Yukimura, you let go [Net King + Neighbors]

knew.

Terrible.

And...and Fujiyoshi Satomi, will she still help me?She felt that Yukimura Seiichi's attitude towards me was different from that of a normal elder brother towards his younger sister, but Fujiyoshi Satomi didn't know that Yukimura Seiichi and I had developed such a relationship!Will she still help me?Will it still be?

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When Seiichi Yukimura came back into the bedroom, I was curled up into a ball and hid in the corner hugging my knees.

I buried my face in the dark space created by my knees and arms, immersed in my own world.

'Natsume Asako, die! ',' Natsume Asako get out of Lihai! ', 'Natsume Asako, you bitch! ',' Shameless Natsume Asako seduces her own brother! '...Countless bright red characters dangled in front of me, like spells, they followed me wherever I hid, these words were all engraved on my body!I can't get rid of it or throw it away at all, they follow me like a shadow!

Why am I the only one who has to bear so much!Why am I the only one who has to bear so much!

I'm already living in a nightmare!

"What does that thing do with it?"

I had a fever for three days and three nights, and Seichi Yukimura took care of me by my bedside without sleep. I couldn’t describe how I felt, and my emotions were very complicated. I didn’t understand why my brother didn’t send me to the hospital to see a doctor. Salt water, but since it’s better now, there’s nothing to say. Today is Saturday, and Yukimura Seiki invited someone to play tennis on the street court. I have nothing to do at home, so I surf the Internet, but the things I saw today made me I never want to touch the computer again.

I raised my face from my arms and looked at Seiichi Yukimura standing in front of me, tears streaming down my face for a moment.

I threw myself into Yukimura Seichi's arms and wept without warning, clutching my brother's collar while crying and choking: "Brother...brother...I can't stand it...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu... ...Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

"Let you go?" I buried my head on Yukimura Seiichi's chest, I couldn't see his expression clearly, I just kept crying, I heard my brother's voice sounded above my head, with complicated emotions A manic smile: "Then who will let me go?"

"Why... woo woo woo... why... brother... woo woo... why are you doing this to me... woo woo... why... why... woo... why are you doing this Torture me... woo woo... I wonder... what did I do wrong... woo woo..."

I cried louder and louder in Yukimura Seiichi's arms. No matter how much I cried, I couldn't stop crying. I really don't understand why my brother and I are in this situation. I'm Yukimura Seiichi's younger sister. My father is gone and my mother is crazy. We should be more dependent on each other, shouldn't we?We are brothers and sisters!It's brothers and sisters!

I grabbed Yukimura Seiichi's collar like a lunatic and didn't let go. I kept crying, kept crying, and finally cried until I was tired from crying. After I fell asleep, I still held Yukimura Seiichi tightly and didn't let go.

...brother...please...please let go...

"to be continued"

The author has something to say: the agreed second update, although a bit slower...

Paragraph61 I am not strong

——>> "There were tears in my eyes, I sucked my nose and held back the tears, and there was a voice in my heart telling me not to cry, not to cry, because those who bully me will be happier if I show weakness! It's getting worse!"

I started dreaming again, but the dream was incomplete, pieced together from pieces of fragmented memory.

I dreamed that my mother was not crazy when I was a child, she was cooking in the kitchen, and after a while she poked her head out and said to Yukimura Seiichi and me who were building blocks in the living room that it was time to cook.

I dreamed that my father held my math test paper with 29 points in one hand, and whipped me with a long and thin bamboo stick in the other hand, but Yukimura Seiichi hugged me and stood on top of me and shouted at his father, "Slap me!" Just hit me, it's my brother who didn't supervise my sister'.

I dreamed my first time with Yukimura Seichi.

I dreamed that my limbs were tied to the bedposts. I dreamed that my brother held a lighted low-temperature candle and let the wax drip on my bare back. I dreamed that he poured milk into my body, and then Deliberately made that blushing and heartbeating sound of tsk-tsk and told me that it was delicious.

I dreamed that I asked my father why my surname was 'Natsume' and not 'Yukimura'. I dreamed that my father slammed the door in a rage and ran away.

I dreamed that my mother hugged me and kept crying, saying that she was sorry for me and that she was sorry for Dad.

i dreamed...

Many, many, many pictures are put together like a canvas soaked in various dye vats, with various colors on it, good flowers, good flowers...

I dreamed that my crazy mother found out what my brother and I were doing. She slapped me twice, her eyes were shattered: "He is your brother! How could you do such a thing!"

I shook my head desperately, waved my hands, and hurriedly said: "It's not like this, it's not like this...Mom, listen to me...it's not like this...the fact is not like this..."

"Then tell me how?"

My mother gave me a chance, but I saw Seiichi Yukimura standing behind my mother smiling at me with raised lips.

He smiled very gently, but I shivered inexplicably.

"I don't have a daughter like you! Get lost!"

"It's not like this...it's not like this..."

My mother turned around and ran, and I hurriedly followed, but the distance between us was widened and widened infinitely. Her back shrank and shrank on my retina until it became a small black spot and disappeared.

There was a heavy fog, and I couldn't catch anything except the white mist around me. I cried and called my mother and my father, but there was no one around me.

"...Brother...Brother..."

I bounced up on the bed like a cannonball, opened my eyes suddenly, and took a look at the pattern of the room, only to realize that I had returned to reality and was no longer in a dream.

I unsteadily got up and went to the water dispenser in the kitchen to drink water, touched my forehead, and the bangs on my forehead were wet with a thin layer of sweat.

I went to the bathroom to wipe my face with a towel, and lay back on the bed, this time staring blankly at the ceiling.

What day is it today?Sunday?Where is my brother?not at home?Going to play tennis with Genichiro Sanada again?Why is there not even a note on the table?

After thinking about it, I got up from the bed and checked the phone. The date displayed on the phone said that today is Monday. I was stunned for a while, and then ran to turn on the TV in the living room to see the date in the upper right corner. Monday?

Why didn't Yukimura Seichi wake me up this morning to go to school? !

I started sweating all over my body. It was still Saturday when I fell asleep yesterday. Why is it Monday today?Did I sleep for another two days?Do I have a fever again?

I rummaged through boxes and chests to find a thermometer, and after taking the measurement, the temperature did not exceed the normal 37 degrees, so what happened to me?No matter how tired I am, I can't sleep for two days at once?

I quickly changed into my school uniform and went to school with my schoolbag. Standing at the door of the class, I was cast a strange look by the teachers and classmates who were teaching in the class. I felt as if I had been stabbed in the body.

"How does Natsume Asako still have the face to come to school?"

"A bitch is a bitch, if it was me, I would have committed suicide by jumping off a building!"

"Senior Yukimura really hurt him as a victim! How could he have such a younger sister!"

"Women who rely on their good looks to do whatever they want are becoming more and more weird these days."

"Why isn't she going to die?"

"..."

The small rustling voices under the podium continued one after another, and I was so scared by the condemning and resentful eyes of everyone that I took three steps back.

... Am I not supposed to come to school?That's right, I shouldn't have come... The news that my brother and I had sex swept across every corner of Lihai University!How can I still come to school!

I timidly wanted to turn around and run, but my legs seemed to be filled with lead and I couldn't move.

"Ahem, be quiet!" Saeko-sensei, who was holding the textbook, swung the stick and tapped the podium twice. She turned her head and looked at me: "Natsume-san, hurry up and sit down. You're already late."

I nodded, and walked slowly towards my seat in the classroom with two heavy legs. The distance I could walk in ten seconds made me feel as if I had circled the earth.

Disgusting, dirty, disgusting.

I am so hated by everyone, why don't I stay at home and go to the front of everyone to be spurned and abused?

Am I going to show everyone that I'm an unbeatable Xiaoqiang?

—I'm not strong, not at all.

I'm afraid, I'm scared to death, I hate seeing those strange eyes, I hate hearing words that say I'm a bitch, I'm scared, I'm panicked, why should I come to school?

Mitty... Haru... and Sasawara-san... Are they looking at me?Are they also buried in the crowd and say me?Are they also saying that I seduced my own brother and climbed into Yukimura Seiichi's bed?

Sitting on the seat in fear, Saeko Ninomiya called me by name in full view of the audience three minutes before the end of get out of class: "Xia