About my hopeless brother and sister

Lin Yiran slammed the door shut, and Qin Lan, seemingly unaware of the chairman, walked up to me with a whistling wind and fiercely held my face, looking me in the eyes and yelling, "You don't have amnesia, do you! You can't lose your memory! There's nothing wrong with your brain! It's a joke, right! You remember! Look at me, look at me! I'll kill you if you don't recognize me!!!"

Why does everyone have to shake my head! I'm begging you to let me go! I'm so dizzy I want to vomit! Don't scour my head like that when it's already hurt! Help! Help! I'm really losing my memory! I'm really losing my memory!

Sis! Sister! The joke's over! The joke's about to come true! You may not believe it was Qin Lan who did it! This is the story of the wolf that cried wolf! You won't believe me when I say I've lost my memory! I'm really going to lose my memory because of Qin Lan!

"Help...help! I...I don't really know you!"

"Elyssa, calm down, my brother he really can't remember anything."

"I...I don't believe it...I don't believe it!"

The president held Qin Lan's hand behind her back, Qin Lan's body stiffened, the hand holding my face slowly trembled, and I lifted my head to look into her eyes. These dark eyes gazing at my face gradually moistened, and large tears flowed down her eyes and flowed on her pretty face.

She clenched her teeth to keep from crying out, even letting her body tremble violently as she held back from crying. She looked down at my face, weeping noiselessly.

That...I think it's better to tell Qin Lan that I was joking. I'm a bit reluctant to look at Qin Lan crying...and because I'm joking, I'm belonging to the category of wasting Qin Lan's worries ah.

The president gently hugged Qin Lan and gently touched her head. Like a mother comforting her child, I only know that it worked for me, I don't know if it will work for Qin Lan as well.

Qin Lan finally couldn't hold on any longer and let go of the hand holding my face, sliding weakly to the floor, covering her face and crying loudly. The young girl's cries of grief echoed in the ward, as if to tear apart the space, I believe this ward has heard such cries more than once, but this is the first time I heard Qin Lan cry in such pain.

Hey hey hey even if I really lost my memory it's just a lack of memory not a loss of life, you cry like this makes my back cold ah. This is simply too scary this cry, I guess the few people outside are probably going to kill me.

"It's okay, it's okay, my brother just has no memory. That kind of thing is nothing, we just need to recreate the memories. Elyssa, go introduce yourself."

The council president sat down on the floor and gently hugged Lan Lan, whispering in her ear. The sound of her cries diminished and she slowly helped the president to stand up. I felt a little guilty that I was joking, but Qin Lan was really sad. Although there were many problems between Qin Lan and me, Qin Lan was really pained when she saw that I had lost my memory.

It's really very immoral of me to be like this.

I've spurned myself inwardly countless times.

I can pretend to play with amnesia myself, I can play as much as I want, no one will care how I play. However, I deceived Qin Lan's feelings in this way, and that's what scum would do.

"Qin Feng... Qin Feng..."

She sniffed her nose and forced herself to smile a smile that was worse than crying, which was flanked by undried tears. She was half-kneeling in front of me with her hand outstretched, just in front of my legs, and it would be absolutely misunderstood to say that this scene was seen from behind and to the side ah! It's definitely misunderstood! She looked at me and blinked hard, calling my name.

"Um..."

"Qin Feng, you know your name is Qin Feng right...that's your sister Qin Yun."

I nodded my head, accepting. Fortunately, Qin Lan's first words were still quite normal, and she didn't just jump on me like some pervert and say that she was my wife or something. Rather, it was possible that the dead pervert had already seen that I was joking at that time, so he drove on down the road.

But Qin Lan was serious.

Pointing at herself, she said, "My name is Qin Lan, and I have the same last name as you. But we're not related, no, no, no, it's not like that. I mean we're not related, I'm your childhood sweetheart. We grew up together, and now we're in the same class, and we're very close, and my family is away a lot, so you're the one who always cooks for me and gives it to me in a thermos every morning. And dinner is given to me when it comes at noon."

Qin Lan's voice is very beautiful, melodious voice softly speaking, she gazed at me, her tear-soaked black eyes as dazzling as the stars in the night sky, I was also startled to gaze at her, I guess at this time my eyes are really as confused as amnesia. As she said, the corners of her mouth lifted up in a beautiful curve, as if she was telling me the happiest thing about herself.

"I've always been with you since I was a child, and you took care of me. No matter what time it is, you take me to play, you help me clean the house, you cook for me. You've always been there for me...maybe you can't remember, but I've always remembered."

With her head gently resting on my thigh, I couldn't help but reach out and gently hold her hand. She was stunned, but immediately gripped my hand hard. I could feel her hand trembling, her hand was cold, was it because she was afraid? Or is it the pain?

Either way, I'm too bad.

"Qin Lan... I..."

I looked at the chairman behind Qin Lan who was squeezing her eyes and taking pictures with her phone, the bad smile on her face was almost overflowing, hey hey hey are you sure it's good to take pictures from that angle? No, no, it's not about that, I just don't think I can do that, I can't make Qin Lan so miserable because of a joke of mine, maybe for Qin Lan, this kind of thing is really painful for her. Ignoring all the misunderstandings between us, Qin Lan and I, we're just very close childhood sweethearts ah.

I think it's better to be frank and lenient, even though I'll be beaten up by Qin Lan, than to look at Qin Lan like this. It would tear me apart mentally with the pain I was in.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't bother trying to remember."

Qin Lan reached out fiercely, jumped into my arms and hugged me tightly, shaking her head and shouting loudly.

Hey hey hey this posture misunderstanding just got heavier ah! No no no I'm not supposed to care about that right now, rather I'm more supposed to care about why Qin Lan won't let me think of it!

"Don't have to remember if it's going to cause you pain. It's not that you have to remember, you just have to know that you and I were close childhood sweethearts. We've always been together, nothing ever happened between us, we've always been so friendly. You've always taken care of me, and in the future, it's going to be the same ah Qin Feng! Qin Feng!"

She hugged me tightly, her voice taking on a crying tone again.

The president gently picked up Qin Lan and comforted her as she walked towards the door. As she wiped her tears, she looked back at me and walked out, unsure of herself. Then, the chairman closed the door and heaved a heavy sigh of relief.

I sat on the bed and sighed as well.

"So, what do you have in mind? Brother."

The president sat back in his chair, looked at me with what looked like a smile on his face, and asked.

"What idea did you say? Rather, I've got a lot on my mind right now, what aspect of it do you want me to talk about?"

"Qin Lan looks like she really cares about you. Suffering like this because of your amnesia, I think she'd suffer even more if there was some bigger problem with you."

"Yeah, I know, that's why I'm feeling really guilty right now, and it's not all because of you."

I gave her a blank stare, I think I'm going to have my hands full with apologies later. I'm wasting the concern of Qin Lan, and I don't know if my apology will help.

"But do you ever think that Qin Lan is actually a little glad you've lost your memory? Or, Qin Lan has been wanting you to forget some things and you ended up forgetting them all instead of selectively forgetting them, and she's suffering from that."

Well, I felt that too. It wasn't that she was in complete pain, rather, she kept mentioning over and over again that we were childhood sweethearts, and that she never mentioned the years when we had problems, just the good times and the present.

"She wants me to forget about the times when we had a bad relationship,"

I said with a pause.

The President nodded, smiled, and said, "That means that for Chin-Lan, the memories were very painful for her as well. What she wants to recreate is a you without that memory, so maybe it's better for her to have a you without those years."

Indeed, for both of us, the worst thing to say, and something we both had a tacit agreement to never say, was when Qin Lan and my relationship was at its most strained. And also afterwards, when Qin Lan was mentally unstable and did those things, for Qin Lan, that time was the absolute darkest black history.

It's actually pretty much the same for me.

If we didn't have the memories of when Qin Lan and I had a bad relationship, we really were very close childhood sweethearts.

"So this test is still meaningful right, for you and Qin Lan, your biggest stumbling block is what happened before you, although it's very foolish to dwell on the past, but if the past still has an effect to this day, then you have to dwell on it."

The President stood up, walked to the door, looked at me, and said.

"I know. I also don't want to talk about that time period with Chin-Lan, and to say the least, it should be my fault."

"No, I rather think that it's Qin Lan's fault."

Rather, we were all too childish during that time. Or rather, it was Qin Lan who was too childish and I was too mature.

"Who will it be next then? Brother, are you ready for this? Well, this test can't stop now that it's started, oh."

The president's hand was pressed firmly on the door handle.