Cancer Aquarius matches his sister.

? Are you a believer in five-element divination, constellation pairing and tarot puzzle?

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People in the 1960s didn't have constellations! According to my mother, when my father and I got married, we found a fortune teller to match my horoscope. The conclusion is: inappropriate. But they got married, quarreled for so many years, and didn't get divorced. Therefore, fortune tellers are not allowed. Later, I accidentally discovered that my father is a standard Aquarius and my mother is a serious Scorpio. The two constellations make do together. Which prediction model should I trust? Anyway, in their contradictory mode, two other constellations were born: I, Cancer! My little brother, Aquarius.

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? Everyone says that the water bottle is a symbol of wisdom. I'm sure. I didn't see how smart my dad was anyway. Maybe it's my mother. But my dad is definitely a down-to-earth good man, and he often loves to suffer from the axis. In my childhood memory, my father was skilled in manual work and carpentry, and made furniture and toys on a whim. What I like to do is to devote myself wholeheartedly and concentrate wholeheartedly. My mother has always been a leader, and I often tell my father all kinds of ideas and ideas, but I just turn a deaf ear.

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? There is no doubt that my little brother has been very clever since he was a child. I guided him before he became sensible.

Me: "This centipede has cut off its clip, you catch it!" " "

Brother: "Sister, it bit me and bled!" " "

Later, I learned that the cut land was only the tentacles on its head.

After being sensible, bullying me is basically his responsibility, which may be a punishment for my wrong leadership when I was a child.

? As an adult, he is more mature than me. He is more popular in speaking and more serious in doing things. The whole feeling came up at once. Anyway, it's my favorite dish.

? After several years of military training, I instantly created a big boy and an adult. Every time you tell me all kinds of experiences, I will gush.

Brother: "Sister, do you know? After the pull ring of the Grenade is pulled open, it must be thrown out, and the lead should be detached from the index finger, otherwise the consequences will be very serious. "

? Me: "Your comrade-in-arms was bombed?"

? Brother: "No, the Grenade fell at his feet, and the monitor pushed him into the ditch."

This is a crisis of improperly operated recruits. Fortunately, no innocent people are hurt.

Brother: "Sister, in the last exam, I gave a comrade-in-arms a score of 100, and was later discovered by the monitor."

? Me: "Did you hit your comrade-in-arms?"

? Brother: "no, I was slapped with a belt!" If we don't get full marks, we will be severely punished. I admit that I sheltered him. "

? It was a deliberate mistake. He was beaten by himself.

? The other is handmade, and he is quite good at it. During those years in the army, I received many tank models, airplane models made of shell casings, magazines and glass beads, and love gifts for girls.

I think that if we are brothers and sisters in this life, we can be lovers in the next life.

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That's what I thought before I met Blackie! I don't think so since I met blackie. Because I can choose him as my lover in this life, I don't have to wait for the next life. He is a clever water bottle.

? Xiaohe can also make models, and he looks awesome! He patiently made tanks and soldiers during World War II, as well as postwar ruins and muddy puddles. Wear and rust on tanks, wrinkles and injuries on soldiers' clothes. He can carve it with a tool knife, paint it with pigment and spray it out layer by layer. He can concentrate on planting hay on the ground one by one, just like the hair on his head. Every detail is unambiguous, even the veins stood out on the back of a soldier's hand because of the cold, and the blush on his cheek. Every detail has been carefully checked. I often sit in front of my own model and forget to eat and sleep. I am still close to my children, and I love them more than my lover. I exist like a god.

It is said that men are handsome when they do things seriously, but I don't see how handsome they are. I can't see any other tricks except black fat, but the more I look at it, the more I like it. The more I look at them, the more I can't move, the more I can't open my eyes, the more poisoned I am, and the more addicted I am!

? Blackie: "You have bubbles in your head. I don't want to talk to you. "

? Me: "Say it again, I am in a hurry with you."

? Blackie: "Your head is half water and half flour. Shake it and it will paste! " "

? Me: "Say it again ..."

Our dialogue mode is generally so straightforward, sometimes it makes me question my life and want to eat more walnuts to make up for it!

However, such a passionate person-the son who repairs bicycles next door-had a car accident not long ago, concussed and was in a daze!

Therefore, I want to be a good brother and sister with Aquarius in this life! Intimacy, just don't say anything, blood is thicker than water. Think about how to evolve into a couple in the next life.

Occasionally, on weekends, I often look after him. Every time I go, I see him staring at the model he made. Not a word!