Lunar New Year's eve
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The next day, it was the light shining through the curtains that woke Wen Zhili up.
She rubbed her cheeks and slowly woke up. When she opened her eyes, she saw the girl sleeping soundly in her arms.
Her eyelashes were drooping, her cheeks were fair and tender, and she looked so well-behaved, as if she had nothing to do with the extremely aggressive sister last night.
She couldn't help but reach out and poke the other's soft cheek. Wen Yan hummed softly like a kitten, snuggled into her sister's arms, and then continued to fall asleep.
Wen Zhili was amused. She looked at her sister's sleeping face with interest for a while, then got up and checked the time.
My sister didn't get up early today. Judging from the time she fell asleep last night, she probably doesn't need to have breakfast this morning.
So Wen Zhili washed, changed his clothes, and quickly went out, planning to buy breakfast at the company park.
Driving out of the underground garage, Wen Zhili looked at the blue sky above his head and suddenly felt relaxed both physically and mentally.
From head to toe, inside and out, I felt so comfortable. I felt like all the pressure had suddenly been lifted off my shoulders, and my steps felt a lot lighter.
Her face suddenly turned red.
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New Year's Eve.
Lu Wanqing's parents owned a villa in the suburbs of Hangzhou, where they lived year-round. Since there were no restrictions on fireworks and firecrackers there, every holiday, the couple would pick up Wen Jie's parents and take their two children there to enjoy the festive atmosphere of the New Year.
Before the New Year’s Eve dinner, the whole family gathered around the table to make dumplings, which is an unspoken custom every year.
In fact, the only one who took the dumplings seriously was Wen Zhili. Parents and elders didn't talk much throughout the year, so they took this opportunity to chat happily. It took them half a day to make one dumpling.
As for Wen Yan, she thought her dumpling-making skills were really bad, so her sister made them quietly while she sat beside her and commented seriously, selecting the champion, runner-up and third place in the dumpling beauty pageant. From time to time, she would make a few not-so-good dumplings and put them next to Wen Zhili's pretty ones to contrast with them, and then she would laugh foolishly for a long time.
She laughed so hard that she fell backwards, and her sister also chuckled and silently covered the corner of the table for her, for fear that she would hit her head.
Later, Wen Zhili saw that his sister was a little bored, so he gave her some face and let her do what she wanted.
So in addition to the good-looking dumplings on the New Year’s Eve dinner table, there were also several ugly dumplings with crooked expressions poked out of them.
The elders in the family dote on these two granddaughters. Not only do they not scold these ugly dumplings, but during the New Year's Eve dinner, they neither urge Wen Zhili to get married nor are they overly concerned about Wen Yan's studies.
At the dinner table, everyone only discussed light topics. The meal was harmonious and lively, and everyone was very happy.
When grandma asked Wen Zhili if he was in a relationship, Lu Wanqing helped explain that he had been dating someone some time ago, but they were not suitable for each other, and told Wen Zhili to find more opportunities to get along with male colleagues in the company.
Wen Yan pouted secretly in displeasure, but was coaxed into silence within two seconds by her sister's whispered promise of "let's set off fireworks together later" and eating an ugly dumpling with a smiley face on it.
The others said they would wait at home to watch the Spring Festival Gala, so the two sisters decided to go out and set off fireworks by themselves.
Before leaving, Wen Zhili went back to her room to look for the beige scarf she wanted to put on her sister. When she returned to the living room, she saw Wen Yan being called over by her grandmother, holding her hand.
Grandma spoke the local dialect and said with a kind smile, "Dear, you've grown up and become so beautiful. Boys nowadays are so bad. Be careful at school and protect yourself."
Wen Yan nodded and responded softly in the local dialect. The local dialect was already graceful, and when spoken in Wen Yan's sweet voice, it seemed extremely gentle and obedient.
Wen Zhili watched quietly for a while, and when he saw that his grandmother didn't say anything else, he called out softly, "Yanyan."
The younger sister immediately turned around and greeted her with a smile. After saying goodbye to her grandmother, she jumped to her sister's side, waited obediently for her to put a scarf around her, and then happily followed her sister out.
Lu Wanqing, who was standing by, saw this scene and felt puzzled.
Why does it feel like my eldest daughter is out walking the dog?
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They only bought some fairy wands at a nearby store. Wen Yan said that it was more interesting to watch others set off fireworks that flew into the sky and exploded.
Wen Yan found an empty space and lit a fairy wand. After drawing circles with it for a while, she felt bored and put it in her sister's hand.
Of course, Wen Zhili was not very interested and just took it quietly.
But Wen Yan liked to see her sister's gentle face illuminated by the firelight, and the smile in her eyes flickering, like a small honey-colored ocean.
My sister hasn't been home for the New Year for three years.
They haven't set off fireworks together in three years.
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At this moment, a bunch of fireworks suddenly appeared and bloomed in the night sky.
A waterfall of violet light poured down, dyeing Wen Zhili's eyes into colorful glass.
"elder sister……"
Wen Yan looked at her infatuatedly.
"Um?"
The atmosphere was so good that Wen Yan wanted to say something, such as, we will always be together in the new year, or, I will always love you.
But when she was about to say it, she remembered the subtle sense of evasion that her sister always tried to hide when faced with such topics, so in the end, she just pursed her lips.
Her sister always understood her, and this time she seemed to understand why she was hesitant to speak. She just smiled vaguely, her eyes unnaturally soft.
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Fireworks reflect silence, and your eyes reflect me.
I love you.
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As another firework whizzed into the night sky, she said, "Happy New Year," and then, under the colorful night sky, she took the initiative to kiss her sister on the lips.
Fireworks engulfed their intertwined shadows on this winter night when all visions could only be combined into a single sentence: "Happy New Year."
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Because there were so many people, the two sisters lived in the same room during the Chinese New Year.
That night, they kissed passionately in bed.
"Sister, I want to do it."
Wen Zhili held down his sister's increasingly restless hand and spoke in a trembling voice: "Yanyan, don't...be good, be good—there are people outside."
Wen Yan pouted, looked at her with pitiful eyes, and rubbed her earlobe with the tip of his nose.
"Sister, can't I..."
Wen Zhili always fell victim to this kind of gaze. The itch on his earlobe spread deep into his heart.
She sighed softly and released her hand from holding her sister.
"Then be gentler, okay?"
Wen Yan smiled and replied, and her lips and hands began to wander around again.
"Sister, you clearly have feelings..."
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Wen Zhili felt hot and weak all over.
In her confusion and passion, she felt a little dazed.
Her entire family lives in the villa.
How could I be in bed with my sister...
"Hmm! Slow, slow—"
Wen Yan was not obedient and kissed her neck and ears from behind.
"What are you thinking about, sis? Pay attention."
Wen Zhili’s confused mind suddenly recalled his sister’s sweet smile towards his grandmother.
"Do you like being called a good boy?"
"Um?"
Wen Yan was stunned by this sudden question and his hands slowed down.
Wen Zhili closed his eyes and raised his hand weakly to stroke his sister's cheek behind him.
"Good boy, slow down..."
Wen Yan's ears suddenly turned red.
It was obvious that Wen Zhili had no idea what he had done.
The next second, Wen Yan considerately covered her sister's lips.
"Sister, please change your phone password."
Use force.
"Uh-wha…what?"
"Change your phone password to my birthday, right now."
"Yanyan...can you--hmm!"
Wen Yan stared at his sister's unfocused pupils with satisfaction, and used his other hand to get her the phone on the bedside table.
"Right now."
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When Wen Zhili finally turned off the screen with her trembling fingertips, Wen Yan hugged her in his arms and kissed her over and over again happily.
"Good sister."
"Sister, Happy New Year..."
The sound of rain lingered for a long time.
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