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Several people sat down, Shen Guangxi and Zhang Kaiyang sat together, Wen Yan and Jiang Zhu sat opposite them, and Wen Zhili sat in the main seat.
"Eat it while it's hot. It's just been served."
Jiang Zhu picked up a piece of pickled fish and put it in his mouth, "Wow, Sister Xiaoli, this fish is so delicious!"
"I've tasted Sister Xiaoli's cooking since middle school."
Shen Guangxi said proudly, and also took a chopstick of pickled fish, and suddenly his eyes shone with gold.
Wen Zhili smiled gently, "I'm relieved if you think it tastes good."
After saying that, she also picked up a piece of fish and moved her chopsticks towards her sister's bowl.
But the fish meat was almost touching the edge of the bowl. Wen Zhili suddenly seemed to remember something, lowered his eyes, turned his chopsticks, and put the fish meat into his own bowl.
Wen Yan was stunned for a moment, and then she heard Wen Zhili ask her in a low voice: "Yanyan, do you want to eat fish?"
She suddenly realized that her sister was remembering the day she had given her some braised pork ribs.
She pursed her lips and whispered, "Well, let me try it."
Then, he also picked up a piece of fish.
The taste was just right, the fish was tender and smooth. My sister is so perfect that she is even good at cooking.
When she looked up with satisfied eyes, she found Wen Zhili looking at her with a smile.
Wen Yan coughed lightly, lowered his head and whispered, "It's delicious."
"Well, eat more then."
"Hey, Yanyan, why haven't I heard you mention that you have a sister before?"
Wen Zhili raised his eyes.
"She's busy with work and isn't usually at home. In recent years... we haven't had much communication, so I haven't had a chance to mention it to you."
"What does Miss Xiaoli do for a living?"
Wen Yan subconsciously answered for her: "She is a research and development engineer. Um... in simple terms, a programmer."
"Wow! I never could have guessed that Miss Xiaoli doesn't look like the stereotypical programmer at all..."
Shen Guangxi chewed his food, his eyes rolling around as he observed the two of them.
Wen Zhili's reaction was too calm. Abnormally calm.
And Wen Yan, why are you pretending to be so cool?
Wen Zhili smiled at Jiang Zhu and put down his chopsticks. "We have coconut milk and orange juice at home. What would you like to drink? I'll get it."
"I want orange juice, Miss Xiaoli."
"Coconut milk."
"I want coconut milk too, thanks."
Shen Guangxi stood up and said, “Sister Xiaoli, let me go with you. I’m afraid you can’t take it alone.”
"good."
Shen Guangxi followed Wen Zhili into the kitchen and watched her rummage through the cupboards for drinks.
"Guangxi, when I was away... was Yanyan doing well?"
Wen Zhili asked as he searched seemingly casually.
Shen Guangxi curved his lips.
Just waiting for you to ask this question.
She admitted: "She's not as happy as she used to be."
Wen Zhili paused.
Shen Guangxi did not lie to her.
She saw all the changes in Wen Yan clearly.
It was only a few days after Wen Zhili left that Wen Yan came to her house to look for her. It was a first for Wen Yan to come to her house instead of staying at home with her sister during the holidays.
At first, when Wen Yan told her about Zhou Yue and the kiss that day, she was quite calm, but she herself was so shocked that she couldn't help but jump in surprise.
But when the story got to the end where Wen Zhili was about to leave, Wen Yan started crying. Shen Guangxi had never seen Wen Yan cry like that before.
She was the one who didn't shed a single tear even when fighting with boys at school.
Shen Guangxi was even more shocked when she heard the harsh words Wen Zhili said before she left. She couldn't help but feel indignant for Wen Yan and said, "No, even if she doesn't like you, she can't say such excessive words, right? You are her sister after all."
She still remembers Wen Yan wiping her tears and speaking with difficulty.
"Maybe she's under too much pressure. I don't know... She's my sister..."
Shen Guangxi was speechless for a long time.
How she wanted to persuade Wen Yan to let go of Wen Zhili and love someone else, just like other girls would persuade their best friends. Wen Zhili was not the only woman in the world.
But she can't.
She understood that the bond between Wen Yan and Wen Zhili was unbreakable.
After that, Wen Yan became more and more silent, and after entering high school, he focused on studying all day long.
The new classmates thought she was just a cold person, but only Shen Guangxi knew what Wen Yan was like in the past.
Shen Guangxi was very worried about her, afraid that she would be devastated. But Wen Yan was more resilient than she thought.
More than half a year later, she slowly recovered and became the Wen Yan in her memory, who had a soft and cute smile and was easy to get along with.
But sometimes, when Shen Guangxi looked at her smiling eyes, he knew that there was still a place for Wen Zhili hidden in them.
Seeing that Wen Zhili seemed to have no idea what to say, Shen Guangxi's eyes rolled again and he decided to help Wen Yan again.
"Sister Xiaoli, there is something I need to tell you."
"Well, go ahead."
"When we go out to play, Zhang Kaiyang definitely won't be able to live with them, so Zhang Kaiyang and I will share a room, and Wen Yan and Jiang Zhu will share a room."
Seeing Wen Zhili pause with his hand holding the coconut milk again, Shen Guangxi suppressed his laughter so much that his lips were pursed into a line.
Of course she knew that Jiang Zhu sometimes had a temperament similar to Wen Zhili.
When she saw Wen Yan and Jiang Zhu getting close, she was afraid that Wen Yan was going to be unfaithful to her.
But after just a short observation, she felt relieved. Jiang Zhu and Wen Zhili had very different personalities, and Wen Yan showed no signs of falling in love with Jiang Zhu.
After all, she is not Wen Zhili.
But when he turned around, Wen Zhili looked normal again. He handed Shen Guangxi a few bottles of orange juice and motioned her to help hold them.
"If you live with boys, Guangxi, you have to be careful."
"Oh, oh well..."
"Come on, let's go out."
Shen Guangxi, who was following behind Wen Zhili, had his mind spinning rapidly.
What is the situation now? Does Wen Zhili really have no feelings for Wen Yan at all?
So were all the abnormalities Wen Zhili just experiencing just now just imagined?
This shouldn't be the case...
But when he reached the kitchen door, Shen Guangxi smiled with relief.
Just say it.
Wen Zhili's back was frozen in place. When she looked in the direction she was looking, she saw Jiang Zhu leaning towards Wen Yan as if to kiss her cheek, but Wen Yan covered his mouth with his hand.
Seeing Wen Zhili, Wen Yan coughed lightly in a panic and said seriously, "Jiang Zhu, please sit down."
“Oh, oh…”
Jiang Zhu quickly sat back down and gave Wen Zhili an apologetic smile, "I'm sorry, Sister Xiaoli, Yanyan finally agreed to go drinking with us this afternoon. I'm so happy."
drink wine.
Somehow, Wen Zhili suddenly felt a dull pain in his temples.
She smiled and said, "It's okay, don't worry about me."
Then give everyone a drink.
After she sat down, he asked casually, "You guys...are going out for a drink this afternoon? Where are you going? Aren't you too young?"
"We're not children anymore. We're all adults. Don't worry, Sister Xiaoli. That bar is a clean one, run by my aunt. It's very safe in broad daylight. When we're done, I'll have my aunt take us home."
The words had been said so completely that Wen Zhili could no longer find any reason to try to stop it.
She took a sip of the coconut water at hand and didn't like the feeling very much.
It was as if she was the old-fashioned and nosy parent, and her younger sister was the peer who had no scruples when interacting with them.
In the end, Wen Zhili could only sigh to himself.
"Then Jiang Zhu, can you ask Yanyan to send me your aunt's phone number later? Please be careful."
After dinner, several people planned to go back to school.
Before leaving, Wen Yan left the unfinished ice cream tea on the table.
She glanced at the messy dining table, tugged at the corner of her sister's clothes, and whispered, "Just leave the dishes on the table. I'll come back this afternoon to clear them away."
Wen Zhili smiled and gently squeezed his sister's hand, which made Wen Yan straighten up instantly.
Then, I heard her softly say, "Come home early, sister will wait for you."
Wen Yan's ears were still red when she left the house.
Shen Guangxi deliberately slowed down his pace and put some distance between himself and the other two people, and whispered in her ear: "Look at how capable you are. You didn't see that Sister Xiaoli just said a few words and you completely lost your soul."
Wen Yan rolled his eyes at her and didn't respond.
After packing up their things at school, they came to the bar. Shen Guangxi sent Zhang Kaiyang and Jiang Zhu away and asked them to go to the bar to order drinks.
As soon as she pulled Wen Yan to sit down, she got straight to the point and said, "Hey, from what I've observed, Sister Xiaoli definitely still has feelings for you."
Wen Yan was stunned for a moment, then immediately closed his eyes and shook his head.
"No, no, she doesn't like me at all."
"How could that be? If she didn't like you, why didn't she hide when you kissed her three years ago? And you don't know that today—"
"She has a boyfriend."
“…”
"……ah?"
The two of them stared at each other blankly.
Wen Yan took a deep breath and nodded again.
"Well, she has a boyfriend. On the day we finished the college entrance examination, she brought him home to have dinner with our parents."
Shen Guangxi knew that her expression must be extremely rich, and she felt like her whole body was about to break apart.
"Boyfriend? How did you meet her?"
"colleague."
"this……"
“…”
Shen Guangxi lowered his head and murmured, “Ah… then Sister Xiaoli really doesn’t like you…”
Wen Yan's eyes darkened and he stopped talking.
Shen Guangxi’s words were like a slap in the face to her.
Three years ago, Wen Zhili slapped her again.
Why don’t you learn your lesson, Wen Yan?
She's only been back for a few days, why are you getting so carried away again?
After Jiang Zhu and Zhang Kaiyang came back, they chatted with each other. Wen Yan chose a bottle of plum wine for herself and drank it silently in a corner.
In fact, it was not very tasty. Wen Yan did not like the taste of wine very much, but she still sipped off most of the bottle of wine.
Suddenly a message popped up. Wen Yan opened his phone and saw it was from Wen Zhili.
"What do you want to eat tonight?"
Wen Yan stared at the message blankly for a long time.
Over the past three years, she has opened this chat page countless times, even though each time the results were as expected and unchanged.
The last message was a photo she sent on the grassland.
Today, some new news actually popped up.
The time marked above the message seemed to be floating with old yet new greetings.
No, it was mocking her.
It said: "It's been three years. Your sister already has a boyfriend. Why are you still the same?"
She typed "whatever" in the chat box, her hand suddenly stopped, she deleted it, then typed "pork ribs" and sent it.
The other party replied almost immediately: "Okay."
"When will you be home?"
"Six o'clock."
"good."
On the other side, Wen Zhili couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.
This little guy finally stops eating whatever he wants.
She immediately opened the grocery shopping app and ordered pork ribs and some other dishes. Seeing that it was almost time, she went into the kitchen to prepare.
At 6 o'clock, the food was ready. Wen Zhili brought it to the table and then sat quietly at the table waiting for his sister.
“Ding Dong——”
Wen Zhili quickly got up and opened the door.
“Yanyan——”
Standing outside the door was my sister with blushing cheeks, and Jiang Zhu who was supporting her.
"Jiang Zhu? How much did you drink?"
Wen Zhili's gaze finally fell on Jiang Zhu's hand that was on Wen Yan's waist.
"Hey, we didn't drink much. We were just chatting. Yanyan didn't drink much either. Maybe it was her first time drinking and she didn't control her alcohol consumption well."
"Okay, leave her to me. Do you want to come in and have dinner with me?"
"No, no, my aunt is still waiting for me downstairs."
"Okay, bye then."
"Goodbye, Miss Xiaoli."
The hand on Wen Yan's waist was replaced by Wen Zhili's.
Wen Zhili took the things Wen Yan brought back from school and placed them on the cabinet at the entrance, then led her into the house. Wen Yan hummed softly and stood up straighter.
"I'm fine, you don't have to hold me up."
Wen Zhili lowered his eyes, but had no choice but to let her go. "Can you still eat?"
"Yes."
Wen Yan glanced at the kitchen, which was clean and tidy, with the dishes all put away. She looked away.
At this time, I saw the braised pork ribs on the table.
"elder sister."
"Um?"
"Didn't I tell you? I don't like braised pork ribs anymore." Her tone was inexplicably teasing and provocative.
This is Wen Yan, whose body is covered with spikes, which is rarely seen on ordinary days.
Wen Zhili was stunned.
Indeed, she didn't say what kind of ribs she wanted to eat.
Wen Yan slowly approached her, his voice soft.
"I used to love you, but not anymore. Now, I love something else."
As she spoke, she looked meaningfully at the cup of ice cream tea still on the table.
As for Wen Zhili, she was silent for a moment, then said calmly, "There are some spare ribs in the refrigerator. I'll go thaw them and cook them for you in a different way later."
After saying that, she turned and walked towards the kitchen.
…
"Wen Zhili."
The voice was still soft, just like three years ago, but it made Wen Zhili's eyelids twitch.
She turned around slowly and waited for what was to come with a calm look.
All of Wen Yan's anger and self-righteous provocation disappeared in an instant because of her unbreakable calmness.
She lowered her head in grievance.
Wen Zhili could not see the tears accumulating in her eyes, but he could see the tears sliding down her eyelashes.
"Why don't you ask me why I don't like eating braised spareribs anymore, or why I don't like drinking Four Seasons Milk Green Tea anymore?"
"You don't care who I loved before or who I love now, right?"
Wen Zhili subconsciously raised his hand to wipe her tears, but his hand stopped in mid-air, his eyes filled with heartache and guilt.
"You've already moved on. You never stopped for me. I'm the only one stuck in the past. Only me. You have a good job and a boyfriend."
The more he spoke, the thicker the air became, like inhaling a mouthful of cold syrup that got stuck in his trachea.
"I can move the things he helped you move, and I can also take care of you, so why don't you—"
"Yanyan."
"I...I never said that Zhou Ji is my boyfriend."
Wen Yan was stunned, raised his head and met her with wet red eyes.
"He...isn't he?"
"No. He... likes men."
"He likes men..."
Wen Yan murmured, a look of dazed joy welling up in his eyes, but it was quickly swept away by anger.
"Then Mom said that to you guys at the dinner table, and you didn't refute her? Did you bring him back to put on a show just to make me give up on you?"
Wen Zhili lowered his eyes and said nothing.
"Wen Zhili!"
Wen Yan approached her, grabbed her collar, forced her back to the table, and shook her hard to make her look at him.
Wen Zhili raised his eyes as she wished, staring blankly at those eyes that were filled with bloodshot and tears due to anger.
When I grew up, I learned to be mean to my sister.
At the same time, a tear fell from Wen Yan's eyes and hit the back of her hand that was still grabbing the other person's collar.
After Wen Zhili left, Wen Yan had imagined countless times how they would talk about their separation after they met again.
Maybe she still loved Wen Zhili at that time, and she would pretend to be relaxed and say it was okay because she understood why she left.
Perhaps she no longer loved Wen Zhili at that time, so she would just smile and say it was okay. She had long since stopped caring about what happened that day.
And now, he was crying in front of Wen Zhili, angry with her, and grabbing her collar.
She never thought about it.
She thought there was a possibility that Wen Zhili still loved her.
She thought she wasn't in so much pain.
"Yes, sister, you are the most popular. There are a lot of people chasing you in the company, right?"
Wen Yan gritted his teeth.
"Everyone loves you. Mom and Dad love you, and I love you too."
"So you don't care about my love, and you don't care how miserable loving you makes me!"
Wen Zhili was silent again, just staring at her lips that were bitten white.
She raised her hand and, inappropriately, rubbed the corner of her mouth gently with her thumb.
"Yanyan, stop biting, it hurts—"
Wen Zhili is always like this, wrapping up every surge of negative emotions in her with boundless softness.
But this time, the gentleness like water only made Wen Yan feel like a traveler on the verge of drowning.
Wen Yan's surging anger was like a fist hitting cotton, making her lose all her strength in an instant.
"Don't touch me..."
Wen Yan slapped her hand away, turned his head and let go of her collar, while taking a step away from her, his tone returning to calm.
"Wen Zhili, you were too harsh back then."
"I'm really starting to believe that you're only being nice to me to repay my parents."
"I don't necessarily want you to love me as much as I love you, but you should at least tell me that you still love me, but only as a sister, right?"
Wen Zhili didn't say anything.
"Yes or no?"
Don't speak.
Wen Yan was about to cry again. She called her softly with grievance and earnestness:
"Wen Zhili, sister."
She still didn't speak.
Wen Zhili, why do you always keep a straight face?
Wen Zhili, why won't you shed even a tear for me?
Wen Yan gave up.
After her tears dried up, her eyes turned into dry riverbeds.
She walked towards the room without looking back. After a loud and gentle sound of the door closing, everything returned to calm.
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