parting
Seeing that Wen Zhili had completed the communication, Lu Wanqing and Wen Jie returned to the company after a while.
Wen Zhili was sitting at his desk looking for some information related to a programming competition. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a small head poking out from the open door.
She couldn't help laughing and said, "Yanyan, are you hungry? What do you want for lunch?"
Wen Yan then walked in with a smile.
"I can eat anything, what do you want to eat?"
Her teeth are white and straight, and her smile is very cute.
But the cuter she was, the more sad Wen Zhili felt.
She hastily and unnaturally turned her gaze away from her.
"Make braised spareribs?"
"OK."
"Then Yanyan, can you help thaw the meat? I'm a little busy right now."
"Of course."
After saying that, Wen Yan didn't seem to have any intention of leaving, and his big eyes flickered as he looked at her.
Wen Zhili softened his heart again and asked her with amusement, "What's wrong? Is there anything else?"
Wen Yan's ears felt a little hot, and she stammered, "Sister, can we talk about this while we eat?"
She knew Wen Yan wanted to talk about the kiss last night.
Wen Zhili's expression froze instantly, but fortunately he quickly adjusted it to a gentle smile before his sister noticed.
I really have something to say to her.
"sure."
When Wen Yan heard her agreement, he was delighted and leaned over to kiss her cheek.
Unexpectedly, Wen Zhili leaned back contrary to his usual behavior, and the kiss failed to reach her face, leaving only a faint fragrance on her nose.
Wen Yan was stunned for a moment.
She sat up stiffly and looked at Wen Zhili in front of her in confusion.
"elder sister?"
Wen Zhili couldn't say anything hurtful to his sister's clear and pure eyes, so he could only shake his head in vain.
Wen Yan realized something and was suddenly overwhelmed by a feeling of unease.
"Sister, why don't you give me a kiss?"
She unconsciously took two steps forward, but Wen Zhili took two steps back.
Her voice trembled: "Yanyan, I am your sister, I can't..."
Wen Yan was completely stunned, his mind went blank.
Growing up, her sister had said "no" to her only a few times. Now, this one was unforgettable.
She stared at her sister in front of her. She had a pair of dark, deep eyes, and the emotions in them were always unfathomable.
The two of them remained in a silent stalemate for a long time. Finally, Wen Zhili lowered his eyes, said, "I'll go and thaw it." Then he stood up and left the room.
Wen Yan was left where he was.
An ominous premonition enveloped her entire being.
…
Wen Yan didn't come out of her room until Wen Zhili brought the food to the table and called her softly.
No one spoke for a moment, and the only sound on the table was the clatter of dishes and chopsticks.
This was a rare atmosphere between them.
Wen Zhili secretly went to see his sister and found that there were red blushes around her eyes and on the tip of her nose - she had been crying.
She was sad, frightened and in pain.
She knew it and she felt sad, but she had no choice.
She was melting.
Half is a gentle and excellent sister, half is a greedy thief.
"Yanyan, there is something I want to tell you."
Wen Yan raised her little face and looked at her nervously, and her fragile gaze made Wen Zhili's eyes hurt.
"Next semester, I want to move to the school."
Wen Yan's eyes suddenly turned redder.
"It's because of me, isn't it? It's because I kissed you last night."
"No, no."
Wen Zhili lied and gently wiped away her tears with his fingertips, just wanting her not to be so sad.
"Because... because it will be more convenient for internships and competitions."
Liar, lie.
How could Wen Yan not know.
"I won't kiss you anymore. I won't kiss you anymore. Don't leave."
Seeing that Wen Zhili couldn't respond for a long time, Wen Yan lowered his head again.
She was not unaware of the family relationship that stood between them and the moral pressure that fell on her sister, nor was she unable to understand her sister's evasion and reluctance to speak.
Wen Yan thought helplessly, it was all her fault, it was all her own fault.
It was her own initiative in kissing that made her sister anxious.
She is not satisfied with occupying the younger sister's identity and even tries to get other good things from her elder sister.
But now that things have come to this, what can Wen Yan do?
She was just a 15-year-old girl who didn't want to lose her sister.
She shoveled food into her mouth carelessly, and her favorite braised pork ribs tasted like chewing wax. Her tears kept flowing, making Wen Zhili feel like she was about to suffocate.
Tiny sobs were like torn silk, entwining around her arteries.
He is obviously a happy child who has been well protected since he was young, but now he is crying like this because of me.
“Yanyan…”
Wen Zhili could hardly bear it anymore, so he stood up and left without caring how much he had eaten.
"Leave your dishes here after you finish eating. I'll come and collect them later."
She almost ran away.
When she leaned against the door and gasped for breath, tears suddenly welled up in her eyes.
She couldn't stand it, she couldn't stand it.
She was afraid that she would be soft-hearted and greedy.
She had to go, and leave now.
…
After calming her breath for a while, she immediately picked up her phone, thought for a moment, and sent a message to her parents telling them that she had found a summer internship, would rent a house today, and would start work tomorrow.
Although Wen Jie and Lu Wanqing were surprised by her decisiveness, they did not stop her and believed that she had the best plan.
"What about Yanyan..."
"Oh, it's okay, Xiaoli, don't worry. We'll prepare all the meals for Yanyan before we go to work, and she can just heat them up herself. She can cook some herself, too. If all else fails, we can always order takeout."
So Wen Zhili said nothing more and started packing his luggage while he still had the idea of leaving.
She didn't take much with her, just a suitcase and a backpack.
She planned to stay in a hotel for a few nights, and then really look for an internship and rent a house.
When Wen Zhili returned to the dining table, the dishes had already been cleared away.
She walked into the kitchen again and found that the refrigerator was filled with the remaining vegetables and the dishes were clean.
Somehow, Wen Zhili's eyes suddenly turned red again.
She took a deep breath for a while before calming down and gently knocking on her sister's door.
“…”
"Yanyan, I found an internship and moved out today."
The room was silent.
Wen Zhili took a deep breath and continued, "Sis is gone. You have to take good care of yourself. Eat on time and don't stay up late all the time. If you don't have enough money, tell me and I can give it to you."
Still no response.
Wen Zhili sighed lightly, then turned and left.
When she had pulled her suitcase and reached the entrance, the door behind her opened.
"Sister...don't go, okay?"
Wen Zhili settled down.
She could imagine her sister's eyes filled with tears.
"Sister, don't go..."
Wen Zhili couldn't bear to look back, so he had to ignore it.
Seeing her taking another step to leave, Wen Yan's voice became tearful.
"Wen Zhili."
Wen Zhili had a meal.
From childhood to adulthood, she has only called her sister by her first name a few times.
——Even so, the word "Wen Zhili" was still subtle and soft, just like her bitter and unspoken feelings.
"Do you remember our previous agreement, sister? We agreed to tell each other if we have someone we like."
"Sister, I actually..."
"Yanyan!"
Her words were interrupted by Wen Zhili's slightly hurried tone.
The tail tone and breathing sounds were both drowned out by the silent confrontation in the house.
Wen Zhili always had his back to Wen Yan. Neither of them could see the other's expression, and neither of them could see the pain in the other's eyes.
"Yanyan, there are some things I should have told you a long time ago."
Wen Yan was stunned.
"You also know that my original family is not good."
"I only have two wishes in this life. One is that I want to repay my parents for being so kind to you and raising you. The other is..."
Wen Zhili took a breath imperceptibly.
"It's to have a complete and happy family. My own."
"What?"
Wen Yan felt his whole body become numb and cold.
What is Wen Zhili talking about?
"I want to be able to get married and have children normally in the future."
"I hope to have a loyal lover - a reliable husband, and obedient children. Everyone will bless us. Everyone will envy my happy family."
"Instead of being in an ambiguous relationship with my own sister like I am now."
“This isn’t normal.”
Wen Yan was immersed in what her sister had just said and didn't realize that her sister paused for a long time after saying this.
"So, while there's still nothing between us—"
"Please let me go."
It’s not “Please let me go”, but “Please let me go” that directly declares the ending.
Before Wen Yan could recover and say anything, Wen Zhili pulled up the suitcase again.
This time, when she walked out the door, Wen Yan didn't stop her.
——Repay your parents for being good to you and raising you.
—While there is still nothing between us.
Everything, her kindness, her love, and her tenderness, are just to repay her parents.
That kiss was nothing, and the countless moments that we thought were ambiguous and intimate were also nothing.
There is nothing between us.
I want a family, a husband, children, normality, and happiness.
Just don’t be yourself.
Wen Yan didn't know how long he had been in a daze in the living room that day, and how long he had been tortured by every word of those lingering words.
My heart ached as if it was being torn apart, and every breath pulled out sticky blood.
The endless tears are a elegy of parting.
…
It rained in Hangzhou that day.
Wen Zhili walked out of the apartment building and found that there was water on the ground.
She opened her umbrella and stepped into the rain, her footsteps creating a trail of ripples.
"I want to repay my parents for being so kind to you and raising you."
"I want to be able to get married and have children normally in the future."
No way.
She prayed in her heart that the raindrops sliding across her cheeks could understand her true wishes, and then fall on the glass of Wen Yan's room window the next time it rained, and quietly tell her the secret, so that at least she wouldn't be too sad.
As he thought about it, a tear fell into the water gathered on the ground.
Just as her sorrow fell into the millions of sorrows in the world, silently.
Yanyan, forget me.
Or hate me.
Or hate me.
Wen Zhili no longer looked at the ground.
She looked up and stepped into the heavy rain.
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