Lotus Twin Soul

"Zile, will it be okay for us to live here?" Mom asked.

I explained everything to my parents. Although it was difficult for them to accept, at least the two children came back, and they were more pleasantly surprised than worried.

My brother and I are sitting on the sofa, opposite our parents.

"Don't worry, it's easy to defend and difficult to attack here. If the leader didn't let us in on purpose, we really wouldn't be able to attack." I smiled and said, "Don't worry, you can live here. My brother and I have settled the matter of Ziying High School." I will come to pick you up, so that everyone can gather together to avoid the pursuit of Ziying High School, and we will feel more at ease at school."

"Oh, I really didn't expect it to be like this. If I knew at the beginning, my mother would never send you to that place." My mother lowered her head and felt a little sad.

"Don't say that." I smiled, "It's still good, at least my brother and I separated our bodies."

"Oh." Dad sighed and said nothing.

"Parents, don't worry, I will take good care of Zile. You live well here, and we will come back to pick you up within a year." My brother smiled and said, as if back when we were eight years old, we were all parents' children, Show a smile that only belongs to a child.

"I'm so hungry, is there any milk here?" I rubbed my belly, but I drank two glasses of milk on the boat, and I'm already hungry now, and my brother must be too, but he didn't say anything.

Forget it, let me talk about such useless things.

I told my parents everything, so of course they know that now we can only drink milk.

Mom frowned and got up and walked to the kitchen, saying as she walked, "You can't drink milk all the time, even if you have a body like a baby, you should be weaned. You have to adapt to food, otherwise your stomach will always be like this."

Seeing my mother's appearance, I fell into my brother's arms and laughed. It must be that my mother has once again experienced the responsibility of being a mother.

My brother also smiled and hugged me, and shouted to my mother: "Zile likes to eat meat."

"Got it." Mom's voice came from the kitchen.

"You two bastards, you lied to me and your mother for so long." Dad looked at my brother and me and smiled lovingly.

I chuckled twice and said, "I told you, if you don't believe me, you still need to find a psychiatrist. Dare I say it again?"

Dad laughed twice and changed the subject, "It's so late, go to bed after dinner, we'll talk tomorrow morning if we have anything to say."

This was an unintentional remark, but it also froze the smiles on the faces of my brother and me. Dad saw something was wrong and asked, "What's wrong?"

I looked at my brother and wanted him to talk.

The elder brother also understood, and said with a wry smile, "We... have to leave tomorrow."

It happened that my mother was walking out with two bowls and two spoons. When she heard this, she hurried out and asked, "Why are you in such a hurry? Can't you stay for a day?" In front of my brother.

Looking into the bowl, it seemed that it was pureed meat and some nutritious things, all of which had been ground into fine powder, making it look like salad dressing.

I picked up the bowl and took a sip. It was delicious, and I finally tasted the taste of home again.

My brother shook his head, "The news from here has spread. Ziying High School is very dangerous. We must go back to stop it. Tonight is a night for all students and their families to reunite. There is no extra time."

I could see that the smile on my brother's face couldn't hold back anymore, and he didn't want to be separated either.

Sighing, I took out a spoonful and stuffed it into my brother's mouth. While he was busy swallowing, I said, "We will be reunited for a long time after we succeed, not less than a day or two."

Seeing the hesitant expressions of my parents, I smiled and said, "Don't worry, we will come back alive, and we will protect ourselves."

He picked up the bowl and stuffed it into his brother's hand, "Eat."

My brother nodded, took the bowl from my hand, bowed his head and started eating.

"When I came here, my brother and I went home and checked. It was the same as before. Don't worry, there is no water leakage or mold in the house, but there is a lot of dust. When we get home, we have to clean it well." I said with a smile.

My parents nodded reluctantly, and I laughed dryly, knowing that I was too unconvincing, so I simply bowed my head to eat.

After two mouthfuls, the food was gone. I didn't have enough. I held the bowl at my mother, and my eyes revealed the message that I still wanted to eat.

My parents were amused by me, and my mother said with a smile: "For the first time, you can't eat too much meat, it will easily cause indigestion."

I could only turn my head to look at my brother resentfully, trying to make myself look pitiful.

My brother laughed twice and was about to give me the minced meat in his bowl, but my mother snatched it away. Come on, I don’t even have a bowl this time.

Mom took my bowl and smiled and walked into the kitchen to wash the dishes.

"Open your mouth." My brother whispered.

I opened my mouth reflexively, and put a large spoonful of minced meat into my mouth, and my brother was the best.

I squinted and lay on my brother's lap, munching on the minced meat, and my brother ate it in small bites.

My mother just came back and saw that it was like this. She went to the side of my father and gave it a light hammer, deliberately said with a tiger face: "You just look at it and don't say anything. What if you have indigestion?"

After finishing speaking, the mother turned the cannonball to the elder brother, "And you, Beloved Zile doesn't care about the situation, this is beef itself, don't you know if you have indigestion if you eat too much?"

The elder brother buried his face in the bowl and snickered, and the father also smiled helplessly: "The two of them are not children, so it's okay to eat an extra spoonful."

The mother stood up with a grimace, walked into the kitchen and came back with two glasses of milk in her hand.

"Drink this, it's good for digestion." Mom put down the cup.

I looked at the milk in front of me dumbfounded. I didn't eat much and still digested it?Is there anything left of this digestion?

On the contrary, my elder brother was more well-behaved. He put down the bowl and picked up the milk to drink it.

I reluctantly stretched out my hand to help him run along his back to avoid choking on the milk, but this digesting, don't you still have to be hungry?

"Look how good Ziming is, why can't you learn from Ziming at your age?" Mom started nagging again.

At this time, when I heard this sentence, I no longer had any negative emotions, but rather enjoyed it, and finally heard this sentence again.

Since my brother passed away, this sentence has become a taboo. My parents dare not say it, for fear that it will arouse my sadness.

My father touched my mother lightly, meaning to tell my mother not to talk nonsense, and my mother bit her tongue belatedly.

I smiled and said: "It's okay, anyway, my brother is sitting beside me, so I won't have any other thoughts."

After my brother finished drinking, he picked up another quilt and put it near my mouth, and stretched his other hand behind my back to help me along my back.

I had no choice but to drink it with a frown, and almost didn't spit out the first mouthful. It turned out to be yogurt, the real yogurt, very sour.

After I finally swallowed the nasty thing, my mother gave up, but it's okay, at least my stomach is full.

Looking at the clock on the wall, it was almost two o'clock in the morning, and the time passed so quickly.

"Go to sleep, I have something to say when we gather everyone in the square tomorrow," I said.

My parents were a little hesitant. I knew they wanted to see us more, and they were afraid that we would never come back after we left.

"Mom and Dad don't worry, go to bed, it will be a long time in the future, and you will be refreshed tomorrow, right?"

They nodded reluctantly and sent me and my brother to the guest room to sleep.

Lying in the arms of my brother on the bed, listening to the whispered voices of my parents discussing downstairs, I gradually became sleepy, and just fell asleep like this.

the next day……

As soon as I went out, I saw a lot of people standing in the square, those students were ignored, their parents were all there, some looked at these students with loving eyes, and some, with sad eyes, were slightly absent-minded, and seemed to be worried about their children.

I walked up to those lost parents with my parents and said, "May I ask what high school your children are in?"

All the parents scrambled and shouted: "Senior year!"

"Second year!"

"Senior year!"

"Senior freshman!"

"Senior year!"

Slightly estimated, most of them are in the second and third years of high school, and less in the first year of high school.

The sophomores and seniors must be alive. As for the freshmen, I'm not sure, after all, many people died during the training.

"The parents of the first year of high school please stand up." I shouted.

Everyone acted quickly and stood in a row after a while.

There was only one night, and everyone was busy resting and had no time to change clothes. Looking at their clothes, one could guess whether their child was dead or alive.

For the ones in tattered clothes, I can only tell them that their condolences have changed, and for the ones in bright clothes, their children must live well.

In this perverted Ziying High School, the child and the parents are symbiotic. If the child lives well, the parents will live well. If the child dies, the parents will not be far from heaven.

I told all of them the rules of Ziying High School, some were happy and some were sad.

Just when I was about to cry, Xin Ran appeared, and he said: "Don't worry, everyone, although some parents' children have suffered misfortune, but all the children in Ziying High School are your children. We are brothers who share weal and woe, and we are also responsible for their parents, and we will treat you like our own parents."

Looking at Xin Ran's gentle and elegant appearance, I asked, "Have you found your parents?"

Xin Ran smiled gracefully: "Where did my parents come from? They were orphans since they were young and grew up in Devil City. After all, Grandpa Gu Liang is the only one who can be called a family member."

I nodded, so I forgot about it.

"Head." A voice called out.

Following the voice, it was a boy with a pretty face. Standing next to him was a man and a woman, both intellectuals with glasses, with ordinary looks.

I walked over and said with a smile, "Hello, uncle and aunt."

The little boy waved his hands and said: "Don't be so polite, don't look at my parents who are very good-looking, but their hearts are darker than anything else, just ask the turkey's subordinates, and they will know that the network here has been poisoned secretly."

I was surprised to see these two human-looking couples. They were still smiling, but there was a hint of playfulness in their smiles at the moment. Take a look." After I finished speaking, I hurried away, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time.

Not far away, I heard the little boy's earth-shattering cry of pain.

Sure enough, what kind of parents raised what kind of children, and his parents were not simple people based on the boy's genius that day.