第9章

Junkai's school-home conversation was terrible. I understand now why he didn't want his dad to come, but would rather want me. 

It's not that he did something really terrible in school. He has just been sleeping in the lessons instead of listening to the teachers. 

Yuan... well he didn't feel happy that I went to the school-home conversation instead of him. He felt that Junkai didn't like him or trust him enough to tell him to come.p On top of that, he felt that I betrayed him by not telling him. I'm not sure how it usually is in this household, but I now think that it's usually him since he's "mad" for not being informed. 

I totally understand how he feels and all, but I don't think it's me who can be blamed on because of it. It's maybe the old man who brought me here, who can get the blame for not informing me about anything in this dimension or life. I'm just doing everything blindly. I'm basically blind here. 

"Y/n why did he choose not to tell me? What have I done wrong!? Why don't he trust me but you!" He's walked around "our" bedroom as he's mad for not being informed about it till now. I just got home from it and then he saw me with Junkai, so he knew something was odd. 

"It's not because of that Yuan. He just wants me to come and see the school and hear out what the teachers have to say. He has noticed lately that you have been busy and tired when you come home late, that he just want to give you a day off. He's concerned about your health."  I told him, not trying to choose a side but being neutral. 

"I know, but it has always been my thing to do that, while you have been the one organizing birthdays and others. So I just feel useless while you are the hardworking one, that's keeping the family up."

He didn't sound so happy and surely didn't look like one too, especially by the mention ofJunkai, who was concerned and all that. 

We "fought" for god knows how long, but actually it was only 5 minutes. It was more discussions back and forth between us about who's right about a colour. I know it sounds ridiculous, but what can I say. 

We are two grown-up children who can't help but fight about the right. We just want to know that we are right, even though it's the stupidest fight ever that's existed. I know... we are childish. FOREVER CHILDREN!

Who am I to kidding? I'm responsible. Or I thought so... 

"Mom, I can't find the TV remote..."




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