The Wretched Brother!
Watching Miaomiao's retreating figure, Wang Yue said indifferently, "It's fine. You can't ride very fast around school anyway. We can meet by the teaching building."
Miaomiao thought Wang Yue made a good point, so she nodded, said she'd see him in a bit, then hopped on the electric bicycle with Shi Miao and sped off in a flash.
But Wang Yue was right: the two of them had left quickly, and they came back even faster. Before Wang Yue had reached the teaching building, he saw them running back.
Looking at the two girls racing over in a flurry, Wang Yue asked curiously, "Shi Miao, why are you so late again today?"
It would have been better if he hadn't brought it up. The moment he did, Shi Miao's expression changed.
Her little fists clenched with a creak. Gritting her teeth, she said, "Some people are asking for a beating. If you don't hit them a couple of times, they'll never learn their place."
Miaomiao had no idea that they'd already gone through a round of body-swapping, much less that she'd spent over a month experiencing what it was like to have an older brother.
Seeing her best friend's furious expression, she asked curiously, "Did your brother change your alarm again?"
Shi Miao nodded, seething. "Yeah! I don't know what goes through his head. He insists that the later you arrive at school, the more stylish you are. He was afraid my alarm would wake him up, so he changed mine too."
Wang Yue was speechless. This was probably the trouble of having an older brother.
When you didn't have one, you wanted one. When you did, he drove you up the wall.
He could only try to comfort her. "This was your own choice. Whatever happens,