Conan: My Old Sister Maurilan

The sound of footsteps came from the door, and Xiaolan woke up instantly, remembering that she was in the bedroom of the public student at the moment, and hurriedly stuffed the notepad in her hand into the black backpack.

Before the door opened, the whole person got into the quilt, pretending to be asleep.

"Crack----!"

The door opened, Gongsheng looked at the room of Weihe, at the first glance he noticed a figure protruding from the quilt, and at the second glance he found that his backpack had been moved.

And, the dumb hair on the top of the head points to the position of the bed.

"Sister, are you asleep?"

When he came to the edge of the bed, Gongsheng bent down and lifted a small corner of the quilt, his black hair was scattered and poured on the beautiful face, covering the girl's face.

The faint light collided with the girl's unaware teardrops, and the reflected light pierced into Gongsheng's eyes.

Are you crying...

Gongsheng was a little distressed, and he also guessed what Mao Lilan got from his backpack and what he saw.

Quiet, without speaking, maybe this is a sleepless night.

"I'm going to rest on the sofa, sister, go to bed earlier."

Really, such a beautiful face is full of sorrow, Gong Sheng stretched out his hand and brushed it lightly, wiping away the tears.

The palm accidentally touched the cheek as white as jade fat, but it didn't even leave the warmth, so he pulled it away.

Drop the corners of the quilt...

Suddenly a hand broke free from the quilt, grabbed Gongsheng's arm instantly and accurately, and firmly fixed the position of the wrist with strong force, without defense, there was no way to react to the sudden attack.

Seeing the hand grabbing him, Gong Sheng felt a weak inward pulling force, maybe he could break free easily.

After all, he didn't break free and was held.

"The quilt is warm, let's rest."

If you push it away again, it will really push it away.

Xiaolan, who was hiding under the quilt, closed her eyes tightly, her mind was full of the image of a boy sitting in front of the computer, maybe she had never even drank a sip of water, from Moon Rabbit to Jinwu, her pupils were tirelessly staring at the screen.

On the notepad, there is a huge workload densely packed, only numbers with plus signs and no minus signs, going straight to one billion, and finally there is the so-called Lan Zhai.

The soft mattress began to sag, adding the weight of one more person, and the other person moved so cautiously.

"Uh, this bed is so soft, it's a bit uncomfortable to sleep on."

The gentleman complained softly.

After sleeping on the hard bed at home for ten years, suddenly sleeping on this kind of soft bed, the whole body is in a sinking state, as if it will sink in the next second and cannot be pulled out, Gongsheng feels uncomfortable.

Reaching for the backpack, the position of the notepad has been moved, and it was pulled out together with the pen.

The quilt is slightly loose, and the fluffy 'corners' show a little...

Gongsheng opened the notepad, because it was sticky due to being wet with tears, and the weight was higher than that of ordinary paper, and he easily turned to the page of 'sister bought a house'.

I heard the sound of the paper, and there was a tremor next to it...

Gongsheng looked at his elder sister who was still under the quilt, his whole body trembling weakly, he heard a subtle but thick nasal voice through the silk quilt, he was sobbing while worrying inside.

If this continues, it will be a nightmare.

Thinking that the first sentence I will say tomorrow morning will be "I dreamed that my brother died"...

Gongsheng let out a long sigh, and patted his hands on the pillow twice, signaling Xiaolan not to pretend to be asleep again.

"Just the two of us, sister and brother, just say what you want to know."

With the door closed tightly, the air conditioner blows out warm air to fill the entire room, and the dim lighting makes most of the room invisible and dark.

The quilt was lifted, and she was still in thick pink pajamas. Xiaolan raised her tear-stained cheeks and stared at her younger brother.

I didn't lie to Shinichi...

Xiaolan and Gongsheng have never appeared in the bathroom at the same time, but the twins have been bedside people for six years since Mao Lilan was one year old until she was seven years old.

From the very beginning, he couldn't speak, but deliberately wiped his saliva on his younger brother's face, and tried his best to tease him...

And now, wiped his face with his own tears.

"..."

Want to say a lot, a lot.

Why does my younger brother do so much, why does he hide it from him with Yuanzi, why doesn't he let himself know...

Just joking, slightly complaining to my younger brother about the embarrassment of father and daughter who live with their father...

No, in fact, there was a moment of expectation that, like other students, I could have my own separate apartment, a living space for one person, go to school right in front of the door, and stay up late watching TV with my girlfriends.

Xiaolan has now forgotten what kind of expression the younger brother sitting opposite her showed when she said this idea. She just remembers that he didn't say anything, let alone promise anything.

Very bland, like air.

"To be honest, my sister is really beautiful."

After all, the shameless boy spoke first.