Guilt
When Wen Zhili opened his eyes again, what he saw was his sister wearing only underwear.
Wen Zhili sat up from the bed.
Wen Yan was lying on the bed, one hand on her ear, the other hand covering her lips, her cheeks flushed, tears in her eyes.
She was very thin, with a straight collarbone that extended all the way to her shoulders. Her waist was so narrow that it had angles on both sides, and her skin was soft and fair.
"Yanyan, you..."
Wen Zhili's heart was once again stirred with an inexplicable throbbing, her heartbeat so fast that it seemed to jump out of her body. Before she could say anything, Wen Yan suddenly reached out with a trembling hand to pull the corner of her clothes, and whispered to her in a shy voice: "Sister... I want a kiss..."
Before he could figure out what was happening, Wen Zhili's mind was already in a mess and his ears were burning.
She looked at her with eyes misted with love and desire that were about to burst out.
Wen Zhili's inner impulse was clamoring.
Want to kiss her.
I want to kiss every part of her.
In the struggle between restraint and desire, Wen Zhili slowly leaned over and gently kissed her on the cheek.
“Hmm…”
Wen Yanqing couldn't help but narrow her eyes slightly, making her look even more innocent and attractive.
The sanity that Wen Zhili had struggled to maintain was about to collapse.
She couldn't hold back any longer, so she clasped her sister's waist with both hands and kissed every inch of her cheek skin.
“Sister…Sister…”
Wen Yan hummed softly and clenched her sister's clothes tightly.
The word "sister" did not awaken Wen Zhili's conscience. Instead, it was like a curse, making the desire burning in her brain even more intense.
When Wen Zhili finally stood up, Wen Yan's eyes were already filled with tears as she stared at her blankly.
She looked at her sister's slightly open lips for a long time, but in the end she didn't place the kiss there - instead she turned to her white neck.
"Ah! Sister, don't—"
Perhaps because this area was too sensitive, Wen Yan's reaction was particularly strong. She hugged her sister with both hands, and her body was tensed and arched due to the stimulation.
Wen Zhili felt dizzy and hot in the head, and his nose was filled with her fragrance, which he couldn't stop smelling.
But she just kissed him, not daring to move her hands or kiss places she shouldn't kiss.
"Sister, um..."
Wen Yan was already letting out a soft cry.
Feeling the girl beneath her gently pushing herself, Wen Zhili couldn't stop kissing her. She could only coax her and comfort her while kissing her.
"Be good, Yanyan..."
"Be good, Yanyan is the most obedient."
After kissing her neck, she kissed her collarbone carefully and densely.
Wen Yan gasped for breath and couldn't open his eyes.
Suddenly, she held Wen Zhili's cheeks, lifted her face with some force, forcibly interrupted her kiss, and made her look into her eyes.
Wen Zhili felt a moment of unsatisfied desire, but it disappeared when his eyes met his sister's watery eyes.
There was obvious shame in the girl's eyes.
The tip of the nose, cheeks, and eyes are all red.
As if she had made a great decision, she spoke softly:
"Sister, do you want me..."
Wen Zhili's pupils suddenly contracted.
The next second——
She sat up in bed.
This is a dream—this is a dream.
Wen Zhili was stunned for a long time before he reacted. He turned around and saw that Wen Yan was no longer on the bed.
She was a little surprised that her sister got up earlier than her today.
But she didn't have time to think about it. When she saw the dream catcher, she was speechless.
I didn’t have a nightmare, but why… did I have a wet dream…
The object of the dream is still my sister.
Thinking of his sister's appearance in the dream, Wen Zhili blushed and buried his cheeks in his hands, unwilling to accept this fact.
In the dream, I kissed her as if I had taken some crazy medicine, and I was so passionate that I ignored her rejection.
When the shame fades, what comes over you is an overwhelming sense of guilt.
How could you have such thoughts about your own sister?
She should have admitted that no amount of trying to avoid it would help - she, too, had feelings for her sister that she shouldn't have.
When did it start?
She herself couldn't explain it.
Maybe it was very early, even earlier than Wen Yan, it shouldn't be that early at all.
Maybe it’s when you receive a dream catcher.
Maybe it was when I saw the elementary school composition "My Sister".
Or maybe it was when a relative teased little Wenyan and asked her who she liked more, her father or her mother. Without even looking up, the little sister said, "I like both my father and my mother, but I like my sister the best."
——It should be every time when her sister makes her realize that the love she gives can be reciprocated.
This obscure emotion, wrapped in the guise of family affection, grew unruly and entangled her day and night.
What should I do?
Wen Zhili was at a loss for a moment.
She sat on the bed for a long time before she had the courage to open the bedroom door.
There was some noise at the dining table. She recognized the voices of her sister and parents talking, so she calmed herself down and walked over there.
Sure enough, porridge and dumplings were already on the table.
The moment my parents saw me, they were at a loss for a moment.
Wen Zhili nodded to them in greeting.
Wen Yan was drinking porridge with his back to her. When he saw his parents' gaze, he turned to look at her.
Still those smiling almond eyes.
"I knew you would get up around this time, so I asked mom and dad to prepare breakfast at this time." She smiled and pulled out the chair next to her for her.
Wen Yan was only wearing a turquoise vest and white casual shorts, which outlined the girl's pleasing figure, revealing her shoulders and a large area of collarbone - the color made Wen Zhili think of green apples guiltily.
Wen Zhili calmly glanced at her lips, white neck and collarbone, and last night's kiss and the scene in his dream came into his mind again.
She quickly sat down as if nothing had happened, only feeling her throat was hoarse.
Wen Zhili had just poured herself a few spoonfuls of porridge when she saw Wen Yan hurriedly drinking the last mouthful of porridge in the bowl and winking at her.
"Take your time to eat, I'm going back to my room."
After saying that, he left without looking back.
Looking at the parents opposite who seemed to be hesitant to speak, Wen Zhili somehow understood what they were going to say.
I felt a little warm in my heart.
"Xiao Li..."
Wen Jie spoke tentatively with apology and concern.
Wen Zhili responded with a gentle smile.
"Dad, tell me."
So Wen Jie and Lu Wanqing looked at each other, calmed themselves down, and told Wen Zhili exactly what had happened and what they were thinking.
"So, Xiaoli, don't overthink it. We both love you as much as we love Yanyan. You and Yanyan are both indispensable children to us."
"We were so busy with work that we neglected to take care of you. We feel guilty. It's all thanks to you that Yanyan has grown up to be such a well-behaved and lovely child."
"We are blessed to have such a wonderful daughter like you, and Yanyan has such a good sister. How could we bear to let you be taken away by someone else?"
Lu Wanqing spoke sincerely, with tears in her eyes.
Wen Zhili had seen the two of them being decisive and strategic in the business world, and it seemed to have nothing to do with the cautious and nervous two people now.
Wen Zhili's heart felt sad and soft.
"mom……"
I wanted to say something comforting, but the sob in my throat blocked it.
She had no choice but to drink a few mouthfuls of porridge in a hurry, but her tears poured into the porridge like a flood.
"Xiao Li, Xiao Li, don't be sad... Mom and Dad care about you very much."
The couple could count on one hand the number of times they had seen their daughter cry. For a moment they became panicked and felt a pang of guilt.
Wen Zhili was speechless. She just shook her head and tried to force a comforting smile, but her tears still couldn't stop flowing - only she knew what she was thinking and why she was crying.
Only then did she realize what a heinous crime she had committed.
sorry.
She feels sorry for her parents' love and trust.
She felt sorry for having such thoughts about her sister. How could she kiss her?
When she was only 15 years old——she was so despicable as to use the noble appearance of her elder sister.
Originally, all this love and happiness should have belonged to Wen Yan alone. But it was not enough for him to get all of them like a thief, and he greedily wanted to get her whole body.
She thought that she indeed had the blood of Lin Yong and Zhou Yue flowing in her veins, so that she had inherited the meanness and greed in their bones.
Perhaps from a certain perspective, they are the family that is beyond reproach.
for a long time.
Wen Zhili wiped away the remaining moisture from the corners of his eyes and sat quietly for a while. Apart from his eyes being a little red, it was no longer obvious that he had cried.
Wen Jie and Lu Wanqing had finished their meal long ago and sat opposite her, looking a little nervous.
Wen Zhili finished the last bite of the steamed bun in his hand and gave his parents a slight smile.
"Mom and Dad, I'm fine. I understand what you mean. I just got a little emotional."
The two nodded repeatedly, looking relieved.
Then Wen Zhili lowered his eyes again.
Even though her heart felt like it was being cut, she still forced herself to say those words: "Mom and Dad, there's something else I need to discuss with you... Should I apply for school accommodation next semester? I'm almost a junior, and I'm thinking of living on campus for internships, preparing for competitions, and so on. It would be more convenient."
The two were a little surprised, but after thinking about it for a while, they decided to support her idea.
"It's time to prepare for your career path. Xiaoli, just focus on working hard for yourself. Don't worry about your sister. We're at home. Besides, your sister will be going to high school soon, so she won't have much time to stay at home."
Wen Zhili nodded and stood up to clear the table.
Lu Wanqing quickly stopped her.
"Xiao Li, leave this to us. Go and have a rest."
Wen Zhili did not refuse anymore because the waves in his chest were already too turbulent to be suppressed.
She thanked him and hurried away.
A line of clear tears finally fell - this time, they were for my sister.
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