[Urban] Me and My Sister Wenwen (Complete) - 12

Chapter 59

I believe that for every brother in the world, his little sister will always be that adorable little girl from back then, so cute, always clinging to him and running around everywhere… Although I've heard that some little sisters become quite hateful as they grow up…

Late at night, when I have nothing to do, I often recall taking Wenwen out to play when she was little. I would only extend my index finger for her to hold in her little hand, and we would run around together. Occasionally, she would accidentally fall, and I would simply help her up, check if she was hurt, comfort her, and then take her to play again.

But today, Wenwen was hit by a car and is now like this. I will never forget it. Her body is injured, but my heart is shattered along with hers…

When I returned after paying the bill and getting the medicine, I saw that Wenwen's hospital bed was surrounded by a partition curtain, and several people were standing inside, looking very busy.

Seeing this scene, I felt a chill run down my spine again. I thought something had happened to Wenwen, or that her condition had worsened while I was away, so I rushed forward, lifted the curtain, and rushed inside.

Wenwen was sitting peacefully on the edge of the bed, looking at me, as were the doctor and two other nurses. They must have been working together to apply ointment to her left shoulder and secure it with a bandage, when they stopped when I suddenly rushed in. The curtain was pulled up because they needed to apply the ointment, so they had to remove her top, leaving her only in her bra, to prevent Wenwen from being exposed.

Wenwen's chin was covered with a thick layer of gauze; her wound must have been stitched up. I took a breath, made sure she was alright, handed the payment slip to the nurse, and obediently walked out, pulling the curtain back up to avoid them kicking me out.

A few minutes later, the doctor came out first, and then the nurse pulled the curtain back up from the inside.

Wenwen had her left arm in a sling, her hair was a little messy, and her cheeks were dirty from the fall. Her school uniform was back on, but her left shoulder was clearly bulging outwards, probably covered with a thick layer of ointment. From a distance, almost her entire upper body was covered in white bandages.

"Haha, Wenwen the Mummy."

I teased her, but Wenwen ignored me, only looking down at the bandage on her left arm, then touching the bandage on her chin with her right hand, as if confirming their presence, before looking at me wearily.

I remembered when she came home, her face was deathly pale, like it was covered in white powder, even her lips, but now the color was slowly returning, and her lips were rosy again, which made me breathe a sigh of relief, because I knew she was starting to get better.

"Are you tired? I'll carry you back on the motorcycle... Let's go home..."

I squatted down in front of the hospital bed she was sitting on, ready to carry her.

So Wenwen slowly leaned against my back, and I lifted her up by holding her legs.

It really took all my strength to stand up from that squat, and my legs were trembling slightly. At that time, I was wondering if the ointment on Wenwen's body was so heavy? How come she felt so light when I carried her into the hospital, but now she's so heavy? Later I realized that the power I felt earlier was the explosive force humans unleash in an emergency. No wonder I couldn't carry Wenwen properly now; I simply couldn't carry her to begin with…

But even if I couldn't carry her, I would still carry her like this forever, until the last day of my life, until the moment of eternal damnation, until the day heaven and earth separate us.

Slowly, I carried her out step by step, trying not to look strained, otherwise Wenwen would surely say she wanted to walk on her own out of concern for me.

"You're so good to your sister…"

the nurse said with a smile as she saw me carrying Wenwen in and out.

Normally, if I heard something like that, I would feel very guilty about my relationship with Wenwen and wouldn't know how to respond. But after the fear of Wenwen leaving this world, I didn't care about such things. I was only happy to know she would be alright, so I quickly blurted out:

"...Because Wenwen is the most important person to me, and the only one I deeply love…"

The nurse didn't show any disbelief at my words. I believe she must have thought that the love I spoke of was simply sibling love, without any deeper implications.

Even if she sensed something and looked at us strangely, I wouldn't be afraid.

Because this is my love for her, something I must do without regret, something I will never regret…

The sun had already set, and the streetlights were on, their glow from countless advertising signs dispelling the darkness.

Sitting on the motorcycle, because her left arm was in a sling, Wenwen couldn't fully lean against my back; she had to lean against me slightly through her left arm.

Because I was afraid the motorcycle's jolts would hurt her, I drove very slowly, avoiding all the bumps and potholes on the road.

“Wenwen?”

“…Hmm?”

“You almost scared me to death today, really scared me to death.”

“I'm sorry… I was scared too…”

“It's alright now, it's okay, it's good that you're alright, that's good…”

Not long after I finished speaking, Wenwen gently rested her forehead on my shoulder again, leaning against me.

“…What you said at the hospital just now…”

“What is it?”

I asked her, but Wenwen remained silent.

I initially thought she was tired and didn't want to talk much. Just then, Wenwen spoke again: "...Brother is also the most important person to me..."

In that instant, I felt a warmth in my heart, and all the empty corners were filled.

No feeling was sweeter than this moment.

"Wenwen...it's so good that you're okay, so good..."

I choked up again, my vision gradually blurring.

Only then did my heart feel truly liberated, thanking God that He hadn't taken Wenwen away from me, allowing her to continue to stay by my side.

"Wenwen, is there anything you want to eat? We can buy some for dinner."

Passing by the night market near my home, I asked with concern, but Wenwen only answered weakly: "I just want to go home and sleep..."

"Eat something before you sleep, it'll help you recover faster."

So I stopped by the potsticker shop, quickly bought a dozen or so, and took them home for dinner.

When I got home, the crowd that had been surrounding me with concern was nowhere to be seen, and the whole alley was deserted.

I squatted down in front of the motorcycle to carry her, but Wenwen said she felt stronger and could walk by herself, so I just stayed behind her, supporting her slightly.

Wenwen's schoolbag was still on the ground in front of the gate, untouched. I picked it up for her and accompanied her slowly up the stairs.

She climbed the stairs slowly, but unlike the Wenwen of the past, she seemed clumsy and weak, unlike the light and agile kitten she used to be. The car accident today must have really hurt her.

When we got home, she suddenly remembered to ask, "Brother, didn't you have to go to school today?"

"It's okay, I'll stay with you tonight."

After all, I couldn't leave her alone at school in this state.

She went into her room, and I put her schoolbag on the floor, turned on the light for her, and then helped her sit on the bed.

I took out some potstickers and opened them, and also got her chopsticks and soy sauce: "Eat some potstickers before you go to sleep, don't go on an empty stomach."

But Wenwen only ate one and then said she didn't want to eat anymore and wanted to sleep. So I put the potstickers away and asked her if she wanted to change her clothes before going to sleep, but she replied no, she would change when she took a shower tomorrow. From this, it was clear that she was really tired, otherwise, a clean girl like Wenwen would not go to sleep without showering and changing clothes.

I gently helped her lie down, pulled the blanket up to cover her, making sure no cold drafts got in, and said, "Rest well." I kissed her forehead, watched her close her eyes, then turned off the main light, leaving only the nightlight on before leaving her room.

I'd been through quite a bit myself, and wanted to take a shower, but after taking off my clothes in the bathroom, I noticed a lot of blood on my clothes, on the shoulder and chest where Wenwen had leaned. It must have been her blood when I hugged her downstairs.

Looking at those drops of blood reminded me of when I suddenly saw her downstairs, her pale face looking so pained and helpless, leaning against me…

Physical wounds will heal, but the pain I felt for her is something I can't easily forget. If Wenwen's condition today is truly divine punishment, why didn't it all fall on me, making me bear it all?

Of course, I have no answer, and I never will, but I'm even more certain that I must protect her more, cherish her, and never let her suffer the same pain again.

After quickly showering, I finished the rest of the dumplings, went back to my room, grabbed my pillow, blanket, and a few novels

, and returned to Wenwen's room. I carefully and silently turned the doorknob, went inside, and closed the door. Wenwen was already asleep. Afraid of waking her, I made a makeshift bed on the floor next to her bed, turned up the nightlight, and read a novel, ready to get up and take care of her if needed.

I noticed Wenwen wasn't sleeping well; she kept letting out unconscious, sad moans, but didn't wake up, then turned her head and went back to sleep.

It must be the pain from the wounds on her chin and shoulder. At first, I was worried, but this continued all night, even after I turned off the light and slept on the floor, so I stopped paying much attention.

That night, I slept fitfully, occasionally getting up to check on her before lying back down on the floor to continue sleeping.

Because the floor was really cold—spring hadn't fully arrived yet—I couldn't stand it anymore until around 2 a.m. Quietly, I climbed into Wenwen's bed, lifted her blanket, and carefully lay down beside her. Then I put my arms around her waist, feeling her calm breath.

It must have been my body heat that attracted her unconsciously, because soon Wenwen turned and snuggled into my arms like a kitten.

I was even more careful not to touch her injured shoulder, holding her tightly, hoping to convey all my warmth to her, so that she wouldn't suffer the torment of pain tonight, and could have a good dream...

Chapter 60

I vaguely felt something moving in my arms, so I opened my eyes.

Wenwen was looking at me with her watery eyes in my arms.

I didn't know how long she had been awake, but I, having just woken from a dream, always had a moment where I couldn't distinguish between reality and dream, so I didn't speak, but just gazed at her.

"...Good morning."

My beloved younger sister greeted me with a slightly shy "Good morning," which finally brought me to my senses.

"Are you feeling any better?"

"My jaw and shoulders still hurt a bit."

"The doctor gave me painkillers and anti-inflammatory medicine, I'll get them for you later."

Since Wenwen's room has no windows, I didn't know if it was daylight outside, so I turned the nightlight up to its brightest setting and looked at the clock. It was already past 7 a.m. She must have slept for twelve hours; yesterday's events had completely exhausted her.

"You were moaning in your sleep last night, were you in a lot of pain?"

"I didn't feel anything..."

Wenwen looked at me, which made me even more certain that she had been moaning instinctively from pain last night, which was why she hadn't woken up.

"Brother, you've been watching me the whole time, haven't you been sleeping?"

"I was sleeping on and off..."

Wenwen smiled faintly again, a slight tremor in her eyes.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable now?"

"I'm still a little tired..."

"Take a day off from school and rest, I'll call your teacher."

"...Brother, I need to go to the bathroom..."

Hearing her say she needed to go to the bathroom, I realized I was still holding her. No wonder she woke up first and couldn't go by herself, so I quickly let go and got out of bed.

"Do you want me to carry you?"

I asked her out of concern, assuming she would walk there herself. To my surprise, she smiled and replied, "Sure..."

Looking at her warm and trusting smile, I realized Wenwen wasn't incapable of walking to the bathroom; she just wanted to be affectionate.

Wenwen doesn't often act this way, but when she does, it's a real treat.

So, without a word, I squatted down by the bed, ready to carry her...

When she leaned against my back again, I felt an unbearable weight, and my legs began to tremble.

"...Can you carry me, brother?" She must have noticed, which is why she asked.

"Suddenly, I realize you're just like a kitten..."

"What kitten?"

"Round, chubby, and super heavy, like a coffee cat."

"Brother, that's so mean! I only weigh forty-something kilograms!"

Then the back of my head was smacked a few times by the little wildcat on my back, and I was completely defenseless.

"Okay! Okay! It's Wenwen, the little kitten! A slender and adorable little kitten!"

She finally settled back on my back, snuggling affectionately, "Meow~"

Wenwen went into the bathroom, and I went back to the hallway to make her a cup of sugar water to replenish her energy, and also to give her the medicine the doctor gave me. Still relying on your hands? How can that be pleasurable? Forum reputation guaranteed! 3D male masturbator anime virgin real-life sex toy, highly realistic genital shape! Inhaling and exhaling rhythmically, irresistible! Click to enter.

After vaguely hearing the toilet flush, I heard water flowing from the sink; she must have been brushing her teeth.

About ten minutes later, I heard the bathroom door open again.

She smiled and slowly walked towards me, taking the sugar water and pills I offered. "Brother, could you get me some plastic bags and paperclips?"

"What do you need them for?"

"I want to take a shower and wash my hair... I need to wrap the bandage in plastic bags..."

"No need for plastic bags, I'll wash your hair for you. Cover your chin with a dry towel, otherwise, if water accidentally seeps into your chin through the gaps in the plastic bags, the wound will get infected."

I had expected her to object and insist on washing herself, but she didn't. She just obediently put the pills in her mouth and sipped the sugar water I had prepared.

"Sugar water?" Wenwen asked with a hint of doubt after swallowing the water and pills.

“This can help you replenish your energy, otherwise you didn’t eat anything last night…”

Wenwen said sweetly, “It’s so sweet.”

“If you like it, I’ll make you another cup…”

“No need, drinking too much sweetness will cause cavities, and I still have to eat breakfast later.”

“Okay, see what you want to eat, I’ll go out and buy it for you.”

After Wenwen finished the sugar water in her cup and put the empty cup back on the table, I reached out to her, took my sister’s slender hand again, and wanted to lead her to the bathroom.

“Brother, wait, I need to go back to my room to get a change of clothes first.”

“Wait, I’ll get it for you. I’ll wash your hair first, and then you should soak your body in hot water. The warmer your body, the faster your injuries will heal.”

“But my shoulder has a bandage on it…”

"It's okay if your shoulder gets a little wet, it's just ointment, no external injury. Just make sure you cover your chin with a dry towel when I wash your hair later, so the towel can absorb any water running down."

Inside the bathroom, Wenwen didn't take off her blood-stained school uniform, nor did she need to change immediately.

I had her sit on a small plastic chair, and Wenwen covered her chin with the towel and leaned forward, resting her head on her knees.

I poured some shampoo on her head, added water, and began to gently wash her hair, careful not to aggravate her shoulder pain by rubbing too hard.

Wenwen's hair was very soft, like silk, and with the lather, the whole bathroom filled with the scent of shampoo.

This was also the first time I'd ever washed her hair…

“…Do you like girls with long hair, brother? They look so feminine.”

“You want to grow your hair long?”

“We're graduating in a little over a month, and the school won't care about our hair anymore.”

“Long hair is hard to wash, isn't it?”

“If you like long hair, brother, then I don't mind growing it long.”

At that moment, I suddenly felt something was off. Although I really liked Wenwen's coquettishness, she wasn't the type to be coquettish all the time; she'd never done this before…

Guessing, I vaguely knew I should ask for an answer.

“Wenwen, what's wrong?”

I asked her softly, but she didn't answer immediately, only responding after a while.

"It's nothing..."

"Tell me if something's wrong, don't keep it to yourself."

"...It's nothing...it's just that when I was hit by the car yesterday, I fell to the ground and it hurt so much, I thought I was going to die...I finally had the strength to stand up and walk back, and all I could think about was you...I could only think about you...I wanted to go back to you like this, I wanted to go home..." "Aren't

you afraid that you'll just walk home like that and find that I've already gone to school?"

"I'm not worried. Yesterday I kept telling myself that you would definitely be waiting for me at home, because I've always had that feeling, so I had to come back..."

Hearing her say that really touched me and warmed my heart.

Even after the pain and hurt she suffered yesterday, she still kept thinking about coming back to me, her heart only thinking of me…

“…Actually, brother was the same. I felt very uneasy yesterday afternoon, otherwise I would have gone to school by then.”

“Brother, you were really scared yesterday…I still remember what you looked like then…”

“Because when I saw you, Wenwen, I was almost scared to death.”

“I was also very scared at first, but when I came back to you and you held me, I wasn’t scared anymore, I felt very safe…”

I didn’t answer her, nor did I need to, I just carefully rinsed the soap suds off her hair with clean water.

“…Brother drove me to the hospital yesterday and carried me inside, and when you left you said those things, and you took care of me all night…I like you so much, brother…”

This was the first time I heard Wenwen say that she liked me, so I really couldn’t believe it at the time, I thought I had misheard…

“Wenwen…you…”

“…I’m sorry…Brother has always been so good to me, always, but I’m always so willful like a child…”

After she finished speaking, her shoulders began to tremble slightly, and she let out a soft sob.

“Brother, you’ve always been so good to me, but I’ve only ever thought about myself before, and I was too scared to admit that you’re the most important person to me… Brother, you’ve always been so good to me…”

No wonder she was willing to act all coquettish with me today. I believe what happened yesterday not only made me experience the fear that Wenwen might leave me forever, but also profoundly changed her.

“Okay, Wenwen, don’t cry. Protecting you is what your brother should do, and you’ve always thought of me and never been willful. If you cry, it will break my heart.”

She slowly raised her head, her cheeks still streaked with tears, and looked at me: “Brother, do you really love me?”

I squatted down in front of her, without a doubt. Even if Wenwen asked me to say it a thousand times, I would still be willing to tell her every word carefully.

“I love you, Wenwen, I will always love you.”

Wenwen immediately hugged me tightly with her right hand and lay in my arms…

I wanted to hug her back then, but I couldn’t, because I was afraid that hugging her like that would hurt her injured shoulder, so I could only let her hug me.

“I’ve always liked my brother too… I like him so much… I like him so much…”

God… I know I am a sinner and have no right to speak to you, so I have never asked you for anything, nor dared to plead with you for anything… But if you are willing to listen to the plea of a sinner, if there are truly miracles in the world, please let this memory accompany us, please let the light of heaven shine on Wenwen. Even if it means eternal torment in hell, even if it means forever bearing all sins, I have no fear… Loving someone needs no reason… True love is beyond fault… The fault lies in our being human, in having a heart, which causes us pain, which creates an unbreakable bond…

I gently placed my hand on her head and pressed my cheek against her still damp hairline.

Though her hairline was slightly damp, Wenwen's heart was warm…

“Two weeks ago, didn’t you tell me you wanted to marry me…?” I didn’t answer because we can’t get married, and I was also very scared then, which is why I didn’t answer… “

It doesn’t have to be a real marriage. As long as we can be together forever, that’s enough. I just want you by my side forever. Don’t you want to open your own coffee shop? We can go somewhere no one knows us, open the coffee shop of your dreams, and live together, grow up together, and become an old couple together…”

“…But what if I get pregnant again later?”

“I don’t know… But when we’re no longer children, maybe… maybe…”

Maybe we can have our own child?

A child who can grow up safely, free from the torment of inherited diseases from close relatives?

How can I explain to him that my parents are actually siblings?

Should I keep it a secret forever?

But how long can I keep it a secret?

And before we have children, can Wenwen and I really still be together?

Won't we separate because of the unbearable social and ethical pressure?

There's too much sadness that prevented me from speaking further. Wenwen also remained silent, not saying anything more…

With gain comes loss, an eternal truth of this world.

But if we choose to stay by each other's side, how much more must we lose?

All our family?

All our friends?

Perhaps we can never truly escape this past…

“What will happen to Dad and Mom? If we really want to be together in the future, will we have to abandon them and never contact them again?”

“When you're ready, if you're willing, you can tell them.”

“But Mom will be very angry and sad, right?”

“Yes…”

“Dad will want to kill us, right?”

“Your brother will protect you and won't let Dad hit you…”

Wenwen hugged me tighter, as if listening to my heartbeat, as if listening to the voice of my soul.

If she could truly hear me, I hoped I could always comfort her, tell her more about the love I kept in my heart, the love I didn't know how to express.

"From now on, whatever you want to do with me, I'll..." Wenwen didn't finish, nor did she need to. She simply pulled away from my embrace, her cheeks flushed, and looked up at me: "...but please think about me first, and about the baby in my belly if I get pregnant again, okay?"

"Yes, of course."

"Brother, I want to hear you say it again..."

"...I love you...I will always love you..."

Chapter 61

"Wenwen, can you see that?"

I pointed to the night sky above. She followed my gaze, staring at the countless stars.

"Look, the constellation that shines brightly in deep winter and early spring, Orion."

I don't know if she saw the star I pointed to, but I believe she did, not for any particular reason, but simply because we always have each other in our hearts.

Looking at her, in the dark night sky, her slightly glowing face was simply gazing at the starry sky, revealing boundless excitement and surprise.

The cloudless night sky above the mountain was beautiful, imbued with an indescribable spirituality and emotion.

People always love to gaze at the stars, perhaps because of the insignificance of humankind, which is all contained within them.

But I believe that something exists that transcends the boundless universe and time—love and emotion…

“…Brother, are they very far away?”

“Several hundred light-years.”

“Several hundred light-years…”

Wenwen sat beside me, looking at me with a mixture of confusion and understanding.

“The starlight we see now was emitted hundreds of years ago, traveling a long way through the universe before reaching us.”

“…To travel so far alone in the universe, it must be so lonely, right?”

“No, they are not lonely. Every star has another star accompanying it, like a couple, like us…” A

blush returned to her cheeks, and she smiled gently.

Wenwen, having just finished soaking in the hot springs, possessed an alluring charm that captivated me.

I held my sister even tighter, inhaling the scent of the hot spring emanating from her, feeling her genuine affection—the boundless warmth in the heart of my only wife…

A few hours earlier, on that weekend night, I had taken Wenwen to Yangmingshan early to soak in the hot springs, hoping to help her shoulder injury heal sooner. But perhaps due to the cold weather, there were many people

waiting to soak in the hot springs early in the morning. We sat side by side on the wooden bench outside the bathroom, holding each other's hands tightly, conveying all the unspoken emotions in our hearts.

Wenwen leaned on my shoulder, our intertwined fingers like the entanglements of our lives, unwilling to be separated.

The faint smell of sulfur, the splashing water, the laughter rising and falling, the steam rising from the wooden ceiling, and the people sitting around waiting for other baths—singles, couples, families—all immersed in their own worlds, no one giving Wenwen and me a second glance.

I nestled my cheek against her hair, trusting and relying on each other…

When the door opened, steam billowed out, and a happy family emerged. Soon, an elderly cleaning lady from the hot spring went in to clean, before letting Wenwen and me in.

A brother and sister played happily around their parents, just like Wenwen and I did when we were little.

Wenwen, with a face that held both childlike innocence and a touch of maturity and sexiness, watched them leave, then tightened her grip on my hand.

Wenwen asked softly, "Brother, were we like this when we were little?"

"You used to cry a lot back then..."

"Really?"

"Once you got lost at the night market, and everyone was frantically looking for you, but they couldn't find you. Finally, I found you hiding alone in a dark alleyway, crying." "

...I remember now..."

"When you got home, you were afraid of being scolded by Mom and Dad, so you hid in your room under the covers and started crying again, but actually, no one wanted to scold you."

"That was the only time, so it can't be said that I'm a crybaby."

"Really? Then tell me something embarrassing. When you wet the bed in the middle of the night, you cried because you were afraid of being scolded by Mom and Dad, waking me up—"

"Okay!! Don't say that!! It's embarrassing!!"

Wenwen laughed, pretending to hit me, but I quickly stopped her with a laugh. Just then, the cleaning lady came out of the bathroom.

She looked at Wenwen and me laughing and joking, and gave us a kind smile, as if to say that we had a good relationship.

I stood up, and Wenwen stood up with me.

When I handed the clothes from the bag to my sister, she looked at me with slight surprise…

“…Aren’t you coming in, brother?”

“That wouldn’t be right…I’ll wait in the other bathroom. You can soak in there slowly.”

I said this very seriously, but…

“…Brother has become such a gentleman…” Wenwen smiled and teased me, “…Has brother gone mad?”

“What are you talking about? I was just taking you for a bath.”

She smiled silently at me, then went in alone and closed the wooden door.

I sat back down in the chair, but suddenly felt strange, as if I should have gone in but hadn’t, so everyone around me was looking at me with suspicion.

But in fact, no one was looking at me; it was all because I felt guilty. I

sat there for less than a minute. Besides feeling guilty, sitting alone was really lonely and cold, and I didn’t know how long I would have to wait for the next bathroom, so I stood up again and knocked on the bathroom door as inconspicuously as possible.

"Wenwen...please open the door."

The door opened quickly, and Wenwen stood calmly inside, smiling at me as if to say, "I knew it..."

I went into the bathroom, and she closed and bolted the wooden door again. I then noticed that Wenwen had already taken off her seemingly heavy feather coat and hung it on the wall shelf.

Wenwen didn't say anything, but it made me feel really awkward.

"...Do you want me to unbutton your shirt?"

I asked her directly. Because her shoulders hurt and she couldn't lift them high, these past few days before Wenwen showered, I'd unbutton her top and loosen her bra clasp through her clothes before leaving the bathroom for her to shower alone. Like a married couple, we took care of each other, cared for each other, and put each other first...

But then it suddenly occurred to me that we were now in the same bathroom; how could she soak in the hot spring without taking off all her clothes?

Just as I was wondering what to do, Wenwen lowered her head shyly, smiled, and nodded, "Mmm..."

I unbuttoned her clothes one button at a time from top to bottom, and her white bra was faintly visible through the parted fabric.

She turned away shyly, and I began to feel for her bra clasp through her clothes, slowly unhooking it.

After loosening the bra strap, Wenwen began to slowly undress, leaving me completely at a loss.

But seeing Wenwen like this, I believed that from the beginning she had thought I wanted to go to the hot springs with her, so she had come with me prepared.

Thinking of this, I could only nervously begin to undress myself.

After I took off all my clothes, including my underwear, I started to feel a slight chill. Turning my head, I saw Wenwen, who was still facing away from me, had just taken off her top and was slowly taking off her bra.

"Does it hurt? Let me help you..."

She blushed and turned her head slightly to look at me, then stopped.

Because she couldn't raise her arms high, she simply stretched them forward and downward, and I quickly helped her take off her bra, revealing her full breasts.

She didn't immediately cover her chest as she used to, but her cheeks were still flushed with shyness.

Perhaps she thought that after that day, there was no need for us to hide anymore, so she just stood there quietly, looking at a certain part of my naked lower body for a few seconds, before starting to unbutton and unzip her skirt.

I was sure she could take off her skirt herself, so I left her side, walked naked to the empty bathtub, and started filling it with hot spring water.

Listening to the hot spring water rushing into the floor-standing bathtub, I went back to my bag and started taking out towels, soap, and a scrubbing cloth, while also taking the opportunity to take out and lay out the clothes I would be changing into later.

I went back to the edge of the floor-standing bathtub, squatted down, and tested the water temperature with my hand to make sure it wasn't too hot. Thinking that quite a while had passed, I turned to look at Wenwen, only to find that she was just taking off her skirt and putting it away, and was about to bend down to take off her underwear.

It seems that when a girl's hand is injured, it really is very inconvenient to move around, and taking off clothes while bathing can be quite troublesome.

Since I had nothing else to do, I moved closer, obtained her tacit consent, squatted down in front of her, and gently pulled her underwear down to the sides, slowly starting to pull it off.

Wenwen didn't resist or say anything, standing straight, her hands lightly resting on my shoulders, and when her underwear was down to her ankles, she lifted it up so I could take it off.

She was completely naked in front of me, and although she tried to act nonchalant, she couldn't help but show her shyness.

I broke the silence and had her sit on the stone floor. Then I splashed water on her body, picked up a towel and soap, and began to wash her back.

Washing her back, I felt the delicate smoothness of her youthful skin.

Her exposed white neck and shoulders, all the way down to her hips, looked so beautiful.

I couldn't help but steal glances from behind; her chest was incredibly alluring, rising and falling with her breath, perfectly full and of just the right size.

My penis, once again, uncontrollably swelled and stood erect.

I really wanted to cover it with a towel, but it felt too awkward, so I simply left it alone.

After all, this is a man's instinctive reaction; if I didn't react, I could be a saint.

But what if Wenwen saw this…?

Wenwen happened to turn around and smile at me at that moment, but she didn't look down, so she didn't notice my change and continued looking forward, happily talking as she had me wash her back.

I tried to stay calm and not think too much, but I remained arrogant, showing no sign of wanting to back down and rest.

To be honest, in some ways this is a sad state of affairs for men—the inability to control themselves, which can sometimes lead to very awkward situations…

After rinsing her back clean, I was about to use the excuse of washing her back again to buy myself some time to calm down, but Wenwen turned around first to get a brush from me, intending to wash her front herself. As she turned and reached for the brush, she naturally saw my erect penis.

Wenwen's face flushed slightly as she looked at it.

I didn't know how to respond, so I could only offer an awkward smile and remain silent.

She looked at me for a while, then turned her head back, completely turning her back to me again.

“…Did you bring one, brother?”

I knew she meant condoms. Wenwen must have anticipated that I would take the opportunity to have sex with her before leaving, which is why she could ask me so calmly now.

“I always keep a condom in my purse.”

“If you really want to…”

Although she said that, it reminded me even more of what she had said that night, asking me to think about her and the innocent child that might be born.

I know that if you use a condom, as long as it doesn't break and the semen leaks out, the girl doesn't need to worry about getting pregnant. But because Wenwen read that book, she's still afraid, which is why she rejected me so directly last time.

But then I thought about how it's been over a month since our last real sexual encounter. Counting from the day she agreed to have sex with me, we could practically be considered a couple who only have sex once a month. As for what happened two weeks ago, it's even more of a nightmare for me; I had to take care of it myself in the end.

I really want it. Unlike girls, men can have sex anytime. But thinking about this place, even though it's a closed public bathhouse, and I can hear other people around…

I struggled, but in the end, I succumbed to my desire: "Wenwen… it's been a month since I've really done it with you… I really want it…"

Faced with this kind of situation, I believe no man is a saint, nor can he be one.

I'm not a saint, I don't want to be a saint, I can't be a saint, and there are no saints in this world.

Only the dead have the right to call themselves saints…

I'm just a boy who wants to be with the girl I love.

If this request is wrong, I have nothing to say.

Most couples have sex once every three days, but I can only have it once in a long while, and I also have to bear the mental torment of being with my own sister. What can I say?

"Don't worry about getting pregnant… If you use a condom, as long as it doesn't break and the semen doesn't flow into your vagina, you can't get pregnant."

Wenwen hadn't spoken until finally nodding heavily. So I took a condom out of my purse.

I deliberately stood in front of her and put the condom on, letting Wenwen see that I had put it on properly, then thought about how to make love to her.

It was impossible to have her lie on the stone floor because of her shoulder injury, and the floor was cold; she might catch a cold if she lay there. So, after thinking it over, the only method I could think of was the one we used to do in the bathroom at home. So I led my sister into the floor bath filled with hot spring water. At first, she opened her eyes wide, thinking I was going to do it with her in the water, until I told her to sit on the stone floor by the bath, then Wenwen fully understood.

Her feet were soaking in the hot spring water, and she actively spread her legs to the sides, her hands on my shoulders, ready to receive my entry.

Standing in the hot spring water, I guided my penis over, and soon the tip was pressed against her vaginal opening.

I have to admit, I hadn't really thought about making love to her before, but everything felt so natural, and she didn't object...

"Wenwen, take a deep breath."

So, as she took the deep breath as I said, I began to insert myself into her vagina, then wrapped my arms around her waist.

As I entered, she frowned slightly; she must still feel some pain.

I quickly inserted myself all the way in, my lower body tightly joined to hers, feeling the pressure of her vagina.

Wenwen just looked at me shyly until I was fully inside her, then slowly hugged me, pressing close to my chest.

"Will it hurt a lot?"

She leaned on my shoulder and shook her head slightly.

"Whether it's your shoulder or there, if it hurts, you have to tell me, brother."

So I began to thrust, slowly, trying not to shake her shoulder and hurt her.

Listening to the conversations around me, I was reminded again of how I was secretly doing this unacceptable thing with my beloved sister in a public place, and I felt an unusual thrill and excitement.

My penis thrust deeper and deeper, as if trying to reach the deepest part of her soul, bringing me even more pleasure.

Again, fearing that her shoulder was actually hurting but she was enduring it for my sake, I asked her, "Does your shoulder hurt?"

Unexpectedly, Wenwen, who had been lying in my arms, said, "It's okay... because brother... is my husband..."

I was completely surprised that Wenwen would blurt out the word "husband."

She probably just wanted my approval, to find a way out for her conflicted feelings, but at least I knew that she was already willing to consider me her husband at that moment.

"Wenwen, you are also my wife..."

I was very moved and hugged her tightly from behind, not wanting her to leave my arms after that.

She is my sister, and also my beloved, eternal wife…

yes…forever…

until the day the world collapses…

Even more intense, as if to completely possess her, I entered and exited my own sister, my most beloved girl, and also my wife.

About ten minutes later, Wenwen's vagina began to contract. I knew her orgasm was approaching again, and since she didn't like orgasms, I stopped worrying about my own feelings and slowed down for her sake, wanting her orgasm to subside before continuing.

But she didn't speak, her hands just holding me tighter, letting out soft moans, making no attempt to stop me, so I didn't dare stop.

She was still suppressing the feeling of orgasm, her vagina contracting rhythmically and continuously.

I knew her waves were constantly crashing over her, but she just endured it. Then, she suddenly relaxed, no longer holding me tightly, lying back in my arms, panting softly.

"Wenwen…does it feel good?"

I asked her. She never answered before, but I believed she would answer me this time. Sure

enough, I felt her nod in my arms…

After several minutes, I was finally about to climax, so I silently inserted my penis deep into her vagina, waiting for that moment.

When I started to ejaculate, even though it was inside the condom, to be honest, it felt different compared to not wearing one. But even if it was very different, to avoid her getting pregnant, I had to get used to it sooner or later…

Wenwen must have known about my ejaculation, she must have felt it, but she didn't react, probably because she was too weak to react after her orgasm.

At that time, I didn't know if it was safe to leave the semen inside her vagina after ejaculating in the condom, so I decisively pulled my penis out of her vagina, but kept my upper body still so she could lie down.

Although I felt really tired after orgasming and ejaculating, I still started to use my hands to feel and remove the condom.

Because it was already full of semen, it wasn't difficult to remove.

At this moment, Wenwen stopped hugging me and left my arms.

“Wife, your face is all red.”

That was my first sentence, and I deliberately called her wife.

"Husband, you too..."

She smiled and answered me, her cheeks flushed, looking every bit the shy bride.

Looking at the bag full of thick, white semen at the bottom, I tied a knot at the beginning.

"Are you still afraid of getting pregnant?"

She didn't answer, just smiled at me.

"Look, all my semen is here, not a single drop went into your vagina, so don't worry."

She looked at it for a moment, then looked away shyly and replied, "Mmm..."

I then tossed the bag of semen into the nearby bin, which was already filled with trash, and carefully helped her out of the bath. We picked up soap and a towel and continued washing each other's bodies and hair with a loving, marital bond, feeling indescribably happy.

Finally, as we soaked in the warm hot spring water, Wenwen was completely nestled against me, and I wrapped my arms around her waist in the water.

After making love, we clung together in the hot spring, breathing slowly. I didn't want the day to end like this; I truly wanted this happiness to last forever…

But we couldn't stay here forever, and it was time to leave. So I decided to take her to a special place…

“Wenwen?” I called softly, and she looked up at me. “Want to see the stars? I know a place on the mountain where you can see the entire night sky… It’s beautiful…”

“A place you want to go… I’d go too…”

So, after we left the hot spring, I took her to see the stars.

On this night when we truly became husband and wife in our hearts,

let the eternal starry sky shine upon us…

Chapter 62

It sounds a bit silly, but for the first few days, I would hide at the scene of the car accident when Wenwen was hit, trying to catch the culprit who dared to hit my sister’s lover and wife.

Of course, I wasn’t alone. Besides my love and care for Wenwen, I had a baseball bat and a craft knife with me, ready to punish my target at any time.

I didn’t know what kind of car it was, what color it was, or what the driver looked like, but I was still determined to stay there. Because if I were lucky enough to run into her, it wouldn't have been a waste of my time.

But thinking about it calmly, I realized it was impossible. Every car that passed by seemed perfectly normal; I couldn't possibly stop and question them all. Plus, the person who caused the accident was probably from out of town on a business trip, making it even less likely I'd run into them.

So after a few attempts, I simply gave up and treated it as an unsolved mystery…

For two weeks, Wenwen's chin was always covered with a thick layer of gauze, and she had to go back to the hospital every two or three days to have the gauze changed. I heard the nurses say the wound was healing perfectly, with hardly any trace.

When the time came, I took Wenwen to the hospital to remove the stitches from her chin. The nurse skillfully removed them all in just a few minutes and quickly sent her home.

Wenwen complained that it was hot and painful when the stitches were removed, but I asked her to look up so I

could see the wound for a while. There were indeed some traces, but they weren't very noticeable, and since it was on the inside of her chin, it was almost as if there were no traces at all.

"Brother, did you see any marks?"

"Yes..."

"Will they be very obvious?"

"So cute..."

"What?"

Hearing my words, Wenwen was momentarily dazed.

"Wenwen's expression is so cute... Every time I see it, I can't help but want to kiss and hug her."

Whenever I say this, Wenwen always blushes and smiles, replying, "I'm not a little animal!" and becomes even cuter and prettier...

"It's Wenwen the little kitten, isn't she a cute little animal?"

"Are there any marks or not?!"

Wenwen asked me, laughing and angry at the same time, and pretended to hit me.

"It's just a little bit! Why are you turning into a fierce wild cat again?"

"Who told you to keep talking nonsense, brother?"

Then she affectionately took my arm, and we left the hospital together amidst laughter.

Although Wenwen's hand isn't fully healed yet, she can at least raise it to body level, and it doesn't hurt too much anymore. Now it's just a matter of waiting for her to recover on her own.

It's truly wonderful to have her by my side, every single moment we spend together makes me feel that life is so good to have her. We can weather any storm together…

I remember one night, or one of the nights around that time, when I went to school, Wenwen received a call from her grandmother saying she was going back to the southern countryside that weekend to help her great-grandfather collect "gold," and would be back Sunday night.

In other words, she was helping my parents' and my parents' parents collect "gold."

When I came back from school, Wenwen told me she was still a little confused about what "collecting gold" meant. Luckily, Wenwen had asked on the phone, and I learned that it meant opening a coffin and collecting bones.

Grandpa had passed away a long time ago, and my grandmother, who was left behind, wasn't close to Wenwen and me, and she didn't talk to my parents much either. Because Grandma didn't like my and Wenwen's mother, and despite her best efforts to stop it, my father still decided to marry my mother, she hadn't contacted our family unless it was something important. It was my maternal grandmother who took care of us... Now that we were going to collect gold, and my parents were in a factory in Southeast Asia, it became clear that Wenwen and I had to go down there in their place.

"Did you say you were going down with us?"

"Grandma wants us to go down by ourselves; she'll go down a couple of days earlier."

"Where will you stay?"

I asked, and Wenwen answered me with some confusion, "At my uncle's house in the countryside, I guess?"

That Friday night, I skipped school and took Wenwen to Taipei Main Station to catch the train after school.

Wenwen hadn't ridden the train many times, so she was very excited, watching the occasional cityscape appear outside the dark window.

As for me, I started sleeping as soon as I got on the train. Every time I fell asleep, Wenwen would shake me awake and nag me about how I loved to sleep, falling asleep as soon as I got on the train, and she would try to talk to me.

Honestly, I really think there's nothing scenic about taking the train at night. Plus, for some reason, I just feel sleepy as soon as I get on a train, so the four or five hours of this exhaustion-inducing experience with Wenwen was almost torture.

Since my hometown is in the far south, we didn't arrive at our destination until 11 pm, and I painfully made my way to the station in this half-asleep state…

I carried the bag containing our clothes and Wenwen's changes of clothes out of the train station, looking at the deserted streets. Most of the shops were closed, with only taxis waiting to make money and other passing vehicles.

I looked for a public phone booth and called my uncle, asking him to pick up Wenwen from the train station. But for some reason, no one answered the phone; I kept calling on and off for half an hour without a response. We were sure we had told my uncle we would be coming down tonight, so he should be waiting for us, but for some reason, no one was answering the phone. We

could have just taken a taxi to my uncle's house, but we really didn't know his address, and thus we were temporarily at a loss.

"Brother… what should we do…?" Wenwen asked worriedly, clinging to me.

Not knowing what to do, I suddenly thought of something and prepared for the worst: "I have a few thousand yuan on me, how much do you have?"

"A few thousand yuan too..."

"Okay, let's take a taxi to the hotel where I used to stay with Mom and Dad, we'll stay there tonight."

"Do you know where that hotel is?"

"I remember the name of the hotel, the taxi driver should know."

So we got into a taxi waiting for passengers outside the station, told him the name of the hotel, and the driver took us there.

Along the way, many things that happened back then, things I had forgotten, inexplicably resurfaced in my mind.

Finding gold... It's been almost ten years without me realizing it...

Because I was very curious about sex when I was a child, I could say that I played forbidden games with my sister Wenwen every night.

But after my mother made me sleep in a separate room from Wenwen, I could say that I no longer had the opportunity to do that with her at home, and could only secretly watch porn on the fourth channel at midnight to satisfy myself.

That happened not long after I started sleeping in a separate room from Wenwen. My great-grandfather passed away at the age of nearly ninety, and my parents took Wenwen and me back to the countryside for the funeral, which gave me a rare opportunity.

After having breakfast early in the morning and buying lunch and drinks for me and Wenwen, my parents said that it was okay for us children not to attend the funeral today. They left Wenwen and me in the hotel room, telling me to lock the door and stay in the room with my sister to play, watch TV, or sleep, and not to go out.

To be honest, even if they told me to go out, I wouldn't dare. Besides, it was an unfamiliar place; where could a child like me go?

The huge room was empty except for my sister Wenwen and me. At first, Wenwen and I played a pillow fight, hitting each other with pillows, and we had a lot of fun. After we got tired of playing, we wanted to watch TV, but there were no cartoons, and we couldn't understand the movies on Channel 4, so we wanted to sleep again.

I think I fell asleep first, and then Wenwen turned off the TV and slept with me.

I remember when I woke up, it was only a little after 2 a.m. The sunlight streaming in through the window was quite bright; the room was fine even without the lights on.

I saw Wenwen sleeping beside me, but because of her sleeping posture, her short skirt was pulled up to her chest, her legs were spread apart, revealing her panties with animal patterns.

Seeing this made me nervous and aroused again. After all, it had been quite a while since I'd seen her genitals since we started sleeping in separate rooms. Even if I had seen them before, it was always in dim lighting, not as clearly as now. So, I started wanting to play those forbidden games with my sister again.

But because I was afraid she would resist after a while, I decided not to wake her and try to sneak a peek at her genitals first, since we'd mostly touched more than seen before…

I gently nudged her a few times, but Wenwen was still fast asleep and didn't seem to want to wake up. I carefully pulled up and spread her panties to her buttocks, revealing her entire genitals.

Wenwen was only about six years old at the time, still a complete little girl, so I could only see a line. Plus, her legs were spread open, making it easier for me to spread them apart with my hands.

But I didn't act immediately because I hadn't played with her for a while, and I'd become timid. I was afraid that if I played such a taboo game with her and she found out, she would tell her parents.

So I lay back down next to her, looking at Wenwen's innocent sleeping face, my heart pounding, my mind a mess, not knowing what to do.

My penis had already woken up and naturally hardened and grew larger. I reached into my pants and grasped it, trying to control myself, but instead, I let my feelings get even more out of control.

I called her again, but she still didn't respond, which made me decide that if something really happened, I would find a way to lie to her.

I crawled onto the bed and slowly came between her legs, looking at the cleft of her vulva. To me, still a child, it was like the Grand Canyon, full of wild, mysterious allure.

My eyes were fixed on it, and finally, I couldn't resist reaching out my hands and carefully spreading her labia apart.

There were two holes, one in front, the urethra, and one behind, the vagina.

I stared at my sister's vaginal opening for several minutes, not daring to touch it with my hands, afraid of hurting or injuring her.

Finally, unable to resist the temptation any longer, and wanting to test it inside her vagina, I pulled down my underwear from my pants leg, took out my erect penis, measured the size of the glans with my finger, and gently parted my sister's labia again to compare it to her vaginal opening.

My initial thought was that if the size was about right, I would just boldly insert it, but after comparing, I discovered that my glans was about twice the size of her vaginal opening.

This meant that to insert it, I would have to force it in, and she would definitely notice…

I was really discouraged at the time, realizing I couldn't have sex with her. But even if we couldn't have sex, I had my penis out now, and like before, it was okay to just pretend to play those forbidden games, at least it would feel something, and we hadn't done it since we separated rooms. So I lay on top of my sister, supporting myself with my hands so I wouldn't press down on her, and moved my penis towards her vulva.

When the head of my penis touched her vulva, I looked down and used my hand to control the direction, trying to make it press against her vaginal opening and enjoy the feeling.

Just when I felt like I had touched her vaginal opening, I let go, and to my horror, I found my sister staring at me with curious eyes. I

was really scared; I hadn't even noticed when she woke up, and I was lying on top of her like this, with the head of my penis pressing against her vaginal opening...

I looked at her, and she looked at me silently.

I don't know how long this silence lasted, but she didn't say anything, just looked at me with curiosity and innocence, occasionally glancing up at the part of her lower body that I was pressing against.

I finally calmed down, and since she didn't scream or react negatively, I figured I might as well just go all the way in…

A little clumsy, I steeled myself, bracing my hands on the bed and thrusting my legs upwards with all my might…

“Brother?! We’re here!”

Lost in memories of nearly ten years ago, I was suddenly jolted awake by Wenwen’s voice.

After hurriedly paying the driver, Wenwen and I got out of the car, realizing we were indeed back at the entrance of this familiar hotel…

“Brother, what’s wrong? You’ve been spacing out…”

Wenwen looked at me, asking with concern.

“Wenwen… do you remember?”

I couldn’t help but give Wenwen, who was no longer the child she once was, but my wife’s sister, a strange smile…

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