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A few days later, I was eating instant noodles alone. On the table lay a plate of my favorite Sweet and Sour Ribs. I looked up at Jiang Zixuan, who was standing beside me. Tears of grievance couldn't help but spill from my eyes.
Plop! Plop! They fell into the noodles.
Jiang Zixuan looked at me with concern. "Eating these instant noodles isn't nutritious at all," he said. "I made you your favorite Sweet and Sour Ribs."
I stubbornly wiped away my tears and turned back to continue eating the noodles in my hand.
"Alright, it was my fault for losing my temper that day," Jiang Zixuan said, firmly taking the bowl of noodles from me. "I've apologized; please don't be mad at your brother."
Suddenly, I stood up and hugged him, crying, "I don't want you to be my brother! I don't want that!"
At that moment, I could no longer suppress my feelings.
"I like you, Brother Zi Xuan. I want to be with you."
He froze, staring at me in shock. After a long while, he slowly spoke, "Jin Yu, what... what did you say?"
"I said I like you," I replied, lifting my head to look at him firmly. "I know we've always called each other siblings, but I've truly fallen in love with you. I want to be with you; I want to be your wife."
I poured out everything that had been on my mind all at once.
He looked at me and remained silent for a long time. Then he sighed softly and said, "Jin Yu, we can't do this."
"Why?" I asked urgently.
"Because we are siblings," he said, looking at me with a gaze full of helplessness. "Although we have no blood relation, in my heart, I have always regarded you as my sister."
Hearing his words, a sharp pain pierced through my heart. Did he truly not feel even the slightest bit of love for me? Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably. He looked at me, a flicker of reluctance crossing his eyes. He reached out and gently wiped away the tears on my cheeks. "Jin Yu, you are a good girl. I believe you will find your own happiness."
However, from that day on, although we never had another cold war, our relationship had completely changed. He continued to take care of me, even more attentively than before. Yet sometimes, I felt as if the distance between us had grown. It was a feeling hard to articulate, like two people who were once inseparable suddenly found themselves with a slight barrier.
He began to pay attention to the differences between men and women, no longer casually draping his arm over my shoulder as he once did. Sometimes when I wanted to get closer to him, he would intentionally avoid me. In the past, when he came home from work, we would meet in the living room; he would talk to me about his day at work while I shared my academic troubles with him. But now, he returned home every day in silence, heading straight for his bedroom.
Sometimes I would deliberately wait for him in the living room, but after exchanging a brief greeting, he would act as if nothing was amiss and retreat to his room. I refused to give up and tried to catch his attention by making loud noises—like dropping a bowl in the kitchen or kicking the coffee table in the living room. But each time, he would only frown and glance at me before turning back into his room.
I knew Jiang Zixuan was intentionally avoiding me. After several attempts, I began to feel disheartened. A few times I considered moving out, but deep down I knew I didn’t want to leave him at all.
I couldn't bear to part with him.
Finally, that woman, Yu Zhen, appeared before me once again. This time, she was my sister-in-law. As expected, what she claimed to be just a casual friend turned out to be a deception. I coldly watched as they held hands together.
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