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When Wen Zhili returned home and saw the house was pitch black, he became extremely anxious.
Just now, Qin Zhen suddenly asked me to go out for dinner. I was a little upset and only remembered to send a message to my sister when I got there.
He doesn’t reply to WeChat messages, doesn’t answer phone calls, and it seems like there’s no one in the house.
…
Are you still out there with that boy?
She shouldn't have been allowed to go then.
Wen Zhili anxiously planned to check every room. When he arrived at his sister's room, he knocked on the door symbolically and pushed it open without caring whether there was a response or not.
Then he saw a little furry head rising from under the quilt, looking at him sleepily.
"Sister, where have you been..."
The girl's voice was soft as she had just woken up, which made Wen Zhili feel less anxious.
She let out a long breath.
Then, Wen Zhili sat down beside his sister's bed, touched her face, and fixed the snoring head.
"Qin Zhen just called me to dinner. Sorry, I sent the message late."
"oh……"
Wen Yan rubbed her cheek against her sister's palm.
The girl's soft eyelashes brushed against the sensitive skin on his palm. Wen Zhili's heart sank a little.
"Sister, I shouldn't go out to eat with boys..."
Wen Yan admitted her mistake very honestly. She blinked innocently at Wen Zhili, as if she was deliberately pretending to be pitiful.
"I just don't like you adding other people's WeChat..."
Wen Zhili didn't quite understand the reason when he heard this, but he still tried to coax her.
"I added him because he's your classmate's brother. His friend request hasn't been approved yet. Since Yanyan doesn't like it, I won't approve it. Don't add strangers on WeChat anymore, okay?"
"A stranger's... not even..."
Wen Zhili's heart trembled slightly for a moment.
She chose to ignore the inexplicable chaos.
In a blink of an eye, she still smiled gently.
"Okay, I won't add any."
The subject suddenly changed.
"Then, you and that boy..."
"Ah, he said he likes me, but don't worry, sister, I don't like him at all! And..."
Wen Yan covered most of her face with the quilt, leaving only a pair of watery eyes exposed.
"Besides, I was a little angry, so I suddenly suggested going to dinner with him..."
Speaking of this, Wen Yan felt aggrieved again.
"Today, my sister didn't even pat my head, and she even added someone else on WeChat. I got a little mad... I went out with that guy, and before we even had two bites of food, he confessed his love to me again. I was so scared that I came back immediately, but when I got home, my sister wasn't there."
"Did I do poorly on the test? My sister neither praised me nor rewarded me..."
As he spoke, his voice became more and more aggrieved, which made Wen Zhili's heart feel like it was filled with tears.
She didn't take her sister's feelings into consideration.
"Of course Yanyan did well in the exam..."
Wen Zhili's voice was so soft and magical that it drifted into Wen Yan's ears.
"What reward does Yanyan want? I'll do whatever you want."
"Well... I want my sister to kiss me..."
"What?"
Wen Zhili was stunned for a moment.
Wen Yan still covered most of her face with the quilt to hide the blush spreading across her face, leaving only her eyes exposed as she looked at her innocently.
"I want... a kiss... a kiss on the forehead..." The voice became smaller and smaller, revealing the girl's growing shame.
Wen Zhili's eyes softened.
Has the little guy been acting a little too spoiled lately?
She only murmured, "Okay..."
Then Wen Yan felt her sister leaning over, and her sister's unique fragrance lingered in her nostrils, followed by a gentle and quick kiss on the forehead.
When Wen Zhili stood up, his eyes seemed both teasing and gentle.
"Are you satisfied? Can you stop being angry with your sister, Yanyan?"
Wen Yan felt dizzy.
Her ears felt hot and she nodded repeatedly.
Wen Zhili smiled and rubbed the top of her head.
"I haven't eaten yet. Are you hungry? I'll make you a bowl of wontons."
"Um!"
Wen Yan understood that her sister probably just regarded her inexplicable temper today as the result of unstable emotions during adolescence.
She looked at her sister's back in fascination as she left to cook wontons for her.
He wasn't sure how much longer he could hide his desire for her under the guise of his sister.
…
Many days passed again, and Shen Guangxi didn't ask about liking girls again, so Wen Yan didn't bring it up either.
It wasn't until one day at noon while eating at school that Shen Guangxi carefully spoke to Wen Yan: "Hey, about the fact that you like girls, I have a guess... If you feel that you can't open it to me, you can just answer whether my guess is right or not, okay?"
Wen Yan nodded slowly and cautiously.
"You just like girls, right?"
Wen Yan hesitated and nodded.
"It's inconvenient for you to tell me the girl you like, right?"
nod.
"You...you don't...like your sister, do you?"
Shen Guangxi thought that although Wen Yan got along well with his classmates, he was the person he interacted with the most at school.
Judging from Wen Yan’s usual attitude towards me...it’s completely impossible for him to like me.
As for the one who had more contact with her, Shen Guangxi only knew her sister, and Wen Yan kept talking about her sister every day - the most important thing was the day of the parent-teacher conference, the scene of the three-legged tripod was too weird.
Seeing Wen Yan about to nod, Shen Guangxi's mouth opened wider and wider.
"Damn it, Wen Yan, you're really into orthopedics—"
"My sister and I are not biological sisters!"
Wen Yan hurriedly explained.
Shen Guangxi is even more confused now.
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"My sister's biological parents are not the ones we have now."
After saying this, Wen Yan lowered her head guiltily, not wanting to talk more about her sister.
Shen Guangxi opened his mouth and waited for her to continue, but when he saw that she was just concentrating on eating, he understood what she meant and stopped asking.
By the time she realized what Wen Yan meant, some clues popped into her mind.
In fact, from some details, it can be seen that Wen Zhili and Wen Yan are somewhat different from their parents.
For example, eyes.
Wen Zhili's eyes are very black, as deep and elegant as ink.
Wen Yan's eyes are lighter in color, similar to light brown, probably because she has less melanin. Her hair is also slightly brown, and her skin is fairer than most people.
Shen Guangxi had seen Wen's father and mother. Their eyes were also relatively light and their hair was somewhat brown.
There is also the shape of the eyes. Wen Zhili's eyes are smooth and soft, and her double eyelids are delicate and fan-shaped. Just a smile on her eyebrows makes her look extremely gentle.
Wen Yan's almond-shaped eyes are much rounder, and her double eyelids are wider, like the eyes of a deer.
"Uh...does your sister know?"
"Of course not."
"Do you plan to confess your feelings later?"
Wen Yan was at a loss.
Confess? How will my sister react?
My sister...
Is there a possibility of liking yourself a little bit, a little bit?
"I don't know. To confess... you have to wait until I'm an adult, at least."
"But I can understand you. Your sister is so beautiful, gentle and protective of her children. If I were you, I might like her too."
What is protecting the cub...
Wen Yan glanced at her and said nothing.
"So what are you going to do now?"
Wen Yan lowered his head.
"Hide it. There's no better way."
After making my feelings clear, I can only hide it like this.
I can no longer stare at my sister for too long for fear of arousing suspicion, and physical contact is no longer as natural as it used to be.
But sometimes she could legitimately use her identity as a younger sister to act coquettishly with Wen Zhili, and trick him into giving her a warm hug, and maybe even a few fleeting kisses on the cheek.
Wen Yan didn't notice it - she didn't hide it very well.
…
Everything started one day when Wen Zhili was helping Wen Yan pack her schoolbag and found a piece of draft paper with "Wen Zhili" written all over it.
On the way home that day, my sister mentioned to me that she still had more than half an hour left after finishing the English test.
Wen Zhili stared at the draft paper in a daze for a long time.
Her name was written neatly, some blacked out, some not. Wen Zhili could imagine his sister leaning over the table and carefully writing her name.
Every stroke hides the youthful thoughts that are about to come out.
The sapling that had been growing quietly in the dark showed its true colors in the sunlight.
In the end, Wen Zhili just put the draft paper and the test paper back into his schoolbag without saying anything.
But everything is different - some details that used to be ordinary are beginning to become unusual.
For example, her blushing face when holding hands.
For example, looking away in panic after making eye contact.
The most obvious thing is the growing enthusiasm in her eyes.
But they are sisters, but she is the elder sister.
This is something that should never happen.
It should never have happened.
what to do?
Wen Zhili thought about it for several days and nights, but still couldn't come to a conclusion.
In Wen Zhili's eyes, Wen Yan has always been the most well-behaved and sensible child.
From childhood to adulthood, she has never made her parents or me angry. She is self-motivated in her studies, believes everything you say, listens to everything you say, and doesn't cry very much.
Even if he cries, just hold him in your arms and comfort him, he will be fine in a while.
It's a good thing. It's okay to cry. Even sobbing is kind of cute.
Wen Yan is undoubtedly a child who grew up in happiness.
Be more concrete?
She was born into a family that could provide her with ample material resources, but not so rich that she was arrogant and scheming among her family members.
As long as her parents are not busy, as long as she wants, she can hold her parents' hands at the same time at any time and any place.
In Wen Zhili's memory, her sister had never eaten rice mixed with tears.
But even though she has a happy family, Wen Yan still has a sensitive and delicate talent. Even after knowing her sister's past, Wen Yan almost never mentions it, as if she is afraid of touching her sore spot.
Wen Zhili knew that his parents would deliberately give him more care.
Her past was part of the reason, and her parents also felt guilty about always asking her to take care of her younger sister because she was busy with work.
At least she enjoyed the wholehearted companionship of her parents for a few years when she was a child.
As for my younger sister, her parents rarely stayed at home since she was two or three years old.
Wen Zhili was also heartbroken, so she wanted to share more and more of the love her parents gave her with her sister in her own way.
Sometimes it can be seen that Wen Yan feels a little aggrieved, but she never says that her parents favor her sister.
She never makes her sister sad.
There was only one time when she took the initiative to talk about the past, and that was one day not long after she learned about her sister's life experience.
At that time, Wen Zhili had just finished reading a bedtime fairy tale to her.
Xiao Wenyan's eyelids were about to fall off, but he still refused to sleep.
Wen Zhili was about to tell her to go to sleep when she heard her mumble, "Sister, did you have a hard life as the princess did when you were little?"
Wen Zhili opened his mouth but said nothing.
Xiao Wenyan pinched one of her fingers and murmured, "Let me be your sister's prince from now on, okay?"
"Sister, you won't be sad anymore when you're with me..."
Before she could finish her words, she fell into a deep sleep.
So he didn't see Wen Zhili with red eyes standing by her bed.
How can I distance myself from a sister like this, even if I know that she has thoughts that she shouldn't have?
Even if I see through some of her lame excuses, how can I refuse her when she asks for a kiss with red ears?
As a sister, how could I bear to make her sad?
In the end, Wen Zhili had no choice but to keep saying in his heart - everything will be fine when she grows up, everything will be fine when she grows up - but he didn't know who to tell.
And what is this increasingly sour and burning feeling in my heart?
Wen Zhili still didn't understand.
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