After going on a blind date with my brother

Wen Yimu next to him was full of autumn waves, just staring down, like a pool of autumn water on an autumn mountain, clear and clean, with strands of coolness, refreshing at a glance.

It seemed that because of the dance she had just done, her face was a little blush, she looked lively, and she felt a little more real. She was no longer a high-ranking fairy, but within reach.

Lin Wan just glanced at her, and her heart was shaken, and she almost couldn't help but wanted to hug Wen Yimu.

Before reaching out her hand, Wen Yimu stretched out her fingertips to lightly tap the line drawing she had just finished, and asked, "What did you draw?"

Lin Wan was inexplicably guilty, her cheeks blushed uncontrollably, and she felt like she was caught doing something bad.

Subconsciously, she was about to hide the drawing behind her back, but Wen Yimu quickly grabbed it, looked him up and down, and asked her thoughtfully, "The drawing is your little anchor again?"

Lin Wan couldn't deny it, and nodded a little embarrassedly.

Wen Yimu bit her lower lip lightly, and carefully examined the painting again.It's just the simplest and scribbled line draft, and it looks a little chaotic, but you can still see an outline if you look closely.

The small stage, the dazzling lights, the spectators are in a hurry, and most of them are just silhouettes. The woman in the middle of the stage has pointed cat ears and long cat tails. She hides at the junction of the lights and dances wantonly under the cover of a mask.

A mysterious catgirl dancer in a late-night bar...that's a good idea.

Wen Yimu was a little satisfied with Lin Wan's creative inspiration, and then thought about it again, her little friend was so serious about drawing pictures for other young anchors, that she had to get up to watch the live broadcast even if she didn't sleep late.

No matter how you think about it, it's still a little sour.

She gritted her teeth and said casually, "Why do you get up so early to watch the live broadcast?"

Lin Wan pretended to be affectionate: "I just woke up and had nothing to do, so I saw it casually."

"Do you just like painting her that much?" Wen Yimu couldn't hide his emotions after all, and popped out a bit sourly.

Of course, she immediately reversed her mood and forcibly changed her words: "It's early in the morning, and I don't sleep, and I don't usually see you being so attentive."

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Wen Yimu knew it was bad. She still exposed too many emotions unintentionally, and she didn't even have time to cover them up, to the extent that she wanted to hide them.

Lin Wan glanced at her in surprise, and quickly realized that she looked at Wen Yimu amusedly, and moved a little closer: "Is sister jealous?"

Wen Yimu paused, then said softly, "Not really."

She has been praised since she was a child for not fighting or snatching, and she has the demeanor of a lady. When other children are still beating up toys, she is just like a gentle big sister. She is fair and indifferent to everything. like water.

She also tried to avoid being jealous, for fear of touching the ulterior part of her heart.

It's just... It's just that there seems to be some sourness that can't be concealed, like drinking a jar of sour vinegar, bubbling and bubbling up from the bottom of my heart.

Wen Yimu looked at the smiling eyes of the girl in front of him, finally lost the battle, and admitted softly: "Well, a little bit."

"Fool." Lin Wan got up from the bed in pajamas, hugged Wen Yimu's waist, pressed a kiss on her lips, and looked at her with shining eyes, "I only like my sister."

Wen Yimu's tone was sour: "You paint her."

Although Wu Yumei is herself, she is just unhappy.

Without even thinking about it, Lin Wan blurted out: "Because Wu Yumei is very similar to you!"

As soon as these words came out of her mouth, Lin Wan knew that she was going to be finished, after all, she was very cold.

She hurriedly tried to remedy it: "That's not what I mean, I just feel a little similar to you, so I have a better impression..."

Wen Yimu nodded thoughtfully, and said with a fake smile: "So you're just acting as a substitute, right?"

She looked at Lin Wan with sharp eyes, and wrote lightly: "Or, do you just like being so wild?"

Where did this go, it immediately involved a double stalk, and it was impossible to clean it up by jumping into the Yellow River.

Lin Wan complained that he was wronged, but he really couldn't explain why he paid so much attention to a small anchor, gave her presents, drew her pictures, and watched her live broadcast every time.

Even thinking about it feels wrong.

After Wen Yimu finished speaking, he went out by himself. After a few days, his temper became a lot worse.

Lin Wan hurriedly put on a piece of clothes, ran outside before she could put on her shoes, and when she finally caught up with Wen Yimo out of breath, she had already sat down at the table to have breakfast.

Lin Wan nervously sat down on the seat next to Wen Yimu, and saw a soft-boiled egg on her plate, which was still steaming, obviously Wen Yimu put it on her side on purpose.

Lin Wan's heart warmed, she lowered her head and ate the fried egg, and gave Wen Yimu a piece of pumpkin cake in a courteous manner.

Wen Yimu didn't even look at her, but chewed slowly, without rejecting her kindness.

Her eyelashes drooped slightly, her lips were pursed slightly, not knowing what she was thinking.

Lin Wan couldn't help pulling her arm to act like a baby: "Sister, don't be angry~ I really didn't mean that..."

The voice is soft and delicate, inexplicably, it sounds like it makes people want to bully even more.

Maybe people are just spoiled. Wen Yimu knew that his temper was unreasonable, but when Lin Wan subdued, it seemed that he became more confident.

She didn't pay attention to Lin Wan, she just picked out her favorite food on her own.

As if really angry.

Lin Wan was a little anxious, and couldn't take care of breakfast anymore, so she kept pulling Wen Yimu's hand, and begged in a soft voice: "Sister, sister, sister... just talk to me, okay?"

I didn't know how many times I called my sister, she looked so pitiful, but Wen Yimu's heart softened immediately.

She still couldn't help but turned around and hugged Lin Wan, and said softly, "It's okay, don't be angry."

"Meow." Lin Wan lay obediently in Wen Yimu's arms, and whispered in her ear, "Sister, if you really mind...I won't watch the live broadcast, okay?"

She didn't want Wen Yimu to feel even the slightest bit sad, so she could do whatever her sister said.

Wen Yimu gently stroked Lin Wan's back, like comforting a frightened little pet, a wave of warmth rushed through his heart.

After an unknown amount of time, she seemed to have made up her mind and said softly, "Actually... this is me."

With almost no pause, Lin Wan quickly answered, "I know, sister."

"I've always known and always paid attention to you, sister." Lin Wan hugged Wen Yimu tightly, and kissed her cheek lightly with his lips, "My sister dances really well, I like it very much."

"No matter what kind of Wen Yimu it is, it can make my heart move at a glance." Lin Wan looked into Wen Yimu's eyes, said almost reverently, and lowered his head to kiss her lips.

Wen Yimu, who has always been able to do things with ease, does not know why, at this moment, his eyes seem to be a little crystal clear, and he wonders if he is suffocated by the heat.

Wen Yimu raised her head and continued to receive Lin Wan's kiss. She wanted to cry for no reason, even though she didn't know why she was crying.

She has always been strong, but at this moment, the whole person seems to have become a transparent glass doll, with a rare fragility, showing all the unknown sides.

"Hug." Like a child, Wen Yimu buried her head in Lin Wan's arms, asking for a hug softly.

"Hug, I'm always here, sister." Lin Wan said seriously, hugging Wen Yimu into her arms, and gently stroking her long black hair.

I don't know why, but I feel a little chilly on my chest, as if a little wet.

Lin Wan was startled, and called Wen Yimu softly: "Sister, are you crying?"

Wen Yimu raised her head slowly, bit her lower lip lightly, her face was full of tears, and the corners of her eyes were red.

She was originally a peerless beauty, but at this moment, she felt as if she had been greatly wronged. The pear blossoms were raining, and I felt pity for her.

Lin Wan was a little flustered, she went to wipe Wen Yimu's tears at a loss, and coaxed her softly, "Why are you crying, sister?"

Wen Yimu shook his head and held on, "I didn't cry."

She didn't know why she was crying, but somehow, it seemed like water was falling out of her eyes, and she couldn't stop it.

Maybe it's because, no matter how gentle and indifferent she is, or the enchanting and coquettish appearance, she is deeply loved.

Just being yourself, no matter what, someone likes it, is enough to make you cry.

Every wandering in the past few months, every wandering in the middle of the night, has not been let down.

The person she loved, she looked at, she recognized, she reached out and hugged herself.

So, what else do you have to be afraid of?

Wen Yimu took a deep breath, and for the first time felt that his body was soft, as if he had lost all strength to support him, and collapsed limply in Lin Wan's arms.

I can't tell what it's like, it's as if all the burdens have been unloaded at once, and those things that have been entangled for a long time have finally turned into meaningless cranky thoughts.

The only thing that matters is her.

Lin Wan hugged Wen Yimu tightly, feeling her heartbeat.Although she couldn't understand why Wen Yimu was crying like this, she seemed to be able to understand Wen Yimu's mood.

Maybe being affirmed is enough to make people happy.

Lin Wan hugged Wen Yimu even more with pity, feeling sorry for her sister from the bottom of her heart.

Since she was a child, under the praise of her people, she has been wearing a mask, it must be very hard.

"I will protect you in the future, Wen Yimu." Lin Wan said softly to Wen Yimu in his arms, the voice was so small that only she could hear it.

It doesn't matter, as long as the sky hears it.

Wen Yimu lay quietly in Lin Wan's arms for a quarter of an hour, admiring the decoration on the top of the villa for a quarter of an hour, then directed Lin Wan to help her up, took out her phone, and sent a message to someone she hadn't contacted for a long time.

Then calmly announced to Lin Wan: "Let's go to the amusement park."

Lin Wan: "!" She didn't expect Wen Yimu's change to be so fast, but since her sister wanted it, then she had nothing to disagree with.

Longtan and Tiger's Den are also willing to accompany them on the adventure.

"I'll accompany you." Lin Wan said without hesitation.

"En." Wen Yimu nodded, placed an order for two VIP tickets at the speed of light, and urged Lin Wan to have breakfast.

Lin Wan rarely saw Wen Yimu look so anxious, like a child who couldn't sleep the day before a spring outing, with a bit of girlish vivacity.

It looks so cute.

For a moment Lin Wan forgot the breakfast in his hand, stared at Wen Yimu and started to giggle.

Wen Yimu tapped lightly on the forehead, signaling her to eat quickly.

Lin Wan ate obediently, feeling a little excited and inexplicably anxious.

The author has something to say: Guess who my sister sent a message to?

I can smell the end!