About my hopeless brother and sister

"There's the color of Lin Yatra lipstick."

The president said with a grimace as he looked at my lips.

"Huh? No way. I don't think it stays on the lips, it's not lipstick, and even if it is..."

Wait!

I'm trapped!!! I can't believe I didn't notice such a simple trick! The president didn't even see it, just swindled me, and the extremely guilty me just took the bait! What's wrong with me...why is my proud brain on standby at this point? I can see now why men with such good brains can still get caught cheating because men don't react well enough when confronted with such things!

It will be guilty...really guilty....

What's this about a guilty conscience? Because you betrayed your own wife? Because you betrayed the vows you made before your wife? But if you really want to cheat, you should have thought of all this before you cheated, so you should have been prepared enough not to act so guilty. Look at those spies who can betray even their own country, don't they blink an eye at something that big?

Or is it worse to offend a woman than to offend a country?

No, no, no, not the time to think about this. Let's get back to the question, why does something like betrayal feel like a guilty pleasure? If the idea of wanting to cheat is already there, then there is no guilty conscience, and a guilty conscience means that one does not want to be caught cheating, so that means that the cheating thing is something that the man understands is wrong, so what is the right thing to do? Living well with one's wife is the right thing to do, so that means that a man who feels guilty because of infidelity is indicating that he still loves his wife, perhaps because of excitement or perhaps because of impulse, and therefore made a mistake.

Now that he recognizes that he was wrong and knows what is right. And what is most important between a couple? Love, since such men still have love for their wives, is redeemable. It is normal for people to make mistakes when they are young, as long as they are together in their white heads.

In other words, a guilty man is in love with his wife, and such a man can still be forgiven....

Well, in summary, I can be forgiven....

Wait...no, no...something's wrong....

No, no, no, I'm not saying there's anything wrong with my reasoning, my thinking is flawless and my logic is impeccable. It's not that I think affairs are justified or anything, it's just that I think justified affairs are forgivable...for both men and women...hmm! I'm fair game on that one....

No, no, no, why is it crooked again, I'm just thinking something's wrong....

That's right!

It's not my wife I'm dealing with, it's my sister, I didn't cheat on her, I kissed Lin Yiran and was kissed, but it's not directly related to the chairman, we're not married, I'm not considered cheating, I didn't even make a mistake, then I don't need to admit it....

"Why are you guys kissing again, I remember it's not your first time, brother you've kissed Lin Yiran more times than you have with all the other girls combined."

"No, there aren't any other girls, my current number of times combined is the number of times I've been with Lin Yiran..."

The president frowned at me and said, "Brother don't you try not to have physical contact with people as much as possible? Why the exception for Lin Yiran?"

"I'm not actually resisting, I'm just not being aggressive..."

"You're not active with Lin Yiran?"

"Okay I admit I've always had these thoughts about Lin Yiran..."

I sighed, sat down on one side and said, "I really can't refuse Lin Yiran's physical contact, maybe Lin Yiran is living abroad so she says her view of life and values are so different from ours, maybe it's nothing in her mind..."

"Brother I need to change your thinking ah, even abroad, to be able to kiss is more than a lover! Do you think foreigners can kiss just by pulling a random person off the street? Do you think they're uncivilized monkeys?"

The president was a bit angry and looked at me angrily. Song Yixin's method is very effective, it looks like I can learn it. Well...I remember it was a small portion cut off the top of an orange, then sprinkled with salt....

"Are you listening brother?"

The president suddenly pinched my nose with his hand and said indignantly.

"Ahhhh... in tin in tin."

I broke free, sighed, and said, "I don't think there's anything wrong with me about this...after all, it's different for every girl."

"But I'm jealous. Really jealous."

The council president pouted and looked at me, complaining.

Hey, hey, hey, this is not the same as what was agreed upon, shouldn't it be that you grunt and then turn around and ignore me, then I don't know how to do anything to turn around and go ambiguous with other girls, then the sister who can't stand it anymore finally abandoned her pride and anger and confessed the result because of fireworks, trains, gale, etc. All kinds of things didn't hear so that the author can have a chance to water another few hundred thousand words, hundreds of words, dozens of episodes, and even a second season or OAV?

You're embarrassing me by being so direct.

"Obviously before you gave up on Lin Yiran because I was sad, but as a result you look like you're going to resurface ah, if you two are so close then why did you have to refuse in the first place, anyway now you still have a chance why not get engaged at this time, I'll just help you appease Qin Lan then."

The president's voice was thick with sarcasm and contempt. The bad mood when I was sick coupled with the fact that I myself made the chairman jealous, the current chairman is like an active volcano that will erupt at any moment.

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry. I shouldn't be so close to Lin Yiran, I'll be sure to keep my distance in the future. And don't you worry, sister, didn't we make a promise? You'll be unhappy to see me with a girlfriend, so I'll try not to do anything to make you unhappy."

The councilman grunted, then turned his back on me. However, the left hand remained in mine.

"Really, brother what kind of strange pact we've made...it's so strange."

"Yeah, it's really strange, but it's not like it's impossible when you think about it."

I looked over the chairman's shoulder and whispered.

The chairman laughed out loud and turned his back to me, but he was shaking with laughter. I held the Chairman's hand, not understanding what she was laughing at, and the Chairman turned his back to me, laughing freely.

"We're... all idiots."

After laughing, the Chairman took a deep breath and said softly. As much as a sigh, as much as a celebration.

"It's just you..."

"Stupid brother..."

The president backhanded me and took my hand.

When I woke up the next day, I went to the chairman's room and touched his forehead. The fever had completely gone down and his face had almost recovered. After waking up the chairman, he said that he was fine, so he should go to class today. It was senior year after all, and it wasn't a serious illness.

"Brother... I still want you to feed me..."

The president looked at the apple milk oatmeal in front of me and took a spoon and looked at me pitifully.

I tore off the bread, rolled it up and took a bite, then took a sip of the hot milk, eyed it and said, "Hurry up and eat, go to school."

"Ooh...obviously yesterday my brother was still so gentle to me, I still remember my brother's deep confessions and gentle gestures to me yesterday...why is my brother different today..."

"Because to me frail you were much lovelier than you are now, and frail you wouldn't pester a man to feed you in a hurry! Ah why are you getting better so fast, my time so happy yesterday is gone."

I wiped my jam, gave her a blank look, and said.

"Can't you be that gentle with me, brother? How nice to be like that all the time, we're just very perfect siblings, we can show off everywhere we go..."

"Yes, as long as you can show how reserved you are as a sister."

"I've always been reserved."

"Have you ever seen any reserved sister steal her brother's clothes to smell?"

"That's all in the past! That's all in the past! Now I'm cleaned up!"

"Oh yeah? The school uniform I prepared this morning is gone again..."