Chapter 12 first quarter

I like my brother very much. The horizontal bar, the double swing jump, and the bicycle were all taught by my brother.My athletic talent is not bad, but it takes time to understand the essentials.Despite this, my brother never got angry once, and even when it was dark, he patiently accompanied me until I learned. Come on, come on, it's almost there.Ah Jing can definitely do it!My brother always encourages me so much. Even now when I stare blankly at the sunset, the voice of my brother cheering for me still echoes in my ears.Speaking of which, it was my brother who picked me up that day.

That day?Of course it refers to the day Emili was killed. You are a counselor, right?If you want me to tell you about the day when the incident happened, I will tell you about it, but where should I start?The other three were stronger and smarter than me, so it would be clearer to ask them when everyone was there.Even so is it okay? So, I'll just talk about me, and about me and Emili. But it's still a little strange, and now I suddenly said that I want to understand the situation... Oh, I see.So it's because the statute of limitations is coming up soon, right? I was very excited since I got up early that day, because I wore a new dress, a gift from Aunt Yoko who came home to visit relatives the day before.

My aunt works in a supermarket in the county, and every time I go back to my mother’s house, she will buy clothes for us brother and sister. The clothes I used to buy matched my brother’s. They were shirts or very boyish clothes from sporting goods manufacturers.However, that year was different. My aunt said that I was already in the fourth grade, and I should dress up a little more like a girl, so she bought me a very cute pink blouse with ribbons and ruffles. The smock was fluffy, shiny, and designed in the style of a wealthy daughter.can i wear itI couldn't believe it. I was intoxicated and held the clothes for a competition. I didn't expect the parents and relatives next to me to burst into laughter.

"What does Akiko look like in that dress?" Dad said.That dress is expensive, ten times more expensive than what I used to wear, and because my sister bought it, Dad told the truth, everyone must think so.Although my brother said "it's cute", even the aunt who bought the clothes smiled wryly and said, "Oh, how could this be?" When I was in elementary school, my physique was not as strong as it is now, but it was quite strong and thick.The clothes were all leftovers from my brother who was two years older than me, and I always had short hair, so I was often mistaken for a boy, and I was even called a "tomboy" by the boys in my class.But I'm used to it, as long as I can remember.

That's fine, at least being treated as human beings, while parents and relatives often say we're like "brother bears".On Valentine's Day or birthdays, girls often give their brother Winnie the Pooh as a gift, saying that his brother looks a lot like Winnie the Pooh.My brother is not very popular, but he is more popular than he looks. Boys are all about glory, even if they look like bears, they can be popular if they are good at sports, and even if they are thick, it doesn't hurt. It would be great if Akiko was a boy, mother often said so.But it's not out of popularity, it's just because the school's gym suits, swimsuits, etc. have to be bought for girls, and my mother thinks it's not worth it.

Back then, I had a conversation with Emili about this topic. My relatives and I have been to temples, and after lunch, we went out to wander around, looking for children who were free and free, and soon met a few of our usual playmates.They are Saei, Maki and Yuka who live in the same grade in the West Ward.The four of us stood and chatted in front of the tobacco shop for a while, when Emili also came down the slope, and she said she saw us from the window of her house.Emery's home is on the highest point in town. Maki suggested going to school to play volleyball, Emili went home to get the ball, and I went too.Because Maki said: "Akiko, how about you go with Emily? You run fast." However, it's not just running, this is just Maki's excuse, to reflect her will and authority.I knew it in my heart, but it would be very troublesome to make her angry, and I usually have to rely on her, so I kept quiet and did as she said.Presumably the same goes for the other two.

I followed Emili and walked towards the castle-like apartment along the gentle slope.Emily only transferred here in April.Although she often played with her, it was the first time for the two of them to be alone.I don't like to talk, and I don't know what to say at this time, so I walked silently. Emili said, "Your clothes are so cute. Are they from Xiaopinya? I like them too." She was talking about smocks.Although I was ridiculed, I still wore it to go to the temple, but I didn't expect it to be quite suitable for me.Dad said teasingly: "Akiko looks a bit girly." Mom also said with admiration: "People who work in shopping malls just have different eyesight." I was a little flustered.

"It was only worn when going out, and I changed it to play." Mom said.But when I got home from the temple, I came out in the smock to show off to everyone. But several partners did not say anything.My brother summed up a set of unchanging rules applicable to the country people, and often told me, one of which is: "Only show envy for things that seem to be at your fingertips, and act as if you don't see things that are out of reach." ’” Maybe they followed this rule unintentionally, or maybe they weren’t interested in what I was wearing at all.Even so, it's impossible for me to take the initiative to mention it.

However, I got compliments from Emilia.Fashion girls from Tokyo are just different.It's rare to be praised, but I don't know the brand "Little Pink House". Although I am a little embarrassed, my curiosity drives me to ask.Emilia told me that this brand is mostly loose and fluffy clothes with ruffles, ribbons, bouquets or embroidery patterns, which will remind people of "Anne of Green Gables" or "Wakasa Tale", which can satisfy people who like cute Items of a girl's dream. There must be a lot of cute clothes in the store, I really want to go and have a look, it would be great if the closet is full of clothes from the small pink house, just thinking about it makes my heart thump with excitement.I actually like very girly things like this, but no one ever told me.

Because I look like a bear. Playing with French dolls was popular among girls.Everyone once drew the flower skirts they had conceived.Heart-shaped golden crowns, pink and white rose-studded skirts like flower fields, glass slippers... I drew obsessively, and everyone said in amazement: "It's amazing! Even Akiko can conceive such a cute dress ’” These kids are really rude, right? That's how I miss "cute".Bears are not for cute things, so I entertained myself inwardly and was quite content. Just praising my clothes already made me very happy, but Emilia went on to say: "I really envy Akiko, it suits such cute clothes, and I want them too, but my mother just won't buy them, saying it's not suitable for me. "

Doesn't sound like mocking. Cute clothes suit me, but not Emili?This is absolutely impossible.However, Emilia, who is tall and slender, can also wear fluffy and cute clothes, but a clean and handsome style is more suitable.On that day, Emili was wearing a very fitting black T-shirt with a pink Barbie pattern embroidered on it, and a red checkered pleated skirt on her lower body, which was very coordinated. It was such an Emilia who repeatedly praised my blouse for its beauty, with an envious expression on her face.After the excitement was over, I felt a little embarrassed, and explained inexplicably: "My aunt who works in the mall bought it for me with an internal employee discount, and my mother would not give me such expensive clothes. She always wants me to wear brother's clothes." The rest. I am very unhappy, and I have to make do with it, but I didn’t expect my mother to say that I would be fine if I were a boy.” "Oh, did you? My mother did too. She said it would be nice if I were a boy, too." "Really? How could you say that about you?" "It's true, and more than once, sadly said so many times, it's annoying." Emily pouted and looked unhappy, but I couldn't believe it.Indeed, Emili's eyes were clear and bright, with slender corners. If it was a boy, she would be very handsome. However, as a girl, she was also quite beautiful.However, thinking that Emily had the same experience, I felt strangely excited, and suddenly felt a lot closer to her.It doesn't seem like a problem to tell Emili the fact that I like cute things. I want to get closer to her, even closer. I still regret it to this day. We told each other our dissatisfaction with our respective mothers, and before we knew it, we had arrived at the apartment.Go through the guarded entrance, take the elevator to the seventh floor, and at the east end is Emery's house.She said that her home is very small, only 4LDK (referring to four bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom.), but I don't understand what LDK means. Emily rang the doorbell, and her mother came out.Her mother has a tall figure, big eyes, and is as beautiful as a female star, while my mother is short and fat.It's also "Mom". In comparison, it seems that this title is really inappropriate for my mother.I was led to the air-conditioned entrance, Emili went to her room to get a volleyball, and her mother and I were waiting there. "Thank you very much for being able to play with Emiri. The weather is so hot, and if you want to play volleyball, you can just play at home. There is a cake just delivered at home, so let's call everyone over later." Her voice was gentle and elegant, but I just curled up, froze there with a smile on my face, barely able to breathe, just afraid that if I moved, I might accidentally break things in the house, because everything in Emilia's house looked so advanced. The first time I ever felt a sore shoulder in my life was the night I visited Emery's house for the first time. Even in the entrance, I didn’t dare to breathe a sigh of relief, because the vase on the shoe cabinet reminded me of the Palace of Versailles. There was a large white ceramic pot next to the door. I don’t know if it was used for an umbrella or a simple decoration. It is also luxurious and dazzling. Reminiscent of the Parthenon. Emily walked down the corridor patting the volleyball. "Be sure to come back before six o'clock. Watch out for cars." Her mother said so, stroking her head. "Yeah, I know." Emily replied with a slight smile. I looked at this scene with some envy. For me, being touched on the head by my parents is a distant memory. Emili is really happy. Little did I know that this would be the farewell to Emili and her mother, and certainly not that I would be visiting this awkward place again hours later.