The next morning, sunlight filtered through the gauze and shone in through the window.
Warm light shone on the person on the bed. Wen Jing's eyes moved and she slowly woke up.
He frowned, as if something soft and warm was wrapped around him.
Wen Jing blinked, her consciousness gradually becoming clearer, and the chaotic memories of last night came flooding back.
His expression suddenly darkened.
What happened last night?
He actually did that kind of thing with Mingyao...
He tilted his head slightly, and saw that the woman next to him was still sleeping, her face was rosy, her mouth was slightly open, the quilt covering her body was in a mess, and her exposed thin shoulders were covered with ambiguous red marks.
Wen Jing closed his eyes hard, his eyebrows almost knitted together, he pulled off his soft arms, stood up and quickly put on his clothes.
"Well......"
Mingyao opened her eyes, feeling soreness and exhaustion in her body that instantly made her moan.
"elder brother......"
She stood up tremblingly, holding the quilt in front of her chest with one hand.
Mingyao still had a pure and innocent expression on her face, and she quietly looked at Wen Jing, who had an ugly face.
Wen Jing is very good at nourishing qi, and she has always been indifferent to happiness and anger. In his previous life, he remained calm even when he was about to face death. This was the first time Mingyao saw him look so stiff.
Hearing the woman's slightly hoarse voice, Wen Jing turned around and was about to say something when a small dark red mark on the sheets came into view.
The joyful memories of last night suddenly came to mind, and the touch seemed to still stay on her body... Wen Jing froze and turned his head slightly away from looking at her.
"Mingyao, last night we..."
Wen Jing's eyebrows were furrowed, her voice was hoarse and her tone was serious.
Mingyao interrupted him gently and looked at him softly.
"Brother, I like you."
Wen Jing was startled and turned around, her eyes a little surprised.
Mingyao's cheeks were slightly red, and her clear eyes were looking directly at him full of affection.
In the quiet room, dust was floating in the light, and Wen Jing seemed to hear her own heartbeat.
"you......"
Mingyao lowered his head, gently tucked the hair on the side of his face behind his ears, and spoke softly but firmly:
"From my previous life to now, my brother has always taken care of me. No one has ever been so kind to me..."
"I don't know when it started. Every day, I miss my brother. When I think of my brother, there will always be a happy feeling spreading from the bottom of my heart..."
"I can't help but fantasize about what it would be like for us to be together...I can't imagine what I would be like if my brother wasn't by my side..."
Speaking of this, Mingyao's eyes became wet and rippled.
Wen Jing opened her mouth and was choked for a moment.
There was something wrong with everything about last night's events. He thought that the relationship between the two happened out of confusion and infatuation, but from Mingyao's tone, it seemed that she was doing it willingly.
This made him unable to say what he originally wanted to do to make amends to Mingyao and distance himself from her in the future.
"Brother, I know you don't like me now... But don't hate me, okay... Let's just pretend that nothing happened and get along as before..."
Mingyao frowned, clutching the quilt with her little hands, her body trembling slightly because of her helplessness.
Wen Jing moved his fingers. When he saw Mingyao's helpless expression, he felt the urge to touch her. He clenched his fists and endured it.
"...I won't hate you..."
He slowly exhaled and said in a low voice.
There were several knocks on the locked door.
Mingyao was startled and hurriedly wanted to put on her clothes, but when she got up, she saw that the dress she wore yesterday was in pieces and scattered on the carpet.
Almost instantly, Wen Jing remembered how he couldn't wait to tear this dress to pieces last night...
He pursed his lips, walked to the door, and listened to what was going on outside.
Outside the door was the cleaning staff who came to clean the house. After realizing that there was someone in the house, they left quietly.
Wen Jing now doesn't know how to face the woman behind him. In fact, his mind is in chaos and his feelings are mixed. This feeling is extremely unfamiliar to him.
"I'm going to buy you some clothes. You wait here for a while and lock the door."
After Wen Jing finished speaking, she couldn't bear to look back at her, and pushed the door open and left, almost as if she was escaping.
The room was quiet.
Mingyao got out of bed and walked slowly to the bathroom.
Looking in the mirror at the girl who still has charm in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, her eyes are dark and unclear.
What she just said was half true and half false, and the purpose was to make Wen Jing feel guilty towards her, and then feel responsible.
Wen Jing had taken care of her as a younger sister before, but perhaps because of a lack of security, that relationship was not enough for Mingyao.
She needs some more intimate, inseparable connection to bind the two of them tightly together.
People like Wen Jing, once they become interested in someone and treat them as one of their own, they will take it as their own responsibility and subconsciously protect the other person.
She didn't want to end up like in her dream, she wanted Wen Jing to care about her wholeheartedly.
It doesn’t matter if it’s calculated...
A message was received on the phone, which was sent by Wen Jing.
He had already put his clothes at the door. In order to avoid running into others and being misunderstood, they left the hotel separately and he would wait for her in the parking lot.
Mingyao put on her bathrobe and gently opened the door a crack. The corridor was empty. There was a bag beside the door. Mingyao took the bag in.
The bag contained a long-sleeved shirt, a long skirt, and...a set of white underwear.
Mingyao touched the underwear and smiled softly.
The size is just right...
After changing her clothes, Mingyao arrived at the designated place Wen Jing sent her, opened the car door, and got in.
Wen Jing looked straight ahead, her face looking much more serious than usual.
"Are you... still feeling unwell? Do you want to go to the hospital?"
Wen Jing remembered that after losing control last night, his movements were unorganized and not gentle. When he recalled it now, he still clearly remembered Mingyao's gentle and soft begging for mercy...
Mingyao's cheeks flushed and she shook her head slightly.
"Brother...can I go to your place to stay for a few days? I...don't want to go back now..."
According to Mingyao's guess, Wen Jing would feel that she had done something wrong and start to stay away from her, and she would seize this opportunity to leave a deeper impression on Wen Jing.
Wen Jing really didn't know how to face Mingyao now, but looking at her pleading eyes, she could only nod her head.
"good."
