About my hopeless brother and sister

Hey, hey, hey, hey, I'm not feeling too good about this sudden and inciting emotion. The president's hand gently stroked my head, I slightly closed my eyes, no resistance. The president's hand is soft and warm, once was such a pair of hands to hold me, accompany me through the year, gradually, I no longer need to look up at my sister, my sister can also no longer accompany me to school, I can stand in front of my sister, help her push away the boys pestering her.

Lin Yiran laughed softly, also put down her chopsticks, looked at me and said, "If my sister is so beautiful, there should be many boys pursuing her."

"It's really unfortunate that there aren't many."

"I see it's because of the black-faced Qin Feng, right, haha."

Lin Yiran looked at me and said with a smile, "Qin Feng influences my sister at a glance, right."

"Yeah, but when a person becomes a habit around you, you can't live your life without him."

My sister gently took my arm, looked at Lin Yiran and said softly, "For me, my life is my brother's life, I don't have any idea, as long as Qin Feng, who I took care of growing up, can be happy, I'll be satisfied."

Well... is that so... don't suddenly incite at a time like this, okay, this kind of serious incitement makes it hard for me to respond, you're obviously just a pervert okay, can you act like a pervert, suddenly an incitement let me do what? And now I get to hold your chest and cry?

Lin Yiran laughed softly and said nothing, but he didn't pick up the chopsticks again either. The president just held my arm, and didn't move again, the whole scene was suddenly awkward down, except for the boiling pot tossing, there was no more sound.

After staying for such a few seconds, I coughed, stood up, and said, "If you've all finished eating, I'll clean up."

Lin Yiran looked up at me with a tired-looking smile, nodded, and said, "Okay, but I want to go wipe my face first."

"Well, there are unopened towels in the left drawer of the sink."

When Qin Lan came to the house in the first place, although I had objected, I went ahead and prepared something that Qin Lan might need. Is it possible that I'm a man of oral integrity? I don't believe it!

The president stood up, stretched, and stood next to me, watching me clear the table...hey hey hey you're just watching aren't you? You're this family can't you help me....hey hey hey!!!! Don't move, that pot is hot! Hey, hey, hey, don't mix the meat with the vegetables! Hey hey hey...forget about it you'd better go to the living room.

Dismissing the chairman who was doing something, the chairman pouted his lips in displeasure, then stepped back and said, "Obviously you first dismissed people for not doing something, and you still dismiss them for doing something. Brother, unreasonable."

"My bad, I forgot something very important, shutting down a bloodthirsty layman can't do anything." I sighed, then said.

"To say the least, brother what are you going to do about your club. Lin Yiran signed up for it."

She put her chin on my shoulder and said.

The long thin hair gently tussled my face, the soothing breathing of the president echoed rhythmically in my ears, and also brought slightly greasy lips to rub back and forth around my cheeks. It seemed like I could still breathe in the faint scent.

I shook my head, then said, "Lin Yiran is available to help, but for some reason Wu Moxie refused and Wu Moxie is angry."

The president grunted thoughtfully, then straightened up from my back and said, "Why don't you go ask Wu Mo Xi out on New Year's Day and apologize."

"Ahhhh? Why, I don't think I had anything to do with it, and I didn't do anything wrong why should I apologize?"

Somewhat puzzled, I picked up the pot hard and headed to the kitchen.

"Well...actually, there are times when good intentions don't always do the trick."

"What does that have to do with me?"

"Well, well, well..."

The president rubbed his head in dissatisfaction, then said, "It doesn't count as an apology, so go hang out with Wu Mo Xi."

"Why would I want to go out with Wu Mo Xie? There's no reason..."

"Where do you get so many whys... Don't you think that Wu Mo Xi is in dire need of a person to reassure at this time? If Wu Mo Xi needs help at this time, shouldn't you, who has been helping her, take it up again?"

I sighed, poured out the soup, then picked up the brush and said, "I don't feel like I'm obligated to help to the end."

"But there are times when you just need to help to the end, otherwise, who would you have Wu Mo Xi depend on?"

It sounded like the chairman was supposed to have gone over to the couch and laid down.

"By the way, Yatran hasn't been out for so long, don't you think you should go over there?"

The president's voice came from over there, and I was slightly stunned, it seemed true, if it was just a face wipe, I should have been out by this time. But why, hadn't it come out yet?

There was clearly a hint of snickering in the president's voice, and my heart was a little scared, a smile that made me really panic.

I put down the pot I had brushed, washed my hands, walked to the door of the washroom, knocked on the door, and asked, "Lin Yiran? Lin Yiran? What's the problem?"

"........"

It was quiet in there, no response, nothing, no sound of water, no answering sound. I was a little panicked, reasonable enough, wiping my face wouldn't have that kind of problem.

I gently pushed the door open and looked carefully. Lin stood silently by the dresser, holding the freshly opened towel in his hand. I was relieved that it didn't look like there was any problem, and I walked in.

On the dressing table, from large to small, were, cosmetics.

All of it, Chin-Lan's.

Qin Lan used to live in the house, so, these things, were not packed.

And this look was telling Lin Yiran that Qin Lan, had once lived here, in the house.

Lin Yiran gently turned her head, with a smile, a strange smile, blue eyes that seemed to shatter into something strange, she looked at me, gently walked up to me, looked at me, took a deep breath, trembled and asked.

"Qin Lan, how long have you lived in your place?"

"You and Qin Lan, what happened?"

"Isn't it, like, bothering you guys when I get back?"

"You and Qin Lan, in the end, what is the relationship."

Lin Yiran's hand, gently, reached out to my face, she held my face, looked at me, looked at me, just looked at me, she didn't cry, she didn't make a scene, but, her eyes, seemed to shatter something, something animated.

I stared at Lin Yiran and opened my mouth, not knowing what I should answer. The cosmetics were lined up, like a Qin Lan's face with a winning smile. For Lin Yiran, his best friend, and his fiancé, had lived together, maybe for a day, maybe for a month, maybe, until yesterday.

"I..."

I didn't know what I should say, or how to say it. The face hovered in front of me, Qin Lan, Qin Lan, had been here, lived here for a while. Do I count this as, like, cheating?

Lin Yiran's hand, gently dropping her tears, softly flowed out. She clenched it into a fist and pounded my chest so hard that the sound of collapse broke through the dike, and

"You explain! Explain it to me! You give me a reason! You can make up any reason you want! I like you! I like you! You can just make up any reason to fool me, I'll believe whatever you say ah, you lie to me also shows that you care about me ah, you like this, you like this, isn't it, isn't it... doesn't care about me at all ah!"

I didn't say a word, I didn't know how to go about explaining it, could this be explained as my sister's? Or how about the fact that it's something Qinlan owns but Qinlan doesn't even live there? Lin Yiran pushed me away hard and ran away covering his face, followed by the sound of a heavy door slamming.

"Yah lee yah lee, what a funny scene, it's like the rightful wife catching the mistress and then crashing back to her mother's house. But for the younger brother, who's the rightful wife?"

I stood still, and the chairman's voice, with an overwhelming laugh, came through.

"Sister."

I softly, called out.

"Well?"