Chapter 3156
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"Dongyu, don't worry about her!"
Mother said angrily, "She has a home and doesn't want to go home. I don't know where she's fooling around! She's only in her teens and she's already so troublesome. I think she's grown up! The exams are coming up soon. Let's see what she's going to do! If she can't get into high school, she'll have to fend for herself! "
My expression turned even uglier when I heard this.
Dongyu said unhappily, "Mom, cut it out. Xiachun is already so old and has her own opinions."
Mother didn't say anything else.
Dongyu took my arm into the study and closed the door. He looked down at my face and asked in a low voice, "Where have you been these past few days?"
"I … I was at Han Xiao's house."
"You're lying."
Dongyu saw through my lie at a glance. "You can lie to anyone, but you can't lie to me. Look into my eyes and speak! "
I pushed him away forcefully and said angrily, "Yin Dongyu, that's enough! You're the one who distanced yourself from me. What's this about?! "
Dongyu's face was ashen as he said, "You're my sister. It's my responsibility to care about you!"
I let out a cold laugh and ignored him. I placed my bag on the table and suddenly rummaged through it to find his notebook.
These were his homework notes from middle school. He'd given them to me to copy.
I subconsciously rubbed my hand against my pants until I thought I'd wiped it clean and wouldn't dirty his things. Then I handed the notebook back to him.
"Here, take it back."
I didn't look at his face, but I heard his voice turn slightly cold. "Are you done copying?"
"Yes."
"Do you understand everything?"
"Yes."
"Then …"
Dongyu saw my cold attitude and thought that it would be difficult for me to talk to him again. He took a deep breath and said, "Sleep early. Good night."
It was only after he left the room that I opened the drawer and took out the diary. I flipped through the thick pages and wrote down today's diary.
I'd kept the habit of keeping a diary since I was in the fourth grade of primary school. At that time, I liked to write down everything that was going well, unhappy, happy, and unhappy, as well as secrets related to Dongyu in my diary.
To me, keeping a diary was like pouring out all my unspeakable secrets into a tree hole.
The diary is like my tree hole.
Every night, before going to bed, I would hide in this tree hole and silently tell it about my worries.
Because in this world, it seemed that only by talking to oneself could one unreservedly vent one's hidden thoughts.
When would even Dongyu be unable to keep everything to himself?
The growth of a person was like building a thick fortress for oneself and hiding oneself within it. It was as if the stronger the fortress, the safer one would feel. The older one grew, the more guarded one would be, and the harder it would be for one to get close to others.
When he was young, no matter who his friends were, they could talk about anything. They were like happy little birds, unable to hide their thoughts.
However, as he grew up, he realized that there were fewer and fewer people close to him. The secrets in his heart also increased, and the burden on his back became heavier.
As he walked on, he was already staggering.
In short, humans were creatures with strong instincts.
When his fingers touched the fire, it would be so hot that he would subconsciously retract his hand.
When one touched something sharp, one would be injured. Knowing the pain, one would also know to shrink back.
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