Only you in my love

Chapter 923 She's Not My Sister, But My Friend

Sound didn't feel any pain, but Onyx's sharp intake of breath dispelled her sleepiness immediately.

She looked up at him, thinking that it must be painful to hit his chin.

"Ah, I'm sorry," apologized Sound.

Onyx asked, "Are you okay?"

The two of them apologized at the same time.

Onyx's chin hit Sound's forehead, but Onyx knew that it would hurt more to Sound. Her forehead had

already turned red, but the first thing she did was to care about him.

"Your forehead is red."

"Really?" Sound touched her forehead. Anyway, she didn't feel any pain. She waved her hand and

said, "It's nothing. It doesn't hurt. Does your chin hurt?"

Sound was not only kind-hearted, but also very strong, unlike those delicate girls who would make a

fuss if they accidentally hit something. For those girls, if their foreheads turned red, they would

definitely cry.

Lots of girls in their class were like this.

Onyx knew that girls were delicate, but he couldn't understand why girls would cry just because of a

little injury. The people in the alley where he and his brother lived were all strong, and even girls there

were no exception.

On the second thought, Onyx felt it was normal. Anyway, that was Nine Pool Alley, where everyone

who lived there must be strong, or they would be bullied.

Although he didn't understand why those girls were so delicate, he would still say something to care

about them.

The Nine Pool Alley was the shabbiest alley in the Spring City. Someone might put on some good

words to describe it as a lively place, with the accumulation of history and culture, but in fact, it was just

a poor and shabby alley.

Most of the people living in the Nine Pool Alley were workers at the lowest class of the society.

For Onyx, as long as it was not bleeding, he wouldn't cry out for pain, not to mention that it just hit his

chin. The intake of breath was just a normal reaction at that time.

"It doesn't hurt." Onyx replied.

Sound stared at his chin and facial expression for a while before she felt relieved. "That's good. I didn't

mean it. I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault." Afraid that Sound would apologize again, Onyx quickly changed the topic. He

looked at her paper and asked, "Why didn't you write down the process when you did the paper?"

"I did."

Onyx was stunned for a moment, then Sound laughed. She pointed at her brain and said, "It's written

here. It's a hassle for me to write it on the paper. It's convenient to write the answer only."

"...."

Onyx didn't know what to say and wanted to laugh. He couldn't help but think of a person. The smile on

his face faded. "Sampson doesn't like to write the steps of solving problems either. He has been

reminded many times by the teacher, but he doesn't listen to the teacher."

Speaking of Sampson, Sound asked unhappily, "Why didn't the teacher scold him?"

That ruthless thing must be scolded more often!

Sampson sneezed suddenly. Zachary, who was sitting in front of the computer and playing games,

turned to him and asked, "Have you caught a cold? I told you to put on more clothes."

"No." Sampson answered in a calm voice. He raised his hand and looked at the time. It was half past

nine in the evening. It was almost time to leave.

He put the book in his schoolbag, stood up and said, "I'm going home."

"Go home?" Staring at the screen of the computer, Zachary raised his voice to show that he was

serious, "Don't go. It's so late now. You stay with me in the dormitory for one night. When I finish this

round, I'll call Uncle Noah."

Zachary's dormitory was very good. It was a spacious apartment with complete furniture and electric

appliances, and two spacious beds.

Zachary's roommate seldom stayed in the dormitory. Sometimes he occupied two beds, jumping and

rolling on them. Fortunately, his roommate didn't care about it. If he was a neat freak, they might have

conflicts.

Sampson glanced around the messy room. The socks in different colors were thrown everywhere.

The snacks were scattered on the tea table, and some wine were spilled on the sofa.

Sampson slightly closed his eyes. He was afraid that he would curse Zachary if he didn't look away.

When he opened his eyes again, he just fixed his eyes on Zachary.

After Zachary went back to his room, he was busy playing computer games and didn't have time to

change his clothes.

'At least he looks normal when he is outside the room.' Sampson thought.

"Your room is too messy." After saying that, Sampson carried his schoolbag on his shoulder and said,

"I'm leaving."

Zachary knew that Sampson was a neat freak. If he stayed in this messy room for a night, he must go

mad.

In the past, before Sampson came here, Zachary had cleaned up his room in advance. Tonight, since

Sampson didn't inform him in advance, he didn't have time to clean it up. Now he was busy playing

games and didn't bother to clean it up.

Zachary didn't ask him to stay. "Okay, I'll see you off after I finish this round. Wait."

"No, thanks."

"No." Zachary stopped playing the game. "Okay, I stop. Let me see you off now."

He stood up and suddenly remembered something. "Have you called your driver?"

"No." Under the strange gaze of Zachary, Sampson said with his eyes flashing, "I'll take Vance's car

home."

"Vance?" Zachary knew the Shi family in the Lexingport City, because his mother, Lena, had a deep

relationship with this family.

"Is he going to your home tonight?"

Sampson thought for a while and answered, "Vance bought an apartment next to my house."

Zachary thumbed up in silence. "He is really rich. He actually can buy the house of the QL Garden so

suddenly. Now that you are neighbors, you can take his car home directly."

The two walked out. Sampson didn't like to talk much, and it was Zachary who kept saying, "Since

Vance bought a house in the QL Garden, will his sister come and stay for a while?

Sound is one day younger than you. She can be considered your sister."

"She is not my sister," said Sampson in a low voice.

Zachary questioned, "How can you say that? Anyway, she is younger than you. Then she is your

younger sister."

Sampson said, "We are friends."

"Isn't family closer than friendship?" Zachary didn't quite understand why Sampson rejected. He looked

at Sampson strangely, and then he took himself as an example. "Look at me. You take me as your

brother. Then we are like family, more than friends. Isn't that closer?" NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

"All right." Sampson agreed.

But for some reason, he found he was reluctant to take Sound as his sister. In his opinion, they had

been good friends since they were children.

When Sampson and Zachary arrived at the school gate, Sampson saw Vance's car. He said goodbye

to Zachary and opened the door to get in.

Sound was sitting on the passenger seat, asleep.

Sampson and Vance exchanged glances with each other and kept silent.

When they arrived at the QL Garden, Vance carefully picked up his sleeping sister, put her on the bed

and covered her with the quilt.

When Vance went out of Sound's room, he met Sampson, who was standing at the door of his own

room and was about to push the door open with one hand on the doorknob.

Hearing the noise, Sampson turned around and called, "Vance."

"Sampson." Vance walked towards Sampson, and he saw a crack in the door. Since the door had

already opened, it meant that Sampson was waiting for him. Realizing it, he asked, "Do you have

something to ask me? You have a quarrel with Sound, do you?"

Sampson bit his lips and said stubbornly, "No."

Vance smiled. Sampson knew that he couldn't hide anything from Vance, so he asked honestly, "How

can I make her not angry? I don't know what to do."

Sound had never been angry with Sampson before, so he had no experience in it.

This was the first time that they had a conflict.