I am straight!

Wrong," the senior sister nodded slightly: "I'm too picky. "

The senior sister generously admitted her pickiness, and then smiled at me.

I also responded with a smirk, and was about to continue to get close, but was suddenly stopped by senior Lal: "chord."

"kindness?"

Senior Lal handed over a delicate glass bottle, which contained a transparent amber liquid, and the fragrant smell made me feel relaxed in an instant.

"This is a gift. Ann and I, as well as Elliot and Claude, have been taken care of by you since school started."

"Ahaha, it's nothing!" Such a solemn thank you made me feel embarrassed.

"Miss Xi said that she was going to take an aromatherapy bath tonight, so I thought it would be best to give you a bottle of essence."

"You're so thoughtful..." I laughed and swallowed the phrase 'the store should prepare all kinds of flavors' that I almost said.

"The shop owner said that the fragrance of this smell will make people feel very relaxed and comfortable. I see that you have not been in a good spirit these days, so..."

"...Thank you, Senior Lal."

"You are Welcome."

I also gave him the prepared sachet, and then walked to the flower garden in the suburbs with the local people who led the way.

It may be the longitude and latitude of this small island. Although it is autumn, there are so many flowers and plants blooming vigorously, colorful and beautiful, so beautiful that people can't help but stop and stay.

I took out my camera and tried my best to take pictures of the most beautiful scenery I saw. Suddenly, I felt that there was nothing wrong with the photography department. Traveling at public expense was such a pleasant thing.

"We will be grouped according to the names I called out later, and we will come back here for dinner at noon," senior sister Xi said, reading out the pre-arranged groups one by one: "Ann, Lal, Chord"

...Eh, share with that pair of brothers who are out of tune?it will be very troublesome...

I twitched the corners of my mouth, still grabbed Ann who was about to protest, and squeezed his fingers comfortingly.

An glared at me, but didn't speak after all, and turned her head away as if by default.

Instead, Elliot protested first: "Hey? I want to be with Chord! I don't want to be separated from my dear~"

"Are you a primary school student? Why do you have to be together every second? And don't call me dear, it makes me fluff!" I was angry.

"I can't wait to become one with you and never be separated, little chord~" Elliot said, showing a sweet and shy smile like a girl, which made my goosebumps jump.

"No, you are going to act with the twins today." In the end, the senior sister said: "I will go with Nasser and the kitten."

Bell, who is called a kitten, looked at me with pitiful eyes that made me a little worried, and I could only touch his hair comfortingly: "Don't worry, senior sister and Senior Nasser are very good people, and they You don’t have to be careful when you’re together, aren’t you here for sketching today? When the group activities in the morning are finished and after lunch at noon, I’ll accompany you to sketch, okay?”

Bell's glasses lit up immediately, he nodded quickly, and trotted to Senior Nasser's side.

I don't think there is a problem with Bell's attitude of coaxing children, because Bell likes this very much.

After getting rid of the difficult crowd, I exchanged greetings with Senior Lal and picked up a small path to move forward.

To be honest, I have been with senior Lal for two months, but I still don't quite adapt to the way of getting along with senior Lal.

Talking to him is very easy, but senior Lal pays attention to etiquette, getting along with him is like getting along with someone you don't know very well, thank you and sorry have to be just right to feel that you won't be too rude.

But generally speaking, if it's just for chatting, it's good to get along with senior Lal.

I was chatting with senior Lal while I was walking, and senior Lal also smiled and talked to me, only occasionally looking at Ann who was behind us.

In fact, I really want to give space and time to these two brothers, but An is really difficult to deal with. If I don't watch, he may turn around and leave.

I simply picked up some things that happened when I was in class with Ann and told Senior Lal, he really listened very seriously, if he heard the professor praise Ann, he would show a gratified expression, a look of honor The way I look, I feel very heartbroken.

Ann is an awkward guy, it's such a good thing to care about his brother so much, why does he always have an expression of 'I don't want to see him at all'.

I glanced back at Ann—he was staring at me and didn't know what he was thinking. He suddenly met my gaze, blushed a little, and turned his gaze away.

... This kid has been getting more and more weird lately.

"Ann, it's hard to come here, why don't you take a single photo?"

"Not interested in."

"... Your only interest is composing music?"

"……perhaps."

I froze for a moment, and asked him a little strangely: "Maybe? Are you not from the composition department? And aren't you called a genius young composer?"

"...You really haven't heard of Ann's name at all?" Senior Lal asked me depressedly. He was probably a little depressed because of my younger brother who didn't know his favorite younger brother.

"How do I know about rich people's circles?" And why do I have to know his name.

"In short, these are not important things. You haven't answered my question just now - don't you like composing? Why use such a vague word as 'probably'?"

An frowned, but told me calmly, "Maybe I liked it at first."

Does that mean you don't like it anymore?

I still think I should continue to ask, but Ann walked forward quickly, obviously refusing to answer.

... Forget it, I will ask again when I find a suitable opportunity later.

Lal stared at Ann's back and frowned, as if he wanted to say something to Ann, but hesitated to say anything.

"Shall I find a chance for you to be alone?" I asked Lal.

"...No, even if he's alone...he won't listen to me."

"The relationship between you two...how can it be so bad?" I scratched my head in distress.

"...We were very close when we were very young. He was very cute and soft. Although he didn't talk much, everyone could tell that this child was precocious and smarter than other children. It may be that children are xenophobic. Well, for people who are different from themselves, they will subconsciously want to stay away, bullying..."

"According to the urine nature of the dog blood plot, you probably protected him?"

"……kindness."

"Then because of various reasons, he had to stay away from him, so he misunderstood that you 'abandoned him', so he stopped getting close to you and hated you instead?"

"...It's not a misunderstanding."

"Hey?"

"...He is really smart, much smarter than me. He always remembers what the teacher teaches, and the pieces he occasionally plays are also praised by the master for being spiritual. At the beginning, I can teach him something, but later , but he guided me.”

"...Ha, IQ can't be forced?" I saw Senior Lal's forced smile, so I had to laugh beside him.

"He and I are not real brothers, but we are always together with him, so we can't help but be compared. My father and mother feel ashamed, so they ask more of me. I can't do it, and what I get is the people around me." The cynicism and the angry scolding of my parents, at that time I was... very sad and angry."

"...Ah, I can almost imagine the ending."

"Yes, I was too young at that time, and I didn't understand the magical power of language... I said some... very... no, very hurtful things to Ann, who has always believed in me."

When Lal said this, the smile that was still on his face suddenly dissipated, and was replaced by a sad sigh: "I always wanted to remedy it...but it was too late."

"It's good enough if you have this kind of intention." I took a deep breath and patted him on the shoulder: "If it continues, he will soften sooner or later. That guy is actually very fragile in his mouth. !"

"...Anhe... likes you very much."

"...I also ran into it by mistake, ha!" If it wasn't for the storm on the boat, I might not have been able to get close to this young master... Should I thank Lord Sea God?

Lal pursed his lips lightly: "Thank you, listen to me...it feels much better to say this."

"Uh, is that right? Many people like to use me as a trash can for their emotions. In the previous high school, I was also a close brother on the radio station! Hahahaha! It’s really embarrassing to say it, a waste like me The person is also a radio host or something..." I rubbed the back of my head and smiled smugly - even though this is not something to be proud of.

"No, Chord, you're fine." Senior Lal smiled, which made me blush a little.

It's the first time I've been issued a good friend card so bluntly...

"What's wrong with me? Even the best cook can only know Chinese home cooking, so..."

"Chord, you have a magical power that makes people relax and makes people want to believe in you."

I widened my eyes and pointed to my nose: "I'm so amazing?"

"kindness."

"Ha... Should I consider transferring to another school to become a psychologist or something?"

"Chords, you also have the ability to pull out immersive music."

"Ugh! That's too much a compliment... You heard it?"

"I've only heard the demo you put in your file when you applied for admission."

"No wonder... anyway, thank you for the compliment, maybe, I should continue to stay in this music academy?"

I smiled and pointed the camera in my hand forward. I approached Senior Lal and hugged him.