About my hopeless brother and sister

The president looked up at me, cringed a little in fear, and said, "Refused...refused...because..."

"No need to because, it's fine."

I sat down, took a big sip of milk, closed my eyes and silently felt the sweet smell of milk, well, the world is a wonderful place right? There's nothing to be upset about anymore, right right. Reasonably, I knew I wouldn't agree, although I don't know where I got this confidence from, but I still don't think that my sister would agree.

If I agree, I'll really be lunchtime already.

I opened my eyes and looked at the chairman, then said, "Well, I don't really care how you say no, but I'm quite worried about your mental state right now."

The chairman smiled, handed out the cup, gently reached out and touched my head, and said, "Thank you brother. No need to worry too much about me."

"Don't you know that when you talk like that, it worries me even more?"

I leaned forward and gently reached out, hugging the chairman and placing his head gently on my chest, feeling my sister's somewhat uneasy breathing. Gently patting her back, I said, "It's okay Sis, I won't leave you."

My sister trembled violently in my arms and she reached out fiercely and hugged me tightly and tightly. She didn't speak, but her breathing was suddenly violent. My body became shaky from the force of my master's efforts, and I held my sister, not moving.

I knew.

This is supposed to be, the feeling of loneliness.

Ever since we were little, my sister and I, we've only had each other.

The only embrace we've been able to cry in has been each other.

The reason why we hug each other tightly at night is because, surrounded by a cold world, there is only each other's arms filled with warmth.

We only have each other.

Even now I have my own peers, and even now my sister has her own student council.

But inwardly, we were all just each other when we were small, hugging each other tightly among the adults in black. There was no one else, nowhere else, as if the whole world had abandoned itself to the outside world, no one around itself, and the only thing we could see was each other.

The feeling of loneliness.

That was the source of the anger I felt when I knew my sister would have a boyfriend, I didn't know how she would feel, but now, I could feel it, the intense loneliness inside her.

It's all the same, isn't it. My sister and I, both of us, are afraid that the other will leave.

I don't want to see my sister leave, and my sister, too, doesn't want to see me leave.

Is it because of, Lin Yiran's arrival?

"It's okay, sister, I'm still here."

I hugged my sister, carefully, and said in her ear.

My sister didn't reply, but hugged me tightly, in my chest, trembling violently.

It was, suppressing a cry. I remember my sister telling me that she would not cry in front of me, because when I was little, I would be especially sad if my sister was sad. My sister was always smiling in front of me, to keep me from being sad. Even now, after all these years, I have grown up, she will not, cry in front of me.

Because, now, I am just as painful if my sister cries in front of me.

There's nothing I can do about it, I said I wouldn't comfort anyone, and if my presence is all it takes to calm my sister down, then let me hold her for as long as I want. Whether it's an hour or two hours or days and years. I just wish I could be so, so close to holding her.

My sister gripped me tightly, as if she was worried I would run away. Her trembling was calming, but she still wouldn't lift her head.

"Brother...obviously just a brother."

I slapped my sister gently, and for a long time, she was in my chest, dull.

"Aren't you just a pervert, too."

I laughed softly and said.

"Nasty, what kind of person says that about their sister."

"Who makes you always do this to me on a regular basis."

My sister gently lifted her head from my arms and looked up at me from very close to me, her beautiful eyes shining with a glittering light. She reached up and wiped her own eyes, looking at me and smiling softly.

........

I admit, my heart beat faster.

"Nah, brother."

My sister looked at me and asked gently.

"What?"

"Tonight, let's sleep together."

"Coming up here is such a perverted request."

I sighed and patted my sister's head gently, then looked her in the eye and said, "Yes I can, but don't do anything weird to me while I'm sleeping."

"Huh?! What? ! That means you know all the strange things I've done to you before!"

"What have you done! Hurry up! Tell me and I'll see what happens and I'll find a way to give you a good thrashing!"

"Nuff said! Absolutely not! I'll die if I tell you!"

"I'll let you die if you don't tell me!"

Well, that's probably the sister, too.

I don't admit that I'm sister-controlled, I don't have those kinds of feelings for my sister, right.

We are brother and sister, and although this sister is usually a bit perverted, she is always able to come in handy at critical times. It's because I have this strong sister that I can, therefore, live the life I want.

I could have turned on my sister who was sexually molesting me countless times, but when I needed her, she was there, holding me tightly.

This life, I think, is good enough.

Chapter 87 about my strange green plum and fiancée.

"So, you're late again."

She was sitting on the couch, playing with her new laptop and not looking up.

I looked over there with some trepidation as I stood by the door to change my shoes and clean up the mess Qin Lan's shoes had made, then said, "Don't just drop the computer this time ah..."

When she looked up at me, she said, "Ah, that time was an accident. Well... after all, I'm not very angry this time, and besides, I don't have the money to buy a new one for a while..."

I don't know if Qin Lan is willing to bring up what happened before, after all, Qin Lan was not mentally stable at that time, and the things she did could easily become black history and be treasured by me forever, but Qin Lan doesn't seem to have any resistance to what happened during that time now.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, there's something wrong with that sentence, huh, Turok? For you, you still don't have money to buy a computer?