The world is very wrong. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The young master has been unhappy recently.

You think too much, I'm not constipated.

It's not the noise of the man-making movement next door that disturbs me...... On the contrary, every time I listen to the seductive cry, I get excited...... Sleep to death.

Well, I'll admit that I've been under too much pressure at work lately, and I've been exhausted all day long. The master will not say flattering words, let alone nod to the mentally retarded boss in a dignified manner, and he will not give me a promotion, so I will barely support myself with that meager salary......

Don't think about it at home, I haven't been in touch with my family for three years, and I haven't been home for ten years.

Anyway...... There is a silly sister who is willing to support her parents, not to marry or leave home.

I have no heart or lungs, watching the scenery in this city, listening to music day after day and living every day boring.

My father believed in ghosts and gods, and once said that I didn't recognize my six relatives when I grew up, and now I think about it.

I no longer keep in touch with my former friends, and I don't remember my loved ones anymore, and memories of this kind of thing have vanished long ago when my heart is like ice, and I only tell me that I have not forgotten these people when I dream about them in my dreams.

I've escaped that place and won't repeat it.

……

After a daze, I suddenly sat up nervously from the malaria couch, fumbled in the dark, opened the door, and walked to the top of the building—I had become accustomed to the lights not being turned on in my house for so many years. There is no difference between turning on the lights in a person's home and not turning on the lights, and it also saves electricity bills, isn't it?

It was just evening, and I climbed upstairs and looked down to see everyone.

I've lived here for four years and I don't know anyone, just like no one knows me.

Coming to the roof, the evening breeze is cool.

My mind was a little distracted, so I sat down on the edge and bounced on the evening breeze and thought wildly—that's how I lived.

I used to think that people like me would be extraordinary, and even if I was born ordinary, I will still be extraordinary in the future. I had an open-minded mentality, and at that teenage stage, I thought about my future, if I couldn't become famous in the world, I didn't want to live without a name like those numb office workers.

To put it simply: if I can't stand at the top of my life, I will fall into the abyss.

In the past few years, the cruelty of the world has destroyed all my illusions, and the sketch of the future has been stifled by fate.

Now, as I wished, I am still unknown. But it wasn't numbness, it was unconscious, and it landed right on the edge of the abyss, lingering.

It was only at night that I was able to find the little boy who was a little afraid of the dark and always felt that he was so lonely that he was about to die.

I breathed softly, watching the noise of the world downstairs and looking out at the bustle in the distance. In this brightly lit metropolis, I felt the urge to see the fire.

All of a sudden, all thoughts were chaotic again.

Recent...... I always felt that something was wrong with the world.

I continued to be upset because I didn't know what was wrong, but I really felt something was wrong.

"Forget it, I have nothing to do and come to the roof to die, I also admire myself. It's better to go back to bed, go to bed early tomorrow and get up early, so as not to be late for work and deduct your salary. I muttered to myself, stood up on the ground, and prepared to go back.

If I was careless, there was an accident, my feet shook so much, and I actually slipped on it!

Sir, my heart is simply sucking!

At this moment, my heart jumped to my throat, and my eyes widened.

I could already feel my hair standing on end and my whole body falling backwards.

Yes, I have been, the center of gravity is unstable!

Then I fell down, towards the neon-lit street.

My heart was empty, like an out-of-body soul, like the feeling of losing everything.

For a few seconds when my mind was blank, I only listened to the whirring wind, and I couldn't even scream.

A few seconds later, I heard the sound of my own bones cracking.

I, a life of almost nothing and a life without waves, came to an end, and I was not spared.

However, I feel like I'm not dead because I'm still conscious.

Anyway, I opened my eyes in the silence of a voice.

I can still open my eyes when jumping off a building in such a place more than ten floors high, which is really admirable.

So I slowly sat up from the soft bed without the pain I expected...... I feel like I'm in perfect condition.

I was very curious, so I looked around.

I was shocked by the environment, I wasn't in the hospital?

Could it be that the "jumping off the building" just now was a dream? I've just woken up - but this isn't my room!

It's a bit familiar, like flipping through old photos that have passed for many years, they are old, but they still remain in my heart. Now, once I turn it out, whatever was hidden in my memory before has come back, like a tide!

Over here...... It was my sister's room.

My hometown, my home, my sister's room!

What's going on, a dream within a dream? Or am I going to die and still reminisce? No, it shouldn't, that's.

It is said that the best way to verify whether it is a dream is to pinch yourself. I'm not in the mood to do it myself.

I remember that I couldn't control what was in my dreams as soon as I dreamed. My dreams have always been chaotic, anyway, the plot in the dream is very nonsensical, I can't even control myself, it gives me a sense of powerless despair.

So in contrast, I know that I'm not dreaming right now.

So, I'm ...... Reborn?

Reborn, do it all over again...... Is it?

So, I laughed, silently and weepingly.

I don't know why I'm crying, but I just laughed and cried when I looked at the layout of my sister's room, estimating the age, estimating the age of my rebirth.

Perhaps, I thought that I would see them again.

I've been alone for so long, and even though I'm used to it, I still think about some people.

Thinking about what my sister used to be......

When my father didn't have much gray hair......

Before my mother died......

yes, I'm back!

It's not a car ride all the way back to my hometown, because I don't have that kind of face for a long time, so I start again in this form and be reborn.

I cried and laughed.

I couldn't help but want to vent, and I even laughed out loud......

Then I was stunned.

My laughter is good, well, in the words that describe a girl, it sounds as pleasant as a silver bell.

It's also a little familiar, well, yes, it's my sister's voice.

But it...... Why is it my sister's voice?

I hurriedly stretched out my hand and put it in front of my eyes to see - the words slender and fair immediately came to my mind.

I immediately pressed it my chest again - oh my god, it's so soft!

In disbelief, I quickly touched my crotch...... Hell yes! Where's my little jj!

So I was so confused!

After a long bang, I came back to my senses.

I understand, I understand everything.

My name is Su Xing, and my sister's name is Su Wuhui.

I was indeed born again, but ......

It's not reborn in the body of Su Xing when he was a teenager.

Instead, she was reborn in the body of Su Wuhui when she was a girl!

At the age of fifteen, I was only sixteen years old as a boy.

Of course, I still couldn't believe it, so I quickly got out of bed and went to the mirror to make sure carefully.

I'm already a long-haired girl in the mirror with long eyelashes. Mi is big, with a thin waist and long legs, his face is so beautiful that it explodes, and he looks innocent, which is simply overwhelming.

However, I have been ruined in three ways.

I was really, reborn into my sister Su Wuhui's body.

In the process of looking at myself, my expression stiffened, and such a beautiful face did not soften, and the sense of disobedience was too serious.

Yes, my sister used to be a school flower-level character, and at that time I was a sister-level character.

Don't get me wrong, when I was Su Xing, I was just too possessive, and I didn't like to give such a beautiful thing to others, so I evolved into a sister control......

Anyway, now is not the time to idle and reminisce about the past, the point is that I was reborn as my sister Su Wuhui, hell!

Something is really wrong with this world, it turns out that God wants to play a game with me to transform into a little demon fairy in Balala!

What a! Damn it, there's no humanity!

From shock, to consternation, I was more puzzled, more complaining, turned to a daze, then to planning, and then finally accepted, and finally quieted down.

Quiet, is I already lying on my sister...... I fell asleep on my soft, fragrant pink bed. I've never been so beautiful when my long eyelashes are up.

The so-called one night without words means that the whole night is spent quietly.

Very early in the morning, I woke up, but I didn't get up.

I'm reborn as my sister Su Wu--this phrase keeps repeating in my head.

The birdsong outside the window reminded me that this was all real.

My long hair was loose and I was a little uncomfortable.

I propped up my snow-white knees and stared at the ceiling in a daze, I was thinking...... Wait a while, how can I deal with my loved ones I haven't seen in 11 years? Although for the current relatives, it is just a night of not seeing.

I don't know how long I was in a daze, but I was about to close my eyes, but at this time, the door opened.

I turned my head in fear and anticipation, and the familiar figure appeared in front of the door.

The young man looked at me impatiently, then casually looked at my white and tender thighs, blushed and said impatiently, "I'm going to be late for school." Didn't you wake up very early in the past? Did you stay up late last night? ”

This teenager is introverted and impatient with his sister.

This young man, who was sixteen years old, was standing in front of the door at this time...... With a pair of serious but unserious eyes, he swept towards his sister Su Wuhui, that is, my thighs.

I realized I was wearing a dress, one knee up, and the skirt fell over my lower abdomen, revealing pink panties.

My sister's favorite color is pink.

I thought to myself that when I was a torturer, I looked at my sister like this, she must have noticed it, and I was mentally retarded enough.

But I didn't care so much.

This Su punishment appeared, but my soul is "Su Xing", and now I have come to the body of my sister Su Wuxi, why does this Su punishment still exist in front of me?

I thought about it for a while, and finally figured it out: I am a twenty-seven-year-old Su Xing, who was reborn into Su Wuhui after death, and this sixteen-year-old Su Xing is still living in this time and space, isn't it? So, this sixteen-year-old Su Xing will become my brother in the future?

However, when the two "I" meet, I am anxious to touch the other me real, even though now I have changed bodies.

So, I quickly sat up from the bed, quickly jumped out of bed, and quickly ran towards Su Xing, moving like a flowing cloud in one go, and hugged Su Xing with lightning speed.

I hugged it tightly.

This Su torture has a beating heart and a scorching body temperature.

This reminds me once again that everything is real.

I smiled wryly and leaned on his shoulder.

Su Xing was stunned, probably not understanding what his sister suddenly had nerves, so he blushed and said incoherently: "What are you going to do, Su Wuxi!" You, you, you let go! Get dressed and go to school! The head teacher will be scolded by us if he is late! ”

I smiled slightly, I used to be like this, as soon as I came into contact with girls, I was unnatural, and I had to blush and have a thick neck when I spoke. I'm his sister now, and he's like this, and he can't even say the opposite.

"What nerves do you have in the morning? Let go, hurry up, hurry up! ”

I let go of him, stood up straight, took a deep breath, and pronounced two words clearly: "Su--Punishment-"

The word "cute" immediately popped out of Su Xing's eyes, and then he instantly covered it up.

My voice is only so good that Su Xing will never allow his sister to call him by his real name, but out of introversion, he doesn't dare to say it.

"Get dressed and go to school." This sixteen-year-old Su Xing was really unhappy.

"Where's Mom and Dad? I think...... Look at them. "I stood in front of him a little disheveled, and when I thought of my parents, my expression began to be unnatural.

He didn't seem to notice that, but he did notice my exposed shoulder straps.

This sixteen-year-old Su Xing, who is in adolescence, has never had a girlfriend because he is introverted, and he has too much hormone accumulation, but he has no place to vent, resulting in many peeks at the girl's thighs and breasts, and he is forced to at night and can't extricate himself. So I didn't care about his small eyes...... Huh? No, isn't it wrong for me to expose my former self like this? Forget it, anyway, this sixteen-year-old Su Xing is not me, Su Xing is now my brother, and I am now fifteen-year-old Su Wuhui.