About my hopeless brother and sister

I don't understand, I can't think of a reason why.

She sat silently on the bed, looking at the floor and saying nothing.

I, on the other hand, stood up, picked up a paper towel from the table, dipped it in water, and wiped my own blood from the floor. The blood that had turned black congealed on the floor and looked shocking.

A bedspring crunched and there was a rush of footsteps behind me, was it Qin Lan? What did she want, I just stood up, behind me, a body slammed into me.

Hands clasped around my waist.

A burst of warmth clung at my back.

I stood still, my heart beating so hard that I froze all over, not daring to move at all for fear of scaring away the butterflies behind me.

"Qin... Qin Lan..."

"Don't talk! Please..."

She growled, and then, with a cry, tightened her grip on my injured right hand....

A warmth, through the bandages, wrapped around my wound....

Chapter 26 on a night I don't want to think about.

"Don't talk! Please..."

My familiar and unfamiliar scent drifted to my nose in wisps, like a carving knife forcefully and precisely carving the weeping Qin Lan's face in my brain. Was that the Qin Lan from when I was small? Or is it now Qin Lan? Two similar yet different faces converged before me, smiles and tears mingling together like a web that bound me tightly.

Her long, slender fingers wrapped tightly around my injured right hand, around the bandage on my hand, around the warmth in my hand, around every inch and strand of blood in my chest, and she was weeping, her head pressed against my back, sobbing softly.

"Don't...don't...don't!"

She was behind me, mixed with weeping and shouting, like a child who has been robbed of something she loves but is powerless and desperate, standing still, holding what little warmth she has left and crying loudly. It was like a ghost that had lost its own body, weeping as it wandered about.

"Qin Feng... don't... don't..."

She gripped me tightly and cried loudly....

What am I supposed to say? What should I say, I don't know, I don't know, I really don't know, I don't have an inch of flesh to move all over my body, even my eyeballs, even my eyelashes, even even even a single hair, even, I can't even go, I can't even think, I can't even do it anymore.

Being held by Qin Lan, I can't even, think anymore?

I want to comfort her, I want to come back and hold her, I don't know why she's sad but I want to hold her! I wanted to comfort her and protect her so she wouldn't cry.

But I couldn't, I couldn't do it, I was like a third person, watching her clinging.

Don't don't don't don't don't!

Let me say something! Let me move! Just let me say a word!

Let me move!!!!

"Brother brother brother brother brother, don't sleep in the bathroom oh, you'll catch a cold after the water gets cold."

I opened my eyes sharply and there was the face of the chairman shrouded in water mist, his hair hanging down almost to my face. My body began to gradually return, embraced by the warm stream of water. There was no other sound in the bathroom, just the dripping of water, the dampness enveloping the place like a steam.

I fell asleep against the bathtub ah, it's a good thing I didn't slide down, or I would have definitely woken up. My right hand helped with the bandage, it was the only dry spot on my body as I tied a plastic bag to my right hand.

"Ah...why did you fall asleep..."

I stood up rubbing my undried hair. Looked at the chairman.

The chairman was staring at me, covering his mouth, as if he was too shocked to speak. The chairman was wearing only a bath towel, and now it was so loose that it was almost slipping off.

Ah, what's wrong...?....ah....

Wait, now let's clear our minds again.

After dinner, well, I was a little tired, but my body was sweating a lot because of the Qinlan holding me, so I decided to take a shower. So I approached the bathroom, ran the water, and undressed for a shower. The president told me not to clean the bathroom completely, and after that she had to wash it too, so I promised to do so and showered.

Then I should have fallen asleep, in the shower.

Then the president woke me up, or woke me up with a nightmare, and then, this is the scene now.

Well....

There seems to be a part missing in the middle....

Wait!!!

How about my dressing process?

So, I am now equal to...standing in front of the Chairman....

"You you you you you!!!! You...you get out of here!!!!! I haven't gone out yet, why did you come in?! You...you get out of here!!!"

I screamed, this was definitely a stain on my life, if there was a possibility this was a scene I would never want to recall, this was a day I felt like my life was all gray, I had clearly expended so much energy and strength now I was being mentally traumatized. I picked up a side of shampoo and body wash and threw it as hard as I could at the chairman, who laughed and dodged, then jumped away from the towel....

Can you guys imagine a ninety-pound man jumping into a bathtub?

Can you guys imagine being ridden by a 90-pound man who fell on his back into the water?

In that moment, I felt like my life was really black and white....

A few minutes later....

"So, Arashi actually did something like that."

The council president sat on the other side of the bathtub, hugging his knees, his hair coiled up and tucked into his shower cap, and looked at me with a wry smile.

"Yeah..."

I half of my body poked out of the bathtub, lying on one side as if dead, I really do not want to move a finger now, my back to the chairman, I really do not have the strength to drive her out, so I also broke, see are seen, do not mind taking a bath together.

There was the sound of water clattering behind me, as if the chairman moved, one foot quietly kicked my shin, and the sound with echoes vibrated in the bathroom, "So Mashiro doesn't hate you then, she even likes you, which means there's still hope for her brother."

"Then why did she do that to me before."

I asked weakly, but I also felt that I wouldn't get an answer, the only person I could ask about this matter was Qin Lan herself, and according to my theory, since there was someone who knew the answer, I had to go to that person and ask, not guess. However, I thought it might be good to ask the chairman.

"How would I know the answer to such a question, you'll have to ask Mashiro about that."

The chairman answered me with a tremble, the water vibrated sharply and the chairman unceremoniously placed both legs on my calves, muscles tense and looking like they were stretching.

The water shuddered again behind me, and the chairman wrapped his arms around my waist like a snake, lifting me up into his arms as easily and gently as a mother would hold her child. My back seemed to hit something warm and soft, the Chairman's smooth face gently pressed against the side of my face, and with a loving smile, she gently reached out and pressed her hand against my head and said, "It's okay oh brother, if you look at it this way, Mashiro doesn't hate you, why would she do such a thing in front of someone she hates? How could she let someone she hates see her weak side, so don't you worry, brother."

I sat silently in the chairman's arms, silently grabbing her other hand that was scheming to reach out to my chest, thinking, lowering my head and leaning into my sister's embrace, some times the chairman is pretty reliable. Maybe you need to have that almost elder in your life to give you some teaching in your journey, then that means that sister will only have some sisterly looks at this time.

I smiled, looked up into my sister's eyes, and said softly.