Another string reel from Bandoli

Then she faced herself like this...

A feeling of suffocation.

……

When the strings were separated, she seemed to have no idea what she had just done.

She held her brother Xian Juangan's hand tightly.

"Let's go out and play in the snow!"

Xianjuanxin, pulling Xianjuangan, who was still suffering from the effects of hypoxia, stumbled behind her and forced herself to step out of the dark room into the outside world.

……

It's not snowing outside.

The weather was not so good this Christmas.

The sun has already set.

On this ordinary day, the road outside the house was still wet. Xian Juanxin stepped on a puddle and stopped.

The water's surface reflected the blonde girl who had forced herself out of the confinement room.

She turned and looked at the new brother she had dragged out.

"Brother—come make snow!"

She just handed the gun that represented death to Xianjuan Gan.

There was a twinkle in her eyes.

"I...my gun doesn't have that effect..."

A hot body is like a sign of a fever.

Xianjuan's liver was speechless, and Qi'er III Ling, Si's wife 7s+aEn:, his gun was just a weapon.

"Brother, that's definitely okay! Give me some snow! That way, we can all play in the snow together, and everyone will be happy!"

This is a difficult thing to do, the strings are rolling and the liver is crying out in the heart,

If you can’t do it… Just say you can’t do it…

Xian Juangan had never learned how to manipulate the weather, or how to use the freezing gun to change the part of his memory that made snow.

The memories of the blue-haired old men were always a mess, each one a patchwork of bits and pieces. There was no coherence, no theme. It was all improvisation.

He could only learn what he had in his hands.

There are also things that he doesn't want to see.

But he just couldn't say it. She was looking at him with those sparkling eyes again, making Xian Juan Gan at a loss.

With the brightest smile today, it is impossible to look directly at her.

It seems that I can vaguely see some illusion...

The crazy voice in my ear appeared, in a tone like a burp.

It's not the alien who is only as tall as his calf, nor is it the one with the bowl cut.

It was the most common old man in a white coat and blue hair in his memory.

He...seems to be doing the same thing for someone...

The person before me seemed to be overlapping with a phantom with similarly blonde hair...

The brain doesn't have time to process the incoming information.

Xian Juangan's hands moved unconsciously, and he quickly calculated a few formulas in his mind. He quickly removed the outer casing of the gun he was holding, and with his fingernail, he adjusted the formula filling at the trigger and modified the low-temperature area parts adjustment.

Then, with the next shot, at the behest of the excited little blonde girl, both hands aimed high into the sky...

……

Snowing……

Snowflakes fall and the cold wind blows.

The cryogenic rays froze the clouds.

Snow was falling, fluttering down from the sky and landing on the two of them very lightly.

It swept across the entire mansion.

……

The two of them had a lot of fun that day...

Xian Juangan unconsciously satisfied her various requests

Constantly adjusting the proportion of snow.

The snow is getting heavier

It’s getting heavier and heavier…

until

The storm swept through the entire mansion.

The sudden snow, as heavy as cement, almost buried everything.

All around were swallowed up by snow in an instant...

Then they were both put in solitary confinement...

Xianjuan Gan is writing the test paper again.

In order to punish him this time, the difficulty of his test questions increased. The first few questions alone were NP-complete problems, Hodge conjecture, and Riemann hypothesis.

The difficulty increased so much that even the seven-year-old Xian Juan Gan was worried that he would not be able to hand in the paper within the one and a half hour deadline.

The body was gently covered, unlike the rough embrace before.

This time was different from last time, someone was with him.

Soft skin covering my body

Xian Juangan feels that it is better to be alone...

She was still surprisingly strong. Xian Juangan had already given up resistance and let her pinch his face and do whatever she wanted.

As long as it doesn't affect his test writing.

This is not normal...

But Xianjuan Gan had already found the answer to his abnormal heart reaction from his memory and books.

Genetic sexual attraction is the attraction between opposite sexes caused by similar genes. Generally, twins who haven't lived together for a long time, or haven't met each other before, once they reach sexual maturity and meet for the first time, their shared genes trigger an instinctive sexual attraction in one or both, sometimes to the point of being uncontrollable.

The person before me...

She's really my sister...

She came closer to him out of curiosity, leaned forward and sat in his arms, her golden eyes showing dissatisfaction with him for always being busy writing the test and ignoring her.

The dazzling gaze of the person in front of him made it difficult for Xian Juangan to look directly at her. He could only turn his eyes away unconsciously, forcing himself to not look at her, and it was difficult to calm down.

“Please… please let me go…”

Xian Juangan spoke in a low voice, his heart still beating at the same high frequency. He had never felt so embarrassed before.

He felt that he needed to wait for another day before his condition stabilized.

Xian Juangan was thankful that they met at the age of seven...

If it were older, the separation time would be longer...

The situation may be out of control.

Their genes are too close.

Unbelievably close.

"Brother...what's your name?" Her eyes seemed to have heart-shaped patterns.

The symptoms of this new sister seem to be much more serious than mine, and it may take three or five days to recover.

She seemed to be asking and answering her own questions, even though she already knew her name. Xian Juangan slandered her inwardly.

"Let's have a formal meeting. My name is Xian Juanxin, and my dream is to fill the whole world with smiles!"

"World... that kind of thing can't be done... absolutely can't be done..."

The only thing Xian Juangan could think of regarding this matter was to create a spectacular explosion of nitrous oxide for the whole world.

He can't make everyone in the world laugh.

It would be exhausting to make such a large dose of nitrous oxide.

"Really?" Her expression was a little distressed, which made Xianjuan Gan feel a little pain in his heart.

“Then all we have to do is have fun together.”

“Besides, I’m not the only one working hard now.”

She just swayed on herself.

Then draw on the blank draft paper on the test paper.

It was a rather rough and abstract picture.

Two humanoid figures holding hands flew over...the earthy ground?

There is a lot of empty space around.

"Anyway! Brother, let's fly tomorrow! And everyone else will too!"

She was demanding of herself again.

"Then we'll send cakes to everyone in the world! My brother will make a machine that can make food, and we'll make it rain syrup cakes!"

Putting her finger on her chin, she said to herself a bunch of unreasonable demands that would cause trouble to everyone.

Xian Juangan felt uneasy because both of them were still in solitary confinement.

And I can’t do it at all...

There seemed to be an electric shock flashing through my brain...

Something...something is gathering together in my mind.

The room we passed by during the mansion chase...

Every equipment

Every part

Every technological creation that was too backward for the old man in his memory, but more than enough for Xianjuangan, began to automatically disassemble and reassemble in his mind, and then...

"No! No! ...I can't do this."

Even if he could do it, he wouldn't do it!

"Brother, you can do it!"

She continued to stare at herself.

She put it close to her ear, blew hot air on it, and smiled.

"Because, what no one else can do, my brother can definitely do..."

There is a monster of desire hidden in my heart, which seems to be about to jump out of my mind.

It tells me that I don't have to be patient anymore.

Just do what you want to do...

……

The two people's confinement time was extended again.

This time I really couldn't even leave the room.

Tokyo was flooded with treacle cakes, and the cake rain lasted almost all day and all night.