About my hopeless brother and sister

The younger brother hugged Wu Mo Xi's arm, raised his head, looked at Wu Mo Xi, and laughed loudly. Wu Moxie stayed looking outside, it was already very late at this time of the night. As a child, especially a girl, at this time, it was better not to go out. Also, right now, he was not feeling well, he seemed to have a bit of a cold and a headache.

"Don't go, brother, after all, it's already late at this time, get ready for bed."

Wu Moxie sighed and gently said to his brother.

"Don't don't don't! I just want my sister to go out with me!"

The younger brother yelled and hugged Wu Mo Xi's arm hard, shaking and spoiling. Wu Moxie covered her forehead, this time of the year, she really had a good headache. Obviously, he was a girl and had a headache, but he didn't understand anything at all. Wu Moxie couldn't even be angry at her brother because, if she was angry, the one who would be scolded would definitely be herself.

"Don't pester me okay, brother, go find mom and dad, my sister has a bit of a headache."

Wu Moxie covered her forehead, using the last of her patience and strength, she reassured her brother and said.

"Don't don't come on, mom and dad at this time will definitely not let me go, so sis you just go out with me, sis sis!"

Her brother was shaking Wu Mo Xi desperately, Wu Mo Xi felt like her head was being hit desperately with a hammer, and she was dizzy before her eyes. Wu Moxie was a girl who didn't like to be angry, or rather, because of her years of patience, she had lost the emotion of anger, but at this time, she was finally, still angry.

"Don't you keep pestering me! Didn't I tell you I've got a headache? What are you eating in the middle of the night? Is food all you think about? Can't you think about me? You're usually making enough noise!!!"

Wu Moxie growled as hard as he could, pushing his brother off his arm as hard as he could, to put it in perspective, but this was a bigger child than this one had yet to grow up, and his brother staggered back two steps, hitting the back of his head hard against the corner of the desk with a muffled thud.

"Waaaahhhh!!!"

Blood and tears as well as shouts flowed at the same time.

Wu Mo Xi stayed looking at his brother's head as a stream of blood flowed out and dripped onto the floor. The younger brother sat dumbly on the floor, crying out.

"Sister! Sister! Ouch! Ouch!"

My brother bawled on the floor, and with the direction of feeling, reached out to his sister, hoping for a hug.

"What's wrong? What's going on!?"

The father anxiously pushed open the door and saw his brother sitting on the floor crying, and the dumbstruck standing Wu Mo Xi, he immediately understood things and threw his hands.

Wu Moxie just felt that all his sensations, for an instant, were gone.

The sharp pain from the left side of his face as well as the confusing dizziness were the only sensations he had. The sense of direction, hearing, smell, and sight, all of them were lost in an instant. It just felt as if, you had fallen heavily to the ground.

"No! Don't hit your sister!!!"

My brother's cries seemed to come from far away. The seeming emptiness, accompanied by a raging ringing in your own ears, echoed in your own brain. In front of his own eyes, there was a thick white fog, and he could see nothing, not the crying brother, not the angry father, himself.

There was a sharp pain in the abdomen, as if he had been kicked hard again, his own stomach churned violently, as if his whole body had been turned upside down, and something flowed out of the corner of his mouth that he couldn't suppress, what was it? Was it something you ate, or stomach acid, or saliva, or blood?

Himself completely unaware of it.

"Don't hit my sister! It's not my sister's fault! I love my sister! Don't hit her!"

A distant voice, again. A gently damp warmth came from one side of the hand, or perhaps it was the little hand, desperately, holding his own.

"Sister! Sister!!! I'm begging you! Wake up! Sister...Sister I was wrong...Sister I was wrong...Sister I beg you, I was wrong...Sister I was wrong!"

"Brother...brother..."

It was the last thing you said at that time.

My brother carries his wounds, but still tries to protect himself. You let your brother be wounded, and still your brother cried out, searching for himself.

What is it like to be a creature like a brother? Or rather, what would a creature like a brother bring to a sister?

Wu Moxie quietly looked at her brother who was pillowed on her thigh, breathing slowly, and smiled softly. Gently stroked his younger brother's head, younger brother has, turned into a mature teenager ah. The younger brother has also been able to, when something happens to him, to carry himself back, not far away. The younger brother has been able, to give himself ideas, to protect himself. When you are in trouble yourself, one thinks of your brother and the other of the boy.

The brother, this creature, is a creature that makes you conflicted. You get angry with him, you get angry with him, and you can even become a shrew because of him. But when he smiles, you laugh like an idiot, and when he pets you sometimes, you're happy. And when he leaves you, you feel worried, you miss him, and you completely forget that you've cursed him so many times for letting him go.

A brother is a contradictory creature.

But so was my sister.

No matter how much she hated her brother before, but when she smiled in front of her, she wanted to hold him in her arms.

"Sis?"

My brother moved to open his eyes, looked at Wu Moxie's jaw, frowned, and called out.

"Well, what's wrong?"

Wu Moxie lowered her head, looked at her brother, and asked with a smile.

"It's nothing, you recently learned to cook with someone else, for Brother Qin Feng, right?"

The corner of his brother's mouth showed a bad smile and said, "Sister must be a very good wife like that! What? You haven't confessed to Qin Feng yet? Hurry up and go, Brother Qin Feng will definitely agree."

"Don't...don't talk nonsense! I...I...haven't..."

Wu Moxie's face turned red for a moment and lightly patted her brother's forehead in anger.

"Oh, yeah... Sister, you have to be more proactive too."

The younger brother sat up, looked at his sister, laughed bitterly, and then said, "Well, since you've learned how to cook, you can't just let Qin Feng eat alone, sister, you can cook for me too." "It's evening, if you're hungry, I'll go out and buy you something to eat."

Wu Moxie looked at her brother and said, not too kindly, "I made it, it's not very good... and it's totally made for Qin Feng put..."

"No, how can you go out as a girl at this time of night, sis?"

The younger brother patted Wu Moxie's head, frowned, and said, "Sister you also need to have self-awareness as a girl ah, how can you just go out at night. Just make something, as long as it's made by your sister, even if it's instant noodles, it's delicious."

"Cut the crap... If I make it, you'll have to finish it ah."

Wu Moxie's face blushed as she apologetically knocked her brother's head, then stood up and sighed.

"How what? Sister is thinking it would be nice if Brother Qin Feng could talk like me, right? Isn't it?"

When his brother poked his sister with a bad smile, Wu Mo Xi's little plan was poked, and he slapped his brother's head in annoyance, then said, "Ah! Really! Any more talk and you won't get it done!"

"Okay, okay, I was wrong I was wrong."

The younger brother smiled and relaxed on the couch. Wu Moxie looked at her brother and laughed softly.

Well, it was for Qin Feng though.

However.

It doesn't matter if you give it to your own brother.

Wu Moxi, gently took out the dish that he had made in his bag, at Song Yixin's house.