[Sister] Chapter 1

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Chapter One: Meeting Again It
was my first time leaving home, and to such a faraway place. I felt a mix of panic and anticipation, wondering what this
completely unfamiliar place would be like.
Stepping out of Beijing Railway Station, I felt a wave of dizziness. The sheer number of people was
a sight I had never seen in our quiet little mountain village. East, south, west, north—there were no familiar coordinates here.
I hurriedly pulled a piece of paper from my pocket; it had my sister's phone number on it, my only solace.
My sister was twenty-one, five years older than me. She was the undisputed good girl in our village. She
was also the only one who had come to Beijing to study, supposedly at a very prestigious university, I think it was
Tsinghua, but I can't quite remember.
My sister practically raised me. My grandfather was disabled, and my parents' faces were hazy in my memory
. They left us when I was very young in a car accident. My sister
cared for me like a mother, attending school while also looking after my grandfather. Now Grandpa has passed away too. My sister came back
for the funeral, then left again, saying she was too busy with her studies and couldn't stay home with me much longer. She told me to study hard at home
and get into a university in Beijing so I could come find her.
But I'm coming to see her now, and the school expelled me. I don't know how to
tell her when I see her.
The phone is always busy. I keep dialing her number, but no one answers. I'm panicking
. What am I going to do if I can't find her? She's my only support.
It's getting late. In winter, it gets dark early, and a north wind is blowing. I'm still wearing
the cotton-padded coat my sister made for me when she was home, but it doesn't seem to be very effective now. The only thing that brings me some warmth
is the coat made by my dearest sister. The phone still isn't connected. I feel a loneliness I've never felt before. Sister,
where are you?
The wind is blowing harder, and I'm shivering.
"Young man, I've seen you standing here for ages, but I can't get through on the phone. Do you know the address?"
The old man at the phone booth asked me kindly.
"I think it's called Tsinghua?" I stammered.
"Oh, that's a great place! I'll tell you how to get there. Contact your family when you get close."
The old man enthusiastically told me the way and even wrote it down for me.
"Thank you, sir!" Like a headless fly, I actually stumbled upon the place.
Near a bus stop called Tsinghua West Gate, I dialed my sister's number again. Answer me quickly, answer me quickly! My heart was burning
with anxiety.
"Hello, who is this?" My sister's clear and melodious voice finally came from the other end of the line.
"Sister, it's me, Abiao! I've finally found you!" My voice trembled slightly, I didn't know if it was
from excitement or from being cold.
"Where are you? You've come to Beijing?" My sister's voice suddenly became urgent.
"Yes, I'm in Beijing. I'm at the west gate of Tsinghua University. I'm here to find you."
"Okay, stay there and don't wander off. I'll come pick you up, okay?"
"Okay!" I replied.
About ten minutes later, my sister arrived. She was wearing a white down jacket and blue
jeans, and still had her signature ponytail. She seemed taller;
when I jumped into her arms, I could only touch her jade-like neck. My sister had a fragrance that I
loved when I was little, and now it was even stronger.
"Biaozi, what brings you here? Didn't I tell you to study hard at home?" She started nagging me again. This
was her favorite thing to say, and the thing I hated most.
"I haven't eaten yet, I'm starving. Why do you always talk about studying whenever you see me?" I didn't answer
my sister. I didn't dare tell her I'd been expelled.
"Alright, alright, let's go eat first. Look at you, all pitiful." My sister smiled at me,
revealing two small dimples on her face. She was so beautiful.
I slurped down a bowl of noodles at a small noodle shop. "Ah, finally full. My sister is the best." I
was finally no longer depressed because my sister was right beside me.
"Now can you tell me how you ended up here?" My sister hadn't forgotten about it.
"Um... I missed you, sister!" I thought of a good reason. Actually, I really missed her.
"Stop being so glib, just tell me." My sister's fierce look was quite funny. There wasn't
a trace of ferocity in her big eyes; instead, there was an indescribable beauty.
"We can't afford the tuition anymore. Uncle wants to buy a tractor. He doesn't want me to go to school anymore. He said that having you in
school has already cost a lot of money, so he wants me to come out and work. That's why I came here." I said, feeling wronged.
"Oh, is that so?" My sister's expression dimmed instantly, but her eyes were filled with stubbornness. "It's okay
, you still have to go back to school. You're only sixteen, why would you work? I'll support you. I can earn
money now, and I even have scholarships." My sister smiled confidently after saying that.
"Ah, are you trying to coax me back? Winter break is coming soon, classes will stop soon, just let me stay with you for
a few more days." I could only respond like that for now.
"Okay, you'll go back to school after this winter break." My sister said, tapping my head with her finger
.
"Sis, where am I staying tonight? Can I stay with you?" My eyes were full of expectation.
"You really are something, not even giving me a heads-up. I'm still staying in the dorm, and I'll have to book a room for you,
it's very expensive." She tapped my head again, and I grinned foolishly.
My sister found a small, clean hotel nearby, but it only had one bed. She said a single bed would be cheaper
, and she wanted me to stay there. She said she'd come back tomorrow to pick me up and take me to rent a place in the suburbs, where it would be cheaper,
only about 200 yuan a month.
"Sister, won't you sleep with me? I'm scared to be alone," I pleaded, holding her hand.
"You're so old and you're still scared? If you were scared, why would you have come?" My sister was still about to leave.
Actually, I often slept with my sister. Our house is small, so we always slept in the same bed.
I don't know when it started, but my sister stopped sleeping with me. At least, I haven't slept with her since she went to university.
I'd slept with her before. I really wanted to sleep in her arms again.
I pouted, tears welling in my eyes, "Sister, please stay with me, I really miss you."
Looking at me, my sister softened, "Sigh, I can't do anything with you. You've always been
so naughty, and you're still so clingy now. Okay, I'll agree. Go wash up and go to bed."
As I took off my clothes, my sister's face was always turned towards the wall. She used to always help me undress and bathe.
Sigh, growing up is tough, I thought to myself.
"Sister, aren't you going to shower? The water's so hot, it feels so good." I said to my sister in the bathroom.
"If it feels good, then shower. Remember to wrap a towel around your waist when you come out."
"Okay!"
I did as my sister instructed, wrapping a towel around my waist when I came out. "It feels so good, sister, go shower
."
"I've already showered, I don't need to." My sister seemed a little awkward. "You should go to sleep, I want to
read for a while." Saying this, she took a book out of her pocket and sat down to read.
"Okay, I'm going to sleep now, you should come too." I patted the side of the bed and said.
"Hey, put on some clothes." My sister's face was a little red.
"No, it's warm in here, I won't get cold. Look how red your face is from the heat."
My sister sighed deeply towards the ceiling: "Sigh! There's nothing I can do."
In the middle of the night, I woke up needing to pee, my penis was rock hard. I got up, and my sister had somehow
gotten up and lay down next to me, close to the edge of the bed, without disturbing me at all. My sister is so sweet.
My sister was sleeping soundly. I crawled over her and tiptoed to the bathroom. When I came back, my penis
was finally soft, and I felt much better. My sister hadn't taken off her clothes, just her white down jacket. Underneath, she was
wearing a pink sweater, which looked quite pretty. I gently crawled over her again,
but when I lay down on the pillow, I couldn't fall asleep.
"Sister, sister." I whispered in her ear.
"Okay, go to sleep. We can talk about it tomorrow." She woke up but ignored me. She didn't even turn her head.
I moved closer to her: "Sister, can I borrow your arm to lie on?"
"No way, go to sleep now, or I'll send you back tomorrow." She's really heartless, treating her younger brother like this.
I snorted and turned over to sleep.
I was woken up by my sister in the morning with a loud scream, like
the sound I used to make when I was little and scared her with bugs. I don't know when I wrapped my arms and legs around my sister like an octopus.
When she opened my hands, they were still touching her high, full breasts, just like my mother's when I was little. Maybe she
needed to pee, because my penis was hard again. Her scream startled me. The towel was open, and my penis was sticking up high. I
quickly covered it up, embarrassed. My sister's face was very red, and she went to the bathroom to wash up.
"How come you still haven't changed your bad habits even though you're all grown up? You still sleep on top of people." My sister came out of the bathroom, complaining
.
"It's always been like this since we were little, why didn't you say so before?" I retorted.
"Okay, go wash up, I have to go to school first, I'll come pick you up later." My sister said and went out
. I was so bored being alone, time seemed to drag on forever, and I was eagerly waiting for my sister to come back.
She didn't return until noon, carrying a bag of KFC and a new set of clothes.
"Are you hungry? Come and eat, then try on the new clothes and see if they fit." My sister said
as she opened the bag, and the aroma filled the air. This was my first time eating KFC. My sister watched
me eat, her eyes full of love.
The new clothes fit perfectly. My sister looked me over from left to right, nodded, and said, "Hmm, you look quite dashing, a real young man
!"
She patted my head and said, "Come on, I've rented a place for you, go take a look." My sister was really efficient; she got everything done in one morning. She 　　rented a place for me
in a place called Shangdi , simple but comfortable.
My sister can't live with me anymore; she has to go back to school
and apparently works during the week. She can only spend Sundays with me. Before she left, she told me not to wander off and gave
me 500 yuan, saying she'd come back on Sunday and take me out to play. I nodded in agreement
and saw her off. Boredom filled the room again.
I lay on the bed, pondering. My sister only agreed to let me spend the winter break here; once it's over, she'll definitely send me
home. What should I do? I can't leave. I have to go to work, earn money. I can't let my sister support me. I
have to earn money to support my sister. Am I a grown man? That's what my sister said.
These past few days, with nothing to do, I've been browsing the roadside ads. There are job postings for waiters
or security guards—I think I could do those. But I've been turned down several times; everyone says I'm
too young, and no one dares to hire me.
On Sunday, my sister took me out to play, and it was truly an eye-opening experience. Beijing is so big! We went to so many places
, and I was exhausted. My sister must have been tired too, but she didn't say anything. She just lay down on my
bed and fell asleep while we were chatting. I didn't wake her, afraid that if I did, she would leave again.
My sister slept soundly, and I quietly crawled next to her, resting my head on her arm, and gently placed my hand
on her ample breasts. I liked it when my sister held me like that, even though she didn't know, I was very happy.
I slept very soundly that night, and didn't even know when my sister left.
When I woke up, my sister was gone. I started another week of job hunting, and
finally, a nearby nightclub took me in. This time, I told myself I was eighteen, and I felt
very relaxed there; no one even asked for my ID card.
And so I became a waitress, but only at night, serving drinks to the drunken patrons.
Occasionally, the generous owner would give me tips, and I really liked the job.
There were many girls in the nightclub who looked like my older sister, but none of them were as pretty. They wore incredibly scantily clad clothes
, revealing their white breasts and round buttocks. However, to me, they couldn't
compare to my sister at all; it was as if something was missing. I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but they just didn't give me a comfortable feeling.
Maybe it was because I looked young, but the girls always liked to joke with me, calling me a handsome little
guy, and they would touch my butt all the time, sometimes even sneaking a swipe at my penis, making me blush, and
then they would laugh happily.
This group of girls was managed by a woman in her thirties, and they were all afraid of her, calling her "Mommy." But that "
Mommy" seemed to like me a lot; she was very caring and friendly towards me. I thought she was quite nice, unlike those crazy girls.
My sister would always come to see me on Sundays, always expressing her guilt, saying that she was too
busy with her studies and work to spend time with me. I told her I was fine on my own, sometimes I would wander around, and not to worry about me.
As dusk approached, I would persuade her to go back, and she said I was being sensible. Actually, I had to go to
work at four o'clock, and I really wanted my sister to spend more time with me. Before I knew it
, winter vacation was over, and my sister saw me off at the station. After she went back, I ran out of the
station to continue my work, unaware that I was still living not far from her.

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