[Urban] Wild Countryside Madness (Complete) - 34-36

Spring in the Countryside (18)

We entered Da Niu's room, and I noticed that Shen Xue had quietly locked the door from the back. It seemed she lacked confidence in "Phenylemin".

I've always loved watching pretty girls sleep. If you stare blankly at a girl during the day, she'll react, and that reaction will interfere with your appreciation of her.

If she has a bit of a crush on you, she'll inevitably strike a pose and act coquettishly. On the contrary? Her cold and aloof demeanor will greatly diminish your interest in her.

Da Niu was sleeping a little restlessly. The blanket I had just covered her with was pulled to one side, and although her clothes were a bit messy, her pair of youthful and alluring breasts, which I had fondled and kneaded, were still well covered, with only a section of her white belly showing.

I appreciate girls, not necessarily because they need to show anything. Sometimes, just looking at a pretty face can give me a sense of satisfaction, like appreciating a work of art. But honestly, if some white flesh is exposed, it greatly enhances the stimulation of desire.

A strand of soft, black, shiny hair fell down, gently obscuring one side of Da Niu's face. I gently brushed it aside and carefully admired Da Niu's pretty face. Da Niu looked much more innocent when she was asleep than when she was awake. I leaned over, wanting to kiss Da Niu's lips, but then I felt a little embarrassed because Shen Xue was next to me. I secretly glanced at Shen Xue out of the corner of my eye and found that Shen Xue was watching me intently with a jealous look in her eyes.

I quickly straightened up and said to Shenxue, "Let's let Daniu sleep for a while."

Shenxue bent down, looked at Daniu, then looked up at me with a sidelong glance and said, "What? You weren't done playing with Daniu yet? Looking at her with such a craving, do you want to do it again?"

I quickly shook my head. Since I realized Shenxue was jealous of Daniu, I wouldn't show any more interest in her. To further dispel Shenxue's suspicions, I said, "Daniu is young and naive, what does she know about romance? I came here specifically to find you. Daniu seduced me. Sigh, what's so fun about that? All she knows is shaking her breasts and wiggling her butt... um... that flesh is so white it makes my mouth water, and those moans..."

As I spoke, I unconsciously began praising Daniu, and my penis became erect.

I tried to turn away to cover myself, but how could I escape Shenxue's constant attention?

Shenxue reached for my crotch: "Da Niu is so clueless, so unromantic? Why do you get all restless every time you mention her? You..."

Before Shenxue could finish, I picked her up by the waist, threw her next to Da Niu, and then pounced on her, pinning her down. Shenxue struggled symbolically, but actually skillfully guided me to undress her and untie myself. At this point, I actually felt that Da Niu was getting in the way.

I pushed Da Niu further in, and she rolled over, facing inwards to continue sleeping. This gave Shenxue and me much more space to move around. When we were both naked, I couldn't wait to insert my penis into her vagina. Shenxue stretched out her arms and thighs comfortably beneath me, allowing my penis to penetrate deeper, and then said, seemingly unwillingly, "Oh, brother, how could you do this? Stop... ah... ah..."

I began to thrust rapidly.

We seemed to have developed a deeper understanding, both wanting to learn more about each other's bodies. I rolled over, letting Shenxue take the initiative, straddling me, her eyes half-closed as she wiggled her hips. I gently caressed her breasts and body, then took her small hand, carefully sucking each finger.

The rhythm of our lovemaking gradually quickened.

Shenxue's face flushed again, and I was somewhat mesmerized. I knew then that Shenxue's characteristic when she was aroused was a blushing face. A blushing face, thinking of her husband—what kind of person was Shenxue's husband?

As Shenxue was moving up and down, she noticed me smiling as I watched her. She assumed I was laughing at her wanton way of moving her hips, so she stopped and nestled against me, pouting, "Big brother, you're always laughing at me! I won't stand for it!"

I said I wasn't laughing at her.

"Then why are you staring at me? Are you plotting something to torment me again?"

I teased her, saying, "You're right, I'm thinking about how to tie you to the bed so I can have some fun!"

Shenxue chuckled and said, "I knew you city folks had so many tricks up your sleeves!"

I gazed at Shenxue's rosy cheeks as she laughed, and slowly, I remembered the two lines of quaint poetry I'd composed on the mountain a few days ago: "Flowers bloom beautifully, yet no one recognizes them; they bloom and fade in solitude."

"Flowers bloom beautifully, yet no one recognizes them; they bloom and fade in solitude!!!"

What kind of flower was that? My God, it was a crape myrtle!

I remembered that from the dilapidated temple, you could indeed see the summit of Lotus Mountain, which was exactly "Lotus facing the crape myrtle."

Crape myrtle, also known as hundred-day red (note: the city flower of Keelung), blooms in a vibrant red, very beautiful. The clumps of crape myrtle behind the dilapidated temple didn't seem as lonely as I'd imagined.

"Shinyuki! My little spring! I know the secret of the treasure!"

My head went numb, and I even temporarily forgot the pleasure of sex. I excitedly pushed Shinyuki off me. With my

erect penis, I ran to the small table by the window, wanting to find a pen to write down my thoughts. Suddenly, I heard a sound outside the window. I couldn't help but crane my neck to look out, but the sky outside was covered with dark clouds, completely empty.

"Big brother, what are you looking at?" Shinyuki put on a coat and followed me.

I thought it was probably a cat! I ignored it and began to excitedly explain my understanding of the treasure to Shinyuki.

After hearing my explanation, Shenxue was clearly caught up in excitement. But then she said, "Hmm, what does 'a precious light appears before the cross gate' mean? Oh dear!"

Shenxue suddenly exclaimed. I looked at her, her face as white as paper, and she pointed out the window. I looked out the window again and just then saw a man's figure gradually disappearing into the night.

Spring in the Countryside (19)

I turned around and asked, "Who is he?" But I realized I had just managed to hug Shenxue. She collapsed into my arms, panicking, and said, "Quick, my eldest son is back!"

I'm a bit strange; the more critical the situation, the calmer I seem, at least outwardly. Many people who know me say that Taijun is very "calm." I hurriedly dressed, opened the door, and walked towards the front door. When I was almost there, I remembered something, turned back, went into the kitchen, and grabbed an iron plate. Shenxue followed me and saw me putting the iron plate into my clothes. She asked what was going on. I said, "Didn't Old Yangren get stabbed in the chest? This iron plate is just a temporary breast protector."

Shenxue looked at me with a strange expression, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated. I asked, "Didn't Old Yangren become your husband's servant?"

"Hmm..." Shenxue responded noncommittally, saying, "Brother, I didn't expect you to know so much..."

I walked to the gate, opened it, and in the vast darkness, a few flashes of lightning revealed the man from before, standing beside a tree, seemingly considering whether to come over. I swallowed hard several times, finding it difficult before I could finally speak, "Come in quickly, it's about to rain outside." (Note: Rain = flooding)

The man finally walked over slowly. After entering, he hesitated for a moment, looked around, and I noticed that his eyes met Shen Xue's for a moment before he immediately looked away. I felt much relieved.

I had been assessing his worth. He couldn't possibly be considered my friend, but his status as Shenxue's husband and the father of Da Niu and Er Niu put me at a significant disadvantage. He was dressed like a city dweller, but his eyes were lifeless, and his face was haggard and pale. As soon as he entered, he waved to Shenxue, whose face showed worry again. She eventually retreated to Da Niu's room. He turned to me, clasped his hands, and began chanting, "The patriarch left three treasures, all disciples..."

I knew this was a martial arts slang term, so I interrupted his rambling, "I don't understand, please stop."

He looked me over again with some surprise, his expression seemingly relaxing. He sat down and loudly called out in his local dialect, "Mother of the children, make me a pot of tea."

Then he turned to me, his expression becoming more arrogant, and asked, "What's your name? What brings you all the way from the city?"

I gave him my name and asked for his.

“Bian Taijun?” His brows furrowed, and he glanced at me a few times. Then, as if remembering something, he stood up and said, “My name is Wei Dong. May I ask if Bian Taijun, the boss, is your…brother?”

I didn’t know who Bian Taijun was, but in this situation, it probably wouldn’t hurt to try and associate myself with this boss. I gave a vague hum. Wei Dong silently drank the tea that Shen Xue had just brewed for him. After a while, he said to me with a serious expression, “Brother Bian, you don’t seem like a member of the martial arts world. Let me handle the matter of the Cross Gate. You don’t need to worry about it. If there’s any treasure, according to the martial arts world’s rule of ‘whoever finds it gets a share,’ we’ll split it in half.”

Then he glanced at Shen Xue standing beside him and said, “Speaking of this family, I’m ashamed to say that I haven’t fulfilled my responsibilities as a father. Shen Xue, I don’t know if you’ve told me, but I’ve been away from home for years, not to mention my womanizing, I’ve also picked up some bad habits in recent years. Shen Xue and I are already husband and wife in name only.” He continued… He said, "Since I started using drugs, I've realized that there are endless pleasures to be had, and outsiders have no right to comment. If I had money, I would have already left. This family means nothing to me anymore, so I have no objection if you stay here, just don't make things difficult for my mother and my child."

He paused, then added, "Brother Bian, there's no time to lose. I'll go to the dilapidated temple right away. What do you say?"

I was somewhat shocked by Wei Dong's words. From the beginning, I suspected he was addicted to drugs from his lifeless eyes. I was shocked by the clarity and articulation in his speech. It wasn't without reason that Shen Xue had taken a liking to him. I looked at Shen Xue. She had been expressionless and silent just now, but now, because of her husband's words, she had become much more lively and spoke for the first time: "Wei Dong, we are husband and wife after all. If you really want to find some treasure, you should try to get rid of those bad habits."

Wei Dong showed a dismissive expression.

I glanced at Shenxue, imagining that somewhere between the beautiful crape myrtle and lotus peaks, there lay a radiant treasure. Was Wei Dong going to monopolize it all, or, as he claimed, share it with everyone who saw it? If it was a 50/50 split, why didn't he want me to go? And did he really disregard Shenxue? Then the "old foreigner" wouldn't have to die! I sensed a hint of treachery in her words. My mind was made up. I said to Wei Dong, "I've decided to go with you. If we find the treasure, you get the big share, and I'll take the small one."

Wei Dong's expression changed. "You're clearly not trusting me!" he said.

Shen Xue then came over and said to Wei Dong, "Let me try to persuade Mr. Bian." She then pulled me into Da Niu's room. Shen Xue handed me a cup of tea, just like she had done with the wine the night before. She held my hand and made me drink it, then said, "Brother, you shouldn't go. My eldest son is a dangerous person. Do you want me to worry about him all night? If he really gets the treasure and runs away, I'll be overjoyed."

As she spoke, tears streamed down Shen Xue's face. Looking at her pretty face, my vision slowly blurred. I realized I'd fallen for Shen Xue's trick. I'd tried chlorpheniramine before; how could it be so potent? It seemed Shen Xue had given me a strong drug, determined to keep me here.

"Little Spring, why are you doing this? You could have just said you didn't want me to go."

I collapsed next to Da Niu's still-drunk body.

Dawn was breaking.

I was woken by the disturbance. I felt a hand gently stroking my thigh, then a full breast pressed against my leg. My head was still a little dizzy, but I remembered what happened before I fell asleep last night. I knew I was in Da Niu's bed. I relaxed completely. Whether it was Shen Xue or Da Niu, I'd enjoy it first.

The hand slowly moved between my thighs, gently grasping my penis and starting to stroke it. Then I felt a warmth as a wet little mouth enveloped and sucked on my penis. From the greedy way she sucked it, I guessed it was Da Niu. She had a special kind of seductive charm, a special kind of passion, which contrasted with Shen Xue's slightly smooth and understanding nature.

I was starting to feel increasingly fond of Da Niu. My penis began to swell in her little mouth, which elicited even more vigorous sucking, even accompanied by "tsk, tsk" sounds.

I opened my eyes and was surprised to find it was Shen Xue, completely naked, her smooth, large buttocks raised high, intently sucking my penis. I pulled her over, flipped her over, and pinned her beneath me. A satisfied smile appeared on Shen Xue's face. Sometimes she would half-raise herself to kiss me, sometimes she would relax her whole body to receive my thrusts, and sometimes she would moan loudly while desperately thrusting her lower body against mine.

As I enjoyed the sensation of Shen Xue's vagina gripping me, I also started to worry. Wasn't Shen Xue afraid of waking Da Niu next door with such loud moans?

I glanced sideways and saw that Da Niu was indeed awake, half-closing her eyes as she peeked at Shen Xue and me performing our "fairy fight." I saw Da Niu's hand reach down to her thigh, gently touching her vulva through her pants. I quickly pushed Shen Xue away, but unexpectedly, after Shen Xue got up, she pushed me towards Da Niu! My head was still dizzy, but my penis was rock hard. I pounced on Da Niu's alluring body, my lust rising.

Da Niu screamed and struggled. I tore at her clothes forcefully, and in no time, she was completely naked, like a white fish. I pinned her down, forcefully spreading her legs with my knees. I could clearly feel the effects of the "chlorpheniramine" drug still lingering. Strangely, I felt like I was in a hallucinatory state, and violating Da Niu next to Shen Xue only intensified my animalistic desires.

"Ouch, Mom! Big Brother's going to fuck me!"

Da Niu didn't close her spread legs, but I was getting a little annoyed.

"Da Niu!" Shen Xue started scolding Da Niu, "Big Brother is a very good person. My relationship with him is only temporary. As for you and him, it depends on whether you're meant to be!"

Hearing Shen Xue say this, Da Niu's worries disappeared. Da Niu was naturally a bit wild. At this moment, she slightly raised her buttocks, and my penis rubbed against her vulva. Da Niu spread her thighs even wider, arching her buttocks even more. My penis slid in smoothly, the head of my penis sliding into her vulva with a lewd "plop."

"The whole thing," Shen Xue instructed Da Niu, "You have to suck Big Brother's whole penis in hard, then use your vaginal muscles to squeeze it tightly and then relax it. That way, Big Brother's penis will feel especially comfortable."

At this point, I stopped paying attention to what they were saying. My penis slid smoothly into Da Niu's wet vagina and began to thrust wildly. I had only one goal in mind: to quickly fill Da Niu's young vagina with my semen.

Spring in the Countryside (20)

After my round of thrusting, Da Niu started moaning loudly. With each thrust, her vagina thrust forward against me, not to be outdone. This lewd scene aroused Shen Xue, who was standing to the side. She stared intently at my penis going in and out of Da Niu's vagina, making "slap, slap" sounds, and her beautiful eyes shone with an unusual light. Finally, she knelt down next to Da Niu, sticking her plump, round buttocks up high, vying for Da Niu's attention: "Big brother, you're always busy fucking that little slut, heartlessly leaving me aside. No way! I want big brother to fuck me too!"

I was a little embarrassed at first. If it weren't for that "chlorpheniramine" acting up, I would never have played with Da Niu in front of Shen Xue. But now, seeing Shen Xue's wanton appearance, all my worries disappeared, and I felt incredibly bold. I wanted Da Niu to lie on the bed like Shen Xue, and we started taking turns fucking them. The taste of "one king and two phoenixes" was finally mine to experience.

I have a lot of bad friends. Some I met when I was studying abroad, some are from the underworld, and some I met online a while ago. One of them is named A Lang. When we drink together, he likes to brag about his glorious experience of playing "one king and two phoenixes." We always listened with a bit of skepticism because, according to rumors, he's still a greenhorn.

Yesterday I sent him a telegram from town, briefly telling him about my recent situation. Most importantly, I asked him to help me raise some money so I could help Erniu and Shenxue's family. Sigh, I wonder if that guy is reliable. The

"One King, Two Phoenixes" game was fun and exciting, but it was a bit too exciting. Soon, I felt like I was about to ejaculate. Before, I wanted to ejaculate quickly so I could ask Shenxue about last night, but now I wanted to show off. I pulled my penis out of Shenxue's vagina, turned around, and lay back on the bed, wanting to review the secret techniques from "The Great Immortal Cultivation of Purple Gold Radiance" and then conquer both women in one fell swoop.

Before I could even lie down properly, the girl who had been waiting to be penetrated became impatient. She nimbly climbed onto me, squatted down, and rubbed my penis back and forth between her vulva for a while. Then, biting her lower lip, she lifted her buttocks, reached out and grabbed my penis, guiding it into her vagina. She leaned back, watching my penis enter her wet vagina, and smiled contentedly.

The girl then began to perform her "Jade Maiden Kung Fu." Her mouth was half-open, her eyes closed, and she was loudly moaning. Her buttocks circled my penis, rotating continuously, then she began to thrust up and down violently. Before I could even use my secret technique, I was utterly defeated, and streams of semen gushed out. Later,

I didn't have time to ask Shenxue about last night before I fell asleep again. After all, I had been woken up by Shenxue; the effects of the "chlorpheniramine" hadn't worn off yet.

When I woke up again, it was already broad daylight. Shenxue woke me up again, telling me that there was a telegram for me at the town post office, and that Aqiang was already waiting outside, ready to go to town with me.

I found it strange; wasn't the postman supposed to deliver telegrams to the village? Shenxue explained that the postman responsible for delivering mail to this village had been absent for the past few days, so the village head sent someone to collect the mail from town. Because my telegram required a signature, the post office told me to go to town to pick it up myself.

At this moment, Da Niu also came into the room. She had already gotten up and changed into a light-colored dress, which made her breasts look particularly full. Da Niu said, half-jokingly and half-seriously, "Big brother, are you going to town? I want to eat a bite of your semen before you leave, so you won't misbehave when you get to town."

Then she pulled down my pants, leaned in, and started sucking my penis wildly.

"Big Girl... ah... naughty Big Girl, stop! Qiang is waiting outside!"

I had already ejaculated once that morning and didn't want to be laughed at in town like a spineless crab, so I begged Big Girl to let me go in a low voice.

"Big Brother, just let her have a taste."

Shenxue encouraged me with a smile. Big Girl kept swallowing my penis. For a moment, I thought she had swallowed it all. I worriedly ran my hand up her breasts and felt relieved to find that the tip of my penis was only stuck in her throat. What impressed me most was that even like this, Big Girl could still use her tongue to wrap around my penis and keep moving it. Anyway, I couldn't avoid ejaculating, so I simply closed my eyes and enjoyed Big Girl's service. After a while, Shenxue got impatient and said, "Big Brother, just let Big Girl taste your semen."

I was a little reluctant to do so . I was about to ejaculate, and I was quite pleased with myself for not ejaculating even under Da Niu's frantic sucking. I said, "Spring, you still don't understand me. Do you think I can ejaculate anytime? Unless you come over here too, and the two of you take turns serving me, I'll ejaculate and let Da Niu taste it when I'm happy."

Shen Xue was fiddling with something. Hearing what I said, she giggled and said, "How shameless! Fine, I'll grant your wish. Da Niu, get ready to eat my semen!"

Shen Xue rummaged through her things for a bit more before coming over. My heart started racing. I imagined the two women vying to lick my penis. My penis throbbed twice under Da Niu's new round of frantic sucking.

Shen Xue's soft hand reached out and gently teased my scrotum. She tilted her head back and asked for a kiss. I lowered my head to kiss Shen Xue's rosy, slightly parted lips when suddenly, a slippery finger of hers darted into my anus like a poisonous dragon.

"Ah..." I yelled, and my semen spurted out.

Da Niu swallowed my semen with satisfaction, still sucking on my still-erect penis, as if determined to squeeze every last drop out. Shen Xue giggled; it turned out she had secretly smeared Vaseline on her fingers while rummaging through things, and that had subdued me in one go. My

legs finally gave way, and I followed A Qiang to town.

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Along the way, A Qiang seemed very excited, chatting with me about everything under the sun. I guessed it was because he could see his A Mei again. On the other hand, I seemed sullen because I had asked Shen Xue before leaving and learned that Wei Dong had gone up the mountain overnight.

When we arrived in town, A Qiang and I parted ways, and I went to the post office. It turned out the telegram was sent by that kid, Ah Lang. He said he had raised the money but was worried it would get lost in the mail, so he was personally delivering it. It was already on its way, and he added that there was another surprise, asking me to guess what it was.

I had absolutely no interest in his so-called surprise. These kinds of clueless riddles would be solved in time; why bother guessing? I have a friend named Baby who always comes up with bizarre and quirky answers for people to guess. I've patiently tried a few times before, and each time the results were completely different. Gradually, I've learned a trick: the more illogical the answer seems, the more likely it is to be correct.

Later, I even guessed correctly two or three times.

Dear readers, please don't think Ah Lang is making a mountain out of a molehill—why would he personally deliver money if he didn't trust it to be sent by mail? He doesn't realize that in today's world, especially in remote and impoverished areas, all sorts of tricks are possible.

Some people send money through banks or post offices, only to receive it one or two months later. The loss of interest is part of the cleverness of these schemes. Even worse, some people don't receive money, but rather an IOU! It says: "A sum of money was sent by [name], received by [name], temporarily owed. This is to certify." Think about it, what kind of proof is this! The sender has become the one giving money away.

I calculated that Ah Lang's car will arrive tomorrow morning. Maybe I should just stay in town for the night, pick him up tomorrow, and then we can go back to the village together?

After leaving the post office, I strolled around the town. It was a small town with only one main street and several alleys. Each type of shop had only one store. I saw a pharmacy and, on a whim, bought a small bottle of "Chlorpheniramine," which turned out to be quite cheap. A little further on was the inn that Shenxue used to run, located at the entrance to town. It was still called "Moonflower Inn," and it seemed to have been renovated. There was a line of English text next to it: "nebulavila."

Nebula and Moonflower Inn were once connected; I'd like to meet the new owners sometime. Although I planned to spend the night in town, I didn't intend to stay at "Moonflower Inn"—I was afraid it would be too expensive. I reached the edge of town, turned back, and walked back from the other side of the street. I thought I'd look for the latest newspapers at the newsstand, but I found nothing! Yesterday's were sold out, and today's hadn't arrived yet.

I did find Aqiang, though, right in front of a snack shop in an alley next to the main street. He and Amei seemed to be arguing about something, and it was quite heated. Seeing me, A-Qiang was like seeing a savior, grabbing me and saying he wanted to go back to the village. I explained to him that I didn't plan to go back tonight, to avoid wasting time and making things difficult. He looked troubled, but I assured him he couldn't worry, because I knew Er Laizi, who had a stall at Nian Neng Temple. I could just hang out there for the night, and take a bus back to the village tomorrow. A-Qiang breathed a sigh of relief, leaving A-Mei behind, and walked away.

Seeing A-Mei's angry expression, I couldn't care less. I asked her for directions to Nian Neng Temple because I'd forgotten a bit, and then I headed in the direction A-Mei had pointed. When I finally arrived at Nian Neng Temple, I couldn't find Er Laizi's stall. He'd probably gone to another place to swindle people. As the saying goes in the underworld, "A doctor needs to stay put, a fortune teller needs to move around." How could someone like Er Laizi's tricks last long in one place? It's better to keep moving around.

Just as I was feeling a bit lost, I was delighted to run into Amei again. This time, I got a closer look at her; she was quite a beauty, slender. Amei didn't seem very happy and was walking towards my stall. My intention was to borrow money from Amei to spend the night at "Moonflower Manor," but after greeting her, I found it difficult to bring it up. After all, Amei was just a young girl; whether she had money or would lend it was all questionable. So, I silently helped Amei carry this and that, lost in thought. After a while, my mind drifted back to the treasure. "A treasure appears before the crossroads," but where was the crossroads?

Coincidentally, Amei was also preoccupied, and we silently whiled away two or three hours until my stomach started growling. I looked up and, unexpectedly, learned the secret of the Cross Gate. It wasn't really a secret at all, because I saw a Buddhist swastika hanging high above the entrance to Nian Neng Temple, and I could vaguely make out a similar character on the dilapidated temple gate. No wonder Wei Dong didn't ask about it; he already knew. After solving this mystery, I felt a huge weight lifted off my shoulders. It seemed Wei Dong had already taken the treasure and was flying away.

I asked Amei if she had eaten, and she shook her head. So I suggested we have noodles. While eating, I told Amei I wanted to spend the night at "Moonflower Manor." Amei's eyes widened in disbelief. "Brother, are you kidding me? Where did you get so much money?"

I told her a wealthy young man was coming to see me tomorrow.

“Even if you have money, don’t waste it like this! How about this, you can come to my house tonight and sleep in the living room.”

I said that it might not be appropriate for A-Qiang, and A-Mei did hesitate a bit, but she quickly came up with another idea: “My brother! He just got married and the couple moved out. You can sleep at his place tonight.”

Firstly, I didn’t have a place to stay tonight, and secondly, I couldn’t refuse A-Mei’s hospitality, so I agreed. For the rest of the afternoon, I helped A-Mei. Actually, A-Mei could easily handle selling cigarettes by herself; I was just keeping her company and chatting. Gradually, the conversation drifted, and A-Mei revealed to me that she had just had a fight with A-Qiang. Apparently, when A-Qiang found A-Mei, he discovered that she was talking to another boy, so he became very unhappy, and they ended up arguing.

During our conversation, A-Mei seemed to be getting more and more interested in me, constantly asking me questions about things in the city. Several times, whether intentionally or unintentionally, Amei's hand kept touching mine. I felt her hand was soft, and our bodies lightly brushed against each other a few times, each time I deliberately avoided it. I had

just had Da Niu ejaculate before coming to town, and I didn't have any feelings for Amei; it was mainly because of Aqiang. However, I was increasingly losing faith in Aqiang and Amei as a couple.

By the time we finished packing and went to Amei's house, it was almost dark. I met Amei's parents. It turned out that Amei had a younger sister. I was stunned when I saw her; I hadn't expected Amei's sister to be so fair and beautiful. But her sister seemed to have something on her mind and remained silent all night.

At first, Amei's parents suspected I was her boyfriend. After I explained, they casually chatted with me about city topics. I kept glancing furtively at Amei's sister. I noticed she was listening attentively while I was talking, but as soon as she noticed my gaze, she quickly lowered her head, seemingly shy.

After dinner, I went with Amei to her brother's house. The town was a bit more lively at night than the village, but it was mostly just some small eateries on the streets doing business. On the way, I took two tablets of "Chlorpheniramine" to test its effectiveness and estimate how many tablets Shen Xue had made me take the night before. When we arrived, I took two more tablets. Amei's sister-in-law was tidying up an empty room, and I had already fallen asleep on the bed in that room.

The next morning, I woke up to find the house quiet. I went to the living room and found a note left by Amei's brother, along with a clean towel. It turned out they had already gone to work. Seeing that it was still early, I took the towel to the bathroom and took a refreshing cold shower. Just as I finished dressing, the doorbell rang. I went to open the door while drying my hair, thinking it must be Amei. But when I opened the door, I was stunned. It was Amei's younger sister, standing alone outside, looking like a fairy.

Spring in the Countryside (Twenty-Two)

"Brother from the city, I'm Amei's younger sister, my name is Xiaoru. Do you remember me?"

Did I remember her? Of course I remembered! Last night at Amei's house, my heart was almost entirely with her.

Xiaoru wore shorts today, which made her look even more graceful. Her skin was fair, her face rosy, and her breasts had grown quite large, filling out her clothes. She exuded youthful vitality, and her clear, watery eyes were staring straight at me. I had been captivated by her last night, but I never expected her to come this morning, especially since there was no one else in the house… I barely suppressed the lewd thoughts that welled up inside me and politely said, “I’m sorry, Xiaoru, your brother and sister-in-law have gone to work.”

She smiled shyly, revealing two small dimples. She said, “Of course I know, brother. I need your help with something.”

In this world, a piece of meat is delivered to your door out of nowhere? Could it be some kind of trick? I looked at her suspiciously and asked, “Can I really help you?”

“Please help me,” she continued, her eyes starting to redden.

A woman's tears have always been my most potent weapon. I believed she genuinely wanted my help, so I let her in. As Xiaoru passed by, a faint fragrance emanated from her, stimulating my senses. I closed the door and followed her, my eyes fixed on her small, round bottom. Her bottom looked incredibly alluring—not large, not fat, but pert and swaying as she walked, with a rather pronounced sway, as if deliberately teasing men. A natural beauty, destined to be cherished and loved by men at will.

However, I'm now getting angry at myself for the wicked thoughts that filled my mind. Xiaoru asked you for a favor, which shows her trust in you. How could you have such bad ideas! What I'm even more dissatisfied with is that I've tried to touch her alluring, tender body several times.

"Please sit down," I said with a smile after leading her to the hall.

I watched her lovely body brush past me as she walked towards the sofa in the hall. She really is young, about fourteen or fifteen years old. Compared to Erniu, she seems more naive and innocent. Her hair is tied up in one braid, with two small braids on the sides. Perhaps she's still developing, because her clothes are particularly tight, outlining the charming figure of a girl who has just begun to develop. Her delicate skin, a pair of small breasts that are slightly protruding like two small hills, a slender waist, round buttocks, and two plump thighs exude a youthful charm.

After sitting down, Xiaoru was silent for a while before saying, "Brother, I... I don't know how to start, I have no one to talk to..."

I sat down beside her and began to admire her closely. Xiaoru's skin was fair and delicate, so white it was dazzling. Soon, I felt a surge of heat because Xiaoru leaned towards me. She was saying something to me, but I couldn't hear a word. All I knew was that her breasts, which were perky, were pressed against me. Her breasts seemed to be struggling to break free from her tight clothes. My hand quietly rested on her fair thigh and began to gently caress it.

Xiaoru's beauty was so captivating that it drove me mad. I couldn't resist the allure and temptation of this beautiful young woman. My arm was pressed against her breasts, my body burning with desire, and I wanted nothing more than to take her right there and then. I had no idea what she was saying, though I understood her body language: "Big brother, fuck me, fuck my little cunt..."

I leaned down towards her, my face almost touching her soft cheek.

"Big brother, what do you say we should do?"

"Xiaoru, Xiaoru, whatever you say, we'll do!"

Xiaoru gently pushed me away, on the verge of tears. "Big brother, you're still joking with me. I'm asking you a question!"

"Huh? You're asking me? What?"

I suppressed my burning desire, pretending to be concerned, and said to her, "Xiaoru, don't be afraid. Tell me slowly what happened. I'll help you with anything!"

Finally, I understood. It turned out that Xiaoru had a boyfriend who was about the same age as her. A week ago, the young couple, in a moment of passion, had committed an inappropriate act. These past few days, both of them have been worried sick about Xiaoru getting pregnant. Her boyfriend is only fourteen or fifteen, completely incapable of marrying her, and Xiaoru, being a naive and innocent girl, is too afraid to tell anyone about this serious situation, sometimes even contemplating suicide.

Last night, after Xiaoru learned I was from the city, she secretly listened intently to what I was saying. I admit that we ate and chatted at her house, and there was definitely a lot of rambling and boasting. But somehow, under immense psychological pressure, Xiaoru came to believe I was her savior. After learning I had spent the night here, she secretly came to see me this morning, hiding it from everyone.

Finally, Xiaoru said, "Brother, you really have to help me think of a way!"

Hearing Xiaoru's words, my lust subsided a little, and I started to think of a solution. The best way was to take Xiaoru to a hospital clinic for a checkup. When I told Xiaoru about the suggestion, she burst into tears, grabbing my arm and saying, "Going to the hospital is so embarrassing, I'd rather die! Big brother, didn't you say last night that you could do anything?"

To a normal person, the boastful statement "I can do anything" is obviously meaningless, a vague statement that's practically equivalent to "I can't do anything." But in Xiaoru's abnormal mental state, such a statement was like magic; its power had firmly gripped her. No wonder I became her savior; it was all because of that one ridiculous statement.

As I gazed at her pretty face, streaked with tears, I pondered the magic of my boast from last night. A moment later, my mind started wandering again. I deliberately pretended to break free from her grasp, my arm rubbing against her prominent breasts. Perhaps my actions were too obvious; Xiaoru seemed to realize my savior's wicked intentions, blushing as she released my hand and silently sat down.

Gradually, I remembered a report about a new, quick self-pregnancy test, like a pregnancy test strip, available at regular pharmacies. Right, the pharmacy where I bought "Chlorpheniramine" yesterday should have it. If Xiaoru and her boyfriend only had sex once, the chances of her getting pregnant are probably slim. But if she is pregnant, I can take her to a hospital in the city.

I stood up and confidently told Xiaoru I would definitely help her solve the problem. Then I asked her to wait a moment while I went to the pharmacy.

Hearing that I promised to help her, Xiaoru's worries vanished instantly. She jumped up happily, and before I could react, she had already embraced me and kissed me passionately—and I mean passionately, lip-to-lip.

My lust surged forth like a flood bursting through a breach. I stuck out my tongue and entwined it with hers in her sweet little mouth, my hands roaming over her youthful body. Then, taking advantage of her momentary loss of balance, I pushed her delicate body down onto the comb, and before Xiaoru could speak again, my hand was already inside her clothes, directly caressing her two tender breasts.

"Big brother... hurry... don't... didn't you say you were going to the pharmacy?"

Xiaoru finally broke free from my clutches, her face flushed as she hid to the side, panting.

I managed to soften my already erect penis a little, and then I went out the door and headed towards the pharmacy.

Spring in the Countryside (Twenty-Three)

The town's morning was full of life. People came and went on the streets. Some carried loads of goods to sell in town, mostly fruits, vegetables, fish, and shrimp. Others came to town early to buy necessities to take back to work, so most shops opened early as well.

I went to the pharmacy and asked around. It turned out they did have those new pregnancy tests. You just put the test in a woman's urine, and the color indicates whether she's pregnant. I bought one, and then, after thinking for a moment, I bought a box of condoms.

When I returned to Amei's brother's house, Xiaoru skipped out to greet me. Looking at her alluring body, I almost forgot what I was going to do; my only thought was how to devour this tender piece of meat. I forcibly suppressed my wicked desire to immediately rape her, pulled her into the house, and then went to the bathroom to find a small basin. I took it out and placed it on the floor. I mischievously asked her to urinate in the basin in front of me, a little curious to see what it looked like for a girl to urinate.

I was disappointed. Xiaoru absolutely refused. Finally, I managed to get her to hide in the toilet and urinate in a small basin. Watching her blush as she brought the basin out, I composed myself, dipped a test strip in some urine, and observed the reaction. The instructions said that if the strip turned dark blue, it was a positive result—pregnancy; otherwise, it was negative—no pregnancy. The test strip showed a light yellow color, confirming that Xiaoru wasn't pregnant. However, I deliberately frowned.

"So? Am I pregnant or not?" Xiaoru asked, gripping my hand tightly.

Her soft breasts rubbed against my arm, making me restless and unable to concentrate. I couldn't resist pulling her into my arms, my hand quietly resting on her firm, bouncy bottom, gently stroking it. Xiaoru was so nervous that she let me touch her, only repeatedly asking, "Is there anything wrong?"

I teased her on purpose, already secretly plotting how to toy with this lively little slut before me. My penis was already quite uncomfortable in my pants; I needed to release it. After a while, seeing her pitiful look as if she was about to cry, I slowly said, "Further examination is needed."

To my surprise, Xiaoru breathed a sigh of relief. Perhaps this answer was much better than "Yes!"

"Then what should I do now?"

she asked timidly, enduring my hands groping her body, slightly twisting her body.

“Come with me,” I said, half-dragging, half-carrying the little beauty into the room. Xiaoru’s breasts were still covered by her clothes, and her vulva was still hidden in her shorts. I was already fantasizing about her naked, snow-white body. Although I was already very aroused, I still said in a calm tone, “Take off your clothes.”

Xiaoru’s eyes widened as she looked at me. Slowly, her face turned red. She lowered her head, bit her lip, and then asked in a low voice, “You want me to take off all my clothes?”

I nodded and began to make things up: “Yes, because according to the instructions, I need to observe the color and shape of your breasts, as well as changes in your body shape, to determine if you are pregnant.”

She stood there helplessly, clearly not knowing what to do.

“Silly girl, don’t you trust me? What’s so embarrassing about taking off your clothes in front of me! If you’re scared, then let me help you take them off.”

Without saying another word, I pulled Xiaoru into my arms and started to undress her.

It turned out that what Xiaoru found most embarrassing was having to take off her clothes on her own initiative. When I was undressing her, she obediently complied with me, but she kept hiding in my arms, burying her head in my chest, her face flushed and panting. When I took off her panties, she even wiggled her little bottom to make it easier for me to pull them down! Xiaoru hadn't started wearing a bra yet, and when her clothes were taken off, her breasts were exposed. Her fair skin and light red nipples trembled gently, and I couldn't help but reach out and gently grasp and play with them.

Xiaoru blushed deeply and said, "No, don't do this..."

I whispered in her ear to comfort her, "Don't be afraid. I need to arouse you so I can observe you. Come on, let me touch you..."

I touched her small breasts for a while, then leaned in and suckled on them alternately like a baby nursing. Xiaoru's whole body went limp, completely losing her resistance. I put her on the bed, spread her white legs, and gently touched her small, protruding vulva. Wow! It felt incredibly smooth. Her pubic hair had just grown out, and I could barely feel it. Xiaoru began to moan loudly involuntarily. I admired the tender body of the young girl in front of me, a budding flower slowly entering its alluring bloom. I admit I can't say I love her. As a lecherous man, I'm quite indifferent to emotions, but I was completely captivated by her body.

Her body, trembling with tension, rose and fell rapidly with her breathing, her young breasts swaying gently. Her skin, like flawless porcelain, was breathtaking. I often admire the skin tones of beach girls, which give a healthy impression, but when it came to arousing my desire, Xiaoru's skin far surpassed theirs. Gazing at her white body, all I could think about was pinning her down and enjoying the pleasure of her vagina gripping my penis.

I hurriedly stripped off my clothes, and Xiaoru cried out, her pretty eyes fixed on my crotch. She curled up into a ball. Looking down, I saw my penis, conspicuously positioned, pointing directly at her as she trembled like a lamb.

Seeing Xiaoru's frightened expression, I comforted her, saying, "Don't be afraid, your sexual response isn't strong enough. Let me help you."

I instructed her to come over.

She walked to me timidly, and I noticed her eyes never left my penis. Had she never seen it before? I started to have doubts.

"Do you like it? Touch it, don't be afraid, it won't eat you."

Xiaoru smiled shyly, her tension easing slightly. I took her small hand and placed it on my burning erection. My legs went weak with excitement. I sat on the bed and pulled Xiaoru up with me. I gently pressed her head down until the tip of my penis touched her lovely lips.

"Kiss it," I said.

Xiaoru pouted and gave it a light kiss, then immediately pulled back, her tongue slightly darting out, licking her lips.

It felt good. Of course, I couldn't stop there. I gently pressed her head down again, the tip of my penis touching her lips, and continued forward.

"Stick out your tongue," I said.

This time, Xiaoru seemed to understand without my prompting. She stretched her tongue out long, then curled it around the base of my penis, her small mouth licking it up and down.

Wow! It felt so good. I taught her to suck on my penis, then I put the whole thing into her mouth, teaching her how to swallow and spit it out. I pulled her closer and started caressing her breasts and vulva. When I tried to insert my fingers, she twisted her hips and dodged me each time. The more I enjoyed this little beauty's service, the more I realized her inexperience and how much she needed my guidance.

Okay! I'll teach her to the end, so I'll teach her the last trick: how to have sex.

I gently pushed her away, got out of bed, and took out a condom I had just bought. I asked her, "Xiaoru, do you know what this is?"

Xiaoru honestly said,

"I know, it's called a condom. We have some at home. My mom says it's for adults, and kids aren't allowed to play with it. Sometimes when she hangs clothes out to dry, she takes one or two out to hang up!"

I knew Xiaoru was telling the truth. In some rural areas, people think it's a waste to throw away a used condom after one use, so they wash it and reuse it. That's quite common. I suppressed a laugh and continued, "So, do you know how to use it?"

Xiaoru shook her head.

"Okay, then I'll teach you for free!"

Xiaoru showed a curious and excited expression, and began to listen very attentively to my instruction.

I had her suck my penis until it was hard, and then I had her use her hand to vigorously stroke it a few times. While I was stroking her vulva, I made sure it was wet, and then I taught her to put on a condom for me. Just as Xiaoru was about to ask me if I had put it on correctly, I suddenly rolled over and pinned her to the bed.

"Don't be afraid, you put on the condom well. Now I'll check it thoroughly for you. You'd better be a good girl and let me..."

I said as I inserted my penis into her vagina.

“You…you can’t…” Xiaoru struggled, saying, “Pull it out quickly, it hurts…ah…help…”

Her resistance came too late; her vulva was already being forcefully penetrated by the thick penis. I began to thrust in and out. To my surprise, I felt her vulva getting wetter and wetter, and her cries of pain never stopped, and the pitiful cries seemed to be getting stronger.

I froze. I pulled my penis out, and saw a stream of virgin blood flowing down her snow-white buttocks. 02-07
Spring in the Countryside (Twenty-Four)

I quickly wiped her with my underwear. Fortunately, she didn’t bleed too much. Poor Xiaoru didn’t know what had happened; she just kept whimpering and crying. I asked in a bit of a panic, “Xiaoru, how are you feeling?”

“Brother, how come you just kept pounding that stick-like fleshy mallet into me like that? It hurts so much! I don’t want to wear a condom anymore. Tell me quickly, am I pregnant?”

“Xiaoru, I checked, you’re not pregnant!”

"Really? That's great, thank you, brother! But please don't tell anyone about what happened today, okay?"

Seeing her teary-eyed yet beaming face, I couldn't suppress my curiosity. I pretended to be nonchalant and said to her, "Xiaoru, of course I won't tell anyone. But I want to know what your boyfriend did to you that day? Can you tell me?"

Xiaoru was in high spirits and told me everything about her and her boyfriend's "first time." As I listened, my penis involuntarily hardened. Xiaoru saw this and actually reached out her small hand to help me masturbate while continuing her story. It turned out that Xiaoru was wearing a skirt that night. When the young lovers were hugging and cuddling, her boyfriend got impulsive, took off his pants, and pulled down Xiaoru's underwear. He started thrusting and rubbing against her. Xiaoru felt something rubbing against her vulva and became scared. She desperately squeezed her legs together, and soon felt a slippery, sticky mess down there, which caused endless trouble.

After hearing Xiaoru's words, I understood most of it. Her boyfriend had been trapped between Xiaoru's alluring legs and thought he had already penetrated her. Xiaoru was obviously confused too. Well, that was fine; I, her older brother, had gotten a free ride for no reason. At this moment, I was also aroused by Xiaoru's touch. I hugged her tightly, caressing her snow-white, slender body, her perky breasts, and her tender vulva that I had violated. I kissed her whole body gently, licking her breasts that I had just licked again.

"Big brother... don't bite... be gentle... I like it..."

Just as I was about to ride this tender rouge horse a little longer, I heard a sound coming from the front door.

Oh no, it's Amei! I rushed out immediately and locked the door. My heart calmed down; I had a plan. I went back into the room. Xiaoru was hurriedly getting dressed. After she finished, I whispered to her to hide behind the door and come out as soon as she had a chance.

Amei had been banging on the door for a while, and I could still hear her calling me. I winked at Xiaoru, who was standing behind the door, and pretended to have just woken up before opening the door. When I saw Amei, I was stunned. She was wearing heavy makeup today, and I almost didn't recognize her. I joked, "Amei, you're dressed like a peacock today. Are you getting married?"

"Big brother, you're not marrying me, so who am I supposed to marry?"

I didn't dare to say more. I pulled Amei towards the room, saying, "Amei, I don't know how to take down the mosquito net. Can you help me?" Once

inside, I listened intently and heard the door close softly. I breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Xiaoru had left. I looked up and saw Amei climbing up and down on the bed, trying to take down the mosquito net. She was wearing a short skirt, which inevitably revealed a bit of her cleavage. The lust that Xiaoru had aroused in me had nowhere to go, and the scene before me was extremely tempting. While she was folding the blankets with her buttocks sticking out, I walked behind her and tentatively touched her buttocks. Surprisingly, despite her slender frame, the teenage Amei had a round, fleshy, and firm bottom. Yesterday I avoided her, but today I was the one constantly bothering her. Amei didn't flinch, letting me do my thing behind her. Suddenly, Amei climbed onto the bed near the window, sticking her bottom out even higher, and turned around, saying, "Big brother, come and see!"

The temptation was too great; her short skirt had ridden up, barely covering her bottom. I could clearly see Amei's light green panties, tightly hugging her round buttocks. I climbed behind her, lay on top of her, and peered over to see what was making Amei so excited.

It turned out to be two dogs mating.

Amei smelled strongly of perfume; I didn't know if it was cheap or not, but I knew I was even more excited. The moment I lay on top of her, Amei's bottom moved back to meet mine, and I felt a surge of pleasure as I pressed my hips against hers.

"Two shameless things, oh my, the male is throbbing back and forth, moving so happily! Big brother, did you see that?"

Amei seemed very focused on watching the two dogs, but I felt my buttocks, which I was pressing against, slowly swaying from side to side. I lost my mind, forgot everything, pulled down my pants, pressed Amei down firmly, and rubbed my penis vigorously against the part of her panties covering her vulva. Amei breathed softly, didn't say anything, but twisted her buttocks and pulled down her panties herself.

That snow-white and lovely buttocks, the little groove between the two buttocks, were exposed to me without any cover. My penis was hard as a rock. I used my hands to separate the two tender buttocks, and her vulva, the little flower bud-like hole in the middle, was completely exposed. I inserted my penis into that flower bud, the warm fleshy hole swallowed my penis, and Amei couldn't help but let out a groan, shaking her buttocks, letting me thrust all the way in, and our two naked buttocks were pressed together.

It was my turn to ride Ah Mei like a male dog, thrusting into her vagina with joyful rhythm. We quickly forgot about the dogs outside. As Ah Mei was being penetrated, her moans were like a lament, rising and falling. I wanted to show off, so I used a technique from the "Purple Gold Radiance Immortal Cultivation," which indeed made Ah Mei incredibly comfortable. I felt like I was about to ejaculate and couldn't help but breathe heavily.

Ah Mei turned her head, her eyes watery, her face flushed, and she said softly, "Big brother, stop for a moment."

I pulled out my penis and watched Ah Mei take off her clothes herself. A youthful body was exposed naked before me, a pair of firm, small, white breasts with pink nipples, a slender waist, a flat stomach with no excess fat, and sparse downy hair below. Her tender, mysterious little hole was also pink. I was stunned.

Amei gave me a strange smile, her lips forming a round "O" shape, slowly swallowing my glans. Then she raised her head, giving me a lewd look. Before I could react, my penis was being sucked and licked with an unprecedented, frenzied force.

"Oh... ah... ah," I whimpered, grabbing Amei's hair and trying to push her away, worried that her excessive passion would hurt my penis. But I soon realized my worries were unnecessary, because Amei's movements had slowed down. The sucking was now gentle, but extremely deep. Her lipstick-painted lips almost touched my testicles each time before slowly retreating. I realized I had encountered

a master of "blowjobs," and I couldn't help but let out low moans, grabbing and kneading her small breasts with both hands.

After a while, she simply sucked on my glans, looking at me with her eyes, and reached out her small hand to grasp my penis, stroking it up and down. I knew she was preparing to ejaculate. From her greedy eyes, I guessed she wanted to swallow my semen.

Spring in the Countryside (25) - in our time

I felt a tingling, electric shock-like sensation; I was about to ejaculate. I pressed Amei's head down hard, burying her face in my pubic hair, sucking continuously until I forcefully ejaculated, feeding it into her lipstick-covered mouth. Amei swallowed every drop of my semen, until not a single drop remained, and then reluctantly spat out my penis, a look of extreme satisfaction on her face.

We rested for a while, tidied ourselves up, and Amei looked out the window. The two dogs had already finished, but because of the female dog's body structure, the two silly creatures were still joined together. We smiled at each other, and I told Amei I was going to the station to pick up a friend, asking if she wanted to come with me. Amei, seemingly unrelated, said, "Brother, isn't it strange? I never imagined that two stupid beasts would leave such a beautiful memory in my life!"

I hadn't expected Amei to be so sentimental. I'm not a very faithful person; my self-assessment has always been just "pervert." Hearing Amei's words, I didn't know what to say for a moment. I hugged Amei again, and we embraced silently, each lost in our own thoughts. After a while, Amei sighed deeply and said, "Brother, didn't you say you were going to the station? Let's go!"

Once on the street, Amei was clearly distant from me. When I tried to take her hand, she quickly shook it off. She kept looking around, as if afraid of being discovered. I couldn't help but get a little angry. I said, "Amei, since you're so annoyed with me, I'll go by myself. Let's break up here!"

"Brother, I want to ask you," Amei said with a smile, her eyes sparkling with mischief, "would you marry me?"

"I...I..." I stammered, "Uh...I haven't made any plans yet. If we were to get married...uh, I..." Now

it was Amei's turn to get angry, but I thought she wasn't really serious. "A real man, why are you so hesitant? You don't want to get married, but I do! Almost everyone on this street knows me, you understand?"

I understood. I felt ashamed of my selfishness, but we still parted ways at the next street corner because Amei had to go open her cigarette stall. I looked at my watch; it was already past the appointed time, so I hurried towards the bus stop.

When I arrived at the station, I was truly dumbfounded. A group of stylishly dressed city folks were leaning against a large Landrov SUV. A tall guy stood proudly next to the driver, looking around. It was Ah Lang, the guy who liked to brag about playing "One King, Two Phoenixes." I didn't recognize the others. Among them was a kid of about eighteen or nineteen, playfully waving a small flag around. Wasn't this clearly the setup of an African "safari" hunting group? I was a little intimidated by their aura. I quietly approached Ah Lang from behind the car, tugged at him, and asked, "Ah Lang, welcome! But why didn't you tell me you were coming with such a big entourage?"

Ah Lang turned around, chuckled twice, and then shouted, "Old Bian! Haha, I told you I'd give you a surprise! Everyone, look, this is Old Bian!"

The group introduced themselves one by one, and it turned out they were all online friends I knew. Except for Ah Lang, I had never met the others in person. I had sent a telegram to Ah Lang asking for money, but where would Ah Lang get the money? Luckily, we had a friend who played professional basketball in the NBA in the US; his name was CSH. Ah Lang sent an email to CSH to ask for money, but unexpectedly, Ah Lang's email had a mailinglist setting, and as a result, several people found out that Lao Bian was being held hostage in the countryside and needed money to buy his freedom. CSH couldn't spare the time because he was playing basketball, but he generously took out a large sum of money, declaring it was a gift. With this money, this group of bored people organized themselves into a group, even bought a car, and marched in a grand procession to rescue me. The entire team lineup was as follows: "Ah Lang" (leader), "Xiao Fan" (flag), "

Bao Bi," "Meng Meng Mao," "Warrior,"

"Lie Huo," "Bo Luo Wen," "Xiao Lin,"

and "CSH," "Wild Horse," "Clan," "Ji Ke," "Xiao Xuan," "Shen Lan," and "Kuang Juan" as reserves, who could be considered to come to the rescue if the situation became critical.

It's worth mentioning Xiao Fan. His online persona, so mature and collected, makes it impossible to guess he's actually just a kid! I think many people, including myself, have been fooled by him like monkeys. But that's not too surprising; there are plenty of men pretending to be women and women pretending to be men online. Even more outrageous is the story of a couple who owned a dog named "John." One day, on a whim, they decided to find a female dog for "John" online. At first, things went smoothly, but after a while, more and more women emailed me saying they were willing to be "John's" girlfriend!

Watching their enthusiasm, I was really worried: where could I put these pampered young masters?

I'm a very easygoing person; you could say I'm the kind of person who can just lie down and sleep anywhere. But, alas, looking at their youthful appearance, they're clearly just here to feed the mosquitoes and bedbugs, especially "Polvin" and "Bobby," who are even wearing ties! My mind raced for a moment, then I decided to just go with the flow. I asked Ah Lang how much money he'd brought. Ah Lang smiled broadly and said, "Old Bian, you've got a long face, so this is what you're worried about." He nimbly jumped out of the car and led me to the back. Among a pile of luggage, there were two large burlap sacks placed side by side. He opened one of the sacks, and my God, I'd never seen so much money in my life! I was genuinely shocked. It seemed "CSH" was incredibly wealthy. Ah Lang told me that "Warrior" was specifically in charge of guarding this pile of money; he was a mysterious figure in Interpol, armed with a gun.

I then got into their car, and we sped off to "Moonflower Manor." Business at "Moonflower Manor" was slow, so we booked the entire place. Manager Wang was beaming, gave us a discount, and said he'd contact the owner immediately to host a banquet for us.

In the afternoon, I noticed that Xiaolin seemed more composed, so I instructed him to take care of everything here. Ah Lang, Xiao Fan, and I went to the village, with Xiao Fan as the driver. Upon arriving, we drove straight to Shen Xue's house. When Shen Xue heard we were staying at "Moonflower Manor," her eyes lit up with a strange light. Ah Lang

seemed a bit dazed when he saw Shen Xue, but I didn't pay much attention at the time. Shen Xue seemed particularly excited that my friends were coming, and for some reason, I felt a little unhappy. However, I did have an idea: to buy "Moonflower Manor" back and return it to Shen Xue.

Spring in the Countryside (26. The End) – The Sun Also Rises.

I discussed my idea of buying "Moonflower Manor" with Ah Lang and Xiao Fan. Ah Lang was indifferent, but Xiao Fan muttered to himself for a while, seemingly disagreeing. During my time online, I had a general idea of his personality; he liked tinkering with things like radios and video cameras. Another weakness is his

extreme sensitivity to words like "mistress" and "third mistress." Like a pressure point in a martial arts novel or a key word in hypnosis, he becomes completely dazed upon hearing them. So, I deliberately said to Ah Lang, "If we buy it, we'll need to renovate it, put a telephone in every room, and have security cameras monitoring the corridors… um…mistress, third mistress!"

Xiao Fan shuddered at the mention of "mistress," and as I expected, he obediently stopped arguing, only insisting on becoming the high-tech director of "Moonflower Manor." I went along with it, coaxing him like a child.

Shen Xue, upon hearing our plan, immediately agreed, saying that buying back "Moonflower Manor" wasn't a problem. She was already acquainted with the owner, and "Moonflower Manor" had only been given up out of necessity. It had been agreed that it could be bought back at any time, but her idea was to form a company and hire her as the head.

We all thought it was a good idea. Ah Lang, being an impatient person, wanted to finalize the decision that very evening during dinner. So we took Shenxue and rushed back to town. Xiao Fan drove the whole way. At first, Ah Lang and I were chatting and laughing, but somehow I fell asleep. When I woke up occasionally, I found Ah Lang and Shenxue talking quietly, seemingly getting along very well…

Dinner was hosted by Mr. Wang, the current owner of “Moonflower Inn.” Apparently, business had been slow lately, and Mr. Wang was worried, so he was very happy to return the inn to Shenxue. That evening, everyone was in high spirits. During the meal, Shenxue gracefully and generously handled the young men's nonsense, constantly urging them to drink. Bao Bi liked to toss his backpack around, and Bo Luowen liked to show off his medical expertise. Whenever they were talking nonsense, Shenxue listened intently, like a very obedient schoolchild. Occasionally she would interject a word or two, but it always hit the nail on the head, making the two tie-wearing guys completely captivated, each regarding Shenxue as a confidante.

That very night, I realized that with Shenxue's talent and charm, she shouldn't have been confined to the village for so long. Needless to say, my young masters were all completely subservient to her with just a few tricks.

Late at night, I secretly slipped into Shenxue's room. After a round of intimacy, we embraced, enjoying the moment of tranquility after our pleasure. At the same time, I sensed an unusual calmness in Shenxue.

"Little Spring, what are you thinking about?"

"I'm wondering, how much of our fate is left?"

I was startled, turning Shenxue around and gazing suspiciously at her pretty face.

"Brother, some things can't be hidden from people. Even if you don't tell me, I know you're about to leave us and fly far away. To be honest, I never thought we'd be together forever! Don't call me heartless. A real man should take advantage of his youth to venture out into the world, not necessarily for money, do you understand what I mean?"

I nodded, listening to her continue. Shenxue's eyes gleamed in the darkness.

"Honestly, I never thought we'd be together forever! I'm so excited tonight, and I really want to thank you for giving me a chance to make a comeback! I'm full of plans now. Da Niu and Er Niu can both help me. Hmm, Manager Wang is an honest man, he can stay."

I wasn't very interested in listening to Shen Xue's grand plans, but when she mentioned Da Niu and Er Niu, I started to worry about them. Shen Xue seemed to know what I was thinking and said, "I'm not worried about Da Niu, her boyfriend's family is quite wealthy. As for Er Niu... what do you think of Xiao Fan?"

I immediately understood her implication: she wanted to bring the young couple together. I said, "Didn't you say you wanted Er Niu to help too? Tomorrow, have Xiao Fan drive over to her, what do you say?"

"Okay," Shen Xue nodded.

The next morning, I woke up with a terrible headache. I slowly felt unsteady on my feet. Polovan said I had a bad cold and bought me some medicine from the pharmacy. After taking it, I fell asleep. Little did I know that this would prolong my illness for several days. Shenxue came to visit me every day, but I was drowsy all day and had no interest in anything. It wasn't until one day that I began to understand.

That day, I became impatient and felt that the medicine Shenxue was giving me was ineffective. When she turned away, I secretly vomited it up again, wrapped it in a piece of paper, and threw it aside. After a while, Polvin sneaked in. I peeked and saw him and Shenxue whispering something, seemingly quite intimate. A moment later, Polvin suddenly pulled Shenxue close, as if to kiss her. Shenxue struggled and said, "Little Polvin, don't do this! Big brother just fell asleep." Polvin said, "My dear little Shenxue, you underestimate my abilities. If you do as I say and let your big brother take the medicine I prepared, I guarantee he won't wake up even if his butt is on fire! Come, let me kiss you..."

I was so angry that I coughed. After a series of hurried footsteps, the room fell silent. It seemed Polvin had made a quick getaway.

"Big brother, big brother," Shenxue called softly beside me, but I remained silent.

The next morning, I took some money from Ah Lang, and under the pretext of needing some peace and quiet, returned to the village and stayed at the village chief's house. Xiao Dong'er was again summoned by the village chief to serve me, but Dong'er said she was going home to sleep that night. As I lay half-reclined on the bed reading, Dong'er, with her big, bright eyes, walked back and forth in front of me, teasing me. I couldn't help but stare at her alluring figure; the thin, tight fabric revealed her pert buttocks and slightly protruding vulva, and her prominent, tender breasts stretched the front of her clothes high. How could I possibly concentrate on reading then!

"Dong'er, come here, let me see if you've grown taller."

"Big brother, you're joking. It's only been a few days, how could I have grown taller?"

Dong'er walked shyly to me. Looking at the girl with her pert, tender breasts, I felt a surge of lust. I jumped off the bed and pulled Dong'er over. "I really think you've grown taller. Compare, the other day you only reached my neck, now you're almost up to my chin."

I hugged her tightly, my erect penis thrusting wildly against Dong'er's soft body. At first, Dong'er let me hold her, her face flushed as she nestled silently in my arms. Gradually, she became aroused. She closed her eyes, tilted her face up, and leaned closer to me. I began to gently kiss her rosy cheeks, my hands lightly caressing the soft body of the young girl in my arms. Dong'er couldn't resist any longer; she twisted her body, pressing her full breasts against my chest, her plump lips slightly parted, waiting for a kiss. My mouth finally covered hers.

When our lips finally parted, Dong'er's little hand followed the trail and grasped my erect penis, giggling, "Big brother, are you going to pee again?"

I was incredibly aroused; I hurriedly pulled down my pants, and Dong'er finally went home with a mouthful of semen in her mouth. Two days later, I had fully recovered.

That morning, I was playing with a cat named Xiaohua in the yard when Mengmeng Cat suddenly drove up to visit me. We chatted in the room for a while, and I casually asked about the progress of the renovation project at "Moonflower Manor." Mengmeng Cat's answers were a bit off-topic, and I was annoyed by his hesitant and stammering manner, so I went back to the courtyard to continue playing with Xiaohua.

"Brother Bian," Mengmeng Cat followed me out, saying with a determined look, "Did you know? Alang and Boluowen are really arguing about Shenxue, they're going to have a duel

tonight! It's in the open space of Nianeng Temple, and that silly Afan has volunteered to be the judge!"

Although I was shocked, I didn't show it at all: "Young people, a little impulsiveness is nothing. So, they both like Shenxue at the same time?"

"Yes! At first, they each secretly met with Shenxue. Then one time they were discovered, and afterwards, the two brothers became inseparable, each afraid that the other would act alone and gain the upper hand. For a while, the three of them went sightseeing together, which attracted a lot of gossip in town. Recently, I heard they had a falling out."

I looked at Mengmengmao, who was almost crying, but for some reason, I didn't feel any excitement. I had been diligently studying Buddhist scriptures while I was sick recently, and my spiritual power had improved without me even realizing it. In any case, I still had to take care of this matter. I told Mengmengmao not to worry, no matter how big the problem was, I, Lao Bian, would handle it. I made an appointment with Mengmengmao to go watch the duel with him later. After Mengmengmao left, I went to Shenxue's house alone to visit and find out what was going on.

As I expected, Shenxue wasn't home; she had gone to town. Da Niu and her boyfriend were there, along with the old woman. When Da Niu saw me, her eyes lit up with ecstatic joy. She tried to get rid of her boyfriend, but he wouldn't leave.

These past few days, a group of city people had come to town, and the way Ah Lang and his friends spent their money was truly eye-catching. I even benefited from it; the villagers thought I was a little rich man. So Da Niu's boyfriend was really trying to curry favor with me. The old woman was also quite happy to see me. She hadn't seen Wei Dong that night and was now pulling me aside, asking me all sorts of questions. Remembering that Wei Dong was nowhere to be found, I didn't dare neglect the old woman and bragged a lot.

"Brother, you're from the city, your English must be very good, right?" Da Niu's boyfriend asked.

"Hmm, not bad. What? Do you want me to teach you a few phrases?" I asked with a hint of malice, intending to mischievously teach him a couple of English swear words.

“Oh no, it’s not me who wants to learn, it’s my little sister. She’s 16 years old, fair-skinned and pretty, and doesn’t have a boyfriend yet…”

“Fuck your mother! What the hell is your sister learning, English? She doesn’t have a boyfriend… I don’t have a boyfriend either! Get the hell out of here!”

The girl started cursing at her boyfriend, and even referred to herself as “the father.” After her boyfriend left, the girl ignored the old woman in the house and dragged me into her room. I was tormented by her for an hour before finally dragging my exhausted body out. However, I also learned from the girl that Shen Xue was indeed troubled by dealing with both A Lang and Bo Luo Wen at the same time.

That afternoon, I rode in Mengmeng Cat's car towards town. Along the way, I overheard Mengmeng Cat talking about how everyone was preparing to watch the duel, so I changed my mind and decided to sneak in. As we approached town, I pretended to remember something and told Mengmeng Cat I had something important to discuss with the village chief and couldn't watch the duel. Mengmeng Cat was clearly very disappointed. He offered to lend me his car, but I refused, so he drove off himself.

Alone, I slowly circled around Moonflower Village and headed towards Nianeng Temple. It was already dark. When I arrived, I saw a large spotlight in the open space, attracting many small insects that were flying around. Xiao Fan was spitting, and several netizens were watching from the sidelines. A Lang and Bo Luowen stood facing each other in the middle of the group. Strangely, Shen Xue was also there, standing to the side with a smile, looking very relaxed. Xiao Fan's voice came over: "Bo Luowen won the love poem contest just now; now it's a riddle contest. There are nine male soldiers and one female soldier crossing the river, and there are leeches in the river that specialize in burrowing..."

I sighed. These good-for-nothings! At the same time, I felt relieved. Looking at Shen Xue again, her eyes were sometimes full of affection and sometimes full of admiration, shifting back and forth between her two lovers. Just as I was getting bored and was about to leave, a pair of soft little hands grasped mine. I looked, and it was none other than A Mei.

That night, I slept in A Mei's living room. That night, Amei secretly got up and we made love. My feelings for Xiaoru were merely lustful. At dawn, I told Amei I was leaving. Amei wasn't particularly sad, but she spent most of the day with me, only opening her stall in the afternoon. I then went to a park with a large lake near town by myself.

I strolled along the lakeshore, feeling a bit bored. So much had happened lately, but upon reflection, it all seemed to revolve around trivial matters related to women. I sat down on a large rock. A flock of wild ducks frolicked in the lake, their calls echoing. I tried to find the leader of the flock. Slowly, I started thinking about the girls I knew. Who was suitable to be my wife? And who would I be suitable to be my husband? This was quite a thought, far more difficult than the "I Name" method of measurement, the "Baby" reasoning puzzle, or the "Little Pig" logic problem. Then I found myself intently watching the wild ducks again.

After thinking about those girls several times, I realized their images in my mind were becoming blurred. Slowly, they dwindled to just one person, whose name was simply "woman." I missed the days I spent living in the dilapidated temple. During that time, I had less interaction with people, but the connection with nature was endlessly joyful.

The sky slowly darkened, and the white clouds transformed into a dazzling sunset. It seemed the wild ducks weren't planning to fly away tonight. I stood up and stretched.

It was time to leave! The world is vast; dilapidated temples and new temples, big temples and small temples, surely there's a place for me to settle down! I bought some food and drinks at a shop in town and ran into Manager Wang of "Moonflower Manor." He asked why he hadn't seen me for the past few days. I said I had gone to the countryside. Manager Wang politely told me that he was instructed by the new boss that if I stayed at "Moonflower Manor" again, all expenses would be paid by the company, and I, Bian Taijun, would also have the privilege of permanent free use of all the facilities at "Moonflower Manor."

I chuckled and accepted his offer. Manager Wang seemed a little surprised that I was still in town at this hour, so I explained that I was going to stay at a friend's house that night. We chatted for a while longer, then I went to a nearby karaoke bar and sat there casually for a bit. At 9 o'clock, I left the town under the moonlight and walked along the main road towards Clear Water Village. The Prologue to "
Public Housing Estate Boys"

: The Root of Love and Sin.

You're probably familiar with the term "public housing estate boy," right? It represents a social class, an identity: born and raised in a public housing estate. It seems to symbolize a fate of mutual oppression, mutual bullying, and mutual struggle.

I, Zhang Wenhui, am a typical public housing estate boy of the 20th century.

My family consists of four people: my father, mother, my sister, and myself. My father is a waiter in a restaurant, my mother is a cashier, and my sister and I are in Form 4 and Form 2, respectively.

The story begins here…

In the eyes of many, the living environment of public housing estates is lowly, dirty, and for many more, sinful.

All of this was created by overcrowding. With more people, there was more contact, more friction, and naturally, more crime.

For me, a fifteen-year-old village boy, arguing and fighting were as natural as breathing, happening anytime, anywhere. I never avoided it; more than anything, I couldn't avoid it. In this place, there was no such thing as kindness; only violence could solve problems.

On average, I argued with someone almost every day.

To many residents, I was already a typical petty thug. No one understood that my actions were entirely due to these people's thinking. Over time, I developed a fighting spirit to rise above these people; I couldn't let them "look down on me."

After entering secondary school, I studied with all my might, determined to make something of myself in the future.

Although I had a violent temper, I made quite a few friends, but I had no true confidants. In my world, there was only one person worthy of my gentle treatment and careful care: my younger sister, Wen Ting.

From childhood to adulthood, she was like a fragile flower in a storm, growing up under my protection. Since she was six years old, I had taken on the responsibility of caring for and protecting her.

I've heard the saying "beauty is a curse," and the one who suffered was none other than herself.

Wenting was already incredibly beautiful at ten, but unfortunately, this beauty brought her endless trouble.

The housing estate was teeming with all sorts of wicked people, constantly eyeing Wenting. Although I was only two years older than her and didn't really understand sex, I knew perfectly well that these people wanted to hurt Wenting.

There was only one school in our estate, and I would escort her to and from school every day—a habit I never broke.

There were too many idle scoundrels in the estate, and almost every day I could hear them saying despicable things about Wenting, even making obscene jokes. The gentle Wenting would mostly hide behind me, as if my figure had become her reliable support.

Although I liked how Wenting clung to me to avoid those greedy eyes, sometimes I really couldn't bear it anymore. So I would find someone to kill as a warning to others, and then for several days no one would dare say a word. Just for a few days.

Gradually, I've been protecting Wenting like this for several years.

Unfortunately, one moment of carelessness was enough to cause trouble…

That day, I didn't go to school with Wenting because of a fever. Nothing happened at school, but perhaps because those thugs knew I wasn't there, they planned to attack Wenting as a group after school.

I slept fitfully at home until the afternoon, when I was mostly recovered. I looked up and saw it was 3:30. School ended at 3:15, and Wenting's class always let out on time. Could it be…?

Just then, I received a phone call: "Hey! Wenhui, come down quickly! Those guys are here again…"

It was my classmate Xiaoqi, the one I'd asked to protect Wenting on her way home. He'd grown up with me since childhood and was my only trusted friend.

I grabbed a ping-pong paddle and ran at unprecedented speed along the route to school. In a relatively secluded spot in the village, I saw Wenting and Xiaoqi.

The sight before me made my eyes blaze with fury.

Xiao Qi was pushed to the ground and beaten by four men, while Wen Ting was pinned against the wall. One man was forcibly kissing her face and neck, another was holding her hands down, and a third was pulling off her school uniform skirt. Wen Ting cried and struggled, but was powerless to break free.

With my extensive combat experience, I quickly picked up several fist-sized stones from the ground and hurled them in succession at the head of the men beating Xiao Qi, knocking them off balance. Then, I used the side of a ping-pong paddle to strike the left cheek of the thug kissing Wen Ting.

The other two realized what was happening too late. I elbowed and kicked them, one hitting their face, the other their stomach, and the three immediately fled in pain.

Meanwhile, Xiao Qi quickly got up and began to retaliate fiercely against those who had attacked him. He was a man of action, and how could he possibly swallow the humiliation of being ganged up on?

"Brother!" Wen Ting cried and threw herself into my arms. My violent fighting spirit vanished instantly, replaced by tenderness, pity, and guilt.

"I'm sorry… I'm late." I held her soft body tightly, trying my best to make her feel safe.

"Luckily, Brother Xiao Qi delayed me for more than ten minutes, otherwise… I…" Before she could finish, she buried her face in my chest and cried again.

I gently comforted her, stroking her long, shoulder-length hair and her trembling shoulders.

Just then, Xiao Qi returned after driving away all the thugs, shouting, "Phew~ That was really fun! Next time, I'd better join you, then we can fight to our hearts' content without fear of being surrounded. Ha!"

"Next time? There should never be a next time!" I glared at him, noticing he was wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, and asked, "Are you alright?"

He pointed to his mouth and sneered, "Apart from here, there's nothing else noteworthy. Ha, these guys are really useless, even after five became seven!" Then he sighed and said, "But, Wen Ting is getting more and more beautiful, no wonder so many people want to sleep with her."

Wen Ting had already settled down in my arms. Hearing Xiao Qi's words, her pretty face flushed slightly, and she whispered, "Brother Xiao Qi is so bad..."

After scolding Xiao Qi, I turned to Wen Ting and asked softly, "Are you alright?" She looked up at me and nodded obediently.

"Hey, you two, I'm leaving now. You can continue your sweet nothings, haha!" Xiao Qi said, casually grabbing his schoolbag and leaving.

"Sweet nothings? This kid, he's really something..." Before he could finish speaking, his lips were sealed by Wen Ting's small mouth.

A warm, soft touch came through his lips; it was my first kiss, and Wen Ting's first kiss.

Neither of us knew the art of kissing; we only knew to desperately entwine our lips and tongues. In that instant, we forgot our sibling relationship, forgot everything around us, only the person in our eyes mattered.

Our lips parted, but our eyes remained locked, and we both involuntarily breathed heavily.

I carefully looked at every part of Wen Ting's face, which had turned pink—her eyes, nose, mouth, ears—taking them all into my mind.

Just as Xiao Qi had said, Wen Ting had grown even more beautiful, comparable to many famous female celebrities, and even surpassing them.

"Brother, does this count as sweet nothings?" Wen Ting chuckled.

I smiled and nodded, gently taking her hand as we walked home.

In that moment, I understood what love and infatuation were; I felt the same in the gaze from her eyes.

The environment of this housing estate had always oppressed Wen-ting and me, yet it had also shaped our love. In our deep embrace, I was sincerely grateful for everything.

If we weren't siblings, if we didn't live in this environment, we could never have fallen in love; it was forbidden.

I can't see our ending, but in my lifetime, I will do everything in my power to protect this forbidden love.

If it's a sin, I will not hesitate to commit it.

This is my vow, a vow inextricably linked to my life.

(Housing Estate Boy, Chapter 1: Sibling Love

, Section 1: Sexual Doubts) I've always believed that only those who accept their fate are controlled by destiny.

Others say that sibling relationships ultimately end in tragic separation, but I refuse to accept that fate. I firmly believe that one's destiny is created by one's own hands.

After that incident, my relationship with Wenting progressed further, from the closest sibling bond to that of lovers.

I didn't know if this love was a sublimation of familial affection, nor did I care whether others considered it right or wrong.

But because of this, our intimate relationship encountered many awkward situations, mainly because I began to develop a strong interest in her body.

Ultimately, our understanding of sex was still very superficial.

We had never talked about it at home, and the school only touched on it vaguely.

For us village kids, this was barely enough, far more superficial than what we learned from porn or adult magazines.

In fact, I felt guilty about my fantasies about Wenting. I always felt that if I did that to Wenting, how would I be any different from those despicable thugs?

The only difference would be that I would be using our sibling relationship to violate her! Wouldn't that be even more despicable and vile?

But unfortunately, our home was too cramped; the entire unit could only accommodate two beds, so Wenting and I ended up sleeping in the same bed.

This is a common problem in many public housing estates: a family of three sleeping in the same bed, or siblings sleeping together.

This environment leads to only two problems: frequent friction and incestuous relationships.

Our parents never cared about our situation; in their eyes, family finances were more important than anything else.

However, I genuinely enjoyed sleeping with Wenting. From childhood, we shared our innermost thoughts and secrets in this bed, sometimes chatting and laughing until late at night.

Our unusual feelings began then.

I remember when Wenting was little, she liked me to stroke her head to lull her to sleep; later, she needed me to hold her to fall asleep.

Wenting's body was delicate and slender; holding her felt warm and comfortable, making it easier for me to fall asleep.

But as we grew older, sleeping together became inconvenient. However, the main problem stemmed from me. By the

time Wenting was fourteen, she already had the curves of a mature woman, her body fuller and more mature than other girls her age.

Whenever she held me in her arms at night, the soft pressure of her chest always aroused my desire, and my body reacted uncontrollably.

I was afraid I wouldn't be able to control myself and violate her, so I used the pain to calm myself down. The simplest way was to bite my tongue.

But that alone wasn't enough to completely quell my lust, so after making sure Wen Ting was asleep, I secretly moved to the sofa in the living room to sleep. The sofa was a bit short, but I could still sleep with my legs bent.

Someone once said, "The night can sometimes be very long." At that moment, I deeply agreed with that statement.

Finally, I don't know when, I drifted off to sleep.

The next day.

"Brother~ wake up!" Wen Ting's cute and sweet voice rang in my ear, followed by a tingling sensation as she gently blew a breath into it.

I opened my eyes and sighed, "So sleepy, let me sleep a little longer..." Then I closed my eyes again.

Then I felt Wen Ting pull me up abruptly with both hands, shouting, "No, it's almost eight o'clock, you have to accompany me to school!"

"Accompany? Don't I have to go to school too..." I suddenly jolted awake, my mind clearing. Right, why am I so tired?

Then I remembered that I had only sneaked out to sleep at 2 a.m. last night, and hadn't even slept for six hours!

I quickly got up to wash and get ready, while Wenting stood beside me, squeezing toothpaste and wiping my face with a towel, just like my little wife.

Usually, I get up earlier than her, so today was quite special for both of us.

I was about to take off my pants when I realized Wen Ting didn't seem to mind. I asked curiously, "What? You want to watch me change?"

"Yes, can't I watch?" Wen Ting replied with a smile.

I didn't really care, but then I noticed something was off about my pants and quickly said, "No, you should put on your shoes first."

Wen Ting seemed to have noticed something but didn't say anything, just smiled and walked away.

I unzipped my pants and then realized I was having an erection.

I then remembered having a wet dream last night, dreaming that I was being intimate with Wen Ting, and... wait, I can't remember.

No point in thinking about it, I hurriedly put on my school uniform. School uniforms are a hassle for me; wearing casual clothes would be so much easier, right?

At this moment, Wen Ting was already dressed and ready. Seeing my disheveled school uniform, she smiled and said, "Look at you, dressed like this in your school uniform..." Her small hands gently tidied me up.

Her tone and demeanor were exactly like a wife's.

I frowned and said, "What's the point of dressing so neatly if you don't get a prize?"

"Appearance is about manners~" She glared at me and continued, "Alright, let's go."

Our house is really close to school, otherwise we would definitely be late.

As usual, I carried her schoolbag for her. On the way, she suddenly looked at me and asked, "Brother, why did you sleep on the sofa last night? Wasn't it uncomfortable sleeping with someone?"

"Uh... well... I..." What could I say? Should I say that I was afraid I wouldn't be able to control myself, so I had to avoid her?

She stopped, her beautiful big eyes gazing at me, as if she could see right through me.

I felt awkward under her gaze and quickly said, "We're going to be late, let's go."

"Brother, you don't need to lie to me anymore, I know what you want to do," she said softly.

After that, we didn't say a word and just went back to school.

Did she know? What did she know? How did she know? These questions kept swirling in my mind.

During a break, Xiao Qi, who was sitting behind me, suddenly asked, "What's wrong, Boss? You look so silly all the time. Did you and Wen Ting have a fight?"

I retorted, "You jerk! Of course not! We're such good friends!"

Xiao Qi looked at me with a grin and asked again, "Then it must be related to sex, right?"

I paused for a moment and said, "You've hit the jackpot. So what if it is? You can't help me anyway."

He chuckled, his tone slightly lewd, and said, "If you'd let me help, I'd be more than happy to... Wow!" He dodged my punch with a slightly exaggerated gesture. He added, "Hey, a gentleman uses words, not fists!"

I sneered, "If you consider yourself a gentleman, then you're a gentleman everywhere, right?"

He chuckled, "I don't know what others do, but I know I'm a gentleman. Hey, you still haven't told me what happened between you and Wenting."

I said, "Isn't that the question?"

He asked mysteriously, "Have you slept with Wenting?"

This guy really doesn't know what he's talking about, but I couldn't care less. I said, "We sleep in the same bed... but I've never done anything with her..."

Seeing his incredulous look, I said, "She's my own sister! You can't do that kind of thing."

He shook his head and said, "So what if she's my sister ?" "It's all about mutual consent. Besides, she's the most beautiful woman in our village, ha! If it were me, I wouldn't care about anything else..."

I interrupted him seriously, "Incest is not allowed. I'm just worried about Wenting getting hurt."

He looked me up and down, then suddenly laughed, "I'm impressed. So Brother Hui is the real gentleman!"

He added, "In my opinion, if two lovers truly love each other, they'll inevitably have sex sooner or later. There's no way to avoid it."

I replied, "Wenting and I truly love each other. The problem is, Wenting is still a bit too young..."

He looked thoughtful and said, "Not too young, at least a C-cup... Oh!

No, fourteen isn't too young, is it?" I smacked his head. This guy even dares to look at Wenting's breasts!

Xiaoqi's views on this matter are different from mine. I was silent for a moment, then said, "Let me think about it carefully..." Then I changed the subject, "How are things going with you and Jingyi lately?" Jingyi is Xiaoqi's girlfriend. I waited two years before she officially became his girlfriend, and we dated for a year. She's the same age as me.

Xiao Qi laughed, "Not bad. I took her to Ocean Park last week, and she had so much fun..." Then she launched into a long, rambling monologue, embellished with her own

words. I listened half-heartedly, still thinking about what Wen Ting had said...

The bell rang. School was over.

Today I had to stay in the classroom as a cleaning duty student. Everyone else's duty was rather perfunctory, so the classroom could only be described as a garbage dump.

Just as I was emptying the second bin of trash, Wen Ting arrived.

I watched her expression; she acted as if nothing had happened. But then again, nothing really had happened between us.

"Oh, not finished yet?" she asked.

I breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's done. I don't know what those guys were doing before; there's so much trash piled up in the classroom and nobody cared."

Wen Ting thought for a moment and said, "Our classroom is very tidy. I never have much to throw away when I'm on duty."

I washed my hands at the water dispenser in the corridor and laughed, "I bet your male classmates helped you out, right?"

"How could that be..." She shook her head gently, "I always do it all by myself."

I turned off the water and said, "It's easy to help you. Just throw away less stuff and be more self-disciplined. It's a pity that the people in my class can't even do that."

By this time, everyone on this floor had left. Only the sound of basketballs could be heard from the playground.

I suddenly had a strange thought. If I hugged Wen Ting like this and tried to be intimate, would she push me away?

"Brother." Just as my mind was filled with naughty thoughts, Wen Ting suddenly called out, "About last night..."

I picked up my schoolbag and whispered, "Can we talk about it when we get home?" How could I talk about something like this at school?

She nodded and obediently went home with me.

Chapter One: Sibling Affection, Section Two: Fragments of Childhood Anecdotes

The way home today was unusually peaceful. I didn't encounter any thugs or those old men who only peep at girls.

Wen Ting held my hand, half her body pressed against me. Anyone who didn't know us would assume we were lovers.

But that was indeed the case, except we also shared a sibling bond…

I enjoyed the touching feeling of our bodies pressed together, and couldn't help but think: Why can't siblings love and make love?

Eugenics alone doesn't seem sufficient; most modern couples don't plan to have children.

As long as we take proper precautions, what's the problem?

Wen Ting suddenly said, "Brother, can we not go home for a while?"

I asked curiously, "Where do you want to go?" Because Wen Ting always attracted lecherous glances wherever she went, I didn't approve of her wandering around.

Wen Ting said, "Can you take me to that little park you mentioned? There shouldn't be any annoying people there."

That little park is where Xiaoqi, Zifeng, and I, three silly boys, swore brotherhood when we were kids.

Kids in the housing estate all liked to hang out in groups of three or five, and we were no exception.

The cramped living conditions, while increasing friction between people, also brought us closer.

If we hadn't bumped into the same group of people every day, how could we have become friends?

How many people truly have a spiritual connection or become bosom friends after a chance encounter?

I remember saying the old-fashioned saying, "We don't ask to be born on the same day, month, and year, but we ask to die on the same day, month, and year," which is quite funny now.

Unfortunately, Zifeng moved away when we were in sixth grade, but he left behind that "sworn brotherhood agreement" written on wood-colored cardboard, which is still hidden under the same tree to this day.

Seeing the mooncake lid I dug out of the mud, Wenting exclaimed happily, "It really is…!" with the innocent look of a child who had found treasure.

I smiled and opened the lid, taking out the "sworn brotherhood agreement." "We do not ask to be born on the same day, month, and year, but we ask to die on the same day, month, and year..." The words were still clearly visible.

Seeing Wen Ting excitedly looking at the "oath" on the paper, I couldn't help but recall many past events, and slowly said, "Do you remember when you were eight years old, Zi Feng held your hand and said he wanted to marry you?"

Wen Ting thought for a moment and said, "Oh... at that time, I didn't know what marriage meant... Brother Xiao Qi even argued with Brother Zi Feng!"

I smiled and said, "But no one could have guessed that in the end, Wen Ting chose me, her brother..."

Wen Ting blushed and said, "Actually, I liked you back then, but I didn't dare to say it, afraid that Brother Zi Feng and Brother Xiao Qi would gang up on you."

I was slightly taken aback. So, Wen Ting liked me even before I liked her! This question I had never asked before was answered because of this past event.

"Then why did Wen Ting like me?" I asked curiously. Yes, I was extremely curious about this question.

Wenting looked at me, smiled, and said, "Because among all these boys, you're the most handsome, right?" Her clear, sweet voice made the statement sound incredibly pleasant.

Even though I never considered myself handsome, I couldn't help but believe it after hearing that!

At that moment, Wenting carefully folded the "pledge" and gently placed it back in the box. She whispered, "Has Zifeng written anything recently?"

I shook my head and said, "The last letter was two months ago. He said he's about to be sent abroad to study." I

was quite surprised when I read the letter. Studying abroad is incredibly expensive; it's unlikely Zifeng's family could afford it.

I placed the box back in the soil, about to bury it, when I suddenly asked, "Do you miss him, sister?"

Wenting nodded and said, "Of course! Of the three of you, Brother Zifeng loved me the most."

I had just finished piling up the soil when I heard this and stuck out my tongue, "Didn't your brother love you?"

Wenting, who had been squatting beside me, stood up, took my still muddy hand, and led me to a bench to sit down.

"Of course my brother loved me, it's just that he always forbade me to do this and that, which made me unhappy," she whispered, leaning on my shoulder.

A wave of discomfort washed over me, and I murmured, "Is that so..." So Wenting didn't like me staying by her side like this?

Wen Ting seemed to notice the change in my expression and said softly, "Brother, don't overthink it. Ever since I was old enough to understand, I've known that you're the one who truly loves me."

I smiled bitterly, "There are many people who truly love you, not just me..."

Wen Ting raised her head, faced me, and gazed at me, saying, "Having you love me is enough. I don't need anyone else to love me."

I stared into her eyes, feeling the affection in her words, and inhaling the girlish scent emanating from her. For a moment, I couldn't say anything, or perhaps nothing I said would be appropriate.

Suddenly, a thought struck me, and I whispered, "May I kiss you?"

Wen Ting's pretty face flushed, but she didn't speak, only closed her eyes. That was, of course, her consent.

I moved closer to her closed-eye face, once again admiring the perfect contours of her face up close.

My God! This beautiful girl in front of me was actually my sister, and had become my lover!

I reached out and gently wrapped my arm around her seemingly weak waist, lifted her up and placed her on my lap, and unceremoniously sealed her lips with mine.

Compared to last time, Wen Ting seemed a little flustered, but still tried her best to respond to my kiss.

The warm sensation washed over me again, completely melting me.

I could feel Wen Ting's body growing hotter, her heart pounding faster.

I suppressed the urge to explore her increasingly mature body, only gently caressing her slender waist and snow-white neck.

Actually, since that time Wen Ting offered herself to me, I hadn't kissed her again, not because I lacked courage, but because I was afraid things would get out of control.

Last time it was her impulse; this time it was mine.

Our lips parted, and I gently released her. After the kiss, Wen Ting's pretty face flushed red, her chest heaving, but her hands still clung tightly to me.

"Why do you always just kiss me a little?" Wen Ting asked shyly.

My heart immediately warmed upon hearing this, and I teased her, "Besides kissing you, what else can I do?"

Wen Ting's blush, which had been fading, rose again: "Like...like in the movies..." She looked up and saw my barely suppressed laughter, immediately understanding what I meant, and scolded, "Brother, you're so naughty!

Saying such embarrassing things to me."

With that, she broke free from my embrace, stood up, and ran.

She wasn't slow, but she was still some distance away from me, so I easily caught her, pulled her into my arms, and laughed, "I'm sorry, I misspoke..."

Wen Ting's face was still flushed, and she whispered, "Brother...it's so annoying...always teasing me..."

I sighed and said, "Brother is just thinking of you..."

Wen Ting recovered from her shyness and asked somewhat blankly, "Thinking of me...?"

I nodded and said, "Unless I think of a way to deal with all the problems, I absolutely cannot be too intimate with you."

Wen Ting asked anxiously, "What if you can't think of a way? Then...then...what will I do?" Her words were filled with a sense of desolation at the end.

I gently pulled her into my arms, soothing her with my hands.

Yes, Wenting was the person I loved most, and I was willing to give everything to have her, but... if it meant she had to face immense pressure and even be hurt because of me... I would rather... I would rather she find happiness with someone else, so let me sacrifice myself.

Thinking this, I resolutely said, "If... I really can't think of anything, then let someone else take my place..."

Tears welled up in Wenting's eyes, and she shook her head, saying, "No... it won't happen..."

I still held her, but dared not speak, afraid of saying something that would soften my heart. That feeling of forcibly suppressing my words was truly unbearable.

After a long while, I whispered, "Shall we go home now?" Wenting lowered her head and remained silent, but obediently followed me.

I suddenly felt something was amiss, and looked around, but saw no one else.

Wenting seemed to have heard something as well, and whispered, "There seems to be someone in the bushes over there."

Who could it be? If it were thugs seeking revenge, they wouldn't know this place, let alone anyone else.

I gestured for Wenting to stand, and then quietly moved closer to the clump of bushes.

What I saw immediately stunned me. The scene before me was a man and woman locked in

passionate embrace; the woman's clothes had been removed and were laid aside. She was at least twenty years old, quite voluptuous, and pretty, but certainly not as stunning as Wenting. This wasn't the first time I'd seen something like this, but never so close, never so clearly. Even so, I felt a surge of excitement. The man was desperately sucking and licking her nipples, while the woman breathed heavily and moaned softly. I could vaguely see the man's hand inside her skirt, caressing her, and her body trembled slightly. The man seemed extremely lustful; without sufficient foreplay, he pinned the woman down and removed her skirt. The woman, perhaps used to their affair, allowed him to do as he pleased until she was completely naked. The man then unzipped his pants and began moving on top of the woman. I had seen how sex was done in porn, but how could I miss such a close-up, live show? However, I still couldn't see her most exciting parts. "Oh..." The woman tried to suppress her moans, but they still escaped her lips. From this angle, I could only see the movement of her breasts. I thought to myself, if the woman were Wen Ting and the man were me, it would be even more exciting. "Brother~!" A voice suddenly rang in my ear, startling me. It was Wen Ting who had come over to see what was going on. "What's so interesting? You're so engrossed... Ah!" She had also seen the couple, and her face immediately turned red. I was shocked; what would happen if she heard? I quickly gestured for her to be quiet. But then I thought, if this couple dared to have sex here, what's the big deal if someone saw them? "Brother is a pervert!" Wen Ting whispered in my ear. Her breath tickled me. I kept staring at the spring scenery peeking through the bushes, thinking that any normal man would be able to see his fill in this situation, right? But with Wenting beside me, I felt embarrassed to keep peeking, so I turned my head away and whispered, "Let's go." Wenting stared at me for a moment, then suddenly laughed, "Brother, you still want to see, don't you?" How should I answer? Saying no was wrong, and saying no was also wrong. I could only say, "I'm hungry, I want to go home for dinner." Of course, this was a lie. Wenting lowered her head and said, "Brother, do you also want to... be like them..." The blush that had just faded from her cheeks rose again. My heart began to itch, and my head began to ache. Finally, I resolutely said, "Let's talk about it when we get home." I gently took her hand, and that's how we went back. I had just returned home when I received a strange phone call: "Hello~" A woman's voice answered, "Is this Mr. Zhang Wenhui?" I didn't answer directly, but simply asked, "Who are you?" The woman replied, "Come down to Yongfa Tea Restaurant now. I have something to tell you about your sister." I thought that as long as I checked the situation before showing myself, there shouldn't be any danger. I agreed, "Okay. I'll come down now." The woman didn't say anything more and hung up. I put down the phone, countless questions surging in my mind. Who was she? What would happen to Wenting? Wenting changed her clothes at this moment and asked, "Who was it?" I shook my head and said, "I don't know. I'm going out. You can stay at home." Wenting was slightly taken aback, but seeing my serious expression, she nodded in agreement. I smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll be back soon." With that, I closed the door and left. The restaurant in this housing estate was semi-open, with one side outdoors. I quietly moved closer to the restaurant and saw that there were only a few people inside. Two elderly people sat at one table, a family of three at another, and a woman in plain clothes sat on the other side. That must be her; could this be a trap? Finally, I sat down opposite the woman. Only then did I see her face clearly, and my heart skipped a beat. Before me sat a beautiful woman, about twenty years old. In terms of looks, she couldn't compare to Wen Ting, but her intelligent eyes and mature demeanor possessed a captivating charm. My intuition told me she meant me no harm, but why would such a beautiful woman approach me? I regained my composure and calmly asked, "You're the person from the phone call, right?" She nodded but didn't speak. I asked again, "Why did you call me down? What do you want to tell me?" The beautiful woman stared at me intently, smiled slightly, and said, "Do you know your sister is in a very dangerous situation right now?" Her voice was soft and melodious, but I had no time to pay attention to it. I asked curiously, "Very dangerous? Why do you say that?" She asked casually, "Have you heard of Chen Wei?" Chen Wei is the chairman of a high-end group with assets exceeding 100 billion. Of course I knew him, and I nodded slightly. She continued, "Then do you know that this person recently sent a team of dozens of people to investigate and abduct some beautiful young women in the city, intending to kidnap them for his entertainment?" I was taken aback and said, "The danger you're referring to is that this organization will kidnap Wen Ting?" In fact, whether what she said was true or false, I had no way of verifying it. She nodded, "That's exactly right." I asked curiously, "How does he even know what my sister looks like?" She explained, "Chen Wei is a naturally lecherous man. He sends people to investigate and collect information on girls from various places, and then sends others to lure these girls into his schemes using both soft and hard tactics." A thought struck me, and I asked, "Were you ever one of them?" Her face darkened, but she shook her head. My mind raced, and I guessed that she might have some connection with other victims, which would explain why she told me this. Of course, she could also be acting, but why would she go to so much trouble to deceive a middle school student like me? I asked, "Then why did you tell me this?" Her bright eyes darted around, and she said meaningfully, "Because I don't want to see your beloved sister being taken away!" My heart skipped a beat. She knew perfectly well about my forbidden love, yet she wouldn't back down an inch. "As a brother, of course I don't want my sister to get hurt. Oh, you haven't even told me your name yet!" She picked up her milk tea, took a sip, gently licked her lips, and smiled. "Would you believe anything I say?" I suddenly realized I was completely passive, yet drawn in by her alluring actions. Helplessly, I said, "Tell me about it..." She rested her chin on her hand, her eyes still fixed on me, and said thoughtfully, "You really don't seem like a seventeen-year-old boy at all... No wonder..." I was completely baffled by her words. This woman was really strange; the moment I saw her, I felt her words were believable.

She suddenly seemed to wake up, calling out, "Oh, I'm leaving now, I'll come back to find you. Hold out your hand~" A mischievous smile played on her lips at the end. I was bewildered, but still held out my hand. She took out a fountain pen and started writing on my hand.

"Alright~ This is what you wanted to know. Remember to call me if anything happens~ Be careful." And then she left.

A strange feeling welled up inside me. The way she spoke made her seem like my girlfriend. Oh, what was I thinking?

I examined the writing on my hand: Mai Jingyan, 6xxxxxxx. I smiled bitterly. Who knew if this was a real or fake phone number?

Then I thought, if what she said was true, how could I possibly stand up to someone as powerful as Chen Wei?

But I was used to protecting Wen Ting. No matter how audacious the other party was, I couldn't just go through the trouble of forcibly taking her away. The police, while not very efficient, weren't completely useless.

It seemed best not to make a fuss until I confirmed what this woman named Jingyan had said, lest Wen Ting live in constant fear.

I couldn't help but recall her words again. How could she seem to know so much about my affairs? "Hey! Boss

." Someone suddenly called out from behind me. I was startled; it was Xiao Qi. I had intended to tell Xiao Qi about Mai Jingyan, but I felt it was best to keep it a secret for now. So I asked, "What are you doing here?" Xiao Qi replied, "I'm here to buy some food for Jingyi. She's sick at home today, and her dad has to rush to work and can't take care of her, so I'm doing it for her." Hearing this, I smiled and said, "Your chance has come." Xiao Qi smiled knowingly. After laughing for a while, he became serious and said, "But I find myself really nervous about her, and I really enjoy seeing her." I patted his strong shoulder lightly and said, "Go on, don't keep her waiting." Xiao Qi hummed in agreement and said, "Why don't you come see her too?" I laughed and said, "Aren't you afraid I'll be a third wheel and prevent you from doing anything?" Xiao Qi chuckled and said, "Of course not, I'll just get rid of you when I need to make my move." I stuck out my tongue and said, "Well said, 'You're a womanizer...'" Before I finished speaking, he slipped into the shop at lightning speed and came back with a bag full of plastic boxes and discs. I asked in surprise, "How did you get here so fast?" Xiao Qi made a few hand gestures and said, "Have you forgotten I used to work as a waiter here? A hand gesture is all you need." I said, "Then let's go." It's really easy to find someone in the housing estate because most units have their wooden doors open, ignoring the stares of people outside; residents don't even close the doors when they're changing clothes, and I'm not sure if this is a "good thing." It took about fifteen minutes to reach Jingyi's house. Her place was in the "upper village," quite secluded, the opposite of our "lower village." Sometimes it was completely deserted there, while mine was incredibly noisy. When we arrived, we were shocked. Jingyi's house was a mess, furniture and belongings scattered everywhere, and Jingyi was nowhere to be seen. Without a word, he looked around, then said, both shocked and angry, "Jingyi has been taken away! Her blanket has been thrown on the ground!" Seeing his slightly reddened eyes, I calmly said, "Taking someone away in broad daylight, someone must have seen it. Let's ask the neighbors." We went from house to house, but unfortunately, these people were either deaf or blind. They hadn't noticed anyone forcibly taking Jingyi away. Humph! These neighbors were always so hesitant and timid, clearly afraid of getting into trouble. Finally, we managed to learn from an old man who knew Xiaoqi's father that several masked men were carrying a black cloth bag and heading towards the back mountain. Without a second thought, we headed straight for the back of the mountain. Our village was nestled against a mountain range to the west, while Jingyi's village, Shangcun, was located to the west of our village. We reached the foot of the mountain, and since there was only one staircase leading up, we followed the path for about forty minutes. Then, Xiaoqi said in a low voice, "This road branches off at several points; let's split up and search!" I walked for about ten minutes, and suddenly saw several figures hurrying away in the woods. I knew without a doubt that they were the culprits. This road was always deserted; who else could it be but them? As I quietly approached, I considered my options. Their strength was unknown, and while I wasn't easily defeated, fighting outnumbered was unwise. I desperately wanted to take them down, but I feared the opposite would be true. So, I decided to avoid the main targets and focus on one at a time, hoping to force them to reveal the others. These people seemed to be street thugs; they weren't particularly agile, but they were quite strong. I relentlessly pursued him, finally finding an opportunity to move behind the last one. I forcefully struck him on the back of the neck and dragged him aside. The others seemed to be in a great hurry, completely unaware that I had caught someone. I removed the mask from the unconscious man. Hmph! He looked alright, but inside he was a monster. I used the rope from my clothes to tie his hands and feet, and then a shrill scream came from afar. After pinpointing the location of the tree where the man was bound, I followed the sound and finally found Xiao Qi and the attacked Jing Yi under a large tree. From the moment I saw those bastards flee, I knew Jing Yi had met with misfortune. Her clothes were torn in two, her underwear was ripped, and there were traces of blood on the ground. Xiao Qi carried her to a nearby hospital, while I called the police, who arrested the perpetrator and took him to the station. The police officer in charge of taking statements seemed somewhat surprised by my unusual alertness and reaction when I apprehended the suspect, but he didn't question my words, which secretly relieved me. He said to me, "A colleague went there earlier; the iron gate showed obvious signs of being pried open, and the scene was deliberately sabotaged. It seems to be an act of revenge." A strong sense of guilt welled up inside me. If I hadn't been making enemies all along, if Xiao Qi hadn't helped me, perhaps… He paused and then said, "We will detain the suspect temporarily; he doesn't seem to be cooperating…" I angrily said, "This scum dares to be so arrogant!?" I thought to myself that if this weren't a police station, I would have already rushed in and subjected him to severe interrogation. He said calmly, "Therefore, we need the victim to come and identify the person… Hmm… Is she alright?" I frowned and asked, "Does she need to come and identify the person within forty-eight hours?" He flipped through a file and copied something, saying, "Hmm… Yes, this case will be treated as a rape and assault case, but we need witnesses before we can officially file a case." Is Jingyi alright? Thinking of this, I said, "Can I go now?" He nodded and said, "Yes." On the way, I called home to tell her I would be home late. When I returned to the hospital, Jingyi had been placed in a bed in the east wing. In this situation, Xiaoqi was calmer and more composed than I had imagined, holding the still sobbing Jingyi tightly and comforting her softly. I didn't know what to say for a moment, so I just asked, "Are you feeling better?" Jingyi still had tears in her eyes, but she nodded.

I know the emotional wounds are far more profound than the physical ones, but I also know there's nothing I can do. Let Xiaoqi handle this.

I whispered, "That guy's been taken to the police station."

Xiaoqi immediately looked up, and Jingyi stopped crying, staring blankly at me.

I sighed and said in a low voice, "Does Jingyi recognize him?"

Xiaoqi didn't speak, but her grip on Jingyi tightened.

Jingyi seemed stronger than I'd expected. She trembled, bit her lip, and nodded, but remembering her terrible experience, she couldn't help but cry again.

I checked her injuries; aside from a few bruises, she was otherwise unharmed, and my heart ached.

Xiaoqi gently said to Jingyi, "Get some rest, okay?"

Jingyi softly hummed in agreement, then said, "Stay with me, okay... I... I'm scared..."

Xiaoqi gently wiped away her tears and softly said, "I'll stay here with you tonight. I won't leave." Jingyi seemed relieved and slowly closed her eyes.

I whispered, "When can we be discharged? The police said they need someone to identify that guy."

Xiao Qi glanced at Jing Yi, his expression calm, and said, "The doctor said we need to stay for another day. There shouldn't be any problems tomorrow." Then, forcing a smile, he said, "You must be tired too. Wen Ting must be missing you terribly. Go ahead."

I sighed and said, "Xiao Qi... I'm sorry, if it weren't for me..."

He shook his head and said, "It's not your fault. I knew someone would come looking for us one day, but I never expected them to..." At the end, his left hand clenched into a fist, trembling slightly.

I patted his shoulder lightly and said, "Don't worry, we'll definitely find the killer."

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, his expression returning to calm, and whispered, "I'll stay here tonight. You go ahead."

I knew there was no point in staying any longer, so I went home alone.

I used to think that everything I did and thought was completely right. To protect Wen Ting, I deliberately made myself strong and ruthless, determined to defeat anyone who posed a threat to us. But in the end, like what happened today, what could I do? Even if I caught all the culprits, what then? The harm done to Jingyi is irreparable. What if… what if the same thing happened to Wenting…

“No! This is impossible!” I cried out in my heart.

At that moment, the suppressed emotions erupted like a torrent, and my mind went completely blank. Fear spread like a plague, and I ran home with all my might.

Wenting… I will never allow the same thing to happen to her.

In my panic, I forgot everything around me for a moment, and I couldn’t even feel my rapid heartbeat and breathing. I heard the wind whistling in my ears, and what I saw was an endless corridor. Dim lights passed overhead one by one, and cold iron gates stood on both sides.

Why does it feel like I can’t get out of this hellish place?! What is going on?!

Wenting, where are you… where are you…

I felt a wave of exhaustion wash over me, and I vaguely saw a door before collapsing to the ground.

Suddenly, my consciousness returned. I saw Wen Ting, being dragged away by several dark figures. I ran with all my might, but was thrown further and further away…

“Wen Ting… Wen Ting…!” I suddenly felt a wetness on my face. I opened my eyes abruptly, and Wen Ting’s face came into view, holding a towel in her hand.

“Brother… what’s wrong?”

I sat up abruptly and hugged her tightly. The warmth and fragrance of her body told me: this was not a dream, nor a hallucination.

“Brother… what happened?” Wen Ting’s soft voice rang in my ears.

I felt as if I had completely exhausted myself, but my mind gradually cleared. I let go of her, but still held her delicate little hand tightly.

“I think I just ran too hard and fainted…”

Yes, after leaving the hospital, I was supposed to take the bus, but because of my emotional outburst, I ran straight back, and ended up being late. It seems that my emotions are still too easily out of control, or… have I been suppressing them for too long?

She looked at me anxiously. "Yes, I suddenly heard someone running and falling outside the door, and then I heard you calling my name... so I helped you in." She then asked worriedly, "What happened after you went downstairs today? Why didn't you say a word when you called?"

It seemed the rape of Jingyi was too shocking; only then did I remember what Mai Jingyan had told her. So I told her about Jingyi's attack, omitting the details of Mai Jingyan's situation. Keeping things from my beloved younger sister was truly unbearable.

When she heard that Jingyi had been raped, her face changed, and she gripped my hand tightly, her voice trembling, "How is Sister Yi now?"

I said, "She needs to stay in the hospital for one night. Xiaoqi is with her; she should be fine." Sigh... Is she really alright?

I then told her the whole story of how they caught them. When she heard that someone had escaped, she exclaimed in surprise, "Will they come back?"

"Don't worry, they'll catch them soon," I said, though I was also wondering if the police could really catch the others. I didn't want to bring up Jingyi anymore; worrying was pointless. I changed the subject, saying, "What happened to Mom and Dad?"

Don't be surprised, I rarely mention my parents. They only ever beat and scolded Wenting and me. There was absolutely no affection between us. If it weren't for Wenting, I definitely would have run away from home. To me, they meant nothing except for providing living expenses.

Wenting leaned against me and whispered, "They went to the mainland. Mom gave me three thousand yuan before she left, saying they'd be gone for a month."

I sneered, "Just leaving like that, huh!"

Wenting continued, "I heard my uncle in the countryside is seriously ill and dying, so we're going to visit him..."

I said coldly, "Whatever the reason, as long as it doesn't bother me."

Wenting looked up at me, frowning, and said, "Don't say that..."

I gently stroked her hair and asked, "Wenting, tell me, have you ever experienced the warmth of a family?"

Wenting's expression darkened, and she shook her head.

I hugged her again and said softly, "It's alright, let me make it up to you, okay?"

"Mmm..." She hugged me tightly back.

A wave of emotion washed over me. If it weren't for my parents' coldness, if it weren't for the bullying from others, if it weren't for all of this, perhaps Wenting and I wouldn't have fallen in love. Perhaps Wenting's love was my way of making up for me, just like my love for her.

Thinking of this, I made a decision, a decision that could affect Wenting and my entire lives.

With practiced ease, I picked her up and gently placed her on the bed. Wenting thought I was going to put her to sleep and was protesting as she tried to get up when I pounced on her and pinned her down.

Wenting seemed to understand my intention, her pretty face flushed, and she said, "Brother...you..."

I gently kissed her rosy cheek and whispered, "I've made up my mind. I'm going to love Wenting for the rest of my life. Wenting, are you willing to accept it?"

Wenting froze, staring at me.

The world seemed to freeze for a moment, waiting for the girl before me to agree.

Village Boys, Chapter 1: Sibling Love, Section 5: Complete Love

At that moment, the outside world seemed detached from us; we felt as if we had entered a world just for the two of us.

Wen Ting stared directly at me, as if testing the seriousness of my words.

I looked at her quietly, waiting for her answer.

In her deep black eyes, I saw emotion and joy, but also worry and anxiety.

If it weren't for Jing Yi's matter, I might have hesitated further, because I know that desire is the hardest to control; once the first time, it's hard to stop.

But now, I'm so eager to possess Wen Ting—is it just a selfish excuse? Or have I lost confidence in myself?

I won't regret it, but I don't want Wen Ting to regret her own rash decision in the future.

Thinking of this, I said calmly, "If Wen Ting doesn't want to, that's fine. I know it's a bit hasty for you to make a decision so quickly..." As I spoke, I slowly stood up.

Wen Ting reached out and wrapped her arms around my neck, whispering, "It's not like that. I've already made up my mind, but..."

Feeling the intimate touch of our bodies against each other, I softly asked, "But what?"

Wen Ting still held me close, her beautiful eyes narrowing slightly, and said, "What if you fall for another girl in the future... then... what will I do?"

I laughed, "Silly girl, with you, how could I possibly like another girl?" This wasn't a lie; anyone who got a beauty like Wen Ting would surely settle down, right?

Wen Ting glared at me, saying, "Boys always say things like that, but in the end, you guys..."

I asked curiously, "Wen Ting, have you heard many boys say that?"

Wen Ting's face flushed again, and she scolded, "Don't change the subject, brother!"

I gazed at her, carefully examining her beautiful and innocent face, and calmly said, "Wen Ting, do you know?

In this world, you have become my only goal in life. Without Wen Ting, my life loses its meaning."

These were words from the bottom of my heart. In this situation, I revealed them to her without reservation.

Tears welled in Wen Ting's eyes, scattering like jewels in the dim light.

"Silly girl...why are you crying?" I gently kissed away her tears, only to find myself involuntarily shedding tears as well.

Wen Ting suddenly tightened her grip on my neck, kissing me deeply on the lips, her tongue flicking out and intertwining with mine.

Without restraint, I was no longer as restrained as before. One hand began to caress her slender waist, the other her full thighs.

This was the first time I had so freely touched her body.

So delicate, so exquisite, every inch of her skin was of perfect texture.

After a while, Wen Ting, perhaps tired of her mouth, released me, her chest heaving.

Wen Ting's eyes shone like stars and the moon in the night, gazing at me with burning love. I will never forget this moment.

She gently touched my face with her hand and said softly, "Me too. If it weren't for you, brother, I definitely wouldn't be able to survive..."

I held her hand and looked deeply into her eyes, saying, "So, Wenting, you've agreed to my request?"

Wenting chuckled, "Silly brother, do you still need to ask?"

She added, "How about we go to Mom and Dad's bed? It's bigger."

I hadn't expected her to suggest that, so I nodded slightly, picked her up, and carried her to my parents' room.

Wenting breathed softly in my arms, and her adorable appearance made me want to kiss her.

When we reached the bedside, Wenting gently struggled and lay down. I went to her side and lay down beside her, looking at her.

Wenting's cheeks were flushed, and she said shyly, "Brother, can you help me take off my clothes?"

She was wearing a button-down t-shirt and a skirt.

Of course, I couldn't refuse such a generous offer. With a mix of nervousness and excitement, I slowly unbuttoned her clothes.

I knew she didn't wear a bra when she slept, so I gently pulled her clothes open with both hands. Her upper body was completely exposed before me. Her

delicate pink neck, full and firm breasts, and slender waist complemented each other perfectly, forming a flawless feminine curve.

My hands worked together again, slowly pulling down her skirt, revealing her body completely to me.

Although I had always been by her side since she was little, at this moment I could truly feel that Wen Ting had really grown up.

Wen Ting suddenly asked, "Brother... am I beautiful?"

I couldn't help but recall that she always asked me this question whenever she tried on new clothes, and I laughed, "Wen Ting is more beautiful without clothes than with them!"

Wen Ting said with a slight reproach, "You're so annoying, brother, you didn't even answer my question seriously."

I immediately said seriously, "Beautiful, really beautiful..."

Wen Ting looked at her body shyly and whispered, "Brother, aren't you going to take off your clothes?"

Upon hearing this, I quickly took off my shirt and pants, leaving me in only my underwear, just like her.

As my body pressed against her warm body again, Wen Ting lowered her gaze and said, "Yesterday when you slept with me, your lower body... it was like this too."

Whether it was skill or incompetence, my lower body almost simultaneously became engorged and swollen upon seeing Wen Ting's naked body.

I said seriously, "That means my body is ready."

Wen Ting asked curiously, "Then how do I know if I'm ready?"

I gently patted her cheek and laughed, "You don't need to know, I know. The most important thing is not to be nervous, just relax."

Wen Ting asked suspiciously, "Why do you seem so clear-headed, brother? Do you have experience? You..." Her

tone was filled with jealousy at the end.

I quickly said, "Of course not... I... I saw it in porn."

Wen Ting giggled, "Do you watch porn every day, brother?"

I said a little embarrassedly, "Not really..."

Then I whispered, "Then... I'm going to start!"

Wen Ting hummed in agreement and closed her eyes.

I chuckled, "You don't need to close your eyes."

Wen Ting kept her eyes closed, pouting, "But I'm shy!..."

I didn't say anything more, gently kissing her lips, then her neck and shoulders.

This time, I used my mouth to feel the softness of her skin, inhaling her fragrance.

When my lips brushed against her breasts, her body trembled slightly.

I said softly, "Don't be so nervous, I won't hurt you."

"But...it feels so strange...when you kiss...my breasts..." Wen Ting said.

I reached out and gently stroked her breasts, asking, "Does it feel good?"

Wen Ting took a deep breath and said, "Mmm...but it's a little itchy..."

I lightly teased her pink nipples with my fingertips, and her body immediately twitched slightly. Ah, what a sensitive body.

I gently pinched her firm breast with one hand, then put her nipple in my mouth, licking it with my tongue.

"Mmm...so...itchy..." Wen Ting whispered.

I could feel her nipples engorged and dilated, and as my movements became more forceful, her reaction intensified.

"Oh...ah~~Brother...no...don't be so rough, okay...?" Wen Ting gasped.

I was startled and asked, "Did I hurt you, brother?"

Wen Ting's face flushed red as she gasped, "No...it's so itchy...I can't take it anymore...oh~~" My hands kneaded her nipples again.

Looking at her flushed cheeks, I said softly, "Time to take off your panties."

Wen Ting didn't answer, only nodded gently.

I reached out to her slender waist, gently grasped the elastic band at the edge, and slowly pulled it down.

Wen Ting's long legs trembled slightly with tension, which I could clearly feel as my hands slid along her delicate thighs. I placed her panties on the table beside the bed.

I reached out and bent her legs, then slowly spread them apart, gradually revealing the mysterious area between her legs.

At the base of her snow-white thighs, a pinkish jade groove appeared, with sparse hair distributed on it.

I felt a burning excitement in my chest and head, and for a moment I froze.

Wen Ting still had her eyes closed. Seeing my silence, she said, "Brother... what's wrong? Is it strange down there?"

I still gently pressed my hands on her thighs and laughed, "Of course not, it's just that it's so beautiful that I'm speechless!"

Wen Ting laughed at my words, easing the tense atmosphere that was about to erupt.

I moved my face closer to the most sensitive area of her body, my mind flashing through countless scenes of male actors giving oral sex to female characters in pornographic films.

Since it was Wen Ting's first time, I should make her orgasm first, which should lessen the pain of losing her virginity, right?

Her lower body seemed to sense my breath and asked in surprise, "What do you want, brother...?"

I said matter-of-factly, "Naturally, I'll do something to make Wen Ting feel comfortable and happy!" As I spoke, I extended my tongue and gently teased her tender and sensitive labia.

Wen Ting frowned slightly, her whole body tensed, and she squeezed my head between her thighs, panting, "Ah!~~ Brother...it's so itchy...don't...do this...oh~~" Although she said this, her cleft gradually became wet.

I held her snow-white jade legs with both hands, and my tongue broke into her lower body, gently moving around.

"Oh...Brother...it's...so itchy...ah~~" With soft moans, Wen Ting squeezed her legs even tighter, and her slender waist kept swaying, as if trying to avoid my teasing, or as if reacting to my movements.

Since I couldn't use my hands, I found the core of her jade cleft, and my tongue touched, teased, or circled her clitoris.

Being squeezed by her pair of plump and tender thighs actually felt quite comfortable.

"Brother...there...don't...ah...ah~~!" Wen Ting couldn't control herself, and her moans became louder, and her snow-white skin turned a light pink due to excitement.

Seeing her reaction, I teased her even more forcefully with my tongue, feeling the honey-like liquid seeping out continuously, my eyes focused on watching her climax.

"Ah... Brother... Oh... I... I think... I think I'm... coming... Ahhh..." Wen Ting's face showed an expression that was both pleasurable and painful, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, her body arching slightly, her vulva contracting, and her juices gushing out.

My tongue, already "exhausted," stopped, and I watched her.

After her climax, Wen Ting slowly opened her eyes, looking at me weakly, panting rapidly.

"You're so annoying... Brother, you're teasing me on purpose..." she said weakly, her chest heaving.

I stuck out my tongue and said, "Didn't you just squeeze me so tightly that I almost couldn't breathe?"

She was overwhelmed with shame, turning her face away and scolding, "Serves you right..."

I thought of her seductive manner just now, and felt incredibly excited. Lying down beside her, I gently rubbed her honey-scented genitals and smiled, "Are you uncomfortable?"

She gasped, "I don't know... Brother... are you... coming again?"

I stopped, leaned in and kissed her cheek, saying affectionately, "Now it really begins! Wen Ting, are you tired?"

Wen Ting shook her head, "I'm not tired... it's just... Brother, can you take it slow? I can't handle it if it's too fast."

I took off my underwear, revealing my already erect penis.

Wen Ting looked at it shyly; this wasn't the first time she'd seen my penis, but this time it was different.

I spoke in a tone like an educational video narrator, "I'll use this... penis to insert into your... vagina. Wen Ting, do you understand?"

Wen Ting chuckled, "Silly... I already knew~"

I said "Oh," and lay on top of her, saying, "Then I'm coming!"

"Hmm, but... Brother, don't move so fast..." Wen Ting closed her eyes again, her legs slightly parted.

As I pressed my penis against her wet opening, she let out a soft "hmm" and wrapped her arms around my neck.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes, looked at me intently, and whispered, "Brother... we can start now..."

I agreed, and with a slight thrust of my hips, the purplish-red head of my penis slid into her delicate crevice. A burning sensation and pleasure immediately shot through my lower body.

"Ah!!~~ Brother... it hurts... oh..." Wen Ting cried out. Her whole body tensed, her delicate brows furrowed, and I could almost feel the pain from her expression.

I gently moved my hips, letting the head of my penis slowly rub against the walls of her vagina. The powerful pressure and friction gave me an unprecedented pleasure.

"Is it better now?" I asked as I continued.

"Oh... much better..." Wen Ting's face relaxed, and she breathed heavily.

I slowly thrust in a little more, then suddenly felt an obstacle—Wen Ting's hymen, of course.

I stopped and looked at Wen Ting with a questioning gaze.

Wen Ting seemed to understand what was happening. She gazed at me, took a deep breath, and clasped my hands tightly, softly saying, "Brother... I... I'm ready..."

My heart was filled with a mixture of sweetness, excitement, gratitude, and love. I pressed my lips firmly against hers.

My hips suddenly thrust forward, breaking through all obstacles, symbolizing that I had obtained Wen Ting's precious virginity.

"Ugh!~~" Tears welled in Wen Ting's eyes amidst the intense pain, yet she still responded passionately to my kiss.

At that moment, I felt our bodies and souls unite simultaneously.

Was this "complete love"?

We found the answer in each other's eyes.

Our tongues intertwined, without teasing or skill, only love and passion. We were still united, but at that moment, every sense seemed to perceive only the other's sincere love and emotion.

Nothing between a man and a woman is more important than this.

After a long while, I reluctantly pulled away from her lips and whispered, "Does it still hurt?"

Wen Ting's eyes, like mine, were filled with happiness. She gently shook her head, her hands falling limply to her sides on the bed.

I withdrew my penis slightly, noticing a little blood mixed in with her fluids.

I softly asked, "Wen Ting, can we continue?" For me, although my desire was still burning, Wen Ting's feelings were more important than anything else.

A slight smile played on Wen Ting's lips as she softly said, "Brother, don't move so fast..." A surge of sweetness and excitement welled up inside me. I nodded

slightly and slowly resumed my thrusting motion. "Oh..." Wen Ting let out a soft moan, turning her head to the side, her eyes half-closed weakly. I watched Wen Ting's expression as I gradually increased the depth and speed of my thrusts. "Ohh ... Under this pressure, a surge of pleasure spread rapidly from my glans, my body went limp, and all my semen leaked into Wen Ting's vagina. We breathed heavily, holding each other tightly, enjoying the blissful feeling after our orgasm. "Wen Ting, today is your safe period, right?" I whispered. "Mmm...that's why I let you...inside..." Wen Ting said softly. I reached for some tissues and gently wiped away the semen that kept seeping from her genitals, saying somewhat embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I'll use a condom next time." Wen Ting rolled over, lying on top of me, gently stroking my chest, and said, "Actually, I...I don't mind having a child for you...but..." I threw away the tissues in my hand and said softly, "Can't we adopt one when we grow up?" Inwardly, I smiled bitterly. We were only seventeen and fourteen years old, yet we were already thinking about these things. Was it possible that everyone in the housing estate matured prematurely? A wave of exhaustion washed over me, and I whispered, "Wen Ting, would you like to sleep here tonight, or go back to our room?" Wen Ting looked at the stain on the bed, a mixture of semen, blood, and vaginal fluid, and whispered, "Let's go back to our room, it's dirty here." I readily agreed and picked her up, still completely naked, and we returned to the room. I put her down, my gaze involuntarily drawn to her beautiful body once more. My lower body began to stir again. Wen Ting looked at me and exclaimed in surprise, "Brother, you want it again so soon?" In truth, I was almost completely exhausted. I had been running around all day, and then made love with Wen Ting. Even someone made of iron wouldn't be able to keep up. I shook my head and chuckled, "It's just its will. This time, your older brother won't play along." Amidst Wen Ting's giggles, I lay down beside her and pulled her into my arms. Wenting suddenly leaned close and whispered earnestly in my ear, "Brother, can you promise me something?" I asked curiously, "What is it?" Wenting placed her hand on my face, her bright black eyes fixed on me, and said, word by word, "I won't allow you to like any other girl, not even one." I smiled slightly and said, "Didn't I say that if Zhang Wenting were to disappear one day, Zhang Wenhui would disappear with her?" Wenting said anxiously, "That doesn't mean you won't like other girls!" I wondered if women become jealous after having sex. But since Wenting insisted, I had no choice but to nod and say, "I promise." I noticed that Wenting's gaze was still fixed on me, and I asked somewhat strangely, "Good sister, what's wrong now?" Wenting lowered her gaze and said softly, "Who was the girl who called you today?" My heart trembled slightly. How did Wenting know? "Brother... were you planning to keep this from me from the beginning?" Wenting looked at me with resentment, her face showing hurt. I reached out and gently put my arm around her slender waist. Suddenly, I felt there was nothing left to hide, so I recounted everything the woman named Mai Jingyan had said, explaining why I had wanted to keep it from her. Wen Ting listened silently, her expression softening slightly. She asked, "Did she say she would contact you again?" I nodded. "She left me her phone number." Wen Ting glared at me, pouting. "Looks like she's got her eye on you too!" I reached out and pinched her cheek, laughing. "Then tell me, Wen Ting, how did you know she was the one contacting me?" Wen Ting seemed quite concerned about Mai Jingyan, staring at me. "Just before you came back, she called and said she had something important to discuss with you." Hmm… contacting me again so soon? What could it be this time? She then asked, "Is Mai Jingyan pretty?" I chuckled inwardly. Why do girls always compare themselves to others? I kissed her cheek and laughed, "Of course, I can't compare to my darling sister Wenting. Okay, go to sleep, okay? Tomorrow, Xiaoqi and I are taking Jingyi to meet her family." Wenting pouted, "Can I go too?" I thought it should be fine, right? I nodded in agreement. Wenting snuggled close to me and fell into a deep sleep. I stared at her adorable sleeping face, feeling another wave of emotion. My love with Wenting had finally taken this step, and her lifelong happiness would now rest on my shoulders. No matter what, I had to make sure she lived happily. I didn't want this love to become a regret in her life. Lost in thought, I unknowingly fell asleep. Chapter 1: Sibling Love, Section 6: Unforgettable Memories . I slowly opened my eyes and saw Wenting holding her head in her hands, admiring my sleeping face with great interest. "Brother... you're sleeping like a pig..." Wenting's sweet smile invigorated me. I stretched and said, "Sleeping is a blessing... oh..." Wenting pounced on me and kissed my lips. I put my arms around her waist, only then realizing she had changed her clothes. She gently moved her lips away, smiling, and said, "Good morning, brother." She whispered, "Brother Qi called this morning to say that Sister Yi is being discharged from the hospital and he wants you to pick them up." I looked up; it was already 11 a.m. I nodded, kneading her soft waist, and softly asked, "Does it still hurt?" I couldn't help but recall her alluring manner and passion from last night, and a surge of excitement rose within me. Wen Ting hummed in agreement, "It still hurts a little..." She glanced at me furtively, then lowered her head and asked, "Brother, do you want it again?" I stood up, pulling her close, and said seriously, "Wen Ting, you mustn't force yourself. Oh, is there breakfast?" Wen Ting nodded, "I made some pancakes this morning, would you like to try my cooking?" I knew cooking was Wen Ting's forte, and smiled, "Wen Ting's cooking can't be too bad." Wen Ting's cooking was indeed superb; every bite was incredibly delicious, and I naturally praised it highly. Wenting smiled sweetly at me, and I suddenly realized that I had rarely noticed Wenting's strengths; it seemed that I could only notice her beauty. Lost in thought, I noticed that Wenting had already finished washing the dishes.

I suddenly said, "Wen Ting, you shouldn't call me 'brother' in front of others anymore. It might cause problems."

Wen Ting sat down next to me, startled, and asked, "Why?"

I explained, "If others find out about our relationship, we'll be in trouble."

Wen Ting leaned against my shoulder and said, "Then what should I call 'brother'?"

I smiled and said, "Call me whatever you want, just not 'brother'."

Wen Ting chuckled and said, "Then... can I call you idiot, moron, or moron?"

I picked her up and let her sit on my lap, and said with a wry smile. "Whatever you want, Wenting!"

Wenting pressed her face against mine and said, "Then I'll call you Ah Hui in front of others!"

She kissed me on the cheek, stood up, and said, "I need to do my homework, don't bother me."

I laughed, "Didn't Wenting finish it last night? Why are you suddenly lazy?"

Wenting glared at me and said, "It's all my fault, brother. I was so worried last night that I couldn't even do my homework."

I raised my hands in surrender and said, "Okay, it's my fault."

Wenting nodded, gave me another smile, and then went to her room to study.

I turned on the computer, connected to the internet, and randomly clicked on web pages. Jingyi's story was prominently featured in the news.

When I saw some online articles, I had a strange feeling. These damn media outlets always seem to know more about things than we, the parties involved, as if they were the victims. Even the media is constantly deceiving the public. No wonder people don't trust each other, because their understanding of "facts" differs.

Suddenly, I saw a report about incest between siblings. Two lovers, after their affair was exposed, committed suicide by burning charcoal.

A surge of indignation welled up inside me. They were deeply in love, yet because of the gaze of others, they couldn't withstand the pressure and destroyed themselves. Were these people right?

Just like homosexuality, traditional society didn't accept homosexuals, but ultimately had to compromise, didn't it? Now, homosexuality is becoming increasingly common, and those who used to condemn homosexuality have fallen silent.

So, if siblings truly love each other, as long as they don't have children, what's wrong with that? Aside from close blood ties, they're still a man and a woman, what's the difference?

I shut down the computer, stood up, went to the door, and gently knocked, saying, "Wen Ting, may I come in?"

Wen Ting hummed in agreement. I gently opened the folding door and saw Wen Ting writing an essay.

I sat on the bed, quietly watching Wen Ting, one hand supporting her head, her face focused, admiring her profile.

She's only in her second year of middle school, but she gives the impression of a high school student diligently answering questions in a public exam hall.

Wenting suddenly turned her head, smiling at me, and said, "I'm writing about my brother."

I raised my eyebrows and asked, "What are you writing about me?"

Wenting stopped writing, sat on the edge of the bed like me, and handed me two sheets of paper filled with writing, smiling, "Take a look yourself."

Her compositions were always highly praised by her teachers, and with her elegant and beautiful handwriting, she always scored at least 70 or 80 points, something even I admired.

I read silently, while Wenting gazed at me, wanting to see my reaction.

The title of the article was "A Most Unforgettable Memory."

...

The content was roughly like this: I was frail and sickly from a young age, but my parents were always busy with work and often not home.

Whenever I was sick, I always relied on my brother's care. If angels exist in this world, then my brother is my guardian angel.

I remember when I was eleven years old, I caught a cold and developed a high fever. My brother took my temperature, and it was 40 degrees Celsius!

He whispered that he would take me to the hospital immediately, then carried me on his back, put on a raincoat, and went out.

That day was a typhoon signal number nine, and the trees were bent askew in the fierce wind. The main road to the hospital had collapsed due to a landslide, so my brother took a more difficult mountain path instead.

He held me tightly as we ran swiftly across the wet mud, large raindrops pelting down, making our raincoats patter. He kept telling me, "We're almost there." I felt weak all over and could only lean against his warm back.

The wind and rain raged outside, but I felt incredibly safe.

The mountain path was inherently rugged, but my brother deliberately walked softly, sparing me the pain of the bumps. I could hardly hear the wind and rain, only my brother's heavy breathing.

Then I fell asleep on his back.

I don't know how much time passed, but I woke up to my brother calling me.

I was lying in a hospital bed, and my brother was beside me.

He told me that because my temperature was too high, I had to stay in the hospital for a day.

Hearing that I would be alone in the hospital, I was frightened and cried out that I wanted to go home. My brother comforted me, saying he would stay with me.

With him by my side, I felt incredibly safe. I gently held his hand and quickly fell asleep again.

The next day, when we got home, my brother immediately started sneezing, and I laughed and moved away.

This time it was his turn to be sick, probably because he'd been caught in the rain for half a day.

When I half-forced him to lie down and rest, I whispered, "Brother, thank you."

He said, "I'm your brother..."

Yes... brother... thank you so much...

...

I folded the manuscript paper and put it in her binder, smiling, "So that was the most unforgettable time for you?"

Wenting nodded, "Because that time I felt that brother really valued me."

Actually, it wasn't hard for me to imagine that her most unforgettable memory was related to herself. From childhood to adulthood, we'd experienced and endured almost everything together; her childhood memories were probably my childhood memories too.

I laughed and said, "This... a guardian angel? I'm just a fairly responsible bodyguard, right?"

Wen Ting said, "Don't you think it's bad to write it like that, brother?"

I shook my head and said, "Of course not, your writing is better than mine!"

Wen Ting smiled sweetly and said, "Why are you suddenly being so modest, brother? Didn't you win a writing competition? Others haven't won one yet!"

I spread my hands and said, "It's just luck... the judges say you're good or bad, and my writing just happened to suit their taste, so I won the prize."

Wen Ting looked at me and said, "Then what is the most unforgettable thing for you, brother?"

Without thinking, I said, "Of course, it's what happened last night~"

Wen Ting's pretty face immediately turned red, and she scolded, "Brother is a pervert!"

I said seriously, "Wen Ting, don't you understand how important last night was to me?"

Wen Ting glared at me and said, "Is it because I gave you my body?"

“It’s not just that,” I said. “Because of what happened last night, our relationship has changed.”

Wen Ting asked curiously, “What relationship?”

I gently put my arm around her waist and said, “Yes, we’ve gone from being siblings to husband and wife.”

Wen Ting nestled in my arms and whispered, “But… I still want to be my brother’s sister.”

My gaze involuntarily fell on her

jade-like legs beneath her short skirt. Hearing her question, I exclaimed in surprise, "So, Wen Ting doesn't want to be my wife?" Wen Ting shook her head, "That's not it." Looking up at me, she said, "I want a brother who treats me like a sister, and a wife who loves me."

I smiled slightly, "But I only want to be Wen Ting's husband!"

Wen Ting asked curiously, "Why?"

I touched her snow-white thigh peeking out from under her skirt with one hand, and caressed her breasts through her clothes with the other, frankly saying, "A husband can be tender with his wife, but a brother can't touch his sister!"

"Mmm..." Wen Ting's cheeks flushed, her breathing became heavy, and she leaned against me, letting me indulge my desires.

Just as I was about to push her onto the bed, the phone rang, stopping me in time.

Wen Ting sat up, panting softly, straightening her disheveled clothes, and gave me a slightly reproachful look.

I smiled and winked at her, then picked up the phone and said, "Hello? Who is this?"

It was Xiao Qi's voice: "Hello? Is this Hui? Hasn't he arrived yet?"

I almost forgot my business because I couldn't control my lust, and said somewhat embarrassedly, "I'll be right there!"

Xiao Qi said, "Why don't you go directly to the police station? Jingyi can be discharged early today." He sounded quite energetic.

I said, "Okay, I understand. I'll go right away then." I said goodbye and hung up.

I quickly changed my pants and shirt, went back to my room, and asked Wen Ting, who was packing her bag, "Wen Ting, are you coming too?"

She nodded, then glared at me and said, "I need to change clothes..."

I chuckled, "What's the big deal? I've already seen everything."

"You lecherous pervert!" Wen Ting said coquettishly, pushing me out of the room and locking it before changing her clothes.

After waiting a moment, Wenting opened the door. Her long, chest-length hair was tied back in a ponytail, and she wore a t-shirt and jeans, which immediately caught my eye.

Wenting asked, "Does this look good?"

I happily replied, "It looks great! It

makes you look more mature." Wenting smiled; my praise clearly pleased her. Gently taking her

soft hand, we set off for the police station. When we arrived at the police station, Xiaoqi and Jingyi were already there. They both seemed to be in good spirits, except for Jingyi's slightly pale complexion. This relieved me. To be honest, I was a little afraid to see them looking distressed. It would make me very uncomfortable. Xiaoqi smiled when she saw Wenting and me, saying, "Brother Hui still needs to be urged three or four times!" I thought to myself that something must have happened to Xiaoqi and Jingyi, otherwise their mood wouldn't have improved so quickly. Wen Ting rolled her eyes at me and said, "Yeah, Ahui always does irrelevant things at crucial moments, so he's always late." This was naturally because I touched her earlier, causing us to be late. Xiao Qi chuckled, "Ahui?? It seems our Brother Hui is losing his standing, even Wen Ting calls him that?" I stuck out my tongue and said, "Starting to joke means Brother Xiao Qi is alright, which means I don't need to check on you anymore." I turned to Jing Yi and asked, "How are you? Feeling better?" Jing Yi looked at me and simply nodded. Wen Ting walked over, gently took Jing Yi's hand, and said with a sweet laugh, "Sister Yi, don't bother with that silly Ahui who doesn't know how to coax people..." The two went to the side and whispered. I was slightly taken aback; I never expected this girl to be so ruthless! Xiao Qi chuckled and patted my shoulder, saying, "What's wrong? Can't be my brother anymore?" I smiled wryly, "I just told her not to call me brother in front of others, I never expected this." Xiao Qi asked, "Are you afraid others will find out?" I nodded. Xiao Qi suddenly became serious and said, "I made a promise with Jingyi last night." It was the question I was about to ask, but Xiao Qi said it herself. Xiao Qi glanced at Jingyi, who was talking to Wenting, and said, "No matter what, I will take care of her for the rest of my life." I was immediately stunned, because I had said something similar last night. I said calmly, "Are you sure you can do it?" Xiao Qi shook her head and said, "Not at all, but I know I can't lose faith, and I can't let her lose faith in me." In fact, I myself wasn't very confident that I could make Wenting happy for life, and because of our sibling relationship, it was even more difficult than for Xiao Qi and Jingyi. The sibling relationship brought Wenting and me together, but it also became a heavy psychological burden after our union. Now it seems that Wenting and I can live happily for a while, but when we both enter society, the situation may be worse than we imagined. The moment I made my decision, I considered every possible problem and concluded that as long as our love was strong enough, we could overcome anything. So last night, I released my pent-up desires, took Wenting's body, and made a promise to her. Xiaoqi's words resonated deeply with me; I couldn't lose faith, and I couldn't let Wenting lose faith in me. Thinking this, I took a deep breath and said, "Yes, no matter how difficult it is, we can't lose faith." Xiaoqi smiled at me and said, "It seems something has happened between you two. Tell me!" I couldn't help but glance at Wenting as well. At this moment, she was no longer my sister, but my closest lover. I casually remarked, "I touched her last night." Xiao Qi immediately understood my meaning, but wasn't too surprised, only slightly taken aback, then laughed, "Just as I thought." I asked curiously, "You guessed it all along?" Xiao Qi smiled and pointed to her head, "Not hard to guess, right? You left so late last night, Wen Ting must have been missing you terribly. When she suddenly saw you come back, she got so excited that she..." I was both amused and exasperated, only shaking my head in response with a laugh. But indeed, if this hadn't happened, I might not have made up my mind so quickly. Xiao Qi looked at her watch and said, "Isn't it time to go in?" I nodded and called out, "Wen Ting, Jing Yi, let's go in!" The four of us went to the counter, and just as I was about to ask a question, a plainclothes policeman came over and said, "Are you the one who reported the case yesterday?" He then led me aside. I nodded and said, "Yes, I brought the victim." He said, "Someone has already come to identify her and take her statement. We just sent people to arrest the other accomplices—this was also a lead she provided." I was greatly surprised: Who is this? There's actually an eyewitness? That seems unlikely. I hurriedly asked, "Where is he now?" He said, "He left two hours ago. I don't know what happened after that." I almost couldn't help but ask: Why do you believe him? But in the end, I didn't ask. Xiao Qi then came over and asked, "What's wrong? Weren't you going to identify her?"

I frowned slightly and said, "A witness has already arrived and identified the person, but... who could this person be? There's only a dense forest and a path on the back mountain; how could there be a witness?"

Xiao Qi thought for a while, seemingly also clueless, and said, "Let's go back first. Jingyi is still very weak; I'll take her home to rest."

I nodded in agreement and asked, "Where's her father?"

Xiao Qi said, "He came after you left last night. I don't know how much effort it took to persuade him to go home first."

I said, "Then, you guys go ahead."

Xiao Qi asked curiously, "What about you? Is there anywhere else to go?"

Actually, I didn't know where I would take Wenting; I just didn't want to leave without doing anything and then have to go back.

I shrugged and said, "Maybe, I really rarely take her shopping."

Back at the entrance, Wenting asked in surprise, "Don't you need to recognize her anymore?"

I nodded and said, "Xiaoqi, take Jingyi home first, maybe we can contact each other later."

Xiaoqi knew I would consult him again, and nodded, "I understand."

A smile appeared on Jingyi's slightly pale face as she said, "Brother Hui, thank you."

I understood, of course, that she meant by personally risking her life to catch her, and nodded with a smile.

Xiaoqi took Jingyi's hand, said goodbye to us, and took Jingyi home.

After we watched the two leave, Wenting looked at me, covered her mouth, and laughed, "So, where does silly Ah Hui want to take her?" Her expression was charming and endearing, making it impossible to be angry.

I pinched her smooth cheek hard and asked, "Wen Ting, is there anywhere you want to go?"

Wen Ting tilted her head and thought for a moment, her long eyebrows slightly raised. Suddenly, as if remembering something, she exclaimed with delight, "How about going to Tsim Sha Tsui East? I heard the lights just came on!"

The "lights on" referred to the illuminated buildings in the eastern part of Tsim Sha Tsui, which are turned on around October and November each year.

The view of Victoria Harbour in Hong Kong is particularly beautiful during this period. Adding colorful lights to the already vibrant skyscrapers creates one of Hong Kong's most spectacular sights.

Wen Ting and I rarely had the opportunity to stroll around the city like this. Firstly, we didn't have the money; secondly, our parents never allowed us to come home late at night; and thirdly, our place was relatively remote, taking at least an hour to get to the city center. Therefore, we had never had the chance to appreciate these lights.

I glanced at my watch and chuckled, "It's only 1:30. We can have lunch and afternoon tea before the lights come on!"

Wen Ting gently shook my hand, pouting, "How about we go shopping first?"

I smiled slightly, "Okay, but aren't you hungry?"

Wen Ting shook her head, "I'm not hungry. Are you hungry, brother?"

I patted my stomach and sighed, "Just a little bit. Let's eat first, okay?"

Seeing my agreement, Wen Ting excitedly exclaimed, "Great! Where do you want to eat, brother?" Her innocent, childlike nature was on full display.

I pointed to the fast-food restaurant across the street, "Let's go there. It'll be easier to get there by public transport." Wen Ting nodded and followed me.

When we arrived at the restaurant, it wasn't crowded, and we easily found seats.

I asked, "Wen Ting, are you sure you don't want anything?"

Wen Ting looked at the menu next to the cashier and said, "How about we share one order?"

"So, what do you want to eat?" I already had an idea, but I wanted to ask Wen Ting first.

Wen Ting glared at me and said, "Then let's call it Baked Pork Chop Rice!" Ha, she really knew what I wanted to eat.

I smiled and said, "How about Baked Seafood Spaghetti with White Sauce?"

Wen Ting smiled too, but said, "But I'll only eat a few bites~"

I stood up and said, "If Wen Ting likes it, that's fine. It doesn't matter what I eat." I said and walked towards the cashier.

Modern fast food restaurants are really efficient. In less than two or three minutes, the food was in your hands.

I took the plate of spaghetti that looked pretty good and returned to my seat. When I handed the fork to Wen Ting, who was propping her head up with one hand, she shook her head and said, "I don't need a fork."

I asked in surprise, "How can you eat without a fork?"

Wen Ting said with a slight reproach, "Silly Ah Hui!"

I used the fork to mix the spaghetti and sauce, and then realized and said, "Miss Wen Ting wants to be fed, right?"

Wen Ting made a cute face at me and said with a coquettish hum, "Fine, don't feed me then! I'll eat by myself..." She said and reached for the fork.

I chuckled and held her hand, twirling a dozen strands of spaghetti with my fork and offering it to her mouth, saying, "Come on, open your mouth!"

Wen Ting glanced at me, opened her small mouth, and with a soft "Mmm," swallowed the spaghetti. Sauce from the spaghetti smeared her lips.

I picked up a tissue and gently wiped it away, laughing, "Look at you, your mouth is all messed up from eating spaghetti."

Wen Ting made a face at me, which reminded me of when I used to half-coax, half-entice her to eat as a child; she always did that.

"Was it good?" I asked.

Wen Ting nodded affirmatively and smiled sweetly, "Someone's feeding me!"

And so, Wen Ting took turns feeding me, and we quickly finished.

I glanced at the empty plate, then looked at Wen Ting curiously and asked, "Weren't you not hungry? How come you ate more than me?"

Wen Ting smiled slightly and said, "I don't know!"

Only then did I realize that many people around us were staring at Wen Ting and me, and I felt a surge of annoyance. I stood up and said, "Well... let's go."

We arrived at Tsim Sha Tsui East at five in the afternoon.

Wen Ting was quite excited, pulling me around and strolling through all the streets.

I'm not really interested in shopping, but Wen Ting liked it, so I had to accompany her.

Watching her little girl's excited expression was a form of entertainment and enjoyment.

In the evening, I took her to the waterfront in Tsim Sha Tsui East to admire the view of Victoria Harbour.

Wenting and I sat on a bench by the railing, gazing at the breathtaking night view. "It's so beautiful," I sighed.

I laughed, "Each of these buildings must have cost hundreds of millions, even billions. This view alone must have cost at least tens of billions!"

Wenting snuggled against my shoulder, playfully scolding, "Don't say such discouraging things, okay?"

I hugged her tightly, remaining silent.

While Wenting quietly absorbed the ever-changing colors of the scenery, I admired her face.

Strangely enough, Wenting and I didn't resemble our parents at all, yet we truly were their children.

Seeing me staring at her blankly, Wenting laughed, "Silly Ahui, why are you staring at me like that?"

I kissed her cheek, gazing at her, and said, "Because to me, Wenting is the most beautiful thing."

Even in the darkness, I could see a lovely blush rise on Wenting's face. A sudden surge of emotion overwhelmed me, and I embraced her, kissing her passionately.

Wenting seemed a little uncomfortable being intimate with me in public, making little "mmm" noises of protest.

I didn't dare to go too far, so I gently released her and said softly, "Let's go home, okay?"

Wen Ting, however, thought I had ulterior motives, and her face turned even redder. She scolded me softly, "Are all men this impatient?"

I smiled wryly, "I was just worried about the danger of going home too late!"

Wen Ting glanced at me, said nothing, but obediently followed me.

It was already 11 p.m. when we got home, and we realized we hadn't eaten dinner yet.

So I decided to go to the convenience store to buy some late-night snacks, and after telling Wen Ting to be careful around the house, I went out.

As I walked out of the convenience store with two plastic bags, someone suddenly tapped me on the shoulder from behind.

"Hey~!" I turned around in surprise, and it was Mai Jingyan.

Mai Jingyan was dressed casually, and compared to her previous attire, she now looked like a beautiful young girl.

I frowned and said, "Have you been following me?"

She stared intently at me and said casually, "Yes, I even knew you two were kissing by the sea!"

I thought to myself, "Help! What's this woman's purpose in watching me all this time?!"

As if reading my mind, Mai Jingyan said, "To be honest, I'm observing you on someone's orders, because you might be the person he's been looking for."

Who could this person be? Why would Mai Jingyan follow his orders?

I asked in surprise, "Who is he? Why is he looking for me?"

Mai Jingyan moved closer to me and whispered, "His identity is a secret. I can only tell you that we are both people who have been harmed by Chen Wei."

I believed her. A wealthy man like Chen Wei must have used countless despicable means to achieve his current success. He must have made countless enemies.

I said calmly, "Then what deep-seated hatred does Miss Mai have with Chen Wei?" This was crucial; it determined whether I should believe her.

If she was vague about this matter, then what she had said before was undoubtedly a string of lies.

Mai Jingyan looked up at me, her eyes slightly red, and said, "It's not convenient to talk here, how about we go to the park over there?"

I thought to myself that if I was fully on guard, it wouldn't be easy for her to ambush me, so I nodded slightly and followed her to a secluded park.

Mai Jingyan sat on a swing, and after a moment of silence, calmly said, "As early as three years ago, Chen Wei started sending people to find beautiful girls, and then using various methods to lure them into his clutches so he could have his way with their bodies."

My mind immediately flashed back to yesterday's events, and I nodded, "You already mentioned this yesterday."

Tears welled up in Mai Jingyan's eyes, and she bit her lip, saying, "It was around that time that his men found my sister. After my sister refused them, they forced themselves on her, kidnapping her when she was alone..."

I was stunned. Can the wealthy really be so lawless these days?

"Didn't you call the police?" I asked.

Mai Jingyan gripped the swing's chains tightly, her expression agitated. "Of course we did! But what good was it? Without evidence, they absolutely wouldn't accept the case."

I sat cross-legged beside her and said, "And then what happened to your sister..."

Mai Jingyan shook her head, her voice filled with sorrow. "I don't know. We couldn't even find her body."

I suddenly remembered that I seemed to have seen some news reports about missing persons, including one about a woman surnamed Mai. In that instant, I felt I completely believed her.

I sighed and said, "So, are you going to take revenge on Chen Wei now?"

Mai Jingyan gritted her teeth and said, "Yes, I'm going to kill him with my own hands."

I said calmly, "Just as you said, without evidence, how can you be sure it was Chen Wei's men who did it?"

Mai Jingyan looked at me with her tearful eyes filled with anger and said, "Don't you believe me?"

I shook my head and said, "I believe you. But without evidence, what right do you have to take revenge on him?"

Mai Jingyan closed her eyes, calmed down, and said, "I'll tell you about that later." She

stood up, a slight smile appearing on her bitter face, and said softly, "I'm sorry, I lost my temper just now."

I also stood up and chuckled, "If you had said just now... " "If you keep saying that, I probably won't believe you."

Mai Jingyan suddenly said, "Now you know who that 'witness' is, right?"

I hummed in agreement and said, "Looks like you're an expert at tracking down people, as if you know everything."

Mai Jingyan pouted and said, "Of course, that's why you can't shake me off."

I was taken aback and said, "What do you mean?"

Mai Jingyan lightly fiddled with her hair and said, "Then I'm leaving. Keep a close eye on your sister."

I couldn't help but ask, "You knew about me and my sister all along... but you..."

Mai Jingyan glared at me and said, "That person is just like you, with the same experience."

While I was still confused, she had already left.

Who exactly was that person?

(Chapter 1: Sibling Love, Section 8: Fear & Nightmare)

When I returned home, Wen Ting was sitting on the sofa with her legs bent and hugging a soft pillow.

To my surprise, she was staring at me with a strange look.

I put down the plastic bag and asked, startled, "What's wrong?"

Wen Ting rested her face on the soft pillow and asked, "Where did you go, brother? Why did it take you so long to come back?"

I sat down beside her and said frankly, "I saw Mai Jingyan again."

Wen Ting still stared at me, a little displeased, and said, "What did she want from you?"

I couldn't help but recall Mai Jingyan's tearful and pitiful appearance and sighed, "She told me some things about Chen Wei, and also, she was the one who went to the police station to identify the suspect today."

Wen Ting glanced at me, seemingly not interested in what Mai Jingyan had said, and said quietly, "Then why did you walk so far to talk?

It's so late, and you're just a man and a woman..."

I asked curiously, "How did you know?" This was really strange. Was Wen Ting following me too?

Wen Ting pouted, "Didn't you see it from the window?"

I realized what she meant and explained, "Because the topic we're discussing is rather sensitive, it's better to find a quiet place to talk."

Seeing her still looking dissatisfied, I laughed, "Wen Ting, are you jealous?" Ignoring her protests, I reached out and picked her up, carrying her to the dining table and placing her on my lap.

Wen Ting is petite, so I really enjoy having her sit in my lap.

"Let go of me!" Wen Ting struggled violently while I held her.

I didn't let her go, laughing, "Wen Ting, you haven't answered me yet, are you jealous?"

She still puffed out her cheeks, gave a soft snort, but didn't speak.

I kept one arm around her, while the other opened the rice balls and snacks I had bought.

I never consider a balanced diet or nutritional value when it comes to food; as long as it tastes good, that's enough.

"Come on! How about I feed Wen Ting as an apology?" I picked up her favorite salmon rice ball and fed it to her.

Wen Ting turned her face away and said coldly, "I won't eat!"

I smiled bitterly, "My dear sister, you've really wronged me! Mai Jingyan and I really didn't do anything!"

Wen Ting poked my forehead a few times with her finger, saying each word clearly, "What evidence do you have?"

I spread my hands, looking helpless, and said, "There wasn't even a ghost there, so what evidence could I possibly have?"

Wen Ting snatched the rice ball from my hand, grabbed a box of lemon tea, leaped up, and quickly slipped into the room, locking the door behind her. "Then I won't allow you to touch her for a week."

"A week? Are you going to suffocate your brother to death, my dear sister?" I exclaimed in surprise.

Wen Ting seemed to be enjoying her late-night snack, her small mouth slightly slurring, "Brother, aren't you supposed to be good at holding back? A week shouldn't be too hard for you, right?"

What... what does this mean...? I picked up a rice ball and took a few big bites, then went to the door and said, "Wen Ting, don't you need to

take a shower?" Wen Ting said, "Silly brother, don't you even know if I've showered or not?"

I slapped my forehead. Just now, when I was holding her, I didn't even notice she had changed her clothes? What a failure!

I quickly finished two rice balls and asked again, "Wen Ting, aren't you even brushing your teeth?"

After a moment of silence inside, Wen Ting suddenly said, "Brother, sit on the sofa now!"

I was completely confused and asked, "Why?"

Wen Ting commanded, "Just do as I say!"

I moved to the sofa and sat down, saying, "What now?"

Wen Ting said again, "Then you sit still and don't move."

I said "Oh," and then Wen Ting carefully opened the door and glanced at me.

"Don't be so serious, do you?" I stretched on the sofa and chuckled.

Wen Ting gave a coquettish snort and said, "Because I know you're a big pervert!" She then went to the bathroom.

I thought to myself, I never expected Wen Ting, who seemed so gentle and docile, to be so jealous. I hoped she wasn't really going to forbid me from touching her for a week.

Just then, I heard her rinsing her mouth from the bathroom, and then she came out with a towel.

Wen Ting liked to wash her face with hot water, so her cheeks were always flushed.

Seeing me staring at her, she said, "Remember, it's a week!"

I sighed, "Can't I even kiss her?"

Wen Ting shook her head and said, "No!" She then went into her room, leaving me all alone. This is terrible

…it seems she's serious…

"What if I find evidence?" I shouted.

Wen Ting's voice came back: "Only if you find it will it count!"

"Wen Ting, can you tell me what I did wrong?" I couldn't help but ask.

But she didn't answer, and the whole room fell silent.

With a feeling of utter dejection, I packed my things, brushed my teeth, and went to sleep in my parents' bed.

...

I opened my eyes and found myself in a place so bright it was blinding.

Where...where am I?

I walked through the space, my feet floating on air, yet I could clearly feel myself moving.

Suddenly, I stopped. I saw "myself."

Then, I saw Wenting leading someone to "myself."

I couldn't see the person's face, but I clearly saw the happy expression on Wenting's face as she held his hand.

What was happening?

Who was that person?

I seemed to see the person smiling, but it was all a blur of white light, completely obscuring their features.

A wave of pain surged through me, crashing against my mind.

Why was this happening? Had Wenting fallen for someone else?

I faintly heard "myself" speaking: "Wen Ting, you don't like me anymore?"

Wen Ting smiled sweetly and leaned against the person beside her, saying, "No, it's not that. I just think it's better if you're still my brother..."

I was stunned. Wasn't that what she had said before? "...I still want to be my brother's sister."

"Myself" asked nervously, "Why?"

Wen Ting glanced at "myself," then at the person beside her, and said, "That way I can have both a brother and a husband, two people loving me, isn't that better...?"

"Myself" glared at the person and shouted, "No...this won't do...!" She raised her fist to strike him.

The person smiled and dodged, pulling Wen Ting away, quickly disappearing.

I saw "myself" running, calling Wen Ting's name.

I also wanted to chase after Wen Ting and bring her back, but I was like a puppet, unable to do anything.

Finally, "myself" knelt down and cried.

Then, the surroundings turned into deathly darkness.

Only the sound of her grief-stricken cries remained.

Gone, everything was over

...

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