"You say mouth toot, toot toot toot..."
Early in the morning, Jin Siming was awakened by a burst of loud singing.
She squinted her eyes, and struggled to get her hand out from under the thin quilt. She groped around the pillow for a while before she got the phone. When she opened it, it turned out that it was only seven o'clock in the morning!
Today is the weekend, which wicked person does not sleep, and plays music so loudly to affect others
She angrily covered her ears with pillows, but the music was so loud that it surrounded her ears 360° all the time, and it was useless to block it.
After tossing and turning on the bed for a few minutes, the voice still didn't stop. Finally, Jin Siming couldn't take it anymore. He straightened up and sat up, rolled out of bed with bare feet, and angrily opened the door.
"You say your mouth is beeping, I am beeping..."
On the floor outside the door, a bunch of colorful bluetooth speakers were placed around the gap under the door of her room, and the noisy singing came from them.
Anyone who knows how to do this kind of thing can figure out who it is with his toes. Jin Siming took a breath, suppressed the urge to hit someone immediately, and shouted loudly:
"Jin Tong! Get the hell out of here!"
After she finished yelling, she saw Jin Tong walking leisurely from the living room. He was wearing an apron, holding a glass with drops of water in one hand, with a wry smile on his face: "Ah, sister, you Woke up? Let's have breakfast~"
Jin Siming pointed to a pile of mini speakers on the ground, furious, "Have you had a convulsion! When did I have breakfast on the weekend? Get rid of you bastards!"
Jin Tong wiped the water droplets from the glass with the apron on his waist, and looked embarrassed: "But this is the task my mother gave me, saying that from today on, I will wake you up for breakfast every weekend from now on. .”
The speaker on the floor was still beeping, making Jin Siming upset. She was already annoyed to get up, but when she heard what Jin Tong said, she stepped forward angrily, and reached out to give him a hand. There was a violent shudder on the forehead.
Seeing Jin Siming gnashing his teeth and rushing over, Jin Tong flashed nimbly, and immediately wailed for help: "Mom! Come and see, my sister is angry and wants to hit me!"
At this moment, Mother Jin, who was changing shoes at the entrance, was about to go out when she heard the sound and turned back.
"Okay, how old are you two still arguing? Tong Tong is right, I asked him to wake you up for breakfast, and you are not allowed to stay in bed in the future. It is best to go out with Tong Tong for activities after dinner." Come on, exercise more, don’t just stay at home and play with your phone all day. You’re going to be a third grader soon, ABO colleges have physical fitness tests for Alpha, and your dad and I also hope that you can be admitted to the top youth Ivy Academy, so you have to prepare more in advance, you know?"
"But Mom, I..."
Jin Siming pursed his lips and wanted to continue to resist, but was rejected by Jin's mother, "If you don't want to, all the pocket money for this semester will be cancelled."
"..."
Now she was completely wilted, and after her mother left, she gave Jin Tong a hard look.
"Hurry up and turn off all these toys on the ground!"
Jin Tong took out his mobile phone and poked it a few times, and the noise that made his brain ache stopped.
"Sister, don't hate me, it's all because of my mother~"
Now it is impossible to go back to sleep and sleep in the cage. Jin Siming supported his sleepy head, too lazy to talk to the gloating Jin Tong, turned around and went to the bathroom to wash up.
She didn't go to bed until two o'clock in the morning. Before going to bed, she checked to see if the alarm clock was turned off. She even drew the curtains tightly, just to wake up naturally from a good night's sleep. Her brother made such a move.
After flushing her face with cold water a few more times, barely driving away the tiredness, she sat down at the dining table wearily.
There was baked toast, fried eggs, bacon and ham in front of her, and a glass of cold milk beside her. Jin Tong was sitting opposite her, eating deliciously: "Today, the chef cooks himself, you are lucky."
Having long been used to her brother's stinky personality, Jin Siming picked it up and tasted it. The toast was not burnt, and the fried egg was edible, not bad.
"It's not bad, I can barely be a good family O."
"Puff—cough cough..."
Hearing what she said, the milk on Jin Tong's mouth almost spewed out, he wiped his mouth, and said with fury, "What are you talking about! I haven't differentiated yet, even if I do in the future, I'm a certainty, okay? !"
Looking at the flushed face on the other side, Jin Siming felt secretly refreshed. That's right, she did it on purpose, who let Jin Tong use that ghostly move to disturb her dream.
Speaking of which, she and her brother are also two extremes, one dreams of becoming an O, and the other desperately wants to become an A, but...
"Isn't it written as an omega in your test report?"
Sure enough, Jin Tong's face turned ugly again, Jin Siming raised his eyebrows happily, and took a sip of the milk.
"This kind of thing is not absolutely accurate. Sister, you are also an omega written in the test report, but in the end it differentiated into Alpha."
Jin Siming's hand holding the cup froze, and the smile on his lips disappeared completely.
Jin Tong chased after the victory, "By the way, Mom asked you to go out with me after dinner for activities. I asked some buddies to play together, so you should go with me too."
Hearing the word playing, Jin Siming frowned, his facial features were wrinkled together, and his whole face expressed his rejection: "I won't go, that kind of sweaty, smelly and intense confrontational sports, I won't go Woolen cloth."
"But if you don't go, the pocket money will be..."
Jin Siming flew over with a fierce slash, Jin Tong shrank his neck in fright, and threatened in a limp manner: "Pocket money~"
"Boom—"
Suddenly, a thunderbolt flashed across, interrupting the conversation between the two of them.
Jin Siming got up and went to the window, and "hula" opened all the curtains, and saw that the sky in the distance was already covered with dark clouds, and it was obvious that there was a tendency of heavy rain.
She grinned, "Tsk, it seems that the weather is not good, we can only stay at home today."
Jin Tong narrowed his eyes slyly, "It's okay sister, our appointment is in an indoor gymnasium, it doesn't matter how heavy the rain is."
Siming Jin: "..."
...
The dark clouds came extremely fast, and the sky that was bright just now was instantly overwhelmed by dark clouds. It was only seven or eight o'clock in the morning, but it was as dark as the evening.
Yao Jin sat at the long dining table, looking out at the strange scene through the floor-to-ceiling windows, her light-colored eyes were as silent as the sky outside.
On the table in front of her were several exquisite breakfasts, large and small, all delivered by the aunt a few minutes ago, and she left after delivery. At this time, Yao Jin was alone in the empty house.
"Boom"
A few more flashes of thunder flashed, and the raindrops hidden behind the dark clouds finally poured down, covering the whole city in a hazy rain.
Yao Jin immersed herself in the dim room, and after an inaudible sigh, she turned on the chandelier above her head.
For a time, the lights were like daylight.
She only took one bite of the breakfast on the table, and left the rest untouched. Anyway, no one cared, no matter how much she ate, someone would come and dispose of the leftovers, and then send something completely different the next day.
No one cares what she likes to eat and what she doesn't like to eat, they will only deliver it according to Yao Wei's arrangement, and Yao Wei never spends time thinking about her preferences, only knowing that there are many types of food, there will always be the same It's what she likes.
Yao Jin stared fascinated at the lightning outside the window, a trace of coldness rose in her eyes.
Sometimes she feels as lonely as the lightning, but the lightning is fleeting, and she still has a long time to spend.