About my hopeless brother and sister

The cousin vowed to push up her breasts, for girls this action is actually quite seductive, right, but unfortunately, the lack of capital to do it can only make people feel a little pathetic....

I squeezed a sound out of my throat as a reply. My cousin stood in the doorway of the living room, then looked at her watch and said, "Cousin, it's after eleven o'clock. Aren't you going to bed?"

I looked at the clock and the hands on the clock were about to merge together to announce the arrival of the next day.

I shifted into a more comfortable position on the couch, and then rearranged the blanket I had been covering myself with, making sure to wrap my feet. Then I took a sip from my glass of milk, which had gotten a little cold, and paused, saying, "Go to bed, you have to get up early tomorrow, your cousin isn't back and I have to wait for her."

I put down the glass of milk and instead of picking up the handle again, I said silently watching the fire on the screen. I'm already a little tired, even if a game is fun, there will be times when I get tired of playing it, and when one has something on their mind, no matter what they do, it will be tasteless.

Recently, the chairman of the board has been working hard to prepare for the Olympics, and he always comes back late, so he would have had to take an extra class, and he would have had to continue studying at school afterwards. In order to help these students, the school has prepared a classroom for them to study and prepare. Today, the chairman stayed there until midnight as well.

[I'll be back late, so don't wait for me, you sleep with that vixen!

I silently picked up my phone with the last text she'd sent me at ten o'clock, and now, it was going to be midnight. The crazies aren't even over yet?

I looked at the time, it was getting to the limit of my patience at this hour. I'll allow you to stay out longer for personal reasons, but I will never allow a girl to stay out all night, and as long as it's past twelve, then this will never be allowed.

I stood up and turned off the TV, then went to the door and grabbed my jacket. Looking back at my cousin, I said, "Go back to bed."

"Yeah."

My cousin yawned, then went into the bedroom and closed the door. I, on the other hand, pulled the door open, walked out, closed it softly, locked it, and then turned around and went downstairs.

The voice-activated lights in the building woke up to the sound of my footsteps and seemed to look around in a bit of panic. My shadow turns to lengthen then shorten in the corridor, and I push open the door to the building and step out.

A cold wind woke my touch that had become somewhat numb at home, and I shivered, exhaling slowly. My breath misted in curls under the white street lights of the neighborhood. It's already winter, after all, and it's going to be Christmas.

Another week has passed, ah, without much feeling.

There was no sound in the neighborhood, no cars, no barking pet dogs. When I looked up, the lights upstairs were sparse, even though tomorrow was the weekend and people were still going to bed early.

As we walked down the street, the street lights sprinkled the road with dusk, leaving only a few barbecue trucks that didn't want to go back still busy on the side of the road. But the tables set up by them were no longer as hot as they had been in the summer. The dense traffic had thinned out by this time of year, too, with only a few headlights forming a shooting star, racing past on the dusky river.

I rounded the corner and could already see the school building. I squinted my eyes and stared at the place, where all the lights had been turned off. That means there shouldn't be any students inside, maybe I'm out more accurately?

A shrunken figure in front of me was almost shivering on the road, and the figure looked small and ridiculous in the dim light. I sighed, it looked like I was still a little anxious about the president staying out late at night, I actually forgot to take out the president's coat, these two days were supposed to be quite warm during the day, but the temperature difference between day and night was quite large, I didn't think I would stay until now president, no warm clothes.

I took a step and walked over to the figure.

"Brother brother brother brother brother..."

Hearing footsteps, the figure raised its head and looked at me with a shiver, calling me under its breath this time not knowing if it was because of the cold or just based on what it usually called me.

The would-be president was wearing a thin one.

"I told you to put your coat on long ago."

I unbuttoned my own coat and then draped it over the president's body. The President reached out and took my arm with his left arm, snuggled up to me, gripped my coat tightly with his right hand, ducked his head in, took a deep breath with a smile, looked up in ecstasy, and said, "The smell of my brother..."

"...If you smell it again, give me back my clothes."

"Don't."

I sighed heavily, and then, looked up at the not-so-bright starry sky.

The chairman beside me was probably really tired of being with me, but he just held me tightly and didn't want to say anything. When the two of us were together, we rarely had this peaceful and stable, like a normal sister and brother atmosphere. This was actually a bit uncomfortable for me.

"That..."

I scratched my nose in embarrassment, but I was actually a little shy because I took the initiative to break the silence with the chairman? The President froze and looked up at me with a smile.

"Odyssey... is it hard?"

I asked another bullshit question....

"Okay."

The president sniffed and nudged me again, reached out, and draped a corner of his coat, over my shoulders.

"Well, even though the Olympiad questions are hard, and there are a lot of tests, and the teachers are annoying...and there are always students watching me...but tonight, my brother came to pick me up, and for me, it was worth all the hard work this week. "

My sister was beside me, whispering but happily, in my chest.

"Sh...what ah...don't talk so mushy okay, you're hard work isn't even your choice...you're the one who fixes so many things for yourself...I...and I'm only doing it because you're a girl..."

It's rare for the chairman to be so serious and not be offline as usual, maybe because he's so tired. The result made me uncomfortable at all, I felt my own face burning a bit under the Chairman's gaze and my brain was a bit confused.

"Hey... brother's shy... so cute and adorable..."

The president rubbed against my chest and I felt my coat shake off. I looked down at her obviously happy and relieved smile.

Maybe the president was really, really happy to see me from school.

It's the same as when I was little and watched people being picked up by their parents, and finally, when not many people were left, I guess I saw the Chairman hurrying over.

"Brother...you've been, lately, tired too, I guess..."

The president looked up at the small area, the light from the family's living room lit up in the not many lights, and whispered.

"Huh? Me?"

"Yeah...getting up early and going to bed late every day for me, and dealing with so much interpersonal stuff."

The chairman reached out his hand and gently held my hand, and the warmth unique to the chairman, from my hand, gradually spread.

I hadn't felt anything, but, only after the president said that, I felt it, a wave of exhaustion.

"It's okay, it's nothing."

"Brother...you've grown up too...but, brother, if it was you before, you wouldn't be able to have relationships, right?"

My sister lifted her head and looked into my eyes.

"...Yeah."

In middle school, I didn't have any friends. I didn't have anything to worry about with Wu Moxie, I didn't need to cook at Qin Lan's house on weekends, I didn't hang out with a girl, and I wouldn't have a chairman to think about. Now that I think about it, at that time, it was really leisurely.

But now then, I actually, also began to think about so many things, my weekend, in advance, was wrapped up. My time was divided up among others.

Is this supposed to be a kind of happiness?

"Brother, I'm not going to be home for Christmas this year."

"Huh?"

I seem to have heard some bad news?! My brain, which had been remembering the past, snapped awake and I looked down at my sister, a little puzzled.

"Just literally, but not for long. I'm going to winter camp for the Olympiad for ten days, and I'll be back on New Year's Day."