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[Sister] Chapter 3 

Chapter Three: Fate
I told my sister everything, except for what happened with Mom and my sister. My sister
sighed with some disappointment, "Sigh, she's so young and already out of school, what will she do in the future?"
Although my sister wasn't very willing, there was no other way now. But this time, my sister offered to
move in with me; I knew she was worried about me. We just needed to move to a slightly bigger house,
at least big enough for two beds. Even so, I was still very happy, at least I could be with my sister every day
.
There was only about a meter between my sister's and my bed, separated by a curtain. The room was still
small, but thanks to my sister's tidying, it was very clean and cozy. My sister continued to go to school and work
, and I continued to work as a waitress, but I no longer let Mom and my sister come to my house. Sometimes she would call me
to her place to do *that*, and I felt like a sex slave.
Being with my sister is always fun, but I get off work very late, and she's already asleep when I get home
. I never disturb her, nor do I ask her to hold me to sleep like I used to, even though I really want to. I know I'm
grown up now, and I can do *that* kind of thing. Occasionally, I'll sneak a peek at her showering, but I can only see a
blurry silhouette. The bathroom glass is frosted, and she always keeps the door tightly closed.
I don't know why I want to peek at her. Maybe it's because she's my sister, and she's a woman too. Watching her is just
my curiosity about women, I've given myself an excuse. But I just
don't have any interest in the girls at nightclubs, and I'm getting annoyed with that madam sister of mine.
Beijing summers are unusually hot, and our little room has no air conditioning; it's like a sauna. It's another sweltering
day. I got home from work at 2 a.m., and I still didn't turn on the light, afraid of waking her. I tiptoed
to take a shower, then, using my phone as a light, I groped my way to my bed. I slipped,
thankfully not falling, but I accidentally pulled down the curtain separating me and my sister.
I quickly reached to hang it up, but it was too dark; the phone light wasn't enough. I had to turn on the light,
hoping my sister wouldn't wake up.
The light came on, and I turned around. My sister was still asleep. She was sleeping soundly. I walked to where the curtain had been,
very close to my sister. I really couldn't control myself from looking at her; my heart was pounding.
My sister was only wearing underwear, a very pretty kind. The bra was small, only covering a third of her breasts. Her
breasts rose and fell with her breath; they were white, high and firm, like two small snow-capped mountains. Her panties
were just a thin layer of gauze with lace trim, and I could vaguely see a few sparse pubic hairs neatly arranged above
her vulva. Below that, I couldn't see anything; the area covering her labia was quite thick, only a
rough outline was visible, slightly protruding, with a thin slit stretched across the middle by her panties.
I stared intently at my sister, my penis hardening.
I quickly drew the curtains and turned off the light, but lying in bed, I couldn't fall asleep. That night, I
masturbated, pointing in my sister's direction.
The next day, my sister left early. When I woke up, there was a towel on me; I knew it must have been my sister
who covered me. But when I lifted the towel, I felt a pang of shame. I wasn't dressed;
my sister must have passed by while washing up. My penis must have been covered by her; she didn't want to see it.
After that, I would unconsciously lift the curtain to peek at my sister, but I never had the thought of pouncing on her
. In my eyes, she was so pure, beautiful, and inviolable, like a goddess.
Time flowed by, and I felt myself becoming increasingly inseparable from my sister. My dependence on her had surpassed that on my mother
. I missed her when I couldn't see her. I don't know what love feels like, but
this is probably what it feels like to fall in love with someone. I'm sure I love my sister, but I don't know if I should, whether it's familial love or
romantic love.
My sister's twenty-second birthday was coming up, and I carefully prepared a ring for her. I thought she
would definitely like it, though she might say I was wasting money. I know my sister loves me. I didn't go to work that day; I wanted to wait for my sister to come home and
surprise her. I cooked all the food myself and even prepared a bottle of red wine. I sat at home, slowly waiting for
my sister to come home, but she came back very late, around ten o'clock.
The door opened, and my sister's face was full of joy, perhaps because she saw me at home.
"Sister, you're finally back! Do you know what day it is today?" I thought she was too busy and had forgotten
her birthday.
"Of course! Today is my birthday! I didn't dare tell you, afraid you'd waste money buying me things, hehe
." Just as I expected.
"Haha, but I still remember! Look, I made this especially for you. Come and try it!" I called
to my sister.
"Hmm, even though I'm stuffed, it's my little brother's cooking, so I'll eat as much as I can, haha, dinner's ready
!" My sister's laughter was as melodious as a bell, so bright and cheerful.
"Stuffed? Have you eaten?" I asked, annoyed.
My sister didn't answer, a strange expression flashing across her face, a mixture of shyness and joy.
Since she wouldn't say, I wouldn't ask. I was going to give her the first gift I'd ever given her;
I loved seeing her happy.
"Sister, close your eyes."
"Why!"
"Hurry up, stop nagging."
My sister closed her eyes. "Give me your hand."
"Okay."
My sister's fingers were white and slender, like carved jade. I quickly pulled out a ring I'd kept in my pocket for a long time, still
warm from my body, and slipped it onto my sister's finger. But then I noticed another ring, sparkling on her finger
. I felt time stand still, the air seemed to freeze. I was certain my sister wouldn't spend money like this on herself; she
was frugal and simple. The ring caused me a pang of heartache.
My sister opened her eyes, almost jumping for joy. "Haha, it's so beautiful, just as beautiful as this one
!" She was as happy as a child; I'd never seen her so happy. She even forgot to complain about my wasteful spending.
My sister's smile was so radiant, like an innocent child. My intuition told me she might be in love.
I'd seen the expressions of girls in love on TV, just like my sister's. My heart was in turmoil; I didn't know whether to be
happy with her or sad alone.
My sister had a happy birthday; she was another year older, but I felt much older myself…
A complex I couldn't describe, whether it was affection or selfishness, I started following her. I had plenty
of time during the day.
My sister worked at an advertising company, but she didn't always work there. She often brought a lot of
stuff home and worked for long periods in front of the computer. I didn't understand any of this. But I knew there must be men at her company
, men pursuing her. My guess proved correct; I found the man.
When my sister came out of the company, a man was carrying her things. As she was getting into her car,
he kissed her cheek. My sister smiled sweetly, her eyes full of happiness.
The man was handsome, with long hair, tall, and a striking face, like a celebrity on TV
.
That day I drank, I drank too much, and it was raining. My sister was still waiting for me at home, but I felt
a loneliness I had never felt before. Tears mingled with the rain, silently streaming down my cheeks. I didn't know why I was crying.
The music store was playing Zhang Chu's song: "Sister, I want to go home, hold my hand, I'm a little tired..."
I really wanted to go home. Making money didn't seem important to me anymore. I couldn't change reality. My sister would eventually
fall in love, eventually get married, while I was destined to be alone. My sister wasn't mine; she belonged to herself, she had her own
happiness. There was nothing here worth my lingering for except my sister. Now my sister didn't belong to me anymore. I should leave
, for my sister's happiness, and to escape this place that made me so sad.
On the table at home, I left a letter for my sister, telling her I was leaving, wishing her eternal happiness, and that her brother
would always love her.
I stood in front of my sister's company for a long time. My sister was inside. I wanted to see her one last time, just
one last look from afar.
I don't know how much time passed, but my sister didn't appear. Instead, the man who had taken her away from me showed up,
chatting with another man. They glanced at me as they passed by. I really wanted to kill him,
but that was my sister's lover, the one she loved.
They were laughing and joking.
"Brother Wang, congratulations! You're awesome!" It was the other man speaking.
"It's nothing, a piece of cake, haha!" It was that Brother Wang, my enemy.
"That girl isn't easy to win over, how did you manage to get her?" The girl she was talking about must be
my sister.
"Because she's a good person." Brother Wang was praising himself, but I hoped he was telling the truth.
"Stop messing around, it's because she's got a big thing, hahaha." I really wanted to punch that guy.
"Whether she's got a big thing or not, she'll find out soon enough, hehe, don't rush it."
"Oh dear, looks like it hasn't happened yet, that's not like you
. You've ruined all the girls in our company, haven't you?"
"This one's different, she's pure and innocent, you can't rush things." I was glad I made the right decision to come and see my sister
. I listened to them.
"Yeah, that girl's pretty innocent. If you hadn't made your move first, I would have tried to sleep with her too.
There aren't many girls like that these days."
"You're thinking about her too? Aren't you afraid of your wife? Haha!"
"If you're not afraid, then I am!"
Good heavens, he's already married! That was close. Looks like I really saved my sister this time.
"Hey, seriously, when are you planning to do it? How about we both do it together? I guarantee she'll be ecstatic
, hahahahaha." He was laughing so hard he was almost dying.
"No way, I went through so much trouble. I'll give it to you after I'm done, so you won't get attached to me, hehe."
"Really? It's a deal. But if I do it after you're done, will I still feel anything? Your dick is so big,
it'll stretch my hole out."
"You fuck my ass, hahahahaha, hahahaha."
I hid behind a tree, picked up two bricks and threw them. Amid their cursing, I ran away and
ran home in one breath. Thank God, it's fate that I shouldn't leave my sister.

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