Chapter 45

Are there angels in the world?

Some people think there is, some people think there is no...

I don't need to consider whether there are angels in the world,

Because Wenwen is my only goddess...

It is indescribable to fall in love with someone.

Just like in winter, it is wrapped in a warm quilt to block all the cold winds outside.

In those days, everything was so beautiful, just like in a fairy tale, the prince and the princess will live a happy and happy life forever.

But such a warm time was temporarily broken by accident...

Just after that Christmas Eve, the Chinese New Year was over again. Suddenly one day, after I got home from school, Wenwen asked me to come to her room.

elder brother!Look at this...

She smiled shyly and gave me a letter folded from the letter paper, and the slight fragrance drifted away.

When I saw this letter, the joy in my heart was really hard to describe.

The love letter she wants to give me is also the first time Wenwen has written a love letter to me.

I don't know what is written in it yet, but I believe that every word in it must be full of her warmth, her sincerity, her true feelings...

I took the letter with emotion and looked at Wenwen. She still faced me with a warm smile.

After all, no one would read love letters in front of each other. In order to avoid embarrassment from each other, I planned to take the love letter back to my room and read it. Unexpectedly, she called me: Brother, where are you going?

At that time, I was a little confused. I took her letter and went back to my room to read it, or where would I go?

I took it back to my room to see.

┅┅Can't you watch it here?

I was embarrassed by her request for it so generously.

So I stood in front of her and slowly opened the love letter.

Another fragrance came to my nose, followed by the cute patterns on the edge of the letter paper, and then I saw the words written on it...

Bright, clean and generous words...

But isn't this Wenwen's name Ah?!

Suddenly, I felt very bad...

Wenwen?What's this?A love letter someone wrote to milk?

For Ah, the first time a boy wrote a love letter to me.

Suddenly, I felt very uncomfortable.

It's really the girl you like, and you're showing off your love letters.

What's more, Wenwen is my sister, she is beautiful, gentle and introverted, so it's no wonder that a boy will chase her.

I had known for a long time that this day might come, but I had always chosen to ignore it and was unwilling to face it, just like this, it would not happen, and Wenwen would stay by my side forever.

But when this moment comes, I can only remain silent and my heart is filled with bitterness.

If Wenwen told me that she had promised to date that boy, what should I do?

Accept the fact that she has lost?

After all, the incompetent love between brother and sister will never be accepted by society.

I felt once again that I was so powerless, unable to have her forever.

Such fear reminded me of my nightmare that night. I dreamed that she was about to get married. I was powerless to stop it, and I could only suffer all the ruthless ridicule...

Everyone has a most painful place in their hearts, a private place that they don’t want to touch the least.

And this is my most fear...

Seeing that I was silent like this, the smile on my face couldn't help but disappear.

Maybe she thought I had been generous and tolerant of her since before, so she thought it would be okay to show me the love letter, and wanted to share with me the joy of being chased by a boy for the first time.

I handed the love letter back to her speechlessly, and then I turned around and left her room without saying a word.

After all, what else can I say?

The graceful one said, "Wenwen congratulations on her breasts, there are boys chasing her."'or 'What does milk mean?!'Go back to scolding?

After all, I know that no matter what sentence I say, I can't say it, and it's not what I want to say.

I went into my room and turned on the light.

Wenwen, who noticed that she had done something wrong, also followed me nervously.

Brother...?

I didn't respond to her, but just put my schoolbag on the floor and started taking off my coat and having the scarf she bought me.

Brother...?Are you angry?

No.

At that time, I almost didn't think about it, and I responded directly to her.

But I know, and she also knows what I really feel in my heart.

I don't lie because I'm afraid and jealous, so I start to try to escape with anger.

┅┅┅┅Don’t be angry anymore, I’m sorry, she told me calmly at that time that not only did not make me feel better, but it made me even more angry. I really felt that she seemed to have done it on purpose.

People just want to let you see Ah too.

What do you want me to say?Congratulations to a boy chasing her breasts?Wishing you all the happiness in the future?

I blurted out the words without thinking, which made the last smile on her face disappear, and I couldn't respond for a long time, and it made me even more annoyed my frivolous words.

After hanging my coat and scarf onto the hanger, I felt a little guilty and walked past her, and walked to the back balcony to get clean clothes to prepare for a shower.

At this time, she really began to get anxious, as if she had never expected me to react like this.

Brother, I just don’t like that boy, so I want to show it to you!

Wenwen was as if she was hurt because of my attitude towards her, and wanted to explain to me quickly.

But her reaction made me even more uncomfortable... As if the more she explained, the more I felt that she was getting further and further away from me.

Does that breast like boys’ love letters, so will he hide them and read them by himself?

We looked at each other for a while, and Wenwen couldn't believe that I could say such hurtful words, but just looked at me silently.

But her reaction made me, who was both afraid and jealous and angry at that time, unbearable.

Can't say it?How many love letters did the milk receive before?

None!

At this time, Wenwen was anxious to clarify with me that she had never received any other love letters...

But this is actually not what I want to say. Afterwards, I don’t know why at this time, I was so verbal and kept hurting her and myself?

Maybe I just hope to use this to make myself feel better, maybe I just hope that she can also experience my pain, and maybe...

Wenwen, who do you think I am?What should we have now?Have you ever thought about it?

She had no response after being asked by me for a long time, and she would definitely not be able to respond.

Seeing the love letter from my breasts will only make me angry!Can I take a shower?

Then, I decided not to pay attention to her for the time being, so I went into the bathroom, closed the door in front of her, took off the dirty clothes, opened a crack in the door slightly, and threw it into the basket next to the door without looking at her, and closed the door again...

Because Wenwen waited until I took a shower and took off her dirty clothes at night before washing them, so I heard the sound of her picking up the basket, and opened the top cover of the washing machine, throwing the clothes in one by one.

Slowly, I heard a soft sob from outside the door, and every sound hit my heart hard until the automatic switch of the washing machine was turned on and I could never hear it again.

I know Wenwen is having a bad time, but I was the same at that time.

Perhaps our flesh has been united, but our hearts have never been stable.

I thought again that brother-sister love is surrounded by sorrow and there is no real peace.

We must live every day with fear of being discovered and fear of being known, as if it will last forever.

At that time, I calmed down while taking a shower.

On the road of love, I am indeed too naive and not mature enough.

There is no need for me to build my anxiety and thoughts into Wenwen's still simple heart, and to hurt her so much with words, even making her cry.

As a blood-related elder brother, it is unforgivable to do such a thing to his sister.

As a lover, it is also a disqualification to hurt her like that.

I remember Wenwen when I was a child. She was so cute. She stuck to me all day long, looking at me with innocent eyes, and happily calling me brother.

When I grew up a little, I was bullied by the wild children from my neighbors around me, and I ran back to find me crying.

At that time, I always hugged her and asked her not to cry, but Wenwen stopped crying...

Now, in our taboo relationship, no matter how much I want to ignore it, there will always be endless family affection.

No matter how much I want to forget, I will always remember it again.

I know that this will always be with me like a brand, tearing my heart to the heart that Wenwen will be truly mature and sensible in the future...

I began to regret it, very regretful, and I shouldn't have hurt her like this.

Even if she smiled and congratulated her on receiving the boy's love letter, as long as she was truly happy, I would be willing to endure such pain alone.

Love should be a reward without regrets, not a painful monopoly...

It’s only now that I’m experiencing this truth, it’s too late.

The damage has been caused, and Wenwen was also made to cry by me...

After taking a shower soon, I came to her room door and opened the door without knocking on her first and walked in.

Wenwen's room had turned off the headlights. She was lying in the quilt. When she saw me suddenly appear, she didn't even have time to wipe the tears, so she stood up and looked at me.

I closed the door, walked to her bed, and sat on it.

We didn't say anything, nor did we need it.

I reached out, touched her cheek, and wiped her still wet tears.

Wenwen, I was sorry just now.I don't really want to hurt my breasts...

She didn't smile, but stopped crying, just looked at me and still had no expression.

Looking at her, I knew that she was struggling to forgive me at this time, so I began to please her and try my best to make her happy.

But her will was too firm at that time, just as she kept seeing me like a monkey playing tricks, and she was so cold that she refused to laugh.

Then, she lay back to me and looked back inside the quilt, thinking that I, the monkey, did not exist, and planned to go back and sleep.

Wenwen?

┅┅I really don’t know that this will happen if I show you the letter...

I know, sorry, because I'm really afraid that my breasts will leave me...

I've already thrown into the trash can.

After hearing what she said, I suddenly didn't know how to respond to her.

Because it was because I really forced her into this way that she even threw the joy of receiving the love letter into the trash can.

Then, there was another silence.

I don't think this will be a solution, so I plan to scratch her itch.

She would laugh when I was like this before.

When I slowly lifted the quilt from behind, it might be that the cold wind was poured in, she knew it immediately.

I'm still very angry and sad!If you dare to touch me, I will never forgive you!

Although she didn't look back and say this, I know that she said this seriously, because I could vaguely feel a murderous aura coming...

But I can't back down, because if she couldn't let her forgive today, I knew the matter would be delayed for several days before she would be willing to forgive me.

I lifted the quilt and lay in.

Wenwen was startled, turned around and looked at me and shouted, as if I wanted to find her to love or something again.

what you up to?!

I didn't touch milk...

What I said was true, I did not touch her, and I even deliberately showed her hands out for her to see, so she was blocked by me and couldn't say anything more.

She should have known at this time that I didn't mean to do anything to her that night.

You go back to your room to sleep!

That little girl laughed first...

Then, she found that I seemed to be pestering her with a silly face, so she said coldly: You can do whatever you want...

That night, I was lying beside her. I wanted to take the opportunity to make her laugh again, but I didn't expect Wenwen to ignore me and remained in a cold state, so I couldn't find a good opportunity to make her laugh.

It seemed that after one or two tens, suddenly, I felt her breathing became very stable, and then I called her a few softly, but she didn't respond to me.

I carefully raised my body, looked at her face, and before I knew it, I had fallen asleep, sleeping beside me with peace of mind.

No wonder, I woke up at 6:30 in the morning, worked all day, and had to go to school tomorrow morning, and now it is almost twelve:30 in the morning.

Looking at her calm sleeping face, I suddenly felt like we often slept together when we were very young. She no longer minded that I was a big brother with her, but more like a quarrel lover to treat me.

She was still willing to believe that I would not do anything to her at night, so she would sleep so safely.

Because of this, I feel even more warm in my heart.

That night, there was nothing to say.

I just slept in her room like this, gently surrounding her waist in the cold winter, feeling the warmth in each other's hearts, and sleeping together...