About my hopeless brother and sister

Maybe it's just an idea, maybe it's just a dream. But still, I wanted to catch up with the back of the front, I wanted, to give my sister one last bit of tenderness. So that she can leave with confidence, instead of Jiang sadness and worry loaded on her luggage.

After looking at me for a few seconds, Wu Moxie then gently lowered her head, looking at the bag she was carrying in her hands. Then, suddenly turned back to me and kicked me hard.

"Ah! Ouch!"

It really hurts. She kicked me in the front of the calf, and anyone who's experienced it knows what it's like to get kicked in the face. I can't even get angry at this point, because I'm dying of pain!

"This is your punishment for not being able to come to the literary club from now on!"

And then, there was nothing more. The next step was to go home as usual, talking to Wu Mo Xi on the way to some strange topics, jokes and jokes that let Wu Mo Xi hit me, thinking and also the warmth of a smile. Before that, I never knew that Wu Moxi could live with me in such a normal way. When I opened the door with the key, it actually gave me the illusion that this is my home with Wu Mo Xi.

Wu Moxi is an ordinary girl, ordinary life, ordinary family, ordinary hair, ordinary height, ordinary weight, ordinary body, ordinary speech, everything everything everything everything everything everything, among the girls around me, Wu Moxi is the most ordinary one.

But, my life, isn't it ordinary too? Ordinary food, ordinary fruit, ordinary house, ordinary school, ordinary looks, all of it is no different. My life is just ordinary.

As if it was a similarity that dissolved, the ordinary Wu Mo Xi was able to simply fit into my life. The other girls can't, they can only be able to integrate into my life by roughly stirring the buck and boosting the temperature to be around me after the whole change of my life.

Wu Moxi, also an ordinary girlfriend ah.

At the end of the night, I'll send Wu Mo Xi back. My day, it's over like this. Ordinary life, ordinary conversation, ordinary everything, and before me, completely different. Maybe, my sister is the beginning of this story, maybe, my sister is the end of this story, and after my sister is gone, my life, once again, becomes, ordinary.

I just don't know if this ordinary is real or not, how long this ordinary can last, how long this ordinary can exist, whether this ordinary, is, or is not, mine. Is this a dream, or is it my future? Can I or can't I just, like, enjoy everything? No. Shouldn't all of this be, shall we say, considered enjoyable?

I closed my eyes, and for some reason, that image of my sister standing in front of everyone protecting me kept coming up...did I miss my sister? Or did I think of relying on my sister?

I am familiar with my sister's back. I am familiar, I have seen all her backs from childhood, I have seen all her times, all her expressions, I know what a heavy burden she has carried on her slim and thin back, that is me. I know how much my sister has done for me, and I know how much bitterness is behind her smile.

I've seen that back, that strong, slim, stubborn back.

I spent the next few days staying with Song Yixin, planning what we could change. We didn't know what would be acceptable on the school's part, we had to use our judgment and go over the breakthroughs and changes from previous events to speculate. Also, we have to find the activities they want for the seniors, and we have to consider the budget and our manpower.

So busy. Really busy.

I never knew I would be able to do so much, I never knew I would be able to solve so many problems. I didn't want to be the vice president of the student union, but at the moment, I'm much more active than Song Yixin.

I didn't feel any sense of excitement that my dream was at my feet, but I did feel pleasure. I don't know why, but I'd be happy if the golden shimmer could analyze me in front of me. I don't know why, when I'm sweating, when I'm running, but I'm, like, feeling so pleasant.

Just when I was about to forget what I was doing....

Again, I saw that back.

The one I had known, the one I had relied on, the one I had chased after, the back.

The back that was long and strong in the setting sun.

Again, I saw that back.

"President, I've turned in my form."

I pushed open the door, looked at Song Yixin, and said.

My sister heard the voice and turned back, her long black hair flying in the air like a blooming flower or a whistling wind. With a smile on her face that was as gentle and beautiful as it usually was, she turned back and looked at me. I stood in the doorway, gently pressing the door knob, watching her.

Song Yixin was sitting behind the table, watching us, and she obviously didn't expect me to come back so quickly. The situation was very awkward at one point, at the beginning when Song Yixin asked me to deliver the documents I felt something was wrong, why couldn't I let those two guys who died before deliver them over there must be delivered, and today was the time to hand in the written speech, that means that the senior must deliver it over here.

I think Song Yixin was worried that I would be embarrassed, so she deliberately distracted me. I also knew that it would be very awkward for me to meet my sister at this time. However, I still see my sister, even if we don't say anything, even if we can only see each other's faces, that's enough for me.

"Ah, brother, it's hard for you."

My sister stood there, looking at me, smiling a little. The corners of her eyes were happy, her upturned mouth was stained with gentle ink, and the sunset, a brush, was on my chest, gently stirring. I don't know what she's thinking, and I don't know what I'd better say at this point, I just stare at her and answer, "Nothing, it's all I should do."

"Hey hey hey can you not steal my lines."

Song Yixin stood up and patted her sister's shoulder in front of her, smiling. My sister smiled back lightly and said, "Sorry sorry sorry, it's just a bit of an occupational hazard, after all, it's still a reflex that people call me Chairman all the time. However, now that I've handed in my speech, do you have any more requests?"

"Ahhh, it's nothing nothing President Qin Yun wrote something I'm still very relieved, senior year life is so busy and still bothering you to write this kind of stuff is really very embarrassing ah."

Song Yixin didn't even look at the speech, but put it inside the folder with her hands and feet. She still couldn't let go of it when facing her sister, because she had been screwed over once before, and now that she was her sister's junior again, she would probably be even more nervous.

"It's nothing nothing, I still feel honored to represent all of the seniors. It's not much of a hassle, after all I've written a lot before."

My sister waved her hand, then looked at me and said with a smile, "How are you guys preparing for this year? Reasonably, you should be finished getting ready by this time. It's just the show, I guess."

"Well...speaking of which, we haven't quite decided on the program side yet...because, because, we wanted to do something a little different this year..."

Song Yixin looked at her sister and said a little nervously, after all, it was a little not very nice to talk about changing such things in front of the previous one, kind of like she didn't do enough of the previous one.

Sister backhanded and thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Isn't that good? I'd be happy to see a more interesting graduation party as the first year if it could change. It's just that I don't know how you guys can change... No, no, no, don't tell me that I'm not a member of the student council anymore, I'm just an ordinary student, isn't this kind of thing, the more surprises the better?"

"Ah, yes, right. Well, we don't have any confidence that we'll be able to change, if the school doesn't approve. Let's just prepare ourselves for the fact that this year's graduation party is also very boring."

Song Yixin laughed bitterly and said, "Actually, we've only just handed in our planning documents, this is just the beginning of everything, if the school approves it, we need to prepare for even more things instead. Because all the changes are not just words, we need to do everything. Whether it's the pre-planning, the event plan and the contingency plan, all of it, we need to plan it together.

"Well, I'm looking forward to it oh. After all, you and your brother are the ones who planned it together! I'm just happy to see that you're working hard. Do your best, Yixin, younger brother."

The president walked up to me, patted me gently on the shoulder, and then said softly, "Brother, are you, like, growing taller?"

"I...I don't know, I'm not feeling..."

"Yeah? Haven't you noticed? Maybe it's just me, but anyway, I feel like, brother, you seem taller. Haven't you, grown up a bit?"

My sister laughed, patted my chest, then turned around and dashingly jumped away, turned back, and said with a smile, "Then, you two work hard, make, the graduation party that can make me see!"

Chapter 229 - About Me... (8)

As I said before, if "try your best" and "try your hardest" can solve all the world's problems, then it is much less difficult to survive in this world. It's not easy to survive in this world. When you face many things, no matter how hard you try, it's useless, because the solution is left to others.

For example, we are now waiting for an answer from the school, rather than at the same time, the only thing Song Yixin and I can do is to wait. That's right, we can't do anything right now, we can only wait and wait for the approval from the school's side to come down. Otherwise, we don't dare to prepare easily, or else we will probably end up with nothing.

But this waiting process is not pleasant, rather it's irritating. Because we can't do anything, this is a complete waste of time, but to say that we're a bit nervous even if we do the activity according to our original plan, it's better to say that we're barely able to get the activity going.

We have some advance thoughts though, because if our plan goes through, then our workload will be partially reduced. So, if the response from the school is quick enough, then we can still go ahead with our ideas. At the very least, it would still be possible to catch up in time.

"Qin Feng, you don't have to be too anxious, after all, this kind of thing isn't something we can get results from just running around the office a few more times. Besides, it's been two days since we've gotten any results. That's a good thing, too, proving that the school doesn't think our idea is ridiculous, otherwise we should have gotten the results yesterday, right?"

Song Yixin put the cup in front of me, the coffee inside slightly shocked, although it is only instant coffee, but I still feel that the aroma can help me to settle down. It's not a bad idea for me to rush back that day, but do you know how hard it was for me to stand on the bus in a short skirt? I always feel like the guy behind me wants to touch me..."

"It's not shorts inside the tennis skirt."

"That's not why! Do you think I'm a woman who likes to run around with two bare legs?!"

Well indeed I think my answer is a bit of an understatement, after all it's not a good memory as a girl to be tried to be molested on a bus. And it's true that Song Yixin is not a girl who likes to expose her skin, I've basically never seen Song Yixin's skin except at the beach, Song Yixin is usually pants and mid-length sleeves, even in summer, I've never seen her wear a short skirt, and the only time I can see Song Yixin's legs is the tennis court.

"So what did you do after that?"

"I slapped the guy behind me then I got off."

Well, that's really Song Yixin's style....