Brother... I love you

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Ah Jian left on his own. To be honest, his slap had jolted me a little more out of my daze. I sat on the stool, holding my glass but not drinking. Ah Jian's words kept echoing in my mind: "Idiot, Ya Ting loves you. She's just never been in a relationship before. Think about it! Idiot, Ya Ting loves you. She's just never been in a relationship before. Think about it! Idiot, Ya Ting loves you. She's just never been in a relationship before. Think about it!"
After a long while, I jumped up, threw down two hundred-yuan bills, and ran out, sprinting to the car. The car started speeding away again, this time heading home. Along the way, our childhood memories of Tingting and me played out in my mind like a movie. I knew I had made a huge mistake. Just like Ah Jian said, I hadn't cared about Ya Ting enough. It wasn't that I didn't love her, but that loving her so much that I forgot I wasn't just Tingting's brother; I was also her husband. Tingting wasn't just my wife and sister; she was also a woman! Women need more than just food and clothing; what they need most is a man's care and affection!
Home, our home, "I'm here, Tingting!" I cried out in my heart! I was terrified, afraid I wouldn't find Yating when I got home. But I was lucky; I saw the living room light was still on.
The car screeched to a halt in front of the house. I pushed open the car door and scrambled towards the gate. The gate suddenly opened when I was less than five meters away, and there it was—Yating! She was waiting for me at home! I lunged forward, pulling Tingting into my arms, almost bursting into tears. I choked out, "Tingting, I'm sorry, I was wrong. Don't leave me!"
Ya Ting hugged me tightly back, as if trying to meld into my body, sobbing uncontrollably, "No, it's my fault, Tingting... you're a bad woman, brother... you can hit me... you can scold me, just please don't leave me... I'm all alone, I'm so scared! I'm afraid I'll never see you again!"
I held Ya Ting tightly, kissing her weeping lips, then slammed the door shut. I picked Ya Ting up and rushed to the sofa, laying her down across it, continuing to kiss her. Ya Ting's tears flowed freely, and she kissed me back passionately. I cupped Tingting's face in my hands, gently comforting her, "Don't cry, good Tingting, don't cry. I shouldn't have hit you. It's because I haven't cared for you enough. I'll love and cherish you more from now on. Don't cry, my sweet little sister."
We nestled together, embracing and kissing. I kept apologizing to her and blaming myself…
This incident served as a wake-up call. I pulled my attention away from work and became extra attentive to Yating. But to my dismay, Yating didn't seem to have escaped the shadow of that day. The happy, lively, and well-behaved Yating of the past seemed to have vanished. Now, Yating has become timid, as if she carries a deep-seated inferiority complex. Every time I accompany her shopping or bring her a rose after work, she acts as if she's overwhelmed with gratitude. Moreover, Yating treats me with a fawning attitude. She no longer lets me do any housework and often studies cooking recipes. Every time I come home from work, she stands by the door smiling and saying, "Welcome home!" Then she helps me with my purse and slippers. She treats the study as a forbidden zone; I haven't seen her go there since that day. And to show that she's completely broken with the past, Yating even changed her phone number.
I'm deeply distressed and feel guilty about this, but I don't know what to do. All I can do is treat her better. Several times I've tried to talk to her about these things, but she just becomes meek and submissive, even more humble than before. I know Yating isn't unable to let go of that man; she's just acting this way because she feels guilty towards me. This situation can't continue, or I'll go crazy. I'm also afraid Yating might suddenly break down one day.
I posted for help on some relationship forums, and the netizens were very helpful, some saying I should be more considerate, others opposing me and saying I should be firmer. I'm grateful for all this, but these are all bad suggestions. Wouldn't doing this just make things worse?
Just when I was incredibly troubled, a female netizen sent me an email saying: "Such a simple problem, you lousy men complicate it! It's so simple, she's just never been in a relationship before! Just let her have a proper relationship, and that'll be enough!" Seeing
this email, my eyes lit up. I immediately contacted this netizen to ask her for advice on what I should do. Unexpectedly, she replied, "How would I know what to do? This kind of problem is for you men to figure out." I was both amused and exasperated by her reply, but I still pondered her line of thinking deeply. Yes, Ya-ting has never been in a relationship before, right? Let her have a proper relationship!
However, it's impossible for me to date Ya-ting; we know each other too well, it's impossible for us to develop that romantic feeling. What should I do? Where can I find a man who can create feelings for Ya-ting? I racked my brains, and suddenly someone came to mind—that guy, Shi Yan! Although I disliked him, I had to admit he was the most suitable candidate. But I needed to understand him first, so I decided to talk to him and observe him. I searched for "Shi Yan of Su Hang" on QQ and found him among many users with the username "Shi Yan." I then messaged him, telling him who I was and leaving my phone number, asking him to contact me after seeing the message.
Three days later, I received his call. After receiving the call, he repeatedly apologized, stating that he absolutely had no intention of interfering. I told him I wasn't there to blame him, and we had a long talk. I told him about Ya-ting's situation, and he expressed his concern and willingness to help. I didn't tell him my true intentions yet; I just left Ya-ting's phone number and asked him to talk to her. He readily agreed.
However, the next morning I received another call from him. He said he kept dialing her number, but Ya-ting wouldn't answer and eventually turned off her phone. After much deliberation, I decided to meet him, and he readily agreed, saying he would come right away. Around 3 PM, I picked him up at the highway exit in a BMW 3 Series. I led him to a quiet teahouse. After he got out of the car, I looked him over carefully. He was indeed a handsome young man, about 175 cm tall, with a great physique, a clean-cut face, and a very approachable demeanor.
We shook hands at the entrance of the teahouse. He introduced himself, "Hello, brother, my name is Lin Yun, Lin as in forest, Yun as in white cloud."
I nodded, "Qin Feng, Qin as in Qin Dynasty, Feng as in maple leaf. Let's go in and have a seat."
We found a private room, ordered a pot of Biluochun tea, and then I asked him to tell me about his family. Lin Yun replied, "There are four people in my family: my father, mother, and younger sister. My mother works for the government, and my father owns a small company."
"Oh, quite the young master," I laughed. "With your looks, you could have girls all over you. How did you end up having to scam girls on QQ?"
He scratched his head, smiling sheepishly, and said, "Brother Qin, I don't use QQ often. Meeting Sister Ting online that day was a complete accident." I couldn't help but be curious, "You call her Sister Ting?"
Lin Yun smiled, "Yes, Sister Ting is a year older than me." I nodded, signaling him to continue. Lin Yun lowered his head and recalled for a moment before looking up: "Let me start from the beginning. It's like this. When I was little, my mom and dad had a pretty good relationship. I remember my sister and I were very happy back then. But later, my mom's career took off, and she rose through the ranks, so we saw her less and less. My dad used to be a university professor, but he quit his job and started his own company, so we saw him very little too. My sister and I grew up taking care of each other. Just last year, my mom introduced me to a girl, the daughter of her boss. I thought she was pretty good when I first met her, and we almost got to the point of discussing marriage. But later, a good friend told me that this girl, despite her respectable appearance, was actually faking it. Her private life was really messy. My friend and I caught her in the act once, having affairs with a bunch of rich and powerful kids."
Lin Yun paused, took a sip of tea, and said with a wry smile, "I was amazed at the time. I didn't know you could play like that. It was really... sigh... never mind. Later, I was very depressed, so I went online to pass the time and wanted to find someone to confide in. That's how I met Sister Ting. She comforted me and gave me advice. We had a great chat, and I gradually realized that there are still pure girls like Sister Ting in the world. So I often chatted with Sister Ting after that." As he said this, Lin Yun looked at me seriously and said, "Brother Qin, please don't blame Sister Ting. It's all my fault. I was infatuated with her and couldn't extricate myself, so I did something I was sorry for. It really has nothing to do with Sister Ting. I feel really guilty now. Brother Qin, I'll do anything you want to make up for my mistake. I'll do anything for you, even if it means going to heaven or hell!"
Hearing this, I roughly understood the whole thing and wondered whether I should tell him. At this moment, I was also conflicted, but thinking of Yating's current situation, her timid and sorrowful state, I gritted my teeth and made up my mind: "Alright, there's something I need you to do now."
Lin Yun quickly said, "Brother, just tell me, I'll do it right away."
"I want you to date Yating!"
"Ah!" Lin Yun was stunned: "Brother Qin, you, what are you doing?"
I carefully explained to him my analysis over the past few days, and told him that I had made this decision after careful consideration, and that I absolutely did not mean to tease him.
Seeing my serious attitude, Lin Yun fell silent, and after a long time, he said, "But, Brother Qin, I'm worried..."
I dispelled his concerns: "I know what you're worried about. You're afraid that you might ruin our relationship. You can rest assured, I love Yating deeply, and Yating loves me too. I hope that we can work together to bring back the happy and lively Yating!" I concluded.
Lin Yun thought for a long time and nodded seriously, "Brother Qin, I'm willing to give it a try."
I smiled, "Okay, I have a plan. The May Day holiday is coming soon, and this is what I'm thinking..."

On May Day, Ya Ting and I picked up Wenwen and planned to go to the city amusement park as a family. Only Wenwen could help Ya Ting forget her unpleasant experiences. We had a lot of fun at the amusement park, but then I received a phone call (actually from Lin Yun). I told Ya Ting that my workplace needed to see me and I had to go immediately. Ya Ting pouted, "What? Can't you even have a moment's peace on May Day!"
I smiled and comforted her, "It's nothing. You take Wenwen to play first, I'll be there soon." Ya Ting had no choice but to agree.
I walked a short distance and stopped to observe. A little while later, Lin Yun appeared. Ya Ting was probably startled, but she immediately picked up Wenwen and turned to leave. Lin Yun quickly followed, bowing and scraping repeatedly, but Ya Ting ignored him and hurriedly carried Wenwen towards the amusement park gate. I couldn't help but feel anxious, cursing inwardly, "This kid can't even handle a small matter. He's definitely a hothead."
I had no choice but to go over again and call out, "Tingting, my workplace notified me… And who is this?"
Lin Yun bowed and scraped, "Brother Qin, hello, I'm Sister Ting's colleague. We just happened to run into each other today." The moment he said "Brother Qin," I knew things were going to go wrong. Sure enough, Ya Ting looked at us suspiciously. I quickly changed the subject, "My workplace just notified me of a short meeting, about an hour. You and Wenwen can play here. I'll be back to pick you up soon. Don't go anywhere else, just play at the amusement park. Look how happy Wenwen is today." Without waiting for Ya Ting's reply, I turned and left, rushing out of the amusement park.
I got into my car and drove around aimlessly. Now I could only wait, hoping that Lin Yun would handle things well. After wandering around for over an hour, I returned to the amusement park and sneaked in. I found them near a large carousel. Lin Yun was sitting on the carousel with Wenwen, who seemed to be having a lot of fun. Ya Ting stood to the side watching them, a slight smile on her face. Seeing this, I felt a little relieved.
I slowly walked over and called out. Ya Ting turned around, saw it was me, and smiled faintly. My heart skipped a beat; I knew this clever girl must have figured something out. Ya Ting called Wenwen down, saying her father was here. When the carousel stopped, Wenwen happily jumped into my arms, while Lin Yun came over to say goodbye.
Back home, Ya Ting didn't say a word, her face always displaying a faint, almost imperceptible smile. My heart pounded. After dinner, I gave Wenwen a bath, then told her a story. I finally managed to coax the little darling to sleep, and I quickly went back to the bedroom.
Ya Ting was lying on her side; I didn't know if she was asleep. I got into bed and lay down behind her, hugging her softly, "Tingting, are you asleep?"
Ya Ting turned her head, her bright eyes looking at me intently. I felt uneasy under her gaze and chuckled awkwardly, "You're still awake?"
Ya Ting continued to look at me, and after a long while, she said, "What are you two up to?"
I quickly smiled apologetically, "Nothing, we... no, I just wanted to cheer you up."
Ya Ting raised her voice, "Don't do such silly things again, it's ridiculous!" After saying that, she turned away and ignored me. I was silent for a long time, then said softly, "I really just wanted you to be happy. I... you're crying, Tingting, don't cry." I saw large tears welling up in the corners of Ya Ting's eyes.
Ya Ting sat up, "Are you still doubting me? If death could wash away my sins, I... I'd die!" As she spoke, she covered her cheeks and began to sob.
I panicked and quickly hugged her, saying, "Don't cry, baby, don't cry. I never doubted you. I just wanted you to be happy." I pulled her hands away, cupped her tear-streaked face, and kissed away her tears. I said tenderly, "Look at me, look at my Tingting. I only want you to be happy. All my life, I've wanted you to be happy. I hope the Ya Ting I know, the happy Ya Ting, can come back to me."
Ya Ting stopped crying and looked at me hesitantly, "Then why did you bring him here? What do you want?"
I gently pinched Ya Ting's upturned nose and laughed, "Him? Which 'him'?"
Ya Ting playfully punched me, "It's... that Lin... Lin Yun."
I hugged Ya Ting tightly and said seriously, "Ya Ting, listen to me. Life has many paths. These past few months, we've gone astray, onto the wrong path, a path of heartbreak. So I want to correct it. No matter how many paths lie ahead, I only want to walk the path I believe is right, a path of lifelong happiness."
Ya Ting said blankly, "Brother, what are you saying? I don't understand at all. Just tell me straight, what do you want to do?"
I kissed her and said, "I want to go back to the past, back to the days before these heartbreaking days."
"What are you saying?" Ya Ting pondered my words carefully, then suddenly widened her eyes. "You want me... I... what nonsense are you talking about? If you keep this up, I'm really going to get angry!" She turned away, her breath coming in heavy gasps.
"Yes, that's it. I want you to date Lin Yun!"
"You!" These words struck Ya Ting like a thunderbolt. She stared at me intently, her eyes filled with endless confusion. I held her shoulders and nodded earnestly. "I love you. I'm willing to give everything for you. I want my darling, my darling Tingting, to experience true love, not just brotherly love for sister. I want you to experience the feeling of being in love. I want you to pursue what a girl truly needs!"
Tears welled up in Ya Ting's eyes again. "Brother... why are you so good to me?"
"Because I love you!" I gently kissed her.
"But that's not fair to you!" Ya Ting shook her head vigorously. "Brother, don't say that. I won't agree."
I hugged her. "I don't want fairness. I just want you to be happy. Your unhappiness is unfair to me."
"But brother..."
"No buts!"
"But..." Tears streamed down my face!
"Don't cry, don't cry!"
The truth was laid out, and I tried to change my attitude and outlook on life. I often advised Ya-ting not to deliberately accommodate me, hoping she could overcome her trauma and find the true meaning of happiness.
Ya-ting's change was only slight; she still didn't pay much attention to Lin Yun and rarely contacted him. But any change was an achievement, after all, people can't drift like race cars!
Our relationship improved considerably. I could clearly feel that Ya-ting's love for me had deepened, and the long-lost passion gradually returned. Once, during sex, Ya-ting even let me explore her anus, which she had never let me touch before, further solidifying my initial decision. I encouraged her, telling her that I loved her deeply, but she could also have some light contact with Lin Yun; it didn't violate our shared goal of finding happiness.
The opportunity arose naturally. One weekend, we planned to spend time with Wenwen, but I had work to do, so I asked Lin Yun to accompany her and her mother. Although Yating wasn't very willing, Wenwen seemed to really like Uncle Lin, whom she had played with so happily before, so Yating reluctantly went. When she returned, I couldn't read her expression, but Lin Yun called to report: "Sister Ting was quite happy today; she didn't seem unhappy at all."
Like all brothers who love their younger sisters, I didn't want to lose her, yet I also wanted her to be happy. Sometimes I reflect on myself, wondering if what I did was right or wrong. Seeing Yating's gradually brightening face now, and recalling how she was in a slump back then, although I sometimes felt conflicted, I still decided to firmly implement my "Great Operation to Make My Sister Happy!"
Time passed, and about three or four months later, after Lin Yun's persistent pleading and my sincere encouragement, Yating finally agreed to go to the movies with him! That evening, I lay on the sofa in the living room, idly flipping through a magazine, anxiously waiting. Just as I was drifting off to sleep, Yating came home. I checked the time; it was already past ten. I smiled and asked Yating, "How was it? Was the movie good?"
Yating shook her head. "I don't know. Why aren't you asleep yet, brother?"
I chuckled. "It's my daughter's first time watching a movie with her boyfriend. How can I, as her father, sleep?"
Yating playfully punched me. "What are you saying! I'm ignoring you. I'm going to take a shower."
"Then I'll go upstairs and wait for you." I shook my head and went upstairs, lying on the bed to wait. A short while later, Ya-ting came in. After she got into bed, I hugged her and said, "How was it? Tell your brother."
Ya-ting's body tensed slightly, and she just shook her head. "Nothing happened. It was just watching a movie. What else could it be?"
"Haha." I chuckled. "No, something's definitely going on. Look how nervous you are. Tell your brother, I'm curious. Look at your face, all red. It would be strange if nothing happened."
Ya-ting shyly snuggled into my arms and whispered, "When we came out after the movie... he... held my hand."
"Oh!" I leaned close to her ear. "Is that so? Ting-ting, how did you feel? Was your heart pounding?"
Ya-ting didn't answer, just shook her head like a rattle.
"Hehe!" I laughed and hugged her tightly. "Shake your head for yes, nod for no, that's it."
"Brother! You still dare to say that! I'm really not talking to you anymore." The little girl turned her body around and faced me with her bottom. I chuckled and patted Ya-ting's bottom: "Okay, okay, brother won't say anything more, Ting-ting, stick your little bottom up a bit higher!"
Knowing my intentions, Ya-ting said, "What are you doing?" But she still obediently moved her bottom towards my lower abdomen. I took off my own pajama pants and then took off Ya-ting's. Ya-ting cooperated by raising her buttocks. I only pulled her pajama pants down to her knees, cupped her smooth, round buttocks in my hands, and gently rubbed and kneaded them. Soon, my right hand slipped into her buttocks. I used my middle finger to draw circles around her anus, occasionally lightly touching the center of her chrysanthemum. "No!" Ya-ting said, and I could clearly feel her anus contract.
I had no choice but to reach forward with my hand. The outer edge of the crevice was already very wet and slippery. I stretched out my middle finger and probed inside. Wow! So slippery and hot! Without hesitation, I added my index finger, and the two fingers stirred around in her honey hole. The sticky spring water quickly soaked my palm.
"Ah...brother...be gentle...ah...ah." The moan hidden in Ya Ting's throat escaped. I inserted two fingers, all the way to Ya Ting's clitoris. Actually, Ya Ting's vaginal canal was very shallow, so my fingers began to tease Ya Ting's slippery cervix with ease. This time, Ya Ting couldn't help but moan loudly, her body arching like a bow, her buttocks sticking out desperately: "Ah...ah...husband, faster...faster...ah...ah!"
I immediately felt a violent contraction in Ya Ting's vagina, as if it wanted to twist my fingers off! I didn't expect Ya-ting to have a mini-orgasm so quickly. Once the spasms subsided, I withdrew my slightly sore fingers and quickly thrust my engorged penis inside, relentlessly pounding and pounding. The tight, pleasurable sensation at the head of my penis made me gasp, "Ah...ah..."
"Ah...ya..." Ya-ting's cries were much louder than mine. She buried her face in the pillow, her buttocks still firmly raised: "Good...brother...harder...harder...oh..."
Encouraged by Ya-ting, I thrust forcefully without restraint, pulling my penis almost entirely out with each stroke, then quickly pushing it back into Ya-ting's hungry honey pot. The intense movements combined with waves of pleasure made me pant: "Hmm...oh...Ya...Ya-ting...good sister...is this...huh...comfortable...?"
"Ah...ah...good...good...comfortable...harder...harder...ah...ah..." Ya Ting's snow-white buttocks trembled with my thrusts, her buttocks were reddened by my impact, her entire buttocks and lower abdomen were wet with the lustful fluids I brought out, and her tender labia opened and closed with my thrusts, making "sizzling" sounds.
To be honest, such intense visual and physical stimulation made me unable to help but feel an explosive pleasure, so I had to distract myself and put my hand inside Ya Ting's nightgown, kneading her white and tender breasts hard: "...um...why...why...ah...want me...harder...thrust..."
"Ugh...ugh...um...because...because...Tingting is naughty...ah...ah..."
"No...naughty...how...naughty..." I panted.
“Because…because…I…am a bad…um…girl…” Ya Ting, who was starting to ramble incoherently, grabbed my hand and pressed it tightly against her breasts: “Lin…Lin Yun…ah…held…my hand, I didn’t…break free…oh…let him…hold…someone…I…was…happy…um…my…hole…wet…Tingting is naughty…brother…you…harder…I…just you…insert me…don’t…Lin Yun…insert me…ah…”
Ya Ting’s words made my lust rise even higher. I increased the rhythm of my thrusting while kneading her white and tender breasts hard. Ya Ting tried her best to stick her buttocks out and press them firmly against my lower abdomen. My rapid thrusting, combined with the abundant vaginal fluids inside Yating's vagina, created a rhythmic "slap...splat..." sound, interspersed with the sound of my scrotum slapping against her mons pubis. Each "slap" was accompanied by a particularly loud moan from Yating: "Mmm...ah...ah..."
My lower body thrust rapidly into Yating's vagina, while my mouth moved to lick and kiss her beautiful, fair nape. I don't know if it was my penis growing larger or Yating's vagina becoming tighter, but I felt the pressure on my shaft increasing. I knew that my hot semen would soon be squeezed out by Yating's vagina!
"Ah...husband...so...so strong...ah...mmm...Tingting...mmm...it's coming...it's coming..."
Hearing this, I quickly hugged Ya-ting tightly. Her delicate voice moaned loudly in my ear, "Ah...I...want...um...coming...oh...oh...so good...oh..." Her buttocks gripped my penis tightly, her vagina contracted, and her whole body suddenly stiffened and trembled uncontrollably, "Ah...ah...brother...you're so...so amazing..."
I gritted my teeth, my voice trembling, "Wait for me...brother is going to...shoot...shoot..." My penis twitched rapidly a few times in her vagina, then silently hugged Ya-ting tightly. I could no longer hold back...
streams of hot semen shot into Ya-ting's warm and soft vagina. The suction inside made me feel like I might ejaculate to death. I knew that the stock in my testicles must have been completely emptied. Now I only had the strength to breathe, and I shivered several times, "Ah...wife..."
"Husband..." Seeing my trembling with pleasure, Ya-ting turned her head with satisfaction. She wrapped her arms around my head and then smiled gently, asking, "Is it good?"
"Ah, that feels so good! Honey, I love you so much!" I hugged Ya Ting's delicate body tightly.
After a long, tender moment, I withdrew my half-erect penis from her vagina, turned Ya Ting over, and hugged her again. Ya Ting's face was no more than ten centimeters away from mine, and I could clearly feel her still slightly rapid breathing. I leaned in and kissed Ya Ting's smooth forehead, her pert nose, and her tender red lips repeatedly. Suddenly, the scene from earlier flashed through my mind, and I couldn't help but chuckle softly.
Ya-ting looked puzzled: "What are you laughing at, silly brother?"
"Hehe!" I shrieked, mimicking Ya-ting's tone: "Ah... Lin Yun... held my hand... ah... my pussy... is wet... ah..."
Ya-ting was both embarrassed and anxious: "No way! I didn't say that."
"Yes, yes, I didn't say that, I didn't say that." I said that, but then continued to mimic: "Ah... I... want brother to insert... not Lin Yun... ah... haha"
Ya-ting's face turned red, and she kept hitting my chest: "You still say that, you still say that, I didn't..." I grabbed her fists, kissed her luscious little mouth, and shut her up...

In the following days, Ya-ting and Lin Yun's contact gradually increased. They often did things that couples do, such as watching movies, shopping, and drinking coffee together. Ya-ting confessed to me that holding hands happened from time to time, but that was all. The two of them did not do anything else excessive
.
Although I felt a little jealous, I accepted it calmly. I even joked with her, saying, "Just holding hands isn't enough for dating; kissing is perfectly normal too."
Whenever I teased her like that, Yating would unleash her "ultimate weapon—the double fists of a charming wife—the ultimate secret technique" to deal with me.
Perhaps she had experienced the feeling of "being in love," because I could feel her gradually exuding a charming, youthful allure. Her every move was even more captivating, and I became even more infatuated with her body. Yating also became more open about sex. We even drove to the suburbs several times on weekends to experience "car sex," which was truly passionate. However,
everything has a beginning. One day before National Day in 2007, after a "date" between Yating and Lin Yun, I received a call from Lin Yun. He said to me in a panic, "B-Brother, I'm sorry, I...I'm sorry." I was a little puzzled and asked him what had happened. Lin Yun told me, "Today I couldn't control myself and kissed... I really didn't mean it. I... I just couldn't help myself. It has nothing to do with Tingting. It's all my fault. Brother Qin, you can scold me if you want, but please don't blame Tingting, okay?"
This kid, he mentioned Tingting without me even realizing it! Although I was a little annoyed by this, I still wanted to find out how Yating felt. I told him not to talk about it for now, and to let me know my opinion on how to handle it after I figured things out.
That evening, after a pleasant lovemaking session, I held Ya-ting in my arms and asked her, "Lin Yun told me today that he kissed you. How did you feel?"
Ya-ting probably hadn't expected Lin Yun to confess to me so quickly. Hearing my question, a blush immediately appeared on her face. "It wasn't like he said. He... wanted to kiss me, but I avoided him. He just... gave me a quick kiss on the cheek." "
Oh!" I smiled and kissed her cheek, asking, "Is that so?"
Ya-ting shook her head, blushing. "No, it was even lighter than that. Just... a tiny touch."
I continued kissing her and asked softly, "So how did you feel? Were you a little happy? Or did you feel annoyed? Brother wants to hear the truth, Tingting's honest opinion!"
Ya-ting curled up in my arms and after a long while said, "Happy... just a little bit, just a tiny bit."
"Okay, don't be shy." I cupped Ya-ting's face, looked into her eyes earnestly, and said, "Ya-ting, you need to open your heart to your brother, okay? I need to know your true thoughts so I can know how to face things. If you hide things from me and I hide things from you, I'm afraid it will create a rift between us, and that's not what I want, understand?"
Ya-ting looked at me with wide eyes. I think she could see the sincerity in my eyes. After a long while, Ya-ting hugged my neck tightly, pressed her face against mine, and whispered, "Brother, you're so good to me. Why are you so good to me?"
"Because I love you. I love you deeply." I gently stroked her smooth, long hair.
Tears welled in Ya-ting's eyes as she pressed her face tightly against mine, murmuring, "But...sometimes I feel so bad, really...so bad. I love you so much, brother, but I've fallen for another boy. I keep blaming myself, but I just can't control myself. What should I do...brother, what should I do?"
"Shh..." I kissed her, softly saying, "Brother understands, I understand everything. Ting-ting, you don't need to blame yourself. Brother has thought it through clearly. This isn't your fault; we're both at fault. Our marriage was forced upon us by our parents. If you hadn't married me and could have chosen the life you wanted, you wouldn't be so conflicted now. But I know I love you, so I can't let you go. So what if Ting-ting falls in love with two people? Brother is willing. I don't care if society understands me; I just want Ting-ting to be happy every day, to always be joyful. That's enough for brother." "
Brother...I love you!"
We embraced tightly, our bodies intertwined, our hearts merging...hoping it would last forever.

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