About my hopeless brother and sister

You'll die if you don't fix it, right? Who made me stand here like a clown for a visit! But there was no point in me being angry, even if I didn't stand here, that good morning wouldn't have been given to me.

"It's been, there's been no reprieve."

I sighed, softly.

"Before Akira, you weren't like this."

"Before the obvious, you weren't like this either."

Time can turn two young childhood sweethearts into this, or it can turn a sensible and gentle sister into a deadly pervert who steals her brother's underwear and school uniform. This kind of change really carries uncertainty, no wonder life is no function exists.

Time can't go back, and I don't even know the reason why Qin Lan did this to me, I can't even make a guess. Time has changed all this bar, I know that time is such a thing, scolding him is useless, can only silently bear.

However, I still want to say something.

Time, I [bleep]!

Chapter 5 on the girl I never paid attention to.

I remember a lot of times people are comparing the difference between what they learn in high school abroad and what they learn in high school at home, but in fact they are all similar, human development until now, it is because of the explosion of knowledge human beings have such a thing as education, and for high school and junior high school things are hundreds of years old, those things basically will not change again, we must learn all those things, but the time to learn is just different, there is nothing to complain about.

Learning is naturally important, and many people may find it useless, but knowledge doesn't take effect immediately. It's true that functions don't buy groceries, but if you learn functions you don't need to buy groceries, everything you touch is stuff that requires functions. It's been cursed all the time, but there's no shortage of things like learning, and the level of learning determines one's place in society.

It's a fact, a fact that cannot be argued.

But also, as I said, since we have mastered these things, school is meaningless.

So, I don't think this whole thing of two people at my table and I reading a magazine and one sleeping shouldn't have been called into the office. We're not influencing anyone else, and since we don't feel the class is necessary then that means we both know how to do it, and we can do well on our exams, and isn't that the purpose of education these days? Do we have to be like everyone else around us now that we've served our purpose? Is it true that only those who listen carefully in class can learn well?

That could be....

Of course, such words are still not to be said, and can only be responded to with silence as the class teacher berates you.

But it's your business to say no, it's our business to listen or not, and don't you know that, class teacher? If only my values could be universal in the world, then there would be no point in going for it anyway. Why do humans always aggravate themselves....

Well, if it was all thought that way, mankind wouldn't be able to progress, and I apologize for personally standing in the way of the world, and I apologize to the philosopher-scientists who are trying to change the world because they're dissatisfied with it.

Maybe an hour? Perhaps even longer, the class teacher finally stopped educating us, he took a calming sip of the tea I had made and waved us off. The same table and I had a relieved look on our faces, then immediately turned to leave.

"Wait a minute, call Wu Mo Xi over."

The class teacher suddenly called out behind us, or rather, it should have been us. But my not-at-all-reliable tablemate had already pushed the door open and left at this time, leaving only an embarrassed me to turn back and collect a task I didn't even want to do.

Not that I had any complaints about the class teacher's behavior, or that this person had anything to do with me, but the reason I didn't want to take on this assignment was very simple.

Wu Mo Xi... who is it....

I told you I wasn't even going to know everyone in this class! I'm still waiting for them to get to know me! Wu Mo-hee? I really hadn't heard, who the hell was this guy.

When I got back to my class, it was the same inside the class, no one even looked at me or asked me what the class teacher had said. Well, since I didn't even know them, they didn't even know me.

The front of the room was still a small group of its own, but it was surrounded by a couple of boys who were pretty good looking, and they were laughing awkwardly, as if they were trying to insert themselves into the conversation. But I know they can't even insert the topic right now, where is the girl's topic so easy to insert, do you think it's guys who can become brothers in a second just by playing the same game?

With a polite smile, she smiled at each of her friends, saying something that seemed funny from time to time, and the people next to her laughed along with her. It was like a group of people surrounding their queen, but this queen didn't seem to have any intention of choosing one of them as her husband.

I walked up to the podium, and there was the seating chart right there on the podium, I looked at it and froze, the name was very close to mine, almost like the girl I had diagonally opposite. The girl I didn't remember at all. I looked over, and that girl had her head down, her long bangs hanging down, blocking her face. Hey hey hey, classmate, that hairstyle is against the school rules.

I walked up to her and gently left a message, "The class teacher is looking for you."

She lifted her head, a sight that suddenly reminded me of a certain snake goddess Fuuko, who also had rather long bangs that blocked her face. She stroked her bangs, and underneath them, was a pair of big, black eyes, her face was round, and maybe every organ of hers wasn't pretty, but it was comforting in combination. This girl should be considered a very pretty girl, no, she should be a very cute girl. But I really wasn't impressed at all.

She stood up and also gently returned my words, "Thank you."

She seemed to shrink her body, she should have been about 1.6 meters tall, and the shrinking felt unnoticeable. I'd be treated like a cockroach shrinking away when I passed by Qin Lan, but she easily walked through the crowd without even attracting attention.

This girl, have I really seen her before? So close, how I never remembered.

I chased her back and watched her walk out of the classroom. I was just a little weirded out by her, and as I watched her leave, I turned to go back to my seat, when I suddenly felt a gloomy sight behind me. It was like the hero in a horror movie who was being stalked by something strange, or maybe I was just scaring myself, but all of a sudden, I shivered and got goose bumps all over my body.

There was nothing behind me, but there were a few sleeping students, and this sight was definitely not theirs. There were also a few chatty male students with nasty smiles on their faces, which I don't believe could give me a chill, unless they were discussing how to get me to make a deal. And then there was the small group of Qin Lan's group.

But it's no different from when I was passing by, why would Qin Lan look at me, would you look at a cockroach that crawled past you? Do you care about people you find disgusting?

I circled around again to make sure no one was there and touched my head, it was so weird, I didn't know what was happening. How could anyone look at me like that gives me goosebumps...ah, there's one, that pervert!

Returning to my seat, my tablemate seemed to not want to sleep now, he took out his phone and put it on the table next to no one else, biting his left hand as he slowly slid the index finger of his right hand over the screen, maybe he was reading a sticker or a novel, I didn't care, he wouldn't disturb me anyway.

I sat back in my seat and watched the clouds outside. The sky was fine in the morning when I was being held down by my sister, but it had been cloudy in the afternoon, it was past summer, but the weather was still so weird now. Maybe it will rain, I look around me, well, there's no umbrella. But I still have my school jacket.

The uniform jacket is an amazing thing, this thing is all-purpose, you for example can put a few books into it to become an uncomfortable pillow, it doesn't hurt if you get dirty when you are doing hard work, it can also become an unreliable umbrella when it rains.

The bell rang and I consciously looked over, the seat I had never paid attention to was still empty at the moment. She still hadn't come back, what did the class teacher want with her....

Ah... I seem to be starting to care about something that has nothing to do with me, I looked up at the clouds that were almost hanging down in the sky and sighed. Why would I suddenly think of such a thing to say that she had nothing to do with me, or did I have some strange interest in this girl? I didn't want to have that thought because, I didn't want to waste my energy.

After all, I liked another person.

There's no point in trying for something that's not rewarding.

But it seemed like I was liking someone right now who couldn't possibly have an ending.

It's the last class, the sky is dark outside, the room is shrouded in a stark white light, and from the back row, the teacher's face is covered in shadows, as if she doesn't want to talk any further. I propped my head up and watched the chemistry teacher write reactions on top of it, while underneath there was a discussion of bullies and a commotion of scum, and it was as if my table and I were detached from the earthly gods and had nothing to do with this class.

"Report."

At this time, a small report sounded at the door. The teacher didn't hear it, as if the whole class didn't hear it, but I felt that I did.

She didn't push the door open, but stood stubbornly in the doorway, waited, and shouted again. Maybe it was just another shout, but I tried to listen, but I didn't hear it. She still didn't push the door open and just stood there, waiting, silently, for someone to open the door for her.

Why wouldn't she push the door open herself?

I helplessly averted my head, outside the window, a few pea-sized raindrops hit the edge of the window, and the sparse raindrops began to cheerfully leave the clouds that held them in place, jumping and falling to pieces on the not-so-welcoming earth. What a fool, what's the point of coming down now when they're going to end up back in the sky anyway?

The rain grew thicker and thicker, quickly becoming an impenetrable curtain of rain that hit the ground and splashed almost forming a wall of fog, making it impossible to see the outside world.

It was pouring rain, that's how it should be described.

Although I usually look forward to leaving this place, I think, right now, it's better not to leave the class.

Come, trouble you teacher, and talk for a while longer.

Chapter 6 about my regrettable downpour

In my student life, I think the one thing that is probably the least lacking is a passionate blood. Because of the hormones already belong to the soaring but nowhere to vent, coupled with the hot-blooded theme of the film anime densely bombed, everyone has a dream to become a hero in front of their favorite girl, even if the last fall in the arms of a girl, the wipe of the mouth with a bloody smile can become the most dazzling rose in the heart of the girl.

This is a dream that many boys have had, to be brave in front of the girl they like, to show their own immature masculinity. But rarely, or when they do, some people still make the mistake of wimping out. Choosing this is a life issue, and there are times when we may not have enough time to think about it, so it's up to us to be impulsive at that time.

Being impulsive may not be a bad thing, but you have to live with the consequences of your impulsiveness.