Retrieval
Every memory of her sister flooded into her mind.
Consciousness began to become unclear again.
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You have a lovely sister.
You give her a name, and listen to her pronounce "sister" more and more clearly day by day.
You teach her how to behave and see her grow up and become independent.
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You love to hear her act coquettishly in a soft tone. Even though she knows you will never refuse her, she still stands on tiptoe to kiss you.
You love her cheeks that puff up slightly when she is angry, you love her sparkling eyes, honest, sincere, and always looking at you with a smile.
You love her because you are the only one who will tolerate her without limits, and you love her because she only reveals her mischief and willfulness to you.
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You love kisses under the mistletoe.
You love her eyes under the fireworks, which are full of love but hesitant because of you.
You love her cuteness and obedience, and you love her impulsiveness and greed that are only revealed when she is in love.
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And you.
Your eyes are cloudy.
Your love was born on the soil called sin.
So Wen Zhili opened his eyes and the raindrops were suspended in the air.
She met her sister's gaze and said slowly and clearly, "I don't love you."
Peaceful, always peaceful.
Then the wind and rain continued to rage, blowing away her last bit of nostalgia and greed.
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Wen Yan looked at her in disbelief, tears welling up in her eyes and falling into Wen Zhili's eyes.
At the age of 4, she thought pain was a rainstorm.
It was like her own father's fist hitting her. As long as she walked out of the mountain village and out of the rain, the pain would no longer catch up with her.
At the age of 24, she understood that pain is always like continuous rain.
She learned to live with pain, just as she learned to go out with an umbrella on a rainy day. Just as she fell in love with her adoptive parents' daughter, but now she has to face the naked moisture in her eyes.
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"You're lying."
Wen Zhili heard her say this word by word with a frown and gritted teeth.
The voice was clearly not loud, but its aura was more fierce than the howling wind.
"you love me."
"Wen Zhili, you love me."
"You want to lie to me like you did back then? Don't even think about it. Sister, you obviously love me."
Wen Zhili didn't expect her to say that, so he just stood there for a moment without refutation.
There is a chaotic storm in my ears, and in front of me is my sister with red eyes crying.
She shed tears, and my heart was like a heavy rain.
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Wen Yan shed a few more tears, and suddenly seemed to have an emotional breakdown. He hugged her, wrapped his arms around her neck, and hugged her tightly.
Just like the last time they parted, they still couldn't see each other's expressions, couldn't see the pain in each other's eyes.
The difference was that this time, she hugged her and felt her heartbeat, which was just as panicked as her own.
“Yanyan——”
"Sister, don't go—"
Wen Yan buried himself in the fabric of her clothes on her shoulders and finally burst into tears, along with the grievances he had felt three years ago.
"Stop throwing around a bunch of hurtful words and walking away."
"Sister, please don't leave me..."
Wen Yan's tears flowed down the veins on Wen Zhili's neck into her heart, staining that place with a damp heat.
Wen Zhili was speechless, and the remaining panic was blocked by the sound of heavy rain.
"Sister, our agreement—"
“Yanyan——”
"I want to say it! Sister, please let me say it, please let me say it."
"I like you."
"Wen Zhili."
—No, no, don’t call me that anymore.
"I love you."
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A tear also fell from Wen Zhili's eyes.
"You already knew it anyway. You just wanted me to fool yourself with you."
The heavy crying made the house damp.
"During those three years, I thought a lot about your leaving. Until the day you came back, I wasn't sure why you left."
"Because you really have nothing for me, and you really want to get married——"
"It's because you don't dare to love me."
Wen Zhili's heart trembled again and again.
"I can't tell which one is true, the harsh words you said when you left or the kindness you showed me before."
"But I think I understand your difficulties, and I should understand you. If even I don't understand you, who else can you expect to understand you?"
"So I don't blame you. I've never hated you, even if you really didn't love me and you really wanted to get married. No matter what your feelings for me are, I don't blame you."
"Later, when you came back, you no longer rejected my approach."
"I thought you were willing to give it a try because I'm older. But now you're leaving—"
At this point, Wen Yan's words were completely choked by sobs.
The only sounds around were the rain, Wen Yan's sobbing and Wen Zhili's unsteady breathing.
"I still won't blame you..."
"But I feel bad—I really feel bad."
"You obviously love me too. Now I know that you love me too."
"Sister, you are the best to me..."
"I can't love anyone else but you. You want a loyal lover, and I am that."
"Can you be brave with me just once? Just this once. We'll face the future together."
She used an almost pleading tone.
Wen Zhili didn't say anything.
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The tears flowed for a long time.
The sadness, pain, and hysteria that flowed into Wen Yan slowly turned into fatigue.
I don't know when the thunder stopped and the wind became much weaker, with only the raindrops still falling.
She finally let go of her sister's neck.
"It's okay, I knew you would."
She wiped her sore eyes weakly and her tone returned to calm.
"I'm going to go pack my bags. There's no reason for me to make the mistake first and then let you go."
As she spoke, she turned and started walking.
“Yanyan——”
Wen Zhili also took a step forward, his voice a little hurried.
The light in the room was very dim, and my sister's slender back looked thin and fragile in the rain, and her hair was messy due to the wind.
"I'll live in Shen Guangxi's house first, and then apply to live on campus next semester. When my parents ask, they'll say that Shen Guangxi's house is closer to school, so it's more convenient to go to school. But it's different from what you did back then. I want to go home for the New Year."
Wen Yan didn't turn around, but just stopped.
Shen Guangxi originally lived in another district of Hangzhou. Her parents were afraid that it would be inconvenient for her to go to school, so they rented a small apartment for her near the school. Wen Yan and Wen Zhili both knew about it.
"Sister, if you agree to be with me, I won't have to leave."
There was still no sound behind him for a long time.
The bitterness in Wen Yan's heart surged up again.
Before her tears could overflow, Wen Yan hurriedly left her room.
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After dinner, the parents took a taxi to the airport, not knowing that their little daughter had already packed her luggage and was about to leave home.
It was raining outside, and Wen Yan called Shen Guangxi, but the call was unsuccessful.
But there is no other way, I can only go out now.
She arrived at the gate of Shen Guangxi's residential complex and stood there for a long time dragging her luggage and holding an umbrella before Shen Guangxi's message popped up.
"Ah? Why are you here at my house? I just left for Haicheng today and didn't have time to tell you."
"It's okay, it's just that something happened between me and my sister. I'll stay in a hotel for a few days, and when you come back I'll share the apartment with you for a while, and then I'll move out next semester, okay?"
"Of course. My house has an old-fashioned door lock, so you can't get in without me. I'm sorry to bother you for a few days, Miss."
Accompanied by a bowing emoticon.
Wen Yan turned off the screen of his mobile phone, looked at the gray sky, and felt exhausted.
The rain became much lighter, and it fell in finer and denser amounts, penetrating into the cracks in her heart like a needle.
She squatted down with her head against the umbrella, with the umbrella handle on the ground. She slowly hugged her knees and buried her head in them.
The raindrops fell on the umbrella, and the sound of drops became louder, as if falling directly on her head.
When she was little, if her sister took her out on a rainy day, she would hold her in her arms and ask her to help hold the umbrella for fear that she would step into a puddle.
Her sister's shoulders were swaying, making little Wenyan feel a little sleepy. She would hold the umbrella directly above her head like this, with the handle tucked between her arms, feeling dizzy and the raindrops falling like this.
Now curled up under the umbrella, I feel a bit like my sister hugged me when I was a child.
elder sister.
I've only been away for a short time, but I already miss home.
How long did my sister stand alone in the rain back then?
Does she feel homeless too?
…
“Yanyan…”
elder sister.
Wen Yan thought she was hallucinating, and she raised her hazy eyes.
It really is Wen Zhili.
Wearing a white shirt.
She rarely wears this casual shirt since she started working. I guess she just put on some random clothes and came out to see me.
She stood in front of him, holding an umbrella, her hair slightly wet and her brows slightly furrowed.
Wen Yan was a little dazed, she saw her sister's tears again.
She saw Wen Zhili drop his umbrella, squat down and get under his own umbrella.
She hugged herself.
I heard her say:
"Yanyan, go home with your sister..."
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The two of them were silent all the way, neither of them looked at each other in the car, and they walked one after the other with their eyes downcast on the road.
Coming to see her, does that mean you have decided to be with her?
Wen Yan couldn't understand what her sister meant. She had always been the one being led by the nose in this relationship.
When Wen Zhili advanced, she eagerly followed suit. But if Wen Zhili retreated, she wouldn't be able to advance even a little bit no matter how hard she chased him.
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After entering the house, Wen Zhili went to turn on the light.
"elder sister……"
Finally, she heard her sister calling her. At this time, Wen Zhili only had time to turn on a small beam of corridor light.
She turned her head and looked at her sister cautiously.
The dark and warm light gently melted the girl's outline, revealing her rain-soaked hair and wet eyes.
This feeling had come to him once when she was about to leave the room, and once when he saw her huddled in the rain. Now it was the third time today, and it was particularly strong.
——She is like an abandoned puppy.
Rainwater began to seep into the house.
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You shouldn't look at me with such wet eyes.
Like the sea engulfing the beach at high tide.
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Before Wen Yan could say anything else, Wen Zhili stepped closer to her, raised his hand to stroke the back of her neck and kissed her with a strange recklessness.
Wen Yan first widened his eyes, and subconsciously leaned back, but his sister held his lower back and pulled him forward.
Her desire was ignited, so she closed her eyes and responded to her sister.
Mixed with the salty taste of rain and tears, the suppressed pain and lust all surged towards this kiss like a tide.
Two broken hearts collided in the watery darkness.
Wen Zhili's kiss was stronger than any other time.
They continued kissing and stumbled back to Wen Zhili's bedroom. Wen Yan was pushed down on the bed, panting as her sister kissed her neck, shoulders, and even her hips which continued to rise and fall.
But Wen Zhili only did this, letting her hair fall gently on her sister's lower abdomen, and refused to go any further.
Wen Yan felt uncomfortable because of the teasing. This was not the first time her sister had done this.
In the past, she would just fight back unhappily, but this time she felt really wronged and uncomfortable, and her lower abdomen felt sore and empty.
She pushed her sister away by the shoulder and asked angrily, "Why don't you want to touch me?"
Wen Zhili was stunned for a moment, stopped what he was doing, and then his eyes began to avoid.
"Yanyan...you are still too young. What if...what if we separate——"
"Then let's not separate."
Wen Yan didn't want to hear her talk about breaking up again, so she anxiously kissed her sister's lips.
"Sister...I don't want a chastity arch, I want you..."
She had a selfish motive; she wanted her sister to stay.
She wanted to use all her love and passion to bind her sister's conscience.
force.
Forcing her to stay forever and ever.
Her face flushed as she raised her hands to take off her shirt. The only underwear left was no longer the style her sister had bought for her.
"Sister, look at me... I'm not a child anymore. The underwear you bought for me... is already too small..."
Her sister blushed and didn't look at her, so she leaned over and kissed her sister's ear cheekily and acted coquettishly. When she opened her eyes again, she was excited to find that there was a wavering look in her sister's eyes.
Wen Yan certainly didn't intend to miss this opportunity.
She took her sister's hand and placed it on the corner of her waist. Then she looked at her with a pitiful look and said softly, "
"Sister, I really want to..."
“Yanyan…”
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——I looked into her eyes and knew that they were the sparks that would start a prairie fire.
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"I cried so much for you today, don't you feel sorry for me?"
Wen Zhili paused, his expression struggling.
"If you feel sorry for me, then make me happy..."
The shy ending tone melted into the air.
After a long time, Wen Zhili helplessly let out a sigh that marked his compromise.
"You know best how to manipulate me..."
She took the small square box from the bedside with one hand, took out a piece and put it on herself, then leaned over to kiss her sister, and her hand on her waist began to move slowly.
Wen Yan was delighted.
Amidst her continuous panting, Wen Zhili suddenly pressed the tip of her nose against her sister's ear and promised emotionally and devoutly, "Yanyan, I will face the future with you, and face Mom and Dad."
Wen Yan's eyelids trembled.
"Sister will treat you well. Sister will be responsible for you, and sister will protect you..."
It seemed like she was comforting her sister, and also like she was comforting herself.
"elder sister……"
"Yanyan, sister loves you..."
When the lingering sound faded away, the fingertips reached the forbidden area.
Wen Yan let out a soft moan, and then her consciousness began to become confused under that gaze burning with lust.
The windows of the room have been closed by my sister, and the room has become warm and comfortable. The light rain hitting the windows is like a lyrical song to cheer me up.
This time, it was the elder sister who leaned over to kiss and tease.
Rubbing, fingering, and licking, it’s all my sister.
Whisper in my ear: "Do you love me, Yanyan?"
"Um?"
"Yanyan, do you love your sister?"
It’s my sister.
She is the one who can't even say the word "love" completely.
It was she who called out to her sister, who was unconscious.
It was she who whimpered and tried to escape, but was coaxed and pulled back under him.
"Don't press it! Uh-huh...don't press my stomach..."
"Well...don't move, dear..."
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People often say that separation is usually foreshadowed.
It is not like a sudden downpour, but more like the morning mist in late autumn.
Maybe it's the silence that lasts longer than usual after a conversation, or maybe it's the profoundness in the other person's eyes when they look at you that you don't want to understand.
Perhaps it was at this moment that her sister clearly hugged her tremblingly, but her questions and actions revealed an absolutely abnormal paranoia.
So you stand on the shore, watching the long ebb tide, watching the sea water move away inch by inch towards the dusk on the horizon.
This is no ordinary sunset, you know.
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For the last time, Wen Yan sat astride Wen Zhili's legs.
After a long trembling, she fell into her sister's neck, her hands still stubbornly wrapped around her shoulders.
Suddenly, her tears flowed uncontrollably.
“Sister, sister…”
Wen Zhili was stunned.
She panicked instantly. She didn't know why her sister suddenly broke down after she was done.
She patted her sister's back in confusion, trying to comfort her in a daze, and carefully lifted the fingers that had entered to prevent the wet stains from touching her sister's skin.
"Yanyan, what's wrong? Why are you crying?"
"Yanyan, you... do you regret it?"
There was panic in her eyes.
Wen Yan immediately realized that her sister had misunderstood her and shook her head wildly, but she didn't know how to explain it, so she had to kiss her sister's mouth eagerly with tears in her eyes.
"Sister, I love you so much..."
"Even if you don't want me or love me anymore in the future, I will accept it."
"I really love you..."
Wen Zhili felt a little sad when he heard his sister's sudden and illogical confession.
She hugged her sister tightly and coaxed her gently, softly promising not to leave. After a long time, the girl in her arms gradually calmed down.
Wen Yan finally pecked her sister's cheek in confusion.
"Sister, you are the best to me."
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This is the fourth time this feeling has occurred today.
Wen Zhili leaned over and gently kissed his sister's still moist eyes amid the sound of lingering rain and love.
"I love you too……"
"Good dog."
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