"Back when I was at Caixue, those idiot boys were such a headache. Always acting like heroes in some story, always doing stupid things." Chen Banxia fell into reminiscing, then glanced at Qingqing beside her and asked curiously, "Was Chen Shu like that too?"
"Don't you know him?"
"Hmm..."
Chen Banxia pondered for a moment, then shook her head repeatedly.
"Hard to say."
Sometimes she thought her younger brother was mature enough to look after Qingqing and Xiaoxiao, and even her. Other times, she thought he was stupid beyond belief. Nothing he did would surprise her; he could always come up with a reason for it.
A younger brother's heart was a needle at the bottom of the sea.
She couldn't pin him down. Not at all.
Ning Qing glanced at the three figures peering in through the window—one tall, one short, and one cat—and pursed her lips.
"He wasn't too bad."
"What does that mean?"
"He had his moments, but they were bearable."
"Oh..."
Chen Banxia drew out the word and nodded. Thanks to her careful upbringing, her younger brother hadn't gone too far astray after all.
As Ning Qing watched him, though, she couldn't help remembering a summer when, at his instigation, their whole class had inexplicably been swept up in a wave of fly-catching—
Their classroom was close to the toilets, so once the weather turned hot, flies were everywhere. She had no idea what had gotten into his head, but he'd started catching them. Whenever he caught one, he would trot over to show her, beaming as he opened his hand. Of course she ignored him, but he didn't lose heart. He went off to show the other students instead.
Who would have thought it? Showing off like that actually worked.
The other boys were astonished,