Never miss" were the Golden Lion Awards won at the Venice Film Festival!"

"Is Xiaoyi the best actor?" Su Hong was a little disbelief: "Isn't he the screenwriter he learned?"

"By the way, Xiaoyi said he will come back in a few days!" Zhou's father rolled up his sleeves and walked into the kitchen: "I want to make a fool of my son, this is my specialty."

"Hey, don't you keep your mouth full of 'Gentleman farewell to the kitchen' all day long? I've been married to you for more than ten years. This is the first time I have seen you enter the kitchen. Can you cook? Don't burn the pot!" Su Hong looked curious.

"Don't underestimate me!" Zhou's father put his hands on his hips: "It's not impossible, it's not true! I'm making a fool of myself, I'm afraid you still want to eat it after eating it!"

"Just blow hard!" Su Hong obviously didn't believe it.
Chapter completed!