"Sister's Notes" - Chapter Eleven: Brother, I Miss You

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September is the start of the school year, and I was no exception. Just as dawn was breaking, I quietly left home alone, dragging my luggage, without waking anyone. It wasn't out of rebellion or sentimentality, but separation inevitably brings sadness. I didn't want to cry, neither did I, and I didn't want them to cry either.
I stood at the bustling school gate, watching a family of young people surrounding a girl like they were worshipping a Buddha. I, all alone, felt like an outsider in this world.
My dad once suggested that the whole family send me to school, but I refused. I can't live under my parents' wings forever; it's time for me to fly on my own, and university is the first stop I've set out for.
Before the start of the semester, I researched the university, knew where the dorms were, where classes were held, and where my roommates were from.
I used to hear people rave about how free and wonderful university was, how it was like paradise.
In reality, a university is a melting pot that produces elites, but the remaining dregs are mostly useless trash, the kind who don't even have the chance to be remade.
After listening to the professors' long, clichéd speeches, I went back to my dorm and chatted with my roommates, reminiscing about our high school days and expressing our indignation at the shortcomings of the university.
Then came military training. Military training is pretty much the same all over the world: the camouflage uniforms never fit properly, either too tight or too loose, and the military shoes are always too big. You have to put on small wings to barely wear them.
The instructors were all young, some even younger than me. Fortunately, they were quite dedicated, and no shocking incidents like instructors confessing their feelings to students occurred.
Taking advantage of my relatively active performance during military training, I managed to secure a minor position in my class. When the school's student union began recruiting new members, I also participated in the interviews. After rounds of screening, I finally became a member of the student union.
The so-called "cadres" were truly dedicated to their duties. Whenever there was an event, the senior students would send us a text message or make a phone call to instruct us to move tents, tables, and set up the venue.
When I got back to my dorm, I was so exhausted I was practically a dead man. I was just about to wash up and go to sleep, but a message from my girlfriend forced me to fight off my sleepiness, pick up my phone, and chat with her to relieve her exam stress.
But the conversations were all about trivial things, like what I did today, who I met, and the first thing I asked every day was "What are you doing?" and the last thing I asked every day was "Goodnight." After a while, I got annoyed. It felt like a primary school student handing in homework or completing daily tasks.
I was the one who brought up breaking up first. She was a little surprised and told me not to joke around, but my mind was made up. I told her to study hard in her senior year of high school and try to get into a good university.
After I deleted her from my friends list and blacklisted her phone, the world finally became quiet. Afterwards, I felt a little regretful; this was probably the punishment for my impulsiveness. But I will never beg for reconciliation or anything like that.
A week after the breakup, she added me as a friend on a secondary account. I thought about it and accepted. We no longer chatted every day like before. I would ignore her messages and only reply occasionally.
One day, my phone suddenly received a video call from my mother via WeChat. I call home every week, but this is the first time I've contacted her via WeChat. Is my mother planning to monitor my life on WeChat Moments?
After pressing the confirmation button, what appeared on the screen was not the mother's face, but a smiling little face.
"Brother, I miss you!"
"I miss you too, Mimi."
"Brother, is university fun?"
"It's quite fun."
"Then why do you look so miserable? Did your girlfriend dump you?"
My sister's words hit the nail on the head, leaving me speechless.
"Brother, why aren't you saying anything? Did I guess right?"
My sister's gloating expression made me want to reach across the screen and tap her on the head.
"You're half right, I dumped her."
"So my brother doesn't have a girlfriend now!" she said excitedly.
"right."
The younger sister quickly shouted, "Mom, Mom, I have good news for you! My brother broke up with his girlfriend!"
"What! Su Mu, did you get your head stuck in a door? Do you know how hard it is to find a girlfriend these days? Break up with me? Who gave you the courage! How could I have given birth to such a stupid son..." My mother snatched the phone and started scolding me. I didn't even dare to lift my head.
When Mom said she was tired, I secretly looked up at the screen and saw my little sister covering her mouth and giggling like a little devil, her little shoulders shaking. She was so cute.

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