My sister and I's story

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Love and sex are two words that are almost indispensable in everyone's life, and everyone's first love and first sexual experience are unforgettable and etched in their memory. For many, the first time is only once, but for some, different experiences may add different first times to their lives. Perhaps I am such a person. My name is Yun. In my life, I have three very close sisters: a cousin from my uncle's side, a cousin from my uncle's side, and a god-sister I grew up with. Perhaps, in the eyes of normal people, any of these three relationships should be pure sibling affection. But whether it was by chance or fate, I have the most intimate relationship with them—romantic love. About twenty years ago, I first met my god-sister, Yan, in kindergarten. At that time, my parents and her parents, Uncle Wen and Aunt Jun, were very good friends. The two men were colleagues at work, and the two women were roommates in college. Perhaps it was simply to strengthen the relationship between the two families, or perhaps it was just a playful joke between adults and children, but from then on, Uncle Wen began calling me "son-in-law." At the time, I didn't understand what "son-in-law" meant; I just thought the word "uncle" sounded impressive. So, after becoming familiar with Yan, Uncle Wen, and Aunt Jun, whenever I was with Uncle Wen and met someone I knew, I would proudly tell them, "I'm Uncle Wen's son-in-law." It wasn't until a year later, during a holiday, that I returned to my maternal grandparents' house and overheard them referring to my father as "son-in-law." After asking around, I finally understood what was going on. Embarrassed, this four- or five-year-old ran back to my bedroom, buried my head in the covers, and refused to get up for a long time. After that, I stopped calling myself Uncle Wen's son-in-law, but I gradually developed different feelings for Yan than for others. At the time, I didn't know what that feeling was like. I only knew that I liked eating and playing with Yan, and sometimes I would even suddenly kiss her. I also liked holding her hand when we walked together. Whenever the adults asked me why I did these things, I would always answer, "Because she's pretty," which would make everyone laugh and call me a little pervert. By the time I was in kindergarten, I had already touched most of the girl's body during our usual hugs and kisses, and what followed was a strong curiosity about the parts that I couldn't see before. One afternoon, during nap time, I tried to ask Yan if I could touch her bottom. She hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed. So, while the teacher was out, I quietly put my hand on Yan's body, who was sleeping on the bed next to mine. I don't know when, but Yan had already pulled her pants down a bit, and I easily slipped my hand inside. It was small, soft, and round. I touched my own with my other hand, but I didn't seem to feel anything different. Contrary to my calm, even slightly disappointed, Yan chuckled and said it tickled. So, I gently scratched it a couple more times before withdrawing my hand. This was perhaps the first relatively intimate physical contact between Yan and me. A few days later, one afternoon, Yan suddenly asked me what the difference was between boys' and girls' genitals. I said maybe it was that girls don't have penises. Yan then took advantage of the situation and asked to touch mine during nap time. I thought that since I had touched her last time, it wouldn't be a big deal to let her touch me back, so I readily agreed, only asking to touch her genitals as well, which Yan agreed to. So, again, taking advantage of the time when the teacher was out during nap time, Yan and I touched each other's bodies. The moment Yan's hand touched my genitals, I couldn't help but shiver. Since I could remember, I had never let anyone easily touch my penis, not even my parents. This sudden contact made me inexplicably nervous. I swallowed hard and reached my hand to Yan's genitals. Hmm, it was definitely different from a boy's; it felt like a piece of flesh was missing—soft and tender. Yan laughed again, just like last time, and gently slapped my hand. I didn't stop; instead, I tried to find the spot where a girl urinates, but Yan stopped me. On one hand, I didn't want to upset her; on the other hand, I was afraid of being discovered, so I didn't force her, and we both withdrew our hands. That was the first time I directly experienced the difference between male and female bodies. Similarly, it gave me feelings for Yan that were different from my feelings for other girls. For the next ten years or so, Yan and I attended the same school, going to and from school together every day, until we separated in high school. After entering junior high, she started calling me "older brother," while I sometimes called her Yan, and sometimes "younger sister." During that time, some close friends or classmates suggested I pursue her, or asked if we had a closer relationship, but I always smiled and denied it. Because at that time, my feelings for Yan were more like those of a good friend and a brother and sister. As for what the future held, I naturally had no idea at the time. For about ten years after that, I didn't have any intimate contact with a girl's body, until the summer of my sixteenth year. At that time, I had just finished the first major exam of my life—the high school entrance exam. I thought I could finally relax, but my parents forced me to attend a cram school for high school courses. This was something that made me extremely unhappy, but it seemed to have some meaning because of the arrival of my cousin from my uncle's family. My cousin was a little over two years younger than me, petite and delicate. She wasn't a beauty, but she was still quite attractive. She had always been very attached to me and my cousin from my aunt's family, and we were very close. Perhaps for this reason, after my cousin came to my house, my mother naturally let me sleep in the same bed with her at night. On our first night sleeping together, my cousin and I lay in bed chatting after the lights were turned off. Since we hadn't seen each other for more than half a year, we each had so much to talk about. Before we knew it, we saw through the glass door that the light in my parents' room was also off. For some reason, I suddenly found my courage and whispered in my cousin's ear that I wanted to kiss her, but I didn't specify where. She hesitated for a moment, then agreed. I gently pulled her close and slowly moved towards her lips. Even now, I clearly remember the trembling nervousness I felt. Although it wasn't my first time kissing a girl, it still felt strangely exciting and nerve-wracking with my cousin. Finally, our lips met, and I could clearly feel her trembling. I didn't do anything more, just gently sucked on her lips, trying to calm myself down. After about half a minute, I stopped, lay back down, and asked my cousin how it felt. She said she was very nervous because it was her first kiss, and she expressed slight displeasure that I had kissed her without explaining. We chatted casually for a while, and then I got up and kissed her again. This time, I prolonged the kiss and slipped my tongue inside her mouth while she breathed. My cousin stiffened for a moment, but then gradually relaxed. I slowly explored her mouth, and she seemed eager to try out a scene from a TV drama, gradually intertwining her tongue with mine. This kiss lasted about two or three minutes before stopping. Afterwards, my cousin seemed to get hooked, frequently offering to kiss me, sometimes just a quick peck, sometimes a long kiss lasting a minute or two. I was also aroused and wanted to try something more intimate. So, I told my cousin I wanted to touch her breasts. Just as I was trying to find some reasons to persuade her, she readily agreed, which surprised me a little. However, I immediately took action, slowly slipping my hand inside her tank top. My cousin's breasts were small, after all, she was only a middle school student, but it was enough to excite me. Although I had girlfriends in middle school, it only ever went as far as kissing, because back then I didn't like doing things like touching breasts when there was a possibility of being discovered. So, this touching of my cousin's breasts became my first contact with a girl's developing breasts. Touching her slightly protruding breasts and growing nipples, listening to her increasingly heavy breathing due to nervousness, I couldn't help but harbor thoughts of making love with her someday. But clearly, it wasn't the right time. My cousin was still young, and her parents were home. If I acted then, perhaps she wouldn't refuse, but if I were discovered, my fate would be predictably tragic. From that day on, my cousin stayed at my house for five or six days. Every night, we would do some of these "activities," but only with her breasts, without any deeper contact. However, these few days laid the foundation for more intimate behavior between us in the future. At my maternal grandparents' house, my cousin was the girl I was closest to, while at my paternal grandparents' house, my closest female relative was my uncle's cousin, Han. Yes, I don't like calling her "cousin," and because I've called her that since I was little, my family has gradually accepted it. Han is two years older than me and is the closest in age to me among my grandfather's direct blood relatives. So, whenever I go back to my grandfather's house, I always spend the most time with Han.Because my grandfather's, uncle's, and aunt's families all lived in remote, underdeveloped rural areas with harsh natural environments, I didn't really like, and even hated, going back to my grandfather's house. Although I knew my grandfather missed me dearly, and my family loved me dearly, and that there were always various kinds of chicken, duck, goose, rabbit, pig, cow, and sheep to eat whenever I went back, this didn't change my prejudice against the place. My biggest, and almost only, fondness for the place was that I could see Han every time I went back. Han wasn't very tall, only about 1.6 meters even as an adult, but she was very beautiful, much like Gillian Chung from Twins. When I was little, every time I went back to my grandfather's house, Han and I would always play with the family cat, searching the yard for a place to play the game of mom, dad, and cat. Thinking back now, it always seems childish, but also very heartwarming. Perhaps it was that childhood sweetheart relationship, that innocent bond, that kept Han and me extremely close, unlike some siblings in other families who dislike each other or even scheme against each other. My parents both worked at a university, and thanks to this connection, Han was admitted to the same university after graduating from high school. Upon hearing the news, all my unpleasant thoughts vanished, replaced by pure excitement, which even boosted my grades significantly. In the first exam after the start of the semester, I ranked among the top 200 in my grade for the first time. For a student in an ordinary class at the province's top high school with over 1500 students, this was a remarkable achievement. My parents were overjoyed and invited Han over for a celebratory and welcoming dinner. After dinner, we chatted for a while, and when we finally checked the time, it was already 10:30 PM, and the dormitories were closed. My mother suggested Han stay and sleep with me, and perhaps because we had slept together as children, Han readily agreed. Back in the room, I closed the door and happily hugged Han tightly. "That's great! Now that you're here, we can see each other more often, instead of only seeing each other once every two or three years like before!" "Yeah, otherwise why would I have chosen this place? By the way, you still have the nerve to say we only see each other once every two or three years? If anything, it's your fault. Your dad goes back to our grandparents' house every year, why can't you go back with him?" "Hehe, you know, the environment back home is really bad. Everything else is okay, but going to the toilet is a real pain. You have to keep an eye on the person behind you when you're taking a dump." "I really can't stand it if a pig does it." "Pfft! Look at you, talking about pigs, as if you've been fucked by a pig yourself." "If it hadn't almost come true, how would I have thought of this? If I had been fucked by a pig, I would never have been able to face anyone again." "Haha, okay, okay, let's not talk about pigs anymore, lie down, it's getting late." "Okay, let's sleep! Let's go!" I said, picking Han up. Han was startled and screamed, then quickly wrapped her arms around my neck. "What are you doing, you scared me to death!" Han said, patting my back hard. "I'm carrying you to bed, what, if you don't like me carrying you, I'll let go." "You dare! Try letting go and see if I'll talk to you again!" I smiled, gently kissed Han's cheek, and put her on the bed. After turning off the lights, we continued chatting as usual. I'm sure everyone has had this experience: if you're lying next to someone you don't usually sleep with, it's almost impossible not to have a long, engaging conversation. From grades to daily life, from family and friends to future plans, by the time we look at the time, it's almost 1 a.m. "Oh dear, it's so late, stop talking now, go to sleep, we'll have plenty of time to chat later." With that, Han put her arm around my arm, closed her eyes, and stopped talking. "Wait a minute, can you kiss me before you sleep?" "Listen to me, go to sleep now." "No, I won't let you sleep unless you kiss me." "Sigh, okay, I can't do anything with you." Han couldn't resist me and gently kissed my cheek. "No, that's too light, I'm not satisfied." I persisted. Han opened her eyes, looked at me for about five or six seconds, and suddenly gave me a light peck on the lips. "How about that? Go to sleep now." With that, Han closed her eyes and went back to sleep, leaving me pounding my heart, blankly unsure what to do or think, even my arms trembling. That night, I don't even know how or when I fell asleep; I only know that when I woke up the next morning at 9:30, Han was no longer beside me. Since Han came, my mother would have her come to my house every Friday night, returning on Sunday. We would sleep together on Friday and Saturday nights. Every time we slept together, she would fall asleep holding my arm; holding hands and hugging were frequent, and occasional kisses would happen when it was just the two of us at night. As the saying goes, good things come to those who are in high spirits, and Han's arrival truly refreshed my entire outlook. During that time, I could concentrate on almost every class at school, and the time I used to spend reading novels was replaced by running to the playground to play basketball and exercise. Before the high school entrance exam, I developed a habit of staying indoors all the time because I studied every day, and my weight kept increasing. But after I started playing basketball again, the puffiness returned to my usual sturdy self. I knew my parents must have noticed the changes in me after Han came. I could only maintain this positive momentum to convince them to let Han come every week, so I could keep my healthy lifestyle. During that time, a female classmate I was usually close to hinted at wanting to date me, but I politely declined. At that time, Han was the only one in my heart. Although we were like siblings, I really considered her almost my girlfriend. I liked to tell her everything, whether it was sharing happiness or bearing sadness. Fortunately, my father often came home late due to work, and my mother was always very open-minded about this, or rather, she never thought of my relationship with Han in that way. So we were able to continue this close relationship without my parents noticing anything. Our relationship took a further step one weekend in November of that year. That Friday, both my parents were away on business, but Han still came to my house as usual. We cooked and ate together, then sat on the bed watching TV. Without my parents' supervision, we were both more relaxed than usual. While watching TV, I almost always hugged Han from behind, and she readily accepted my affection. Soon, it was 11 pm. After turning off the lights, we continued chatting. As we talked, I habitually pulled Han into my arms and gently kissed her lips. Usually, when I kiss her, she passively accepts, but today, perhaps because it was just the two of us at home, Han surprisingly hugged me back, which excited me greatly. So, I tried to pry open her teeth with my tongue, and unsurprisingly, she didn't resist, but quickly reciprocated with our lips. After kissing for a while, we parted. Through the moonlight streaming through the curtains, I could clearly see that Han's face was flushed, and I guessed I wasn't much better off. I looked at her, she looked at me, and we were both speechless for a moment. After a while, we kissed again in perfect unison. This time, I tried to go a step further, my hand slowly climbing up her breast through her pajamas. Han's body trembled noticeably, and the hands that were wrapped around my back gripped me tightly, but I didn't sense any rejection from her. Then, after her body relaxed, I slipped my hand inside her clothes again. This time, Han slapped my hand, but I didn't stop; instead, I increased the pressure of my kneading. The pressure of Han's slapping gradually increased and then decreased, eventually turning from a pat into a caress. I felt that Han seemed different today. Before, I had tried to touch her breasts, but she had refused. But today, she accepted all my advances without resistance, which excited me. I continued to push the boundaries I had never reached before, slowly unbuttoning Han's pajamas. Han takes off her bra when she sleeps, so after unbuttoning her clothes, her upper body was completely exposed to me. After touching her a few more times, I moved my mouth to Han's breasts and began to feast on them. Han's breathing became heavier and heavier, and her body gradually flushed. Through her breasts, I could clearly feel her heartbeat, which was much faster than usual. Han gripped my hand tightly, panting heavily, her fingers constantly relaxing and tightening with my sucking. Gradually, my mind was almost empty, only wanting to explore the body of the girl I loved most. Soon, I had removed Han's lower body clothing, and my hand covered that patch of grass. To my surprise, Han's pubic area was neatly trimmed, feeling very clean to the touch, unlike the unkempt pubic hair of women in some adult films. Before, my cousin was the only girl whose genitals I had touched; Han was the second. Compared to my cousin...Now that Han was an adult, her lower body was noticeably larger, but equally taut. My hands groped around, hoping to find the pearl I'd seen online. As I searched, Han's breathing became rapid and shallow, and I could feel the dampness emanating from her genitals, making me even more eager to find it. But haste makes waste; after searching for a long time, I found nothing. I stopped searching and, while continuing to caress Han, kissed her again. Clearly, under my caresses, Han was aroused; her hands continued to caress my body, and eventually she simply pulled off my underwear, and we finally reached the moment of nakedness. Han's hands gradually moved towards my lower body, and the moment my penis was grasped, my mind went blank, and I almost ejaculated. I hurriedly tried the method I'd seen online—inhaling and contracting my anus—and barely managed to stop the urge to ejaculate. I stopped my hands and mouth, and Han, sensing my change, stopped too and looked at me. "Is it okay?" "Can you stop if it's not okay?" "Probably not." "Then why are you asking?" "It's my first time." "Me too." "Is it okay if I don't have that?" "It's fine, come on." "That's great, get ready, let's get started." "Okay, be gentle." I suppressed my urge to explode and slowly moved my penis to the entrance of Han's lower body. After rubbing for a while, Han's garden started to seep water again. "Hurry up, what are you waiting for?" "I'm afraid you're too dry down there, and if I go in directly, you'll cry out in pain." "It's okay, no, hurry up." With Han's permission, I hurriedly aimed at the entrance and squeezed in forcefully. As I inserted, Han clenched her hands, frowned, and kept moaning. Before, I read online that virgins were very tight, but I didn't believe it. Only after experiencing it myself did I realize that it was true. Perhaps because Han was nervous, her lower body kept contracting, and I felt some pain again and again. After much effort, I finally managed to insert it completely, but strangely, I didn't feel the legendary obstruction of the hymen. "I don't know what's going on, but this is really my first time," Han seemed to see my confusion and explained. "It's okay, I know many women accidentally break their hymen during their first time, so there's no bleeding." "That's good to know, I feel much better now, try moving around." I quickly leaned over Han and was about to try moving when Han cried out softly. "Ouch, that hurts, wait a minute, you're pressing on my hair." "Ah, are you okay? I didn't see it, don't blame me." I kissed Han's forehead to apologize. "You're so clumsy, not even watching where you're going." Han kissed me back, tidied her hair, and then hugged me, saying, "Let's move this time, slowly." So, I tried to slowly thrust in and out. For the first few dozen thrusts, Han frowned, looking somewhat pained, but I patiently continued, moving slowly and kissing her, hoping she would get into the mood quickly. Perhaps because of the slow pace, even though it was my first time, I managed to last seven or eight minutes without the urge to ejaculate. After a while, I felt Han's body gradually relax. Not only were her hands and feet no longer tense, but her lower body wasn't as tight as before. My thrusts no longer felt like climbing mountains with each stroke. So, I gradually increased the frequency of my movements. Han stopped crying out in pain and began to breathe heavily, just like during our previous caresses, occasionally letting out a soft moan. Gradually, I increased the speed of my thrusts to about two per second. Han was moaning softly, and I was nearing my climax. "I'm almost there!" "Mmm! Just... just go in." Suddenly, I felt a tremor run through my back, and my semen gushed out. I could feel that this ejaculation was incomparable to anything I had done with my hand before; it was incredibly pleasurable. Each ejaculation was accompanied by a soft groan from Han, until I released the last drop. I lay on top of Han, and we lay there quietly for a while. "Han." "What's wrong?" "I love you so much." "Me too, I love myself too~""Hmm? You're teasing me? You want a beating?" I said, reaching under Han's armpit to tickle her, making her beg for mercy. "Ouch, ouch, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, stop!" "Okay, then tell me, will you dare tease me again?" "No." "Then do you love me?" "Yes." "What does 'yes' mean? I want to hear you say it." "I love you." "Say it completely." Han looked at me, said nothing more, and kissed me directly, only separating after a long time. "Is that enough now? You really are something." I turned her around, placing her on top of me. I didn't intend to do it again; I just quietly held her, enjoying this moment of happiness and warmth. Gradually, we both fell asleep in this peaceful atmosphere, and slept until the next morning. Sure enough, I woke up before Han. Sometime during the night, Han's body slid to my side, with only one leg and arm still draped over me. What surprised me most was that our lower bodies were still connected. Stroking Han's smooth body, my desire and my lower body gradually rose, and perhaps the increasing swelling in my lower body woke Han as well. "What are you doing? So early in the morning, stop fooling around, we can talk about it tonight." Han slapped me, seemingly still wanting to sleep. "Look at your watch, it's already ten o'clock, aren't you getting up?" I said, patting Han's cheek. "Huh? Really? It's so late, we need to prepare lunch." Han hurriedly got up and started getting dressed. Inadvertently, Han touched my still-erect penis, blushed, and said, "Sorry, let me rest during the day, we can be together again tonight." "Okay, whatever you say." I also got up and started getting dressed; I could foresee that this would be another wonderful day. Since that time with Han, we maintained this relationship for a long time afterward. In front of our family, we remained just very close siblings, but once we were alone, it was a completely different story. After that day, we encountered two more situations where both my parents were away from home: once when they went to my grandmother's house for a few days during a holiday, and another time when my father was away on a business trip and my mother was on a company trip. Naturally, we didn't miss these opportunities, and we had our "three hundred rounds" of lovemaking at my house both times. When we didn't have such opportunities, we would go to a hotel in a district far from home once or twice a month to ease our longing for each other. Regarding our future relationship, at least up to that point, we both tacitly avoided mentioning this sensitive topic. Because of Han, Yan and my cousin both had boyfriends, so I didn't look for a girlfriend and had no interest in other girls at all; I only had one very close female classmate. Most of the time, I spent my time at school studying and playing sports. While my grades weren't as good as the top students in the competition classes, I consistently ranked between 200 and 500, a relatively stable performance that was neither outstanding nor terrible, which satisfied my parents. Before I knew it, it was the second semester of my senior year, and I was about to face the daunting prospect of the college entrance exam. I had thought these past six months would fly by in the midst of tedious studying, but to my utter surprise, not long after the semester started, something happened that drastically changed my relationship with Yan. That night, it was already 11 pm, and I was in bed preparing to sleep when I suddenly received a text message from Yan. She told me that she and her boyfriend Jiang had argued a few days ago, and although she wanted to reconcile, Jiang didn't intend to stay with her. Now she didn't know what to do. To be honest, I didn't know how to comfort her, because I had no experience with this kind of thing. My girlfriend from junior high and I had a peaceful relationship and a peaceful breakup; even if we argued, we'd only make up in the evening, never something like this. I lay in bed texting Yan, trying to calm her down. Before, because of my relationship with Yan, I had met Jiang and we got along quite well. Jiang was very loyal and kind to Yan, but he had a short temper. People like that might calm down quickly when angry, but if they held back for a long time, their outbursts were almost irreversible. At that time, I thought there was almost no chance of them getting back together, or rather, almost no chance of Jiang agreeing to reconcile with Yan. I told Yan everything I thought, and then a while passed without any further texts from her. Just as I was getting anxious and about to call her, Yan texted: "I'm going to his house to have a serious talk with him. Wish me luck." I was stunned; I hadn't expected Yan to make such a decision. "Don't be silly. With his temper, there's no point in you spending an hour or two outside in the cold." "At least I have to try. Don't worry about me." But I couldn't ignore her. Yan's parents rented a place in a distant district due to their work, so they let Yan stay at their home near the school for her convenience. Fortunately, Yan has always been a relatively independent girl, so living alone wasn't too difficult for her. But I couldn't help but worry about a girl leaving home alone at midnight. Luckily, I had previously visited Jiang's house with some friends who grew up with Yan, so I knew his address. After thinking for a while, I made a decision. I got dressed, left a note for my parents, telling them that Yan and her boyfriend were having some trouble and I was going to visit her, asking them not to tell Yan's parents. Given our relationship, I believed my parents would understand my actions after reading it. Stepping outside, I noticed an unusual light snowfall, a thin layer of snow already covering the ground. I took a taxi straight to Jiang's house. Along the way, Yan, who had already arrived, was still texting me, one of which was a very curt rejection from Jiang. Even through the phone screen, I could almost picture Yan's helpless, even desperate, expression downstairs at Jiang's house. Since it was the middle of the night, there weren't many cars on the road, and I arrived at my destination in just over ten minutes. I hurried towards Jiang's house, and from afar I could see Yan crouching downstairs, hugging her shoulders, seemingly lost in thought. I hesitated for a long time between going to her and not going, finally deciding to let her have some time to herself before meeting her and taking her home. Just as I reached a corner, I received a call from Jiang. "Hello, is this Yun-ge? It's me." "I know, why are you calling me at this time?" "Did you know Yan and I broke up?" "I only know you two had a fight. What, is it impossible for you to get back together?" "It's impossible. We're just not suited for each other. Even if we did, we'd argue more than we'd be happy." "Okay, that's between you and her, I won't comment." "She's downstairs at my place right now. Can you come and take her home? It's the middle of the night, it's not safe for her to go home alone." "Aren't you still concerned about her?" "It's just basic human decency." "I'm downstairs at your place right now." "Once she calms down, I'll take her home." My words seemed to startle Jiang for a moment, and he spoke again after several seconds: "No wonder she always said how good you were to her, now she's really seen it for herself." "It's alright, if it weren't so late, I might not have come." "Brother Yun, don't blame me." "What's there to blame? If it's not right, just break up. It's not a divorce, and it's not because you did anything to wrong her. Besides, we're still young, experiencing more won't do any harm." "That's good, then I'll leave her in your care." About twenty minutes later, I saw Yan stand up, seemingly preparing to go back. Just as I was about to follow her, Yan's text message came through: "Looks like we're really over, he's too ruthless." "Are you okay now?" "I'm not going to die." I texted her as I walked towards her. As I walked, I received a call from Yan. "Hey, what's wrong? Why aren't you texting or calling?" "Someone's been following me, and I'm a little scared. Don't be surprised if I say anything." Yan said as she started running. I couldn't help but laugh and cry a little, but thinking about it, anyone would be scared to be out alone at night with someone following them. "Stop running, look back." "Huh? What did you say?" "I said stop running and see who's behind you." Yan stopped running, turned around, and saw me walking towards her with my phone in hand. I walked up to her, brushed a few snowflakes off her head, and said, "So, are you giving up now? I told you, if you come, it'll only mean you'll freeze outside for a while, it won't do you any good." Yan stared at me for a while, then suddenly threw herself into my arms and burst into tears. I could only hold her and pat her back, hoping she would calm down quickly. Yan cried for a while before calming down. I wanted to say something, but Yan's lips suddenly sealed my words. I froze, completely stunned. I never expected Yan to do something like this. Since we were old enough to understand, we'd held hands and hugged before, but it was always just friendship and sibling affection. I'd never even imagined a kiss like this.I hesitated whether to push her away, but thinking about it carefully, she was at her most vulnerable right now, needing a hug and care. If I did that again, I really didn't know how she would feel. So, I steeled myself, hugged her back, and kissed her in return. After about a minute, Yan seemed a little out of breath before letting go of me. "Brother, I didn't expect you to come." "If I didn't come, would I let you stand outside freezing and crying?" "You really are the best to me, my brother is the best." "Because you're my sister, of course I have to take care of you. Besides, I took so many advantage of you when we were little, I can't just take it all for nothing, right?" For some reason, a scene of Yan and I touching each other in kindergarten suddenly flashed into my mind. "What are you saying, you're so bad." Yan was a little embarrassed, burying her head in my chest and hitting me repeatedly. We hugged like that for a while longer. I looked at my watch, it was already past one in the morning. Luckily, the next day was Sunday, and school was closed, otherwise, I would probably be sleeping during class. "Yan, it's too late, let me take you home." "Are you busy tomorrow?" "No, what's up?" "Would you like to come home with me for a drink?" "Are you sure? I don't remember you being a heavy drinker." "Yes, I really want to drink." "Okay, but it's so late, where are you going to buy alcohol?" "I have some at home, I'll buy it tonight." "Okay, then let's go to your place." We were lucky; just as we reached the street, a taxi happened to pass by. The driver, being quite gossipy, asked about our relationship. I told him we were siblings, visiting a friend's house for the weekend, and he didn't ask any further questions. When we arrived at Yan's house, I immediately saw a bag of canned beer on the table. It seemed she had planned to drink heavily that night, only now I was there too. Yan pulled me to sit at the table, opened a can for me, and one for herself, then started chugging it down. Seeing her like this, I didn't want to stop her. After she finished her big gulp, I asked, "Don't you know you should eat something while drinking?" "I don't want to eat, I just want to drink." "Okay, since I'm free tomorrow anyway, I'll drink with you." I knew that in her current state, she wouldn't listen to anything I said, so I might as well just let her get drunk and maybe she'd feel better when she sobered up. Moreover, with the college entrance exam approaching, I was under a lot of academic pressure. Han hadn't come to my house since the start of the semester, so I thought it was a good opportunity to relax. So, Yan and I drank can after can. My usual alcohol tolerance is average; I can only drink about six or seven bottles of beer at most. Yan, on the other hand, gets tipsy after just two or three bottles. The saying "women are born to drink half a jin" doesn't seem to apply to her. Yan bought twenty cans this time, and I even doubted whether she carried them all home herself. So, the two of us, preoccupied with our own thoughts, did nothing but drink. I don't know when, but I lost consciousness, though I vaguely felt someone help me to bed. I slept for an unknown amount of time before being awakened by sunlight streaming through the curtains. I rubbed my eyes and suddenly realized someone was lying on my shoulder. Looking closer, I saw Yan, completely naked, leaning against me, one hand on my chest. Looking at Yan's somewhat disheveled lower body, I was stunned. I had no idea how all of this had happened last night. I stared blankly at the ceiling, lost in thought, until Yan beside me woke up. "Brother, what are you thinking about?" "What happened? I don't remember anything after we finished drinking." Yan sat up, smiled, her lips pursed, charming and a little cunning. "Last night I suddenly wanted to do 'that' with you, and you were drunk, so you didn't refuse, and that's how it happened." "You're really bold." "You were so good to me last night, I had to do something to thank you. Anyway, except for the last step, you're familiar with my whole body, so I'm willing to do it with you again. What, do you think what I did wasn't enough?" "No, it's not that. I'm not exactly a gentleman either. You offered yourself, so of course I didn't refuse." I said, touching Yan's smooth body. "Hmph, I knew you weren't a good person." Yan pouted, hit me, and then laughed as she lay back on my shoulder. "What a pity, such a beautiful girl, and I have absolutely no memory of what I did last night. It's like Pigsy eating ginseng fruit." "What? Want more?" Yan's face revealed a teasing smile, her hand sliding towards my lower body. "What the hell?! I haven't even moved you yet, and you're already taking the initiative?" I said, flipping over and pinning Yan beneath me, kissing her lips forcefully. Yan seemed to enjoy this feeling of being dominated. As I touched her breasts and garden, her hands hooked around my neck. I kept kissing her lips, her neck, her breasts; Yan seemed somewhat confused and passionate, kissing my face haphazardly. Gradually, I could feel Yan's lower body becoming wet, and my penis grew harder and harder. I felt it was time, so I grasped it, aimed at Yan's lower body, rubbed it a few times, and then thrust in. "Ah!" Yan let out a moan that was both painful and pleasurable. "How is it? Are you getting used to it?" I stopped moving, afraid of hurting her. "Not bad, much better than when you first came in yesterday. When I touched your thing as a kid, it felt like a little worm. I never imagined it would grow so big now, like it's going to eat me alive." "What, was I rough yesterday?" "Of course you were, you were drunk, how could you know what gentleness and tenderness are?" "If you hadn't dragged me to bed, I wouldn't have forced myself on you." "What do you mean I dragged you to bed? You're so annoying, you can't say anything nice." "Ha, I'm not only not nice, I'm also ruthless when I eat people." Saying that, I started thrusting into Yan's body. Perhaps because we were already in the mood, my thrusting speed was exceptionally fast, and Yan's body seemed very sensitive, holding me and moaning softly. Not long after, she climaxed. "Ah...ah...bro, you're amazing! I've never had such a good time with him!" "Ha! Ha! I like it when you praise me, but let's not talk about anyone else when we're doing it." "Okay, fine, I'm yours today, you can do whatever you want with me." "I just want you to let loose, to have some fun." "Ah, I feel so good! I feel so good, I feel so...so good! Bro, you're so good!" "I can take care of you, help you with your studies, ha! And let you vent when you're feeling down." "I'm satisfied! Am I now considered an all-around great brother?!" "Ah...yes...you're the best brother...I love you! Ah!" "Good sister, I love you too!" "Brother, faster, I'm...I'm coming!" "I'm almost there too! Whew! Should I shoot outside or inside?" "Ah! Inside...ah! Inside! It's okay these few days! Shoot it in! Brother! Shoot it all in, I want you! I want you! I...ah!ah!!" With my last few dozen fierce thrusts, Yan climaxed with a scream. Overwhelmed by her love juices, I couldn't hold back any longer, and my semen gushed out, all of it pouring into Yan's flower garden. We hugged each other and panted for a while, finally coming back to our senses. Yan touched my face, her eyes full of deep love, and I kissed her from time to time, telling her my feelings. "Bro, can I be your girlfriend?" "Girlfriend?" "Yeah, looking at you now, you're the best to me, and I like you the most." "Aren't you my girlfriend now? We've been dating for over ten years, haven't we?" "Always saying nice things, so annoying." "But let me make this clear beforehand, I think you're feeling this way because you have no one to rely on right now. Now that I'm here for you, that's why you're having these thoughts. If you meet a guy you like in the future, feel free to date him, it's okay. Whether you're my girlfriend or my sister, I'll treat you well." "Maybe, I know it might be impulsive, but at least right now, I really love you." "Me too." "Hey, by the way, this doesn't seem like your first time, you're very experienced. Didn't you not have 'that' with your boyfriend in middle school? I didn't hear you had a girlfriend in high school either." Yan's question stunned me; I didn't know how to answer.So far, I've only had this kind of relationship with Han and Yan, but I have no idea whether Yan can accept what Han and I did. After all, men and women think differently. If a man heard about this, he might just think it's amazing or a little envious; but what would a woman think? Would she think I'm a pervert or an incestuous man? I have no idea. "What's wrong? Is it hard to say?" "I'm afraid you'll look down on me if I tell you." "How could that be? It was a mistress you went out to find..." "Sister?" "No." "A hookup?" "No." "A...friends with benefits?" "No." "Then what is it? Stop being so mysterious. I promise I won't have any issues with you, and I won't tell anyone. Are you at ease now?" "Okay. It's...it's...it's with my...my sister." "Ah?! Your sister?" "Yeah, my cousin from my uncle's side. You've met her before when you came to my house." "Is it...Sister Han?" "Yeah." "No wonder you're so close to her. So that's why." Yan chuckled, as if she had finally caught me red-handed. "Don't laugh like that. You look like a weirdo." "You're the weirdo. You tricked this little loli into willingly being devoured by you." "You call yourself a loli?" I grabbed Yan's chest. "Feel it yourself. Do you think this is what a loli should have? Don't you even know your own size?" I got a soft moan and a pair of eye rolls from Yan. "Right, right, don't change the subject. How did you and Sister Han get together? She's so beautiful, how did she willingly fall for you?" "Let's not talk about that. Don't you think our relationship is... a little... a little incestuous?" "So what? In ancient times, many full siblings married. Besides, you two aren't getting married and having kids, so I don't see anything wrong with it. I've always called you 'brother,' and you still slept with me, didn't you?" "Haha, you're right. Come on, let's take a shower, you're all sweaty." Before Yan could agree, I scooped her up in my arms. "Come on, let me try a princess carry too." With that, amidst Yan's soft complaints and gentle playful punches, we went into the bathroom. We turned on the shower and stood under the water, washing each other and occasionally kissing. After a while, naturally, we both quickly became aroused again. Yan knelt down and took my penis into her mouth, which made me shudder with pleasure. To be honest, Han doesn't always give me oral sex, and I don't want to force her; I just let her do what she feels like. Although we've been together for over a year, it wasn't until last year, after we'd been together for a year, that I finally experienced her service for the first time. Yan's sudden thrust almost made me ejaculate, and I quickly held my breath and calmed myself down. Yan's technique wasn't very skilled; she just kept swallowing and releasing my penis without any other teasing movements, but that was enough to excite me. I stroked Yan's hair, enjoying her service, feeling an indescribable satisfaction. Gradually, I noticed Yan's movements slowed down considerably; she seemed tired. I helped her up and placed her on the edge of the bathtub, moving my mouth to her genitals. "Ah, what are you doing?" "You've given me oral sex, so I have to lick you too. Come on, spread your legs." Yan covered her face shyly with her hands, but her legs obediently parted. I started by gently licking around her inner thighs, then gliding my tongue in circles around the perimeter of her vulva. Yan's skin there seemed very sensitive; each touch elicited a soft moan from her. I explored that area for about four or five minutes before shifting my attention to the most important spot. The moment I touched the entrance with my tongue, Yan convulsed, startling me. "What, so sensitive? Is this your first time having a guy lick your genitals?" Yan nodded, blushing. "Alright, I'll make sure you feel good today." I often gave Han oral sex when we were together, since women tend to get aroused more slowly than men. Besides, I always felt I got the better deal with her, so I did it willingly. I was quite surprised that Yan hadn't had her genitals licked before, but in a way, this was her first time. Soon, Yan was aroused by my ministrations, each flick of my tongue, licking, or thrusting accompanied by drops of nectar spurting from her vulva. Yan was speechless, her legs tightly wrapped around my back, her body tense, her face flushed. Perhaps because it was her first time being licked, a powerful sucking motion on her clitoris sent a gush of fluid shooting from her vulva. Before I could react, a second, a third, a fourth followed, the continuous impact even making my mouth numb. I was both surprised and delighted—surprised that this was the first time I'd witnessed something that looked like a "squirt"; delighted that I had given Yan this experience, which filled me with pride. Then, I checked on Yan's reaction: she sat slumped, staring blankly at the ceiling, her mouth wide open, panting heavily. It took her a long time to recover. I got into the bathtub and held her in my arms. "How is it? Comfortable?" "Mmm, I've never felt so comfortable before. Thank you, bro." "You've given me your body, so I have to make sure you have a good time, right?" Yan rested her head on my shoulder, her hand sliding down. "What about you? You're still hard. Let me help you." "Oh! You're back to normal, aren't you, girl? Now that you're back to normal, let's get down to business." I pulled Yan onto my lap and, with the lubrication of her love juices, thrust in. "Ah! What are you doing? You didn't even warn me." Yan, caught off guard, couldn't help but pout. "Whether you remind me or not, I'm going to come in anyway, right? Stop with the useless talk, just tell me if you like it." "Yeah, I like it." "Then get ready, I'm going to start." I grabbed Yan's waist and started thrusting up and down. Yan wrapped her arms around my neck, enjoying my thrusts. The bathroom was filled with the scent of spring... Time flies. In the blink of an eye, my cousin, who is two years younger than me, has already taken the college entrance exam, while I, who am about to be a junior in college, am preparing for the many things to do as an exchange student in another city. In these two years, I was admitted to the best university in the city, which is also ranked very high in the country; Yan was admitted to a university in Jiangnan and got a new boyfriend in her sophomore year; Han graduated with a bachelor's degree and found a job with a decent income in a company of a certain size in the city. But what remained unchanged was that the two of them never broke off their relationship with me. Needless to say, in my first year of college, because we were both relatively free, we spent a lot more time together. Even in the second year, when she was very busy with graduation and internships, we would still have one or two opportunities to meet alone each month. Furthermore, because Han started working, she rented an apartment near her workplace, which meant we didn't have to go to hotels every time. Every time Yan came back from vacation, she would ask me to go out, and we'd get a hotel room for some serious sex. During our first winter break, we even went on a trip together. Five or six consecutive nights of living together meant we left countless "children" in hotel beds. After she got a new boyfriend, I thought our relationship was over, but when she came back from vacation, she still asked me to go out and sleep with her several times, just like the previous year. I couldn't help but ask her why she did this, and she answered, "We're just dating now, not married. Besides, even if I get married, you'll still be the most important person in my heart, and I'll still look for you, unless you stop me from looking for you." These words moved me deeply, and that night I gave her all my energy. As for her boyfriend, I didn't want to interfere, and I couldn't control him. I could only apologize to him, after all, I started dating Yan eighteen years earlier than him. As for my cousin, she got into a university in a coastal city in our province. Although it wasn't a prestigious university, it was still satisfactory for her family considering her average grades. After submitting her application, my cousin asked to come visit. Since we didn't have anything else planned, my uncle and aunt didn't stop her and let her come. However, after she arrived, I didn't get a chance to sleep in the same bed as her. The reason was simple: my father was sent abroad by his work unit and might not even be able to come back for the New Year. The double bed was half empty, so naturally, my cousin would sleep with my mother. My cousin's first week passed uneventfully. The second week, we suddenly received news that my maternal grandparents were coming to visit, which made me very happy. Because the double bed in my parents' room was large enough for three people to lie down, and the three people would most likely be my mother and my maternal grandparents, then naturally, my cousin would come to my bed and sleep with me. Thinking about this, I was so happy that my mouth almost crooked. Yan is studying in another city, while Han was sent by her company to help out at a new store in a neighboring province, and has been gone for over a month. That means I haven't had any meat for dozens of days, and suddenly my cousin can sleep with me again. Even if we can't do anything real, it's just a little...Releasing some energy shouldn't be a problem. Because once, when I went back to my maternal grandparents' house for Chinese New Year, I had the opportunity to get closer to my cousin. That night, since my uncle and aunt were away on business, only my cousin was home, so I "dutifully" went to her house to sleep with her. That night, my cousin gave me her first oral sex. I didn't try to go all the way and take her virginity; instead, I made a promise with her that we'd do it together again after she'd had her first time with her boyfriend and wasn't a virgin anymore. I don't know if she's still a virgin now, but if I just let her use her mouth to relieve me, I don't think there'll be any problem. The day my grandparents came, I stayed up all night watching a game and wasn't woken up by my cousin until the afternoon. Because it was summer, we were both dressed very lightly. I was only wearing underwear when I slept, while my cousin was wearing a loose pink pajama set. Chatting with my cousin face-to-face quickly aroused me. Taking advantage of an opportunity, I suddenly kissed my cousin on the lips. She was startled for a moment, but instead of being upset, she returned the kiss. I was overjoyed and pulled her into my arms, kissing her passionately. At first, she was a little reserved, but she quickly stopped worrying and hugged me back. After about a minute, we separated. Just as I was about to do it again, my cousin stopped me. "Don't do it now. They might be back at any time, and it might be bad if you get aroused. If you want to do something, we can do it tonight, okay?" "Oh? Anything is fine tonight?" "Just don't make too much noise." "Hmm, it seems like I'm the one who won't lose out. Okay, I'll let you off the hook for now." After saying that, I kissed my cousin's lips hard again before letting her go. That night, as I had expected, my mother, my grandparents, and I slept in the big bed in my mother's bedroom, while my cousin and I slept in the bed in my bedroom. Grandma was initially hesitant, wondering if it was appropriate for an adult couple to sleep in the same bed, which made me a little nervous. However, my mother persuaded me by saying that Han and I often slept together, and that it wasn't a big deal between siblings. At that moment, all I wanted to do was sing "There's Only One Mother in the World." After nightfall, once all the lights outside were off, I grabbed my little lamb and started to devour her. My cousin, being uninhibited, readily reciprocated. I moved from her mouth to her chest, and then to the final barrier, slowly touching her. My cousin was clearly inexperienced, passively accepting my caresses before finally remembering to grasp my penis in return. My cousin's breasts were small, only an A cup, much smaller than Han's or Yan's, but for me now, an A was enough; after all, something was better than nothing. After caressing each other for a while, I asked my cousin to give me oral sex, which she readily did. While I was probing her vagina, I chatted with her: "How are things? Are you still dating your boyfriend?" "We've broken up, I guess. He got into a school in Guangzhou, which is too far from me, so it was a peaceful breakup." "Have you slept with him?" "Yeah, I was under too much pressure before the exam, and he brought it up, so I didn't object and just gave in." "Does that mean I can... um?" "Yeah, that's right, we agreed before, I haven't forgotten." "When can we do it? You can name a time." "If you can come shopping with me tomorrow, I'll say yes." "You mean after shopping, we'll find a place to go to a hotel?" "Yeah, there are too many adults at home, there's no way I'll have time. If you want, this is the only way." I didn't expect my cousin to agree so readily, and I couldn't help but feel excited, my lower body already feeling the urge to ejaculate. "Um, can I ejaculate in your mouth?" "Yeah, go ahead. You've already taken it all in, and I need to brush my teeth later anyway, so just go ahead and ejaculate." My cousin said, speeding up her swallowing. I couldn't hold back my urge to ejaculate any longer, and soon, with a long sigh, I burst into my cousin's mouth. My cousin seemed startled by my outburst, gagging and then coughing a few times, coughing up a lot of semen onto my legs. "Are you okay?" "Ugh, so annoying! You should have told me before you came! You scared me half to death, I wasn't prepared at all." My cousin wiped her mouth, then got out of bed to brush her teeth. When she came back, she told me that we were going shopping tomorrow and that I should get some rest, so I didn't continue with her, and we both fell into a deep sleep. The next day, my cousin and I went shopping together as planned. Speaking of which, a woman's stamina while shopping is truly astonishing, even frightening, to men. My cousin, who usually seems delicate, has far more stamina for shopping than I, someone who participates in sports every year. My cousin seemed to sense my anxiety and impatience, and said with a hint of teasing, "Don't be upset, you can do whatever you want later, okay?" "You said it yourself, don't make things difficult once we're inside." "Okay, I said it, a dog that doesn't keep its word is a dog." Having received my cousin's promise, I perked up again. Finally, after shopping for five or six hours, my cousin indicated she had enough and was ready for me to do as I pleased. So, I took her to a reasonably nice budget hotel, ready to reclaim my deserved "reward." As soon as we entered the room, I drew the curtains and eagerly pinned my cousin against the wall, kissing her passionately while undressing us both. She cooperated, letting me peel off her clothes one by one. Soon, we were both naked. Just as I was about to take the next step, my cousin stopped me, saying, "You've been walking all day, you're all sweaty, let's take a shower first." "Okay, sure, you can't run away anyway." I went into the bathroom, and when the water was warm enough, I went out and pulled my cousin in. Standing under the showerhead, I kissed my cousin's whole body while slowly moving my fingers around her genitals, sometimes sliding them back and forth at the entrance, sometimes thrusting them in and out, quickly making my cousin gasp. Seeing that the time was right, I lowered my body slightly, found the right spot, and thrust in. My cousin, who had been aroused enough, only groaned once and then hugged my neck tightly. I lifted one of her legs and wrapped it around my waist, and began to thrust vigorously. Ever since I took my cousin's first kiss, I've noticed that whenever we're intimate, she likes me to be a little rougher, even a little violent. I once asked her why she did this, and she told me she thought it was very exciting. So, naturally, I couldn't "disapprove" of my cousin's expectations; the roughest penetration was probably her favorite way. As it turned out, my choice was right. With my vigorous piston-like movements, my cousin moaned repeatedly, her face becoming increasingly flushed, and her limbs gripping me tighter and tighter. Gradually, she started to lose her balance, swaying uncontrollably. Seeing this, I pushed her against the wall to help her maintain her balance. My cousin's moans grew louder, and I couldn't resist teasing her. "How is it? Is it comfortable?" "Mmm...comfortable..." "Do you like it?" "I...I...like it..." "Will you let me on top again?" "Yes...yes!" "Will you take the initiative?" "No...no..." "Hmm?" Seeing this, I hugged my cousin's waist tightly and thrust in and out with all my might, making my cousin beg for mercy repeatedly. "Ah...ah...I'm taking the initiative...taking the initiative..." I smiled with satisfaction, then slowed down again, letting her continue to enjoy my thrusting. During this time, I changed positions a few more times, trying to make myself last longer. In the end, I successfully held on until my cousin reached her climax. I couldn't tell who ejaculated first; I only remember that we both reached our peak together amidst the sound of water, one moaning loudly and the other growling softly. I sat down on the ground with my cousin in my arms, letting the water rush down over our heads. "Girl, was it good?" "Don't ask me, I don't want to talk." My cousin murmured softly, her head resting on my chest, looking very weak. Seeing this, I didn't force her to do anything more, just sat with her to recover my strength. To be honest, I didn't have much experience with standing sex before, and whether with Han or Yan, they were both very good at cooperating with my movements. So, relatively speaking, this time with my inexperienced cousin, standing sex was very physically demanding. It took me four or five minutes to regain most of my strength. I dried my cousin off and carried her to bed. I wanted to get ready to continue, but I found she had already fallen asleep from exhaustion. I smiled helplessly and had no choice but to give up. While she slept, I scrolled through WeChat and Weibo. She slept for almost two hours before finally waking up. I patted her bottom and said, "Have you slept enough? If you hadn't gotten up, it would have been dark." "It's all your fault! Why did you use so much force? This is only the second time!" "Don't you always like me to be a little rougher and harder on you? Besides, you didn't seem unhappy when I used so much force just now." "You've confused me so much, I can't even understand what you're saying..." "Ha, so in other words, you still enjoyed it, didn't you?" "Just trying to argue.""That's right." My cousin said, twisting my arm. After that, she stayed at my house for another two weeks, during which time we went out together twice more. Although I won each time, she stayed longer and longer, which made me more satisfied and amazed by her adaptability. But looking back, this was, at least so far, the first and only time my cousin and I spent together. A few months after starting university, my cousin found a boyfriend. Because we rarely stayed in the same city and had few opportunities, I stopped thinking about getting back together with her. But our sibling relationship remained very good. Maybe one day, my cousin and I will rekindle our romance, but that's a matter for the future. After the start of my junior year, as mentioned before, I went to another school as a one-year exchange student, along with several classmates. For a while after arriving, everything was normal. Like a freshman, I followed the upperclassmen or classmates to familiarize myself with the school, complete the procedures, and meet some new friends and teachers. Just as my life was starting to settle into a new chapter, I received news I desperately wanted to hear: Han had a boyfriend. My mother told me. I had seen hints of this on WeChat Moments before, but Han had always denied it when I asked. This time, I saw on Moments that he had bought her a ring, so I asked my mother and learned that Han did indeed have a boyfriend. For the next few days after finding out, I was completely listless and had no interest in anything. Whether it was going to class, playing sports, or using the computer, I was like a machine. When friends asked what was wrong, I could only make up excuses like feeling unwell or lacking energy. I didn't call or text Han because I didn't know what to say. I thought that not mentioning these things to her might be the best choice. She was about to start a new life, and I had to learn to face life without Han. Yes, since Han came to this university, we had spent four years like a couple. In my heart, she was almost never just a sister to me, but my girlfriend. Even though Yan and I were nominally boyfriend and girlfriend for a semester, our actual relationship was no different from that of siblings. Sometimes, I even felt that our "relationship" felt like child's play. My relationship with Yan could perhaps be described as peculiar: we have no blood relation, our families like each other very much, but neither of us seems to have any intention of marrying the other. Yan is very good to me, and I love her very much, but in my heart, she's more like a younger sister—except in bed. In comparison, my relationship with Han, or rather, my feelings for Han, are far more complex. Although we agreed beforehand that our relationship wouldn't prevent us from finding boyfriends or girlfriends, I understand that Han will ultimately not belong to me; she will eventually have her own husband, and the unbreakable blood ties mean we can't grow old together. I had considered the possibility of Han having a boyfriend before, and was somewhat prepared, but when the day actually came, I still felt extremely sad. Afterwards, Han brought her boyfriend home, and they had dinner with my parents, her parents, and many other family members. Most people were quite satisfied with this man—handsome, articulate, well-mannered, and with a good job. Only my mother seemed a little puzzled. He had previously mentioned being single and hadn't been in a relationship for some time, but according to Han, his home was very tidy and didn't seem like the home of a single man. My mother had mentioned this to me on the phone, but I wasn't paying much attention because I was going through a difficult time. Soon, my close classmates and friends learned about my unusual behavior. Although they couldn't figure out what was wrong, they tried to cheer me up. During this time, it happened to be my birthday, and my roommates and the exchange student who had come with me organized a small birthday party for me, which helped me recover quite a bit. I was very grateful to these friends; after all, as I get older, I have fewer and fewer close friends. Receiving so much care from so many people in a new environment made me feel very warm. One day, I didn't have class in the morning and was sitting in front of the computer reading the news. Suddenly, my phone rang. It was Han calling. "Hello." "Yun, are you alright?" "Yeah." "I... I didn't mean to keep it from you." "I know." "..." Han was silent for a moment. "Is he good to you?" "Yeah, he's very good to me." "That's enough." "I'm sorry, Yun, I..." "There's nothing to be sorry about. Didn't we agree before that we wouldn't interfere with each other finding boyfriends/girlfriends? If we get tired of each other, we can end this relationship, and we'll still be siblings. Look at me, I dated Yan before, didn't I?" "That's different! You and Yan aren't going to get married." Han's voice suddenly rose, as if she was a little agitated. "Okay, okay, I'm really fine." "I don't believe you. I have him now, and sometimes I still think about you. I don't believe you're completely okay." "Sister." Just one word, but it made both of us fall silent. I can't remember the last time I called her "sister." Maybe it was the first time I met her, when my elders made me call her that; maybe it was when I was a child, when my parents forced me to call her by her name. But uttering those words to her was perhaps a first for both of us. "Sister, we both know we can't get married. This day was bound to come sooner or later; the only difference was whether you found someone first or I did. It's basically a done deal for you now. Everyone at home says it'

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