About my hopeless brother and sister

"Painful? I didn't feel much, I should say okay, after all, at that time, there was still Xiao Feng and Lan Lan by my side all the time, no one else paid much attention to me, I didn't want to hang out with them, I only needed two friends, right?"

Lin Yiran smiled generously, spread his greasy hands and said, "Seriously, I really didn't feel too bad at that time, but now that you guys are talking about me like that, I feel so sorry for me."

"Fine."

She snorted, then said, "Who would have thought that gloomy guy could turn out to be like this, really a social butterfly, should I say a woman, or is it actually all dormant?"

Lin Yiran nodded, then thought deeply, as if she was trying to figure out what words would be better, for her Chinese belonged to a second language, right, although there was no problem with normal communication, but biting words would not work.

"It should be, it should be...um...metamorphosis!"

Lin Yiran replied with ease.

Well, I don't really think that's a bad word. But that's it. I don't want to pick more mistakes for her, because I'm still busy peeling shrimp for Qin Lan. It's dangling right above my feet, and once I slow down it's just a kick, which isn't that painful, but I can't show it either.

"Actually, everyone is changing, rather, the world is changing, and the reason why humans have survived until now is because humans are constantly changing."

The chairman suddenly said a philosophy of life, and it was clear that I should be the one to do such things. In the end, the chairman robbed me of something that was supposed to be my existence this time, is this to make me disappear completely? The president picked up a piece of meat, looked at us, and said, "However, there are still many things in this world that remain the same, time can take away many things and erase many things, but there are some things that no one can destroy. Everyone, think about it, until now, are you, still retaining an unerasured memory?"

"Well."

A few girls chanted, then agreed in unison.

Hey hey hey what are you guys talking about why can't I understand, why are you guys so skilled when it's obvious that this kind of philosophical time is my privilege, and you're so skilled that I don't understand what you're talking about! Am I being too slow? If this scene was animated, would my head be floating with a million "this man is so slow"?

Huh? How did I feel about being the man? I think I'm just a naked replacement for a male twelve.

It was a long meal, and actually, to be fair, things like eating aren't that time-consuming, just because of the constant talking during the meal. Talking and eating are two things that can't be done at the same time, a few girls were chatting happily together, although I said I was going to be stepped on soon, but on the surface, a few girls were still chatting and chatting very lively, but they chatted about things I don't know very well to get into the conversation.

However, I'm happy to see them so happy.

Humans really do change, really.

I have begun to feel that there is no need for such a thing as friends, or that there is no point in going to them specifically. A thing like a friend is one of those optional luxuries, and the years I've spent without friends have come over just as well.

But now, looking at the dinner table, that rare sunshine between winter and spring, a beautiful and leaping youthful smiling face.

I think, friends this kind of thing, really, or quite beautiful.

Chapter 169 about my somewhat ambiguous night.

The day would go by quickly, perhaps because there was a bit too much to do on the day, so it seemed to pass extremely quickly. After all, I had done a lot of things, such as hosting a few people, and afterwards, those girls had a long chat together and then had dinner together until the evening.

Several of the girls left together, and Lin Yiran could have just sent them all away. I'm really glad that Qin Lan didn't choose to stay, I was a little worried that Qin Lan would stay, but it seems that the worst period of Qin Lan's mental state is over. Although the current Qin Lan still hated me for having contact with other girls, it seemed that she wouldn't act aggressively towards me anymore.

After I walked back up the stairs and sent off a few girls, I felt bone-deep exhaustion, the kind of exhaustion that nearly emptied me of all my strength and filled my blood and marrow. I almost didn't have the strength to press the elevator.

After opening the door, I saw the chairman sitting on the couch and turning on the TV. I touched my head, sighed, and said, "Aren't you going to sleep? It's already quite late, even though tomorrow is a holiday, but don't you want to rest early?"

"Ah, I'm okay. I don't want my brother to come home and see no one in the house, brother, I'll wait until you're done cleaning up, then we'll talk."

The would-be president looked at me, one hand on his face, and said.

I sighed heavily as I remembered that it seemed there were several people's dishes still soaking in the sink and that I hadn't done much with the leftovers or anything. This was something that really had to be done on my own, not that the chairman didn't work, but the chairman's hands-on skills were so bad that I didn't trust him.

What's more, I didn't want the chairman's hands to be hurt by the detergent.

I took a few sips of water, took a deep breath, and stretched, my tired body like a tightened sponge being squeezed out of me again. I put down my glass of water and prepared to walk into the kitchen to deal with the wreckage of a batch that I didn't want to deal with.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

Three very polite knocks on the door, which polite knocks only one person can knock out. I looked at the chairman and said, "Did they forget something in here?"

"No. I told them to look at their stuff on the way out."

The council president shook his head.

I walked over to the door and pulled it open.

"Ah, Qin Feng, I'm sorry I'm dawdling again, it's not good to leave after we eat, I'll be back, help you clean up."

Song Yixin stood at the door, looked at me with a smile, and said, "After all, when I went down just now, Qin Feng, you looked quite tired, so I made a special effort to come back. Help clean up properly before I leave."

"Ah, oh... Thank you, but, is there no problem with your time? Won't the family say anything?"

If it were anyone else I would still believe it, but Song Yixin I didn't expect to be able to come back, although I thought of it when I said I quite knocked on the door, but I wasn't sure. Song Yixin's house is very strict with her discipline, it's almost half past ten now, Song Yixin will have to clean up until eleven, so late, Song Yixin will be scolded if she goes back.

"It's okay, I've already spoken to my parents and they agreed. However, my parents also said that they want to find someone who is relieved to send me back."

Song Yixin walked in the door, held onto the wall to take off her shoes, put her slippers back on, looked at the kitchen and said.

"Isn't your brother coming to pick you up?"

Yes, Song Yixin also has a younger brother, but her brother's relationship with me is far less friendly than Wu Moxie's brother's relationship with me, rather we're in a relationship where we don't see each other as much as possible. But, wouldn't you be worried about your own sister being out this late at night? If it was Wu Moxie, her brother should have already found him.

"Ah, he, ah, has gone to sleep."

Song Yixin gathered her hair, froze for a moment, then looked at me and said with a smile, "It's okay, our family is downright strict with our key and has a control over bedtime, my brother must be asleep by this time. So, it's only you who can take me back, how about it, Qin Feng?"

I don't have a problem with it, I'm tired, but I'd be a jerk to let a girl go back like that. Even if I had to go out and take a cab, I'd have to send Song Yixin back.

"Chairman Qin Yun, you don't have any problems?"

Song Yixin turned her head, looked at the chairman, and asked, "Do you have a problem with lending Qin Feng to me as a bodyguard?"

"Ah, I don't have a problem with that, take it or leave it, but I'll say this up front, this guy is no protector, rather you're the one in danger when he's around."

"Is that what you say about your own brother?"

I gave her a blank look, and the chairman giggled out loud, sat back contentedly, and said, "Okay, okay, you guys go ahead. Just make sure you're back early, too, brother."

"I know."

Song Yixin and I walked into the kitchen, and Song Yixin looked at the piles of plates, smiled, and said, "What are you going to do with all this without me, Qin Feng?"

"What else can I do? Of course it has to be cleaned up a little bit, what else can you do? It's the only way to do it, and I'm just glad it's not going to get more frequent."

I unscrewed the faucet, then picked up the detergent on the side. Song Yixin smiled and picked up a few bowls and put them in the water, using her hands to brush the grease and food off the top. Song Yixin's hands were beautiful, and looking at those hands here soaked in sewage made me feel a little sad, I really should have prepared gloves in the kitchen.

"Song Yixin you don't need to wash them, I'll do it."

"Huh? Why, I came back here to help you with the dishes, and if you won't let me touch them, then why did I come back?"

Song Yixin gave me a blank look, then continued washing the dishes, even squeezing me to one side, dominating the front of the sink and taking over almost all the dishes. She looked at me and said, "It doesn't matter, I have to deal with four people's dishes at home anyway, and now you're these, it's only six, not much."

She washed a couple of dishes, turned on the faucet and rinsed them again in earnest. Then carefully dried the water inside and set it aside, then she picked up a couple of plates and put them in. Hands nimbly handled the residue on top, the originally clear water at this time floated with a layer of dirty grease, with some food remains, detergent foam floating on top, emitting the fragrance of chemicals.

Song Yixin's hands were swimming in this kind of water, completely unconcerned about this, and her lotus root-like arms seemed to be covered in a layer of grease as well.