Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

He pause for a moment, suddenly thought of something, the next second uneasily asked, "I ask you, the teacher came today in the end?"

“......”

Xiao Jingye pinched for a moment and lowered his head to silence.

He is telling others that he has a ghost in his heart.

Xiao Jingyan lightly threatened him and said, "if you don't tell me the truth, I'll let my father deduct your pocket money next month. I'll also tell Jing Yu that you are not allowed to buy snacks for you."

Young master Xiao, a bag of snacks can be treason.

He quickly recruit, even a punctuation did not have time to pause, "in fact, the teacher came, now in the upstairs, but I locked into the bathroom of my room."

Xiao Jingyan, "..."

Xiao Jing night rubbed the corner of a dress, coy way, "I didn't mean to."

How are you?

Xiao Jingyan helped his forehead, and his slender brow wrinkled unconsciously.

He said with a straight face, "go back now and let the teacher out."

Xiao Jingye wronged Baba, holding a corner of his brother's clothes, "but I don't want to do homework, I want to go out to play for a while, just for a while."

He blinked, round little face full of sincerity, "brother, you won't say it, will you?"

Xiao Jingyan said stiffly, "how do you know I won't?"

Xiao Jingye blurted out, "because I believe you, you are my brother."

At that time, they were still very young, both in age and psychology, very immature.

For Xiao Jingye, that kind of words may just conform to the occasion and opportunity, but for Xiao Jingyan, those two immature words are forever deeply engraved in his heart, which are difficult to smooth and touch.

Because I believe you.

You're my brother.

Time has changed, today, at this moment, the same scene, or the same people, but the words are very different.

The little boy who used to pull him around at a loss has grown up to be a real adult.

He can even look at himself without expression and speak with indifference. There is no sweat on his face.

Xiao Jingyan stared at him hard for a long time, but he couldn't connect him with his younger brother who would hold on to his clothes.

The scenes at that time and now are intertwined, and the general background can still fit each other, but the weak and helpless child can never come back.

He would have said, you are my brother.

Brother is the greatest patron saint of Xiao Jingye, who is only five or six years old.

Now he said, let me go.

How could things be like this?

Thinking of this, Xiao Jingyan felt a sharp pain in his temple, and convulsive sharp pain came from all over the world.

He swung and almost lost his footing.

Xiao Jingye didn't notice his abnormality. His eyes deviated from one side and lost the focus. He just repeated stubbornly, "let me go, brother. It's meaningless for me to stay here again."

"You..." Xiao Jingyan bit his teeth, but he couldn't make any sound.

Just as the two brothers were at each other's throats, and all their attention was focused on them, there was a loud sound behind them.

It's like the sound of some kind of ceramic or glassware being broken on a hard stone.

Xiao Jingyan was surprised. He put his finger on the door handle and trembled, but he didn't let go.

Muscles react one step ahead of mind to help him realize that if he let go of his hand now, Xiao Jingye will disappear immediately.

But before he had time to celebrate his timely response, he heard another scream like thunder.

He Wan'er's angry voice surged through the crowd, "you dare to go, if you dare to go out of this house today, I will die to show you!"