About my hopeless brother and sister

This guy is so baffling, I don't even know what he's angry about, he's angry for absolutely no reason at all. It feels like he's just looking for me to take it out on, but why should I be used to take it out on you....

He took a deep breath and seemed to hold his breath even more after hearing me out, but didn't continue to say anything, but leaned down and propped his elbows on the table and asked in a low voice, "So, you and Qin Lan, you're not actually dating right."

"How could that be...?"

As I said this, I glanced at Lin Yiran on the other side, who was frowning and flipping through a dictionary at that moment. Well, Lin Yiran had no problem communicating, but when it came to writing and reading, Lin Yiran was struggling a bit. Moreover, Lin Yiran's holiday homework was almost a meltdown, and she complained to me many times. But maybe it was because Uncle Lin and the school had instructed her, so there was no consequence for Lin Yiran's failure to turn in her homework.

The class president seemed to have noticed my eyes and also looked at Lin Yiran, nodded thoughtfully and said, "Yes, you have Lin Yiran, so what's your relationship with Qin Lan?"

What do I have to do with her and you?

As much as I wanted to spit it out like that, I decided not to irritate him any further, and I shook my head and said, "We're just close childhood sweethearts, nothing more."

"That's right."

His eyes traveled a bit, as if he was thinking about something. He stroked his chin, then nodded and said, "So, who did you decide to vote for in this class president election?"

"Huh? And the whole class president election thing?"

Shut up! Don't ask me about it! Don't you know I'm confused about what to do right now too? Now you're asking me what I want? Don't count on it, I'm not going to give it to you! If I gave you I'd be arrested and beaten alive by both sides of the aisle. I definitely wouldn't have voted for you, and no, this wasn't about our personal grudge issue.

The class bell finally rang and I sighed heavily. Xiang Zhe gently lifted his head and looked at the chemistry teacher who was walking to the top of the lectern with a very confused look. I pushed him and said, "Call me when the teacher comes."

To Zhe nodded.

Usually, it should be the other way around....

I was obviously in class, but my sleep was extraordinarily silent, and I didn't think or dream anything. Even though the classroom wasn't quiet, I didn't wake up. He said later that the way I fell asleep at that time was as peaceful as a dead person, and that it would be perfect if I could have a national flag covered.

Well, I also felt that I would really be at peace if I couldn't handle what happened next.

And because of that, I wasted another lesson. When I woke up again, it was to a scent I was familiar with that spurred me on. I opened my eyes to find, Qin Lan sitting in the seat in front of me, one hand supporting my face, the other gently pulling at my bangs. There was an ambiguous smile on her lips, the kind of smile that makes everyone look at it and think, "Ah this couple is so sweet"!

"What for?"

I sat up abruptly and saved my hair from Qin Lan's hands. She withdrew her hands, folded them on the table and said with a small smile, "Come out here for a minute, I need to talk."

"Ah, oh, okay."

I obediently followed Qin Lan outside, and Qin Lan didn't really choose a place, just the window at the end of the hallway. The two of us stood against the ledge, and Qin Lan looked over her shoulder, her single ponytail bobbing gently, and said, "So, who are you giving your ticket to? Don't say you didn't think about it. There are only two people you can choose from for this kind of problem."

You're being a bit direct, Miss Qin Lan. Coming up here and asking me this kind of question, and you know how I would definitely say it in this kind of environment, right?

"How do you think I can answer if you come up here and ask me this question?"

"I'd like to hear your truthful answer that I won't be angry, anyway."

"Do you think I'd believe a girl who said something like 'I won't be angry'?"

"Cut."

She laughed and reached out to pinch my waist with a vengeance. I sighed, looked up at the wall, and said, "I don't know what I should do, although you might think I'm being pretentious, but I really don't want to muddle through this. Because, I've already been told that I'm toying with you."

"Ah, who said that?"

She puffed out a laugh, looking like she was desperately trying to hold back her laughter, covering her stomach and forcing herself not to burst out laughing. I watched helplessly as she shivered from holding in her laughter until she burst into tears. Hey hey hey it's rude of me for you to want to laugh so much on an issue like this.

"I'm sorry sorry, I just thought that person must not know you very well, how could you have the guts and the leisure to do that."

She wiped the heavy teardrops from her own eyelashes and smiled.

Well, this person can't say that she doesn't know me, she's also seen you go crazy. I don't know what she thinks of you, but I have a bad impression in her mind right now anyway.

And I admit I don't have the leisure, but how do you know I don't have the guts! Me...me! I...haven't really got the guts....

"Whatever, I'm going to have to think about this election anyway,"

I said with a sigh.

The smile on her face faded away, and she leaned back against the window sill, looked at the ceiling, and said, "I'm just telling you to come out here because I'm talking to you about this. If you vote, so be it..."

The bell rang, the rush and bustle of running feet, the students running out from all over the place, returning to their nests like homing finches. I walked to the classroom with Qin Lan, I didn't understand Qin Lan's last words, what she wanted.

However, I don't think Qin Lan would say it to me a second time.

As Qin Lan and I walked into the classroom, I noticed that there was still a hot eye coming over. But I ignored the stare and walked back to my seat. As I passed by Wu Mo Xi, I saw Wu Mo Xi looking at me with a very frightened look and whispering in a mouthed voice.

"What did Qin Lan say to you?"

"Nothing," I replied simply.

I simply replied, well, actually I feel that at this time, my "nothing" is exactly the same as "said a lot". In fact, I really didn't say anything, but Wu Moxi will force himself to make up a lot of words, I guess, Wu Moxi is afraid, Qin Lan to bribe me.

In order to reassure Wu Moxie not to think anything, I reached out and carefully touched her head, then immediately withdrew my hand and walked to Xiang Zhe's side. Making way for Xiang Zhe, I walked in and sat down, when I saw Wu Mo Xi looking at me with a shocked face, I nodded and told her with my mouthpiece.

"Really, there's nothing."

Wu Moxie stared at me dumbly, like a sentry groundhog. I felt myself grimace, was it because Wu Moxie was so funny? Or how about, I can actually laugh.

"Well!"

Wu Moxie gave a silly smile, which made her face look very ridiculous, she nodded vigorously and turned around with a smile. This is too easy to deal with, I can be at ease if I just smile ah. Wu Mo Xi this after we get married I have a woman outside you can't even find out ah.

No I'm thinking of somewhere....

"Hmm... the ugly face of the present..."

Xiang Chul beside me snorted disdainfully and turned around not wanting to talk to me anymore. Hey hey hey what's a present charge, have you seen me in such pain present charge!

One more lesson....

Chapter 130 About My Painful Choices (End)

"So, we're having an election for class president for the next six months. It's at this class meeting, and whoever has signed up before comes up in order. Five minutes each, then everyone votes, and if one person is elected with more than half the votes, and if none are over half, the two with the most votes will do it again."

After the class teacher finished speaking, he sat back and looked at us. Although it was obvious that he was not too keen on the matter, his sitting to this side was still as bright as a searchlight. It made us stick out like a sore throat that there was an absolute ruler on this side when it should obviously be a democratic election.

It's nothing to be bothered about, and the class teacher probably doesn't bother with this little matter.

I took a deep breath, well, sooner or later, this was going to be a no-runner. But did I make a good choice, this, I can only say that I should have made it. I have options in mind, but what I feel I'm lacking, right now, is courage.

I don't know how many elections there were, but it didn't seem like anyone wanted to be the first. The class teacher told them to go one at a time in order, but didn't say what the order was, so it was left to self-consciousness. It didn't really hurt to be the first one up, but for some reason no one always wanted to be the first one.

It's true that there's no harm if you think about it, but everyone has this habit of not wanting to be the first person, especially on something this uncertain, always expecting that one will go and step on the mine and then follow it themselves. But there are some things that don't make sense if you're not the first person, or that only the first person can succeed.

This desperate act of standing backwards may explain why the successful ones are always in the minority. In fact, many times, you can't complain about the unfairness of why others are richer than you, but rather ask yourself why you choose to retreat when faced with opportunities.

Ah, much ado about much ado.