"Is that so...?" Meng Chang whispered, "Is his relationship with you restored?"

"It's okay." I said.

"Do you still like him now?" Meng Chang smiled.

"Hmm." I nodded.

"Then... did he notice it?" Meng Chang asked again.

"Probably. Sigh." I sighed, "Now the relationship...is even more difficult to describe."

"Don't worry, he won't be able to find a girlfriend like that," Meng Chang said with great certainty, "He can't speak, is weak and well-dressed, and has a gay friend. If he can find a girlfriend, I'll livestream him."

Omg.

I froze for a long time and blinked for a while.

"Really? Douyu Live or Station B? Hot or cold? Do you want a drink? Shall I squeeze it for you?"

"Forehead?"

Meng Chang froze.

"Pfft~~Fool... Well, if you knew what he looks like now~~I'm afraid you would like to let him be your girlfriend, or you can pretend to be his girlfriend~~" I lightly tapped Meng Chang's head , more emotional.

Ok?

Wait a moment?Ladies?

I couldn't help observing Meng Chang.Suddenly, I found that this boy lacked exercise, was thin and short, with delicate features and fair skin. Although he was not as good as my brother, he was still a top-notch seed... "Meng Chang! I suddenly want to introduce someone to you!" I was excited.

"Who...?" Meng Chang was taken aback by my eagerness.

"It's okay! He is a very beautiful person! He is very pleasing to the eye! I suggest you exchange ideas with him more... His name is Zhou Dongyu!" I took out my phone, dialed out Zhou Dongyu's phone number, and showed it to Meng Chang.

"The Zhou Dongyu you're talking about...is that beautiful actress who can become a duck...or just a coincidence...?" Meng Chang was puzzled.

"It's just a name hit, how can I know an actress, but he is also very beautiful. Come and see, this is his cos A, this is the maid C, this is the swimsuit D..."

"Hiss... I always feel that something is wrong?" Meng Chang stroked his chin lightly, frowning in doubt.

I looked down and suddenly found a subtle bulge under the bikini, sweating coldly, I quickly scratched it off. "It's nothing, it must be your illusion. In short, communicate with him! Just tell me what I introduced, and I want you to know a special skill he is proficient in!" I patted Meng Shang on the shoulder and said:

"You must not disappoint my expectations! Learn from him!"

"Ok!"

Meng Chang's eyes showed a firm expression.

—I hope he can be so determined when he knows what I want him to learn...

Suddenly, I came up with a great idea: next time I meet a boy who has misbehavior towards me but wants to get along with him, I will hand him over to Zhou Dongyu to brainwash him, first to become a big guy in women's clothing, and then to become a sexist A male-oriented female clothing boss, so that I can be best friends with him!

The name is: Licking Dog Spare Tire Purification and Purification Technique!It can also alleviate the contradictions in my country's marriage and love market!

What a little genius I am riding a horse!

After giving the number in my hand, I recommended Zhou Dongyu's QQ and WeChat all at once.Meng Chang added solemnly, probably thinking it was an important skill, and called him "Teacher Zhou" very cautiously.

No way, I’m going to laugh to death, I don’t know if he will go crazy when he knows that “Teacher Zhou” is going to teach him to wear a small skirt, hahahaha~~~~

After laughing, I softly stared at Meng Chang, suddenly inexplicably felt that his typing posture was weird, his fingers were weak, as if he had no energy, and every poke was clumsy and strenuous.But it's not the same as a normal muscle strain.He wasn't shaking, and he didn't feel any pain, just simply "weak".

Slowly I found that he was even weak in breathing.He couldn't hear anything, it was very small and thin, and it really made people wonder if he could get enough oxygen.

What kind of disease is it... I wondered.

It's a pity that there is no relevant knowledge or relevant memory in my mind.

Half an hour later, "Teacher Zhou" did not respond, and he might be making out with his boyfriend.Speaking of which, the size ratio of those two people is... Misty Grass, will they really not bleed profusely?I always feel like I'm going to be gone...

I was bored, so I asked Meng Chang to teach me how to draw Kirito, the simplest manga sketch, and I tried my best to be careful and serious.After studying for a while, I suddenly found a surprising discovery. It seems that I can concentrate on this matter for a long time.

It is the first time in my life to really paint, but the result I can make is completely unbearable to look at.The Kirito brother I wrote is not like the black-clothed swordsman of Sword Art Online, but more like Tukawa Murami + Xiufayi double-knife teacher Tony.The distorted hairstyle like a killer, coupled with the disdainful eyes of Jack Ma's father-I always feel that he wants to ask you to apply for a card in the next second.

"Not bad, a little talent."

It's just that Meng Chang still praises me, oh my god, this licking is almost beyond comprehension.

"Brother Ay, be honest, women hate dishonest men the most."

I despise him.

"I mean you have a talent for drawing comics."

Meng Chang was amazed.

"Don't blow it up, don't criticize it, just this style of painting is 20 years ahead of the joke world."

"..."

I was so angry that I wanted to eat all his chocolates, and then realized that I might not be able to eat them all, so I took a small bite of each.But Meng Chang didn't care, just smiled without saying a word, as if he had found a treasure--I just realized it.

With a big blush, those chocolates were forcibly thrown away.

Damn men are hentai.

including me.

These are probably the ordinary tastes of life that can heal trauma and depression in the theory of happiness.In the morning and noon, Meng Chang taught me how to draw comics; in the afternoon, I asked Xin Fan to read them together.I gradually learned the origin of Meng Chang's rich knowledge. His legs are already crippled and he cannot go out.But he said: His biggest dream is to go to sea, to the North Pole.Because "Mu Zhili" once said that she most admires a man who can stand at the end of the world.

...I always feel that this guy misunderstood the meaning of "Mu Zhili"...

Or, in fact, he also knows the correct understanding, but such a thing is too remote to do, and for a person who is left with only wheelchairs and hospital beds in this life, it is too cruel to just fantasize about those things.

After all, people are creatures who live by ideals. Ideals that deceive themselves and others are better than ideals that are not motivated.

Seven o'clock at night.

When An Jianchen opened the door and saw me, he froze.

I was playing cards with Meng Chang, and I was hung with a hammer. If I lost according to the money, I guess I would almost export my Chuye.

Old Ante looked around me several times in disbelief, "Mu Zhili, Mu Zhili, you don't go to class today... just stay here with him all the time?"

"Caring for patients is everyone's responsibility." I said seriously.

"Put it down," An Jianchen rolled his eyes, "I don't know you yet. You were in a bad mood about yesterday, so you don't want to go to class?"

I didn't speak.

"It's not a good thing to be too casual." He shook his head, "It's also not a good thing to run away too much. There are many beauties, Mu Zhili, you have to learn to be brave and strong." This sentence is in a preaching tone.

Throwing away the card, I didn't look at Lao An, and smiled tenderly at Meng Chang, "Meng Chang, I'm going back."

"Didn't you just say... Waiting to see the dust, Er Que fights against the landlord?" Meng Chang was very smart to detect my mood, but he still refused to give up and said, "Would you like to stop playing for a while?"

"My brother called me home for dinner." I said.

"Qi." An Jianchen was upset.

"Oh well..." In the afternoon, gossip Meng Chang already knew the embarrassment of Mu Qiuyun and I, and naturally understood that this was a lie. He smiled and didn't continue to stop me.

Of course he couldn't stop it.

I was angry, and the one who wanted to hear the surrender was a certain Ann Gouzi.

But in the end Mou An didn't stay, I guess, because of the so-called: "You can't...give me another bad chance."

Pooh.

[If a bad woman can live a happier life, maybe it would be better to be a bad woman wholeheartedly? ] This idea suddenly popped up on the road.

This kind of thought startled me, and I quickly threw it away, threw it away, threw it away, and completely threw "it" into the corner of my memory, and then my heartbeat gradually stabilized.

Damn - how can I be bad?

But when I got home, the huge room accompanied by only "Xin Weiwei" made many bottom lines and principles gradually blurred. Under the catalysis of loneliness and depression, I even thought for a moment...to try the bar. The low-level stimulation of erosion... Of course, it is only for a moment.

Suddenly.

The bell rings.

When I saw the screen, I was slightly taken aback. The caller turned out to be:

【Ou Nei Sauce】

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Ps:

【Ou Nei Sauce】

[Has been marked as "handsome guy" by 327 people]

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Mu Qiuyun's call was very brief, with no tone, always indifferent and clear.But this phone call really confused and confused me.

But it's something to be happy about.

Mu Qiuyun wanted to make up lessons for me, yes, once upon a time, the "sister" who was still in the bottom [-] in the school was going to make up lessons for his "brother", the top student... All these changes were fast and absurd, completely different from the past in memory. The current situation of the conflict even makes me feel in a trance sometimes, wondering whether those memories of "Xueba Mu Qiuyun" really existed?Was I actually that silly sister from the beginning?

A lot of self-doubt, a lot of blurred boundaries, after meeting Meng Shang and filling up the memories of my sister, they are always strange and strange in front of my eyes.I am more and more at a loss: who am I?

This is upheaval.It frustrates me and frightens me.I clearly felt that I was being gradually pulled into that vortex by the identity and memory of "Mu Zhili", and sometimes I even lost my mind and temporarily lost my memory.The female cognition that has been completely integrated and assimilated by identity and body has finally launched an "offensive" against the rootless male cognition, and it is almost a destructive advantage...

Perhaps one day, I will change my mind from the bottom of my heart: body changing never existed at all, I am Mu Zhili, and I have always been Mu Zhili.Those memories are a superfluous dream.

Is this a release or a new bondage?I can't tell.But one thing is for sure.The earliest and earliest Mu Qiuyun, the Mu Qiuyun who wanted to be a good woman in the heart of an otaku, the Mu Qiuyun who almost wanted to have a lily with Lin Yaer... all died completely, and no one will remember existence Pass……

If I sink like this again, what awaits me will be to become a complete woman.I can't figure out whether I'm afraid or resigned to such a future in my heart.

"Who changed my life~"

"I remember that I was never pessimistic~"

I vaguely remember such a sentence in "The End of the Earth".

Anyone can change, but really, can we never be pessimistic?

In class the next day, I kept thinking about my identity as Mu Qiuyun, and my interest in listening to the class faded and I lacked interest.I was called up by the teacher three times in the morning, and the English teacher asked me what to say on Saturday, my brain twitched, and I froze for a while, unable to remember, hesitated for a long time: "six...sixday?"

—— Then he was fined to stand for a class.

It’s a shame to be punished, especially the snickering from my classmates, but I’m more in a desolate and vicissitudes mood. After finishing the calf, my brain circuit has really melted. Will I also ask “trigonometric functions” in the future? What is it?" "Wednesday is threeday?" "Smoky cage, cold water, moon cage and sand... The business girl doesn't know the flowers in the backyard?"

Bah bah bah!I don't want that!

...But if that day is really unavoidable, and I can, what should I do?

In the afternoon, after dinner, and when it was time for tutoring, I walked to the small kiosk on campus where I met Mu Qiuyun.He had already been waiting there, holding a book in his hands and focusing his eyes, and he had been contented here throughout the late spring and early summer.This scene reminded me of Gu Jiaming's "feeling theory" of love. I admit that Mu Qiuyun at this moment has a unique "feeling" that I can't take my eyes off.

I walked towards him, exhausting all the amorous feelings I had learned, to bloom for him.If he is a hot and fulfilling summer flower, then I would like to be the spring rain, to be his nourishment and his foil, and to be his double-edged red lotus.

I am his inseparable younger sister, his twin flowers who are like glue...Even if, even if his stamen is facing someone else, I still want to do it only for his own good.

Although, this kind of thinking is really stupid, very stupid.Those silly girls who were cheated, and the honest people who took over the offer, all suffered because of this kind of thinking.But it doesn't matter - this is what I deserved.After all, once upon a time, I was like this too, ignoring and failing his friendship.

It is both reincarnation and retribution.

I am willing to accept.

"elder brother……"

When I got closer, I thought of ten thousand ways to strike up a conversation.

But his word made me dizzy.He glanced at me, frowned, and asked:

"Are you hiding something in your heart again?"

"Well."

Being seen through orz again, he seems to be getting smarter and sharper.But I was blushing and heartbroken about this matter and couldn't say it at all, and I didn't dare to say it.

【Actually I like you……】

This sentence is terrible.Once it is said, it is difficult to be a brother and sister again.That barrier is broken, it's okay for him to like me, at most he will face some secular pressure.If he doesn't like me, even if he likes a man.

- I'm completely out of the game.

No exaggeration, with his decisiveness and rationality towards feelings, and the uselessness of a sister like me.He will definitely discard it decisively.Anyway, I was the first to tear up the name of "brother and sister", and he didn't even have any moral pressure to alienate him.

It's like every big brother ay in the world who has a crush on but dare not confess... can still be friends and play together without tearing up. If they break up, there are only two results, and most of them are tragic results.For someone like me who is easy to be satisfied and very cowardly, "I would rather eat enough than meat" is a life creed in a certain sense.

"So, what is it?"

Mu Qiuyun saw me hesitating in a daze, and chased after me again, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth.He is... secretly happy?Why are you happy?

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