About my hopeless brother and sister

My relationship with Qin Lan was, in retrospect, really ill-fated. I don't know why the Qin Lan at that time did that to me, but I'm no longer willing to ask the reason. The reason for this should also be quite a painful memory for Qin Lan, the tears that Qin Lan shed on me because of this kind of thing is a kind of torture every time, now, we have reached a basic tacit understanding, that is, is that no one will talk about this matter again.

It seemed that nothing had ever happened between us per se.

When her eyes drifted over gently, she looked at me, frowned, and said, "Why are you looking at me."

"Nothing."

I returned my gaze and took a sip of water. When she moved, her legs naturally rested on my lap, and her exquisite jade-like feet just rubbed against my leg. I had to raise my glass to avoid her kicking my glass and spilling the water.

"Che, if you don't want to look at me, you want to see Murthy?"

The eyes drifted over again with a heavy scowl. It's like seeing a cockroach, well, if you see a cockroach, you'll still scream, but that's if you see me, you just want to pick up a slipper and shoot me to death. I do remember this look, I used to look at you with this look before.

"What does it have to do with Wu Moxie."

I helplessly took a sip of water, I always felt that after this time out, Wu Mo Xi's mention rate was much higher on Qin Lan and her side. I don't know what kind of intelligence network the girls had before, but I always had the feeling that if I was seen by one of them going out with Wu Mo Xi today, my door would be blocked again when I went back home.

"You're getting closer and closer with Mohee, walking back together holding hands and wearing a wedding dress, are you planning to dress like that when you get married too?"

She grunted, then dropped the phone and kicked me hard in the face with her foot up and chucked it so hard that it was perfect for a queen crush, if you reversed the ninety degrees of the scene we were in. I'm guessing it'll make a lot of Shakespearean M's scream. So y'all go ahead and scream, but first, let's get Chin-Lan's feet back.

"Obviously before and I were walking hand in hand together, you're now going to Mo Xi, I really don't understand which point you've fallen for Mo Xi, because Mo Xi's chutzy appearance has made you, a lustful Pi, spring to life?"

She was so relentlessly hard, I probably would have kicked her over.

"What are you angry about, it doesn't matter if you're holding hands, right, didn't we used to go to various places hand in hand?"

I was kicking, somewhat indistinctly.

"So how about that, you've gone and pulled Mohee's hand, pervert, sexist Pi, rascal, asshole."

Each name was followed by a kick, I sighed and sat farther away, then said, "Don't get so worked up about this kind of thing, we'll go down to the grocery store later hand in hand if you want."

She stopped her feet for a moment and then took them back, she sat up and said, "Okay, it's a deal, I'll go put on my makeup."

Hey Hey Maiden I casually say just you don't take it seriously ah, I just make such a metaphor just you don't take it so seriously ah, really ah, hand in hand to go grocery shopping this implicit confidence is really too much ah. This is not because of the activity, if we said hand in hand together to buy groceries 100% will be interpreted as cohabitation ah.

It's true that Qin Lan and I used to have no problem holding hands, but I used to have to hold hands, but that's all in the past. However, the current Qin Lan has done a lot more than hold hands with me, and I still have palpitations from the last incident in the hospital. If it wasn't for Qin Lan not knowing what to do next, I'd probably have stooped to living with Qin Lan by now.

If only Qin Lan knew a little more....

Uncle, listen to my explanation although you may not believe that this child really wasn't what I wanted, it really wasn't my fault it was Qin Lan who started it! Really! Sister, listen to me!

My brain conjured up a big scene of soap opera ethics. Luckily, Qin Lan was still pure, though a bit more ferocious.

I sat to the side and actually felt my own heartbeat speeding up. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to make it, but I'm sure that I'm going to be able to make it. It really had been a long time since Qin Lan and I had held hands, and if it came to that, I had held hands with Wu Mo Xi even more often instead.

"Alright, Qin Feng, let's go."

Qin Lan's makeup was actually so fast this time that she even put on her coat for going out, which scared me. I took a closer look at Qin Lan after putting on her makeup, it was so fast to get it done ah, so what was the reason you made me wait so long before! Because of what! You tell me! Why did it have to take so long before you could finish so soon!

"Ah, oh..."

I awkwardly stood up and walked over to Qin Lan, who, with a wry smile, stretched out her left hand to look at me and said, "Didn't we agree to go down holding hands, come on, start right now."

"Ah, really... really..."

"So you think it's fake? Do you think I'm joking? You're the one who brought it up, hurry."

Qin Lan was a little impatient. I gulped down my saliva and carefully reached out my hand, gently grasping Qin Lan's hand. Qin Lan's hand was larger than Wu Moxie's, it didn't have the soft touch of Wu Moxie's, but was more like the touch of a person's skin, Qin Lan's hand was cooler, but her skin was very smooth, holding it in my hand almost slipped out of my hand. The shape of her hand was very beautiful, the ten fingers were slender and the surface was smooth without any scars, like ivory and jade.

I remembered that in ancient times there were perverts who liked beautiful hands, if Qin Lan had been in the past, she would have been arrested and had her hand chopped off.

I gently held her hand, and Qin Lan's fingers moved nimbly, escaping from my hand and crossing my ten fingers with mine.

I looked at Qin Lan, who was smiling at me with a little redness on her face, and said, "What's wrong? Shake hands, uncomfortable?"

"Ah...no...just, just this way..."

"It doesn't matter how it's all handshakes. Come on, let's go."

With her fingers tangled around me, she won't let me part at all anymore, and it's impossible for me to unilaterally try to let go. But I still feel like she's timing it wrong, and right now then, I need to put on my shoes....

I sighed as I nimbly put the boots on with one hand, and I wasted a lot of effort to get the two-legged walk on. She stood to the side and just watched me patiently, knowing that I could put them on quickly if I let go, but she was dead set against letting go.

I felt like there was no way I was going to be able to pull my hand out except to finish the grocery shopping.

"Let's go."

She seemed happy to walk outside and take my hand like she was holding a dog. Well, I don't mean to denigrate myself, because a face as bitter as mine is like a woodchuck that doesn't want to go home. I feel like a dog would be an apt description of me.

The elevator came down and thankfully there was no one in it. The first time I saw her, she was in a good mood and had a smile on her lips that she didn't even want to hide. For Qin Lan, is it a pleasure to go grocery shopping with me?

I think it should be, Qin Lan, maybe like me.

When I stepped out of the elevator, it was the glorious winter sun outside, but it wasn't warm. The grandmothers in thick cotton coats were basking in the sun, and a few adults were in front of a chess board, thinking about how to make their next move. Children in down jackets were running around in the dead grass. It was a meadow that was not allowed to be trampled, but now it was a playground for children to spread their joy.

Qin Lan and I were holding hands and walking happily with a smile on our faces, and I all felt, that is, Qin Lan didn't have a tail, or else Qin Lan's tail could be used as a fan at this time.

The actual reason for this is because of the fact that there are a lot of people who are not in the same age group as me, and I'm not in the same age group as you. I'm the only one who thinks about such things.

I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that.

When she took my hand, she looked at me and said excitedly, "What are we eating for lunch today? What are you eating?"

"What do you think? Now that you're here, make what you want to eat."

"I'd like to eat...um..."

The eyes picked up a bit, I guess they were thinking about what to eat for lunch. To put it in perspective, since she hadn't been home for such a long time, there was a lot of things to buy for this meal, basically everything had to be bought to make it work.

"Let's have boiled fish, I want to eat your boiled fish."

"Good."

I nodded, well, it's not that hard to make, just have the fish seller or lady clean up the fish properly, and then go buy a seasoning packet, if you have the time, you can prepare it yourself, except if you do, I might not be able to prepare it that tasty.

"Come on then, let's go buy the fish."

She took my hand and walked over to the back of the market where the fish was sold. Although I don't have a problem with eating boiled fish, I really hate the taste of the side that sells fish. Although I grew up in a city by the sea, I still go to seafood products with no resistance to the fishy smell, rather, I get sick when I smell it.

Sure enough, no one noticed us. I'm relieved, also, who's fine all day long would care if people are holding hands or not, and besides, holding hands is not a problem. I felt that my initial thoughts were a bit nerve-wracking, and shook my head helplessly, and also shook Qin Lan's hand a bit harder.

Qin Lan seemed to notice my exertion and held my hand even harder as well.

We continued to walk inside, and there were fewer people inside than outside, with the outside being mainly fruits and vegetables and the inside being meat and fish. I don't know why it was so divided, but there weren't as many people inside as there were outside.

We had just reached the first butcher shop when I saw, what seemed to be, a girl with her back to us, carefully looking at the texture of the meat. How did this girl's back feel, so familiar?