small town past events

My mind was in a mess, and I almost indirectly forgot what happened next. I only knew that the police finally asked me to take Lin Huarui away.

I took her cold little hand and put it in my palm to warm her up like I did when I was a child.Just like in winter, after she finished building a snowman, she put her red hands that were red with cold on my face.

She lowered her head all the way, looking at the toes of her shoes.

"I'm sorry... sister... I was wrong." Her soft voice came from my left.

I bit my lower lip without saying a word, let go of her hand and walked quickly to the front.

"Sister... Sister... I was really wrong, please, don't ignore me." She grabbed me suddenly and begged.

I still didn't speak, didn't look back.

"Lin Xueli! How long are you going to torture me! You have been hiding from me for a year!" She shook my arm vigorously and shouted loudly in the empty street.

She turned around me forcefully, her angry and painful eyes suddenly became bewildered.

She hugged me in a panic, and whispered in my ear: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, don't cry, please, don't cry, I will die of love." She took my hand and let go On her chest, "Look, it's beating for you, it's hurting for you."

I pushed her away stiffly and touched my cheek, only to realize that I didn't know when I had already burst into tears.

I twitched the corners of my mouth and tried to smile, I think that smile must be uglier than crying, "Xiaorui, I beg you too, don't pester me, I don't like women, let alone fall in love with my sister .”

There was a flash of pain in Lin Huarui's eyes.

I wiped the tears on my face with the back of my hand, and continued to smile: "Xiaorui, you are still young, you don't know what love is, how can you like your sister? No, I mean, this is not love, it is love." Dependence on my sister." I approached her and touched her little head, "Go back to school and study hard, okay? You are already in the third year of high school, you are not a child anymore."

She turned her face away and sneered.

That look hurts me so much.

"In your eyes, I will always be a child who can't grow up. You will only use this as an excuse. Even if I have told you that I am adopted and we don't have that kind of sister relationship, you still treat me like this " She approached me, opening her mouth word by word, every word hit my heart, making it dripping with blood.

I smiled awkwardly, "Let's go home first and talk about it after you take a shower? Don't catch a cold."

After I finished speaking, I turned around and left first. I didn't dare to look at her. I was so cowardly that every time I faced her, I could only run away.

She followed me silently, without a word.

I didn't dare to look back at her until I got to the apartment where I lived.

She nonchalantly walked around me and opened the door. She had the key to my apartment.

I followed and went in, went to the bathroom to fill up the water, and then asked her to take a bath.

Lin Huarui looked at me silently, and suddenly burst out laughing. When she passed me with her pajamas, she paused, "You really look like my little wife now."

I raised my head and stared at her angrily, but only saw her slim back.

Immediately afterwards, her cheerful voice sounded from the bathroom, "Little daughter-in-law, are you sure you don't want to wash with me?"

I ignored her, went back to the room, and locked the lock vigilantly.To be honest, I was really afraid of what she would do at night, thinking about it, my ears started to feel hot.

During the period, I called my uncle again and told him that Lin Huarui was with me, and told him not to worry.

My uncle is Lin Huarui's father.That is a very casual man, also very infatuated, his wife died in an accident, and this man never remarried after that, and his wife did not leave him a child, so Lin Huarui, my Uncle's adopted child.

I still clearly remember the first time I saw her.

She was only 6 years old, and her thin body looked fragile. I was 13 years old at the time.

I happily stroked her little head, "I will be your older sister from now on, can you call me older sister?" Then I took out my trump card, the lollipop.

She looked at me hesitantly with big watery eyes, then took the candy, and called out sweetly, sister.

It turned out that at that time she had learned to use her own advantages to obtain something.

My recollection is interrupted by a knock on the door.

Her clear voice sounded outside the door, "Sister, can I come in?"

I suddenly felt irritable, and a feeling of powerlessness emerged spontaneously.

She was silent for a while and then said: "Sister, you never knew how to lock the door before. Do you still remember, when I was young, you liked to hug me to sleep the most."

That's what I didn't know about your feelings at the time.

I looked at the door in bewilderment, as if the other side of the door was not my sister, but a scourge.

After a long time, the sound of her leaving footsteps came from outside the door, and I secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Not long after, there was a harsh sound in the living room, which seemed to be the sound of glass breaking.

In a panic, I opened the door and ran out, only to see that Lin Huarui's left hand was wrapped in blood, and her entire arm was dyed a dazzling red. The glass pieces reflect colorful light under the light.

She turned around and looked at me with a charming smile, "Sister, I knew you wouldn't leave me alone, right, I only have you."

I restrained my trembling heart, walked into her, and looked at her injured arm with tears in my eyes. I didn't know where to start. She always forced me to come out of my volute to face this bloody reality.

"Nonsense, you still have your father, come in, I'll help you bandage the wound." Even though I knew that this was her intentional injury to win my sympathy, I still couldn't turn a blind eye to it, I controlled my own Voice, try not to tremble.

Walking into my bedroom, I found the medicine box, took it and placed it on the bed, and patted the place next to her to sit down.

A little bit of starlight flickered in her eyes, so dazzling that I dare not look directly at them.

She obediently stretched out her left arm.

I skillfully scrubbed the area around the wound with cotton wool, but my memory drifted back to my childhood.

It was also a summer. That day, Lin Huarui stained my new skirt. I was afraid of being scolded by my mother, so I huddled in the corner and cried aggrievedly. No matter what Lin Huarui called me, I just ignored her, and then she fell down on purpose , a big wound was broken on her knee, and her louder crying frightened me. I didn't care about my little grievance, so I rushed her to the hospital and took care of her in every possible way.

From then on, she knew that hurting herself would make me soft.

"Hiss..." She frowned in pain and inhaled.

I feel distressed, how could she do it.

I forgot, she's been able to do it all the time.

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