I, who advocate giving up, feel like a disqualified person

Chapter 17: Subtle Synchronous Conversation

"Swish...Swish~"

The sound of ingredients being stir-fried continued to come from the kitchen, and the aroma of food gradually filled the entire room. This made me, who was sitting on the sofa, unable to hold back any longer, and I got up and ran to the kitchen.

"I didn't expect your house here is much bigger than there..." I said as I approached Li Yinghui who was cooking. "And it wasn't messy when I got here. Usually, unoccupied houses are covered in dust and dirt."

"After all, Mom and I will come and tidy it up if we have time." She said, lifting a slightly discordant strand of hair hanging by her ear. "But, didn't you already ask this question when you first came here? Why are you asking it again now?"

"Ah... Really? Hehehehe~"

I changed the subject like this...I know you've asked this before. Is my memory not that good?

"Well, is there anything I can do to help?" I leaned over to take a look at the dishes being cooked.

"Don't look, there's no onion." She picked up a piece of meat with her chopsticks and put it to my mouth, "Here, let you taste it first."

"Oh, thank you~" No matter how many times I want to sigh, Xiaohui's cooking skills are really great.

"Then let me help you. There's not much left to do anyway."

"You really want to help?" She sighed helplessly. "Okay, just help me watch the pot over there. The soup will boil over when it starts to boil. If you see it about to overflow, just pick up the spoon and stir it."

"Oh, I see~" I said as I walked towards the steaming rice cooker. Although I had never cooked before and had no idea how to operate it, "Speaking of which, are you going out tomorrow?"

"Ah..." The sound of frying was temporarily interrupted. "Of course, after all, I came back this time for his business."

"Hey...what kind of person is he? I'm still very curious..."

"Him..." She paused, as if trying to form her words. Her hands continued to stir-fry, and then she turned off the heat. "I can't explain it clearly, but he is indeed a very important person in my mind."

Important people...

"Then... compared to me, who is more important?"

. . . . . . . . . . . . . .

"Is this Yun Zi? Are you here to see Ah Hao?" The person who opened the door to greet us looked like the senior's mother. The first person she saw was naturally the familiar senior schoolmate, and then she saw me standing next to her. She showed a puzzled expression, "Who is this..."

"Ah...I am..."

"Is he your brother?" She turned to ask Senior Xiang before I finished introducing myself.

"......"

Do I look that young...

"No, no, it's my junior." She explained with a smile, "Maybe it's because of my height, so he looks a little short." As she said that, she patted my head as if nothing had happened.

Damn it, I was treated like this... But I personally don’t think I’m short, I’m still about 1.7 meters tall.

As for left or right, and the degree, I won’t say much.

"Oh, I'm so sorry... Come in quickly." She said as she made way for us, "Ahao has been in the room the whole time, you can just go and call him."

"Oh, okay." The senior student seemed to know exactly where the senior student was and walked straight towards the room in front.

"Hmm..." I followed closely behind, "Come to think of it, do I really look young?"

"...I don't think this topic is something boys should be proud of."

"...Okay, let's not talk about this then."

...................

"...Why are you here?"

After knocking for a long time, the senior asked this question as soon as they met. It was obvious that he was still asleep. So it was not like what the senior sister suspected, that he was hiding something bad.

"I was also going to ask why you were so slow to open the door."

"Oh, I just fell asleep." He rubbed his eyes, "but you two can actually meet each other..."

"This, this is just because we happened to meet on the road!"

The senior student’s voice seemed a little loud when she answered...but why should she be so nervous? It made me feel a little uncomfortable too.

"Besides, I'm here to borrow the book we agreed on back then." She said as she was about to enter her senior's room.

"Okay, okay, I'll give it to you..." I saw the senior move sideways to block the senior sister's way, then rubbed his forehead and looked at me, "But what are you doing here at Sheji? Are you borrowing books too?"

"this..."

Damn, it seems I've been exposed. After all, what I just explained to the senior student didn't exist at all.

"Are you still asleep?" However, the senior didn't question me immediately. Instead, she leaned over to the senior and flicked his forehead. "You clearly forgot about the appointment with the junior! And you still want him to join our club?"

"..."

I was stunned for a moment, and my senior's eyes happened to meet.

After realizing that I was looking at him, his eyes blinked rapidly several times, and I understood the message.

【How is this going?!】

"Ahem... ahem." (It's hard to put it into words.)

"Hmm... Oh, so that's how it is... I remember now." The senior, as expected of a senior, understood what I meant. However, the look he gave me lacked a touch of friendliness.

"That's right." The senior student nodded with satisfaction.

I'm sorry, Senior, this is the last time I'll lie to you...well, only to you.

"Hey, the book you wanted..."

"OK, at least I won't be bored for a while. Well, there are other books of the same type, right? Let me go to the bookshelf and pick some..." As he said that, he tried to approach the senior's room again.

However, the senior still subconsciously...perhaps intentionally stopped the senior.

"What's wrong?" The senior student looked at him strangely.

"Um... this isn't a good idea." The senior touched his cheek guiltily.

Could it be that there really is something that cannot be seen...but isn't it common sense to hide such things? What made the senior so confident in placing it openly on the bookshelf?

"Well...what's wrong with that...it's not like I haven't read books in your room before."

"...It's better not to mention this matter in front of the younger generation..."

Oops, are you afraid I'll tell anyone? It seems like I've accidentally grabbed some useless evidence.

"Oh... don't say that." The senior schoolmate who realized something looked at me, "Otherwise I will..."

"I didn't see anything, you continue."

"Well, forget it. Since Haozi doesn't agree, I won't go in... Well, now you guys can talk about what you need to talk about." She said, took a few steps back, and looked at us.

“…”

“…”

Who knows what to talk about...

"Huh? Did Senior Su tell me something that I can't tell anyone else?" She looked at him, "Is it something I can't participate in?"

"...Uh, yes."

"That's it..."

Although she felt a little disappointed, she didn't let it show too obviously... Maybe she just wanted to talk to her senior. After all, it was summer vacation, and there were very few opportunities to meet seniors.

"Then I'd better go first."

Looking at the lost figure of my senior sister, I felt that I was really getting in the way. Therefore, I felt that I should do something for her.

"It's okay, Senior." As she was about to step out of Senior's house, I shouted to her, "If you don't have enough books to read, just come to see Senior as much as you want."

"Uh...hahaha, yeah yeah."

Senior said as he approached me from behind and placed his right hand on my left shoulder, squeezing it firmly, "Just come find me."

"I know, I know~" She turned around, and although her face was impatient, her mood was obviously much brighter. She waved at us and said, "Goodbye."

.....................

"I'm really impressed by you."

This was the first thing my senior said to me after my senior left.

"Oh, I've always been like this."

"I really want to give up my title as a senior and fight you."

"...Hasn't it happened once before?"

"If there is a first time, there will be a second time."

"We've strayed off topic." I reminded him.

"Ah... I really don't want to talk about it again if I can help it."

"Because your situation is really worrying, senior, I can't keep dragging it out like this." I paused. "Whether you like someone or give up on them, you have to give them a clear answer. If you keep it secret... it's really bad."

"Huh, now it seems... we really are alike." He subtly changed the subject, "Always worrying about other people's affairs."

"Just because you are a senior."

"Actually, I also want to figure out my own thoughts." He slumped down on the sofa, "...but I really don't know how to do it."

"It's okay, leave it to me." He patted his chest without hesitation, although he was not sure... but he thought it would be okay to give it a try.

The answer won't come easily

I won't touch anything I'm not familiar with.

Don't casually bring unfamiliar words into sentences, don't casually show off sentences you don't understand, don't take the initiative to contact people you are not familiar with, and don't casually intervene in events you are not clear about.

To be honest, it should be just mediocre thoughts.

If you use or touch something you don't understand without permission, it will bring unnecessary threats to yourself... This is what most people think.

The reason I didn't want to touch it was probably because I was afraid of damaging something. I was more worried about whether something other people cherished would be damaged because of me than about myself.

I'm not someone who brings good things.

However, can the things that we are familiar with and understand continue to exist well?

"not at all."

I'm not someone who can bring joy and happiness to others. Not only that, I can also cause harm to others because of my own actions.

I don't want to get involved in these things anymore.

Although I thought this in my heart, I still got myself involved in various things.

"What on earth is going on..."

Although she has no idea what happened to her senior, she still seems to be very eager to solve it. In her heart, she tells herself that "it is all for the senior's own happiness", but her true thoughts do not seem to be like this.

"...shadow..."

"Hmm? You've been talking to yourself since a while ago." The senior's voice appeared beside my ear, "What on earth are you mumbling about..."

"..." My senior's profile appeared in my field of vision, his eyes were still as...calm as ever.

Why could he be so calm, walking on the road under strong sunlight, and...on the road where he might meet her.

"I...I'm thinking about something."

After just dealing with it like this, I turned my gaze back in the direction I had just been in and saw my own shadow cast by the sunlight.

Chapter 18 The answer will not come easily

After talking with my senior, I finally learned that he and Xiaohui had walked home together for a period of time in junior high school. So I guessed that he might have been to her house but had forgotten.

After all, I have had similar experiences.

"How is that possible? Isn't my memory better than yours?"

This is what my senior said after hearing my idea.

"..."