About my hopeless brother and sister

Well, then, we can't stop her at this time, so it's best to think about whether or not you have any solutions. Well, well, you can't just settle Qin Lan and still not let her have her way....

Looks like I'll just have to get up early tomorrow....

"So, brother, you're going to give up a good Friday night and go to bed early instead of playing with your sister for a while?"

The president licked the ice cream and asked me.

I nodded, normally, Friday nights for me started after midnight. I would normally go to bed only in the early hours of the morning, and then wake up naturally the next day. But today, it was only just 10:30 and I was already washed up and in my pajamas. Tomorrow I must get up early, I must get up early, it's not like I'm afraid of being late for anything, it's totally a matter of life and death that I must get up early.

"So what, it's just a Qin Lan, do you have to be so scared? In my eyes, Qin Lan is just a child. Besides, you were very fond of Qin Lan before, shouldn't you be very happy that Qin Lan cares about you so much?"

The president was lying on the sofa, looking at me with some boredom, and if I said I was going to sleep next, then the president was going to sit alone in the living room and watch TV in silence, with nothing around her, just her hugging her knees, silently watching the lively show scene over there.

That feeling, I guess, is very lonely. She doesn't talk to me, she doesn't want to play anything with me, she just wants to be less lonely. There wouldn't be any other sounds in our house, and the worst thing, if there were only two of us, was loneliness.

"An unruly child is scary alright! And you're sure Qin Lan is taking care of me? She is a very possessive girl right now! I'm really scared to face this kind of girl, I don't even know what Qin Lan wants to do to me, before, Qin Lan did a lot of things that I didn't expect! The current Qin Lan is no longer the Qin Lan I envisioned at all."

"But she's still Qin Lan ah."

The president rolled over, looked up at me and said, "Qin Lan has always been like this ah, both in the past and now, Qin Lan is always like this, it's just that you wishfully imagine Qin Lan to be too beautiful, the Qin Lan you like has always been this Qin Lan, or do you like that beautiful Qin Lan? That Qin Lan doesn't exist, that's just your imagination, just like a bunch of deadbeats pointing at a bunch of letters and numbers and saying this is my wife, it doesn't exist, you took the liberty of saying you like Qin Lan without fully seeing through her, and then you started backing down after Qin Lan showed her true colors to you, brother, that's not a good habit."

"No!" "Oh?"

The president raised an eyebrow, I rarely disagree with the president this much, not that I was much more obedient before, simply because there wasn't much to refute what the president had said before.

"That's not a bunch of letters and numbers! That's faith! That's the best image man can make! It's a human fantasy land! That's our vision! That's my wife! Whether it's Dumb or Persian Cat or Blowing Snow or whatever, those are my wives!"

You can say whatever you want, there's really nothing wrong with what you just said, it's that I didn't fully see through Qin Lan, acting like I liked Qin Lan before was just that hidden Qin Lan, if I really like Qin Lan, I have to be able to accept the real Qin Lan, so it's not wrong for Qin Lan to be this way, she's this kind of girl herself, it's just my personal problem. But that's not the point! You can't call my beliefs a bunch of data! They're not data! Look at the way they look! You heard them! That's a human dream, that's a masterpiece created by man, that's filled with the human desire for truth and beauty, and those are works of art too! And the collection inside the what-have-you museum! Their value is endless too! As long as it's a few hundred years from now, this pile of data is worth a lot of money too!

What's the difference between those we like and those who like murals and calligraphy and philosophy? We're also noble people who love relics and art!

The president sighed heavily, pulled out his ears, and said, "Okay, okay, your beliefs your beliefs, not very understanding of your second dimension, okay, okay, let's put this first, anyway you don't need to be too afraid of Qin Lan, Qin Lan won't do anything to you, besides, Qin Lan just woke you up, what are you afraid of? If you do that, won't it hurt Qin Lan? No matter what Qin Lan does, you think the worst. Qin Lan probably really just wants to be a proper childhood sweetheart, right? Anyway, you're too haywire, just don't worry about it."

Wait!

Being that way, it really was.

There was nothing wrong with the fact that she came to call me in the morning.

Why should I be afraid?

She came over to me and woke me up about this thing.

What do I have to be afraid of? It was only that Qin Lan was going to call me, that's all, Qin Lan didn't have any malicious intent, and Qin Lan's malicious intent was usually something I made up in my own brain. I'm not sure if I've ever had a problem with it, but I'm not sure if I've ever had a problem with it before. It was all because I was overthinking it.

"So, figured it out yet?"

The chairman sighed and said, "You were the one who imagined Qin Lan to be harmless, and now you're the one who's afraid of her. Brother, can't you stop thinking so much? Some times, it's better to be naive than anything else, and it would be very sad for Qin Lan to know what you're saying."

"Ah... um... you have a point."

It really is, well, I now, deeply realize that I was wrong.

"So, now, just come play the game with me. Young people don't have nights, or rather, young people have nights that are a little later than normal, probably, two or three hours later. So, come along and play the game!"

The president sat down and patted his side of the table, and I hmmm, walked over and picked up the handle.

Okay, I remember.

As I said before.

I couldn't even tell if the chairman had a point, or if he was just trying to fool me.

Now, once again, I was fooled.

Chapter 191 about my haunted childhood friend

"Good morning, Qin Feng."

Qin Lan didn't break her promise, she actually came over to wake me up as a childhood sweetheart.

It's no problem, because last night the chairman said not to think badly of Qin Lan, we're now very good childhood sweethearts, and as close childhood sweethearts, isn't it very normal to wake up in the morning in anime? Isn't that so-and-so Sumiyoshi who climbs over the balcony to wake up Oshima Xuki every day? Well well well if I were to give examples, then I guess this chapter would be over, so here goes.

However, these actions that seem normal in the anime are actually somewhat abnormal now, because even childhood sweethearts who are very close will estimate the difference between men and women and show restraint. But there's no need to express this, because childhood sweethearts are full of countless variables, and I can't say what's normal and what's abnormal for them. I can only say that as long as two people can accept it, then it's normal.

But, but, now it's a little too strange, isn't it. The latter said that there was something completely abnormal.

I can't say anything about the fact that she is acting normal. I don't have anything to say about her coming to wake me up. To be honest I'm still a little happy, this kind of thing does make a boy happy.

It's just that the way Qin Lan is, it's so, so strange.

If you opened your eyes in the morning and saw a guy lying on top of you, yes, on top of you, with a pair of eyes staring straight at you, you'd be woken up too, right?

That's right, what Qin Lan calls waking up is more like waking up scared.

I don't know when Qin Lan came in, how she opened my door and room door, but, I just saw, Qin Lan was lying on my bed, no, no, I should say, on me. I said how when I was confused I felt like I couldn't breathe in my chest and I couldn't turn over, but it was Qin Lan lying on top of me.

She was just on top of me, staring at me, her eyes were right in front of my face, looking straight at me, I could see her pupils that changed slightly in size, I could see me in her eyes. Her delicate face was right in front of mine, and the air she breathed gently caressed my cheek. In more romantic and disgusting terms, the breaths we exhaled and inhaled were all intertwined together.

"Good morning, Qin Feng."

She smiled and gently reached out, pulling down the blanket on my chest.

"Um...um...no...what are you doing?"

After using all my strength to restrain myself from wanting to scream, I struggled to smell her. Looking out the window, even though it's almost spring, it's still not daylight, which means it's not even seven o'clock yet, not even six-thirty I guess. She said she was going to pick me up in the morning, but what is that?

There was nothing wrong with her ideas, nothing wrong with her intentions, but the time and place of her approach was all wrong! That would obliterate the right purpose! This is completely abnormal, this is problematic, what is this? I didn't feel any affection or any love between childhood sweethearts, I just felt fear deep in my bones.

Isn't it true that people, or all animals for that matter, remember what they see when they are born? Let's say a calf, for example, is scalded with a warm water bottle when he is born, and when he grows up he dares to fight a lion, but will fear a warm water bottle. What's that called? I don't remember, but it does happen that way anyway. For humans, too, but I think every day of human life is a new day, and as soon as the first thing I see when I wake up, it's extraordinarily clear, especially, this time of year, when I see a frightening scene, a scene that wraps itself around my own brain for three days.

"What for?"

Tilting her head in puzzlement, she said, "Didn't I just say that yesterday? Wake up in the morning and call you ah."

I sighed and said, "No, no, no, I know all about that, what time is it?"

"Less than seven o'clock, but soon."

"You're coming here at less than seven?!"

From Qin Lan's house to ours is not far but not very close, this is not a neighbor's childhood sweetheart, this is not a childhood sweetheart that can be reached by climbing a balcony every morning, this is a childhood sweetheart that has to get up early and walk for about half an hour to get there. Counting the time that Qin Lan woke up early to wash up and put on makeup, Qin Lan probably woke up less than six o'clock.

Well, maybe you don't find it very strange, so let me explain, or you should have already noticed, in your mind, is Qin Lan the kind of person who wakes up early? Every time I went there at ten o'clock, Qin Lan was still in bed, and even when she got up, she was still lying on the couch. If you forcefully wake up Qin Lan, Qin Lan will be angry.

In other words, this lazy Qin Lan, she woke up at less than six o'clock on the weekend. Do you guys believe that? Do you really believe that? Why do you think Qin Lan is up so early? Is Qin Lan doing this just for me? To wake me up? No, no, no, I think it's even possible that Qin Lan hasn't slept all night!