About my hopeless brother and sister

Li Siqi laughed and said, "At that time, Yixin was determined to play better than me, her playing was medium and very stiff, so I used all sorts of crooked tricks to disrupt her rhythm, Yixin was worried that she wasn't reliable with other tactics, and desperately wanted to bring the rhythm back, and when she was about to take it away, I would switch to another method, and that was that. "

Li Siqi stretched her back and said, "Yixin was afraid of losing, she was afraid that she would be uncomfortable if she suddenly changed her moves, and although she said she was good at other fighting methods as well, she still trusted the method she used for the longest time more. And it didn't matter to me that I lost, so I dared to fight anything, rather, I cheated at that."

I listened dumbly as Lizzy said, keeping my eyes on Song Yixin without moving.

To say the least, it was true.

For a person, when faced with a challenge, especially an unknown one, they often don't go for odd tricks, but will choose the most normal, middle-of-the-road way to solve it. Song Yixin was afraid, Song Yixin was afraid that she would lose if she fought recklessly, Song Yixin was too eager to win so she didn't dare to fight. But Li Siqi is not afraid. Li Siqi has never thought of winning any prize in tennis, so she dares to play anything.

The collision of flexibility and rigidity was more like a game of skill and rigidity, and Song Yixin, in this sport where flexibility was the main focus, would naturally lose.

"I actually felt guilty at first, I know how hard Yixin worked, and me winning by relying on this kind of cleverness will only hurt Yixin even more."

Li Siqi jumped up and stretched her body, continuing without looking back, "But ever since Song Yixin finished talking to you, she's just like a different person, she's no longer afraid, she dares to hit any ball, she dares to use any method, she doesn't seem to care about winning or losing at all, or rather, she thinks it's normal for her to lose. Facing an unshackled Song Yixin, how could I, an amateur with a playful attitude, win?"

Lizzy's voice is worth playing with, I can't see her face, I don't know what emotion or expression she's saying this with at this point. Is she a little upset? Or are you glad for the change in Song Yixin? I don't know, or was it not with me per se, but just her talking to herself?

"If I ask you what you said to Yixin at that time, will you tell me?"

Lizzy turned back to me, smiling.

"It would, because there's nothing private about the subject, and that passage isn't exactly comforting, or at all a KY passage."

"But it served a completely more useful purpose than comfort. There are times when consolation and encouragement don't mean anything, and the real courage is the courage to face the truth."

Song Yixin looked this way and seemed a little angry, pointing at Li Siqi and then at the field across from her, looking like she wanted Li Siqi to go back and continue the fight. Li Siqi smiled and waved over there, then quickly looked back at me and said, "Well, don't tell me this part yet, I don't have any need to know, I'm just thankful that you were able to turn the win between Yixin and I into a normal direction, Yixin worked so hard, so naturally she has to be better than me. Besides, Yixin has become a lot more active since she met you, and..."

She suddenly smiled badly, leaned in to my ear and whispered, "Yixin and I always mention you when we're together oh, and, always with a smile. Geez, you're very lucky kid... If you guys are dating, you have to invite me to dinner!"

"Not us..."

I felt my own face redden violently and I hurriedly tried to explain, but Lizzy had already thrown the drink bottle away with a loud laugh. I sighed helplessly and stood up.

"Hey, Qin Feng, come over and fight with me!"

On the other side, Qin Lan waved her hand and shouted at me. Originally, she was playing with Wu Mo Xi, and Song Yixin didn't react much to Qin Lan and Lin Yiran, the two uninvited guests, as if it was as natural as if she had invited both of them in the first place. However, in the grouping, Song Yixin had Qin Lan and Wu Mo Xi grouped together to fight.

I don't know who fought better between Qin Lan and Wu Mo Xie.

Wu Mo Xie was standing opposite Lin Yiran at this time, and it looked like it was going to be a change. I nodded in response and walked over to Qin Lan's side.

Just as I stepped out of my left foot, I violently stepped on something round and my body fell backwards with an imbalance, it was a drink bottle that Li Siqi had just casually thrown ah I didn't even notice!

In mid-air my brain just reacted to the fact that I had stepped on something. Then I hit the back of my head solidly on the wooden bench and went black and my brain shut down.

Well, this story tells us something very important.

That is.

Never, never, never, never litter!

Ah no.

It is definitely, definitely stay away from Lizzy!

Chapter 135 About My Awkward Joke (I)

What?

What do you want? You still want philosophy time? Do you still want to hear my thoughts on life or experience just as much positive energy as the Nebula Master's? No no no you guys got the wrong person at the beginning rather than this positive energy I'm more like my whole body radiates negative energy.

It's gone today, not that I don't want to or I've had enough word count for the month, it's simple. How much insight can you force a person with a back brain injury to give you? To say the least, my brain has been hit hard for the second time. But my brain was actually still functioning normally, not even with amnesia. I recalled everything with my eyes closed and found that I remembered everything and forgot nothing, which made me a little disappointed.

If I had amnesia at this point, what would the chairman do? Will she force me to acknowledge her as my sister? No no no I think this dead pervert is going to pose as my girlfriend....

My eyes are closed and I don't want to break them open yet, if that's what it takes to open them it's boring. The head doesn't hurt anymore either, and the hospital pillow is considered comfortable. There's still the softness and warmth of a young girl's hand, which is obviously the chairman. The chairman is holding my hand tightly at this time, is she worried?

By the way, the chairman came here on his own. I'm not even resting during my period, but I think it's because of me, so I have to think about my body too. After all, it's not necessary to be so excited about a small injury like this. However, I'm still a little touched.

"Sister, it should be fine, it's just a bump on the back of the head, all the tests that should be done have been done, and the doctor also said that there's nothing wrong."

This voice, it should be Lin Yiran. Maybe I'm back to the place I lived in the beginning...head injury...Lin Yiran...Chairman...that The memory of a few days incomparably clear resurfaced before my eyes, like an ultra-clear VR movie. History is always strikingly similar....

"Not good to say ah, after all, the injury is the head. Brother is also really, go out to play tennis can actually hit the head, even if you want to be injured, touch the leg ah arm or something, but also better than the head ah."

The president sighed heavily, held my hand even harder, and said, "It doesn't matter, I will always take care of my brother no matter what he becomes."

"It'll be fine, how could Qin Feng become a vegetable or something just because he bumped into a chair."

Lin Yiran's voice was a bit helpless, indeed, it wasn't worth stressing out over this matter at all to say, because he stepped on a drink bottle and fell onto a chair as a result and passed out. How could he become a vegetable for such a simple reason, that was too underestimating the human body.

"But, what if my brother loses his memory? Or had some weird fetish like turning gay or something..."

Don't don't don't I'm never going to become a faggot if that's the case I'll just open the window and jump right now I'd rather become a vegetable. I'm so scared by the chairman's words that I'm practically screaming with goosebumps all over my body trying to get away, that's horrible! Becoming gay because of a bump on the head is absolutely unacceptable to me... I recalled Xiang Zhe's face... well....

Nothing to feel....

Okay okay my sexual orientation is pretty normal....

"How is that possible, sister, you should watch less Korean dramas. How could such a thing as memory loss happen so easily, and for Qin Feng does he have anything worth remembering? Forget about it, as long as the character remains the same, I think it's very simple to shape Qin Feng from zero, he'll accept anything. If Qin Feng turns into a faggot...then I'll have to forcefully straighten him out."

Let's ignore the last sentence okay Lin Yiran. Lin Yiran why do you think I don't have anything worth remembering? My life is not that miserable okay, even I have been through a lot of things there are countless precious memories that have stained my life splendidly my world.

Yuck. I don't really have any memories worth remembering....

Except for Qin Lan's cry as she held me in the infirmary, the smell of turpentine as Wu Moxie and I sat under the tree, the touch of Lin Yiran hugging me, and the faint aroma of Song Yixin's hair. And everything that the chairman had been in front of me since I was a child....

To say the least, there was more.

I opened my eyes and saw the white ceiling, and the lampshade that had a thousand dead bugs inside. Sure enough, it's still the same hospital, even the rooms haven't changed. Not that I'm saying why is this room unoccupied? Could it be that Lin Yiran was too much trouble to just buy this one?

How could...?

"Brother...you're awake...how's it going...does your head still hurt? What's wrong with that?"

The president noticed that I was awake, and with a sharp scraping sound of the chair against the floor, she snapped to me and held my face in her hands, asking anxiously.

"You are?"

I decided to scare her.

The whole room was quiet, and Lin Yiran on the other side looked at me with a shocked expression on her face. The chairman looked at my face dumbfoundedly, the original expression of concern froze on his face for a moment, full of unwillingness to believe the despair.

Wow, that's kind of interesting.

"Qin Feng Qin Feng you really can't remember?"

Lin Yiran fiercely pushed away the chairman and fiercely pressed my face anxiously looking back and forth at my two eyes and accompanied by rocking my head back and forth. I'm not going to be able to do anything about it. I've lost my memory and you're still touching my head? Do you think I'm a computer that shakes the mainframe after it crashes and kicks it to recover?