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Wen Yan picked out some of her favorite snacks in the supermarket and bought some regular New Year's goods.
When I thought it was almost done, I checked out, picked up the shopping bags, got back into the car, and drove slowly home.
On the way, she suddenly understood her sister's intention of buying her a car to make things more convenient.
It turned out that she had thought about this day a long time ago.
It’s been more than two hours, by now my sister’s room has been cleaned up, right?
As she thought this, she opened the door with the purchased New Year's goods, but froze at the entrance.
Mom was lying on the sofa with red eyes and tears in her eyes, while Dad was standing beside her, silently covering his eyes.
Wen Yan's heart sank.
My parents didn’t act like this the day my sister and I found out about each other. What happened?
Is your family company bankrupt?
"Dad, Mom, you..."
Wen Yan put down the shopping bag and hurriedly walked a few steps towards the living room, but froze again when he saw the objects on the coffee table.
A crayon family photo, a manila envelope, and a piece of manila writing paper that had been taken out.
Seeing her coming, Lu Wanqing looked at her and then at the things on the table, without saying a word, and lowered her head and cried quietly.
Wen Yan's heart sank even more.
She went to get the letter paper and envelope from the table.
When she saw the words on the envelope, her hands began to tremble.
——To 18-year-old Wen Yan
…
【To 18-year-old Yanyan:
Long time no see, Yanyan, really long time.
Are you doing well? Are you taking good care of yourself? Are you listening to your parents? Actually, I know you are. I know you have always been very well behaved and sensible.
In the blink of an eye, you've already become an adult. I still miss the time when you were so tiny, so soft in my arms, and you just followed me around every day, not knowing how to do anything. You couldn't even lift a pot or reach the water cup on the table. You were so cute. In the blink of an eye, Yanyan has become an adult.
I may know what you are waiting for, and I also think I should take this opportunity to talk about what happened three years ago.
If you don't hate me too much.
Actually, after you fell asleep that night, I looked at you for a long, long time, and I knew there was no future between us.
Mom and Dad are so good to me. They love you so much, and I don't dare let them down again. I can't even imagine for a second how you'd look under someone's scrutiny. I can't protect you.
I know you must understand these things, but I still need to defend myself - all those harsh words I said back then were just to make you stay away from me, to make you hate me. I lack your courage and sincerity, so I can only cut off our connection in this despicable way.
But I really don’t want to hurt you, Yanyan. I love you as a sister no matter what.
This is a bit sentimental, I wonder how you'll react after reading this. It's been so long, your personality may have changed a lot.
I still can't promise you anything.
Don’t forgive me, Yanyan.
If you want to live a better life and don't have enough money, just send a message to your sister, or ask Qin Zhen to tell me.
Sister Love
…
The letter ended in vain, but the word "love" pierced deeply into Wen Yan's eyes.
She looked up and met her mother's gaze through two layers of tears.
Only by keeping silent and wiping away your tears can you better understand the other person's intentions.
Then she heard her mother ask in a heavy voice:
"Have you really figured it out? Is it family or love? Mom doesn't want you to be confused and get hurt in the end."
Wen Yan wanted to say that she had figured it out, but she choked up and stopped herself.
Maybe I can’t tell the difference. If I can’t tell the difference, is it that important?
Do I have to love the next person with the name given by my sister and the lips that were once kissed by her?
This is obviously a more ridiculous situation than the current one.
She can't leave her sister, and her sister can't leave her.
They are accomplices and symbionts.
They are tangled vines on a tree.
They are two snowflakes in a snowfall, falling into the palm of your hand and melting into the same tear.
…
Wen Yan said:
"Dad, Mom. I love my sister."
"I've loved her since I was a kid. I realized I liked her when I was 14, and now I'm 20, and I still love her."
"I love my sister, no matter in the past or now, no matter if she is with me or not. I am sure that I will love her for the rest of my life."
"Just like my sister loves me."
Lu Wanqing's tears began to flow again.
…
"Go find my sister."
She said this before breaking down in tears.
"Wha…what?"
Wen Yan stared blankly with his eyes wide open, unable to believe what he had just heard.
Lu Wanqing was crying so hard that she couldn't speak. Wen Jie hugged his wife in his arms and rubbed her back, looking at his little daughter with a sad but determined expression.
"Go find my sister and we'll celebrate the New Year together."
After a pause, he continued:
"We'll be together from now on."
Wen Yan was stunned for another two seconds, and then ran out without even saying thank you.
Looking at her daughter running out the door, Lu Wanqing couldn't help but ask her husband, "How are we going to explain this to Mom and Dad?"
Wen Jie sighed softly.
"It depends on what the daughters want. If they want to be frank, they can be frank. If they want to hide, they can hide."
Lu Wanqing nodded.
"At least they're all our daughters, right? We don't have to worry about them marrying outsiders."
Wen Jie made an inappropriate joke in an attempt to ease his wife's mood.
Lu Wanqing chuckled twice in response, but the wrinkles between her brows did not smooth out.
"Tell me, is Xiaoli doing well now? I wonder if it's affected her health and work... Do you think she even quit her job after running away from home?"
"Don't worry, Xiaoli has always been a very strong person."
Lu Wanqing nodded again.
The image of her eldest daughter always being overly gentle towards her younger sister emerged in her mind.
Her eyes were still tearing up, but the corners of her lips were slightly raised.
…
Her gentleness comes half from the warm light deep in her soul and half from her back that remains steadfast in the wind and rain.
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