Jing Chenguang strode over and took the phone from Jing Weiyang's hand. He glanced at the unfamiliar number on the screen and immediately hung up.
A hint of regret flashed in Jing Weiyang's eyes, but the next moment she met her brother's deep and suppressed gaze. She didn't dare to look him in the eye and lowered her head.
Jing Chenguang stared at her for a while before finally choosing to suppress his anger.
Without blaming her, he placed the bowl in front of her and said, "Have some soup."
Jing Weiyang is now a naughty child who secretly got married behind her parents' backs. She has lost her edge and doesn't dare to go against her brother at all.
I could only obediently sit down, pick up the soup, blow on it, and then put it down again.
Jing Chenguang was sulking when he suddenly saw her put down her bowl: "What's wrong?"
Jing Weiyang blinked and looked at him pitifully: "It's a little hot."
Jing Chenguang: "...Then let's drink it later."
Jing Weiyang gave him a cute, fake smile, then lowered her head to continue blowing on the soup, and said nothing more.
The atmosphere at the dinner table became very cold.
While drinking her soup, Jing Weiyang waited anxiously and absentmindedly for the phone call, hoping that Shen Yu would realize that it was her calling!
However, even after she finished her bowl of chicken soup, her brother's phone remained silent.
Jing Weiyang knew that her dream of leaving had been temporarily shattered.
After the meal, Jing Chenguang put the bowls back in the kitchen, waiting for the aunt to come the next day.
Jing Weiyang sat on the living room sofa, somewhat absent-minded.
She glanced up and saw it was snowing outside. Her eyes lit up, and a gentle voice sounded in her ear the next moment:
"It's snowing, want to go out and see it?"
Jing Weiyang nodded without hesitation: "Okay!"
But the next second, her smile froze.
The reason they agreed to let her out so easily is probably because they weren't afraid she'd be discovered.
For a moment, Jing Weiyang looked at her brother with a complicated expression.
Jing Chenguang seemed oblivious to everything, and gently took her hand, saying, "You can go out, but go upstairs and change your clothes first."
He was referring to Jing Weiyang's princess dress; it didn't matter since the heating was good inside, but it wouldn't work outside.
Jing Weiyang blinked, her eyes filled with worry and tenderness.
This brother made her feel like she had returned to the past, and she didn't know how to refuse him.
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Jing Weiyang was taking a shower in the bathroom, and she couldn't find a suitable opportunity to ask her brother to leave all afternoon.
Before she knew it, it was already evening, so she could only decide to go to sleep first and think about it tomorrow.
He was distracted the whole time, and it was half an hour later when she finally came out of the bathroom.
As soon as she pushed open the bathroom door, she saw an "uninvited guest" on her bed.
"Brother, what brings you here?"
She paused in the act of drying her long hair, and looked at Jing Chenguang with surprise.
Jing Chenguang's expression remained calm: "I came to see you."
Then he beckoned to her: "Come here."
Jing Weiyang walked over and was pulled by the shoulder and pressed in front of the dressing mirror.
Then she saw her brother pick up the hair dryer. She instinctively wanted to refuse, but he pressed her back down.
"It's alright, I'll do it." The man's voice was gentle, but his actions were absolutely forceful.
Jing Weiyang had no choice but to give up.
Soon, the sound of hot air whistling filled my ears.
Jing Weiyang looked up at her brother in the mirror, gazing at his tender and gentle face, and was somewhat dazed.
She lowered her eyes, concealing the turmoil in them.
For a moment, the only sound in the room was the hairdryer.
I don't know how much time passed.
Jing Chenguang said, "Okay."
His slender fingers gently lifted a strand of long, satin-like hair, watching it slip through his fingers, its lustrous beauty reminiscent of black pearls, clearly indicating the meticulous care it had received.
Jing Weiyang wanted to say thank you, but Jing Chenguang suddenly bent down and hugged her, his cool face pressed against her cheek. Looking in the mirror, the two were so intimate.
Jing Weiyang was startled and tried to struggle, but he held her even tighter. She looked at Jing Chenguang in a panic:
"Brother, what's wrong?"
Jing Chenguang stared intently into her eyes, his voice as gentle as ever, even carrying a hint of amusement:
Are you scared to sleep alone? Do you want your brother to stay with you?
Jing Weiyang finally couldn't help but turn around and look at him, "Brother, you're kidding, right?"
The astonishment in her eyes was genuine.
Jing Chenguang smiled and affectionately nuzzled the girl's soft cheek.
"Didn't we always do this when we were kids? When you go to a new environment, you'll be picky about your bed and then you'll come looking for your older brother."
Jing Weiyang felt a little awkward and couldn't help but break free from his embrace:
“That was when I was a child. I’m all grown up now,”
And she's even married!
If Shen Yu found out she dared to sleep with other men, he would definitely beat her to death!
However, she didn't dare tell her brother any of this.
By the end of the day, she had clearly sensed her brother's rejection of her and this matter.
Seeing the obvious resistance on the girl's face, Jing Chenguang suppressed his emotions.
He told himself it was okay, he could wait.
Then he transformed back into the gentle older brother Jing Weiyang knew, lightly tapping her head:
"Silly girl, I was just kidding."
Then she took out a pretty and cute teddy bear from behind her back and handed it to her: "I brought this for you."
"Dubi!"
Jing Weiyang's eyes lit up, and she hugged him tightly.
This is a bear doll that she designed herself after learning to draw when she was a child. Her brother took it and had a lifelike doll made for her, which he gave to her on her birthday.
From then on, Doobi stayed by her side.
Seeing the girl's genuine and radiant smile, Jing Chenguang's heart softened, and he gently ruffled her long hair.
"I knew you couldn't sleep at night without it."
Upon hearing this, Jing Weiyang stiffened slightly. In fact, her husband had already corrected this habit of hers.
But she didn't say anything, she just lowered her head and rubbed the doll, then looked up at Jing Chenguang and gave him a cute smile:
"Thank you, brother."
-
Jing Weiyang's door closed.
Jing Chenguang's eyes turned cold instantly, and the gentle older brother's expression vanished from his face, replaced by intense obsession.
That night, he stood at his sister's door for a very long time before finally turning around and leaving.
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