Chapter 58

Wenwen didn't leave her parents' room that night. To be honest, she felt unhappy; she suddenly called her to stop her sexual desire. I don't think any man could bear it.

But in the end I had to give up that day, otherwise what should I do?Do you force her to break in and force her?

I don't know if she slept in her parents' room that night, but at least I went back to the room in disappointment and finally got rid of my loneliness before I could sleep...

The next day, Wenwen went to school early, and I didn't deliberately get up earlier than her to block her, for fear of being embarrassed by each other. It was because after calming down last night, I thought about it and felt that I was doing too much; but I was still worried, and Wenwen said she was unwilling to love me again.

At home those days, we didn't say anything even when we met, and Wenwen even started to hide from me again.

I can understand that she must be worried that I will start to force her to love again when I see her.

We are brothers and sisters, and we shouldn't have done this. Her rejection was nothing wrong. But if I were asked to maintain sexually unsexual love in the future, could I really bear it?

Is it Wenwen that I love, or is it just falling in love with her body?

I will never regret marrying Wenwen because it was my choice. My love for her made me do this, but unknowingly, this boundary became more and more blurred...

I don't stop loving her. I want to unite with her more. Maybe it's because I just want to vent my desires, maybe it's because I like the feeling of unity with her body and mind, maybe it's because I simply inherit the instinct of life, maybe it's all the correct answers, and maybe I myself am still confused about the way to find the answers.

Love can give you many reasons, but there are often not so many reasons to say. True love cannot be said or done...

When I fell in love with Wenwen, it felt like it was pure joy; when the two of them were closely connected, I seemed to have penetrated into her life, into her heart, and danced with her pulse.

When I entered the final climax, accompanied by the passion, I also felt that I had left all the best of my life to her, showed all the love of my life to her, and passed on all the essence of my life to her.

Wenwen is a good girl, beautiful, gentle and family-oriented.

Although she is not very good at studying, she will never go out with her classmates and will not cause any trouble for me. On the contrary, she is the whole family, and she is responsible for the three meals on the weekends. It can even be said that I owe her a lot...

A girl like her is my real sister, who is willing to stay with me forever, is willing to give everything about me, is willing to love me, is really... really...

But when she said she didn't want to love me anymore, it once again aroused the areas that I least want to touch.

I can't imagine that Wenwen will have a boyfriend when she grows up, and this man has sex with Wenwen and keeps her essence in her body. All this happens.

Love is selfish, so Wenwen can only be mine, and I don’t want other men to possess her.

If there were really demons in the world, maybe I wanted me to have her, it would be an evil whisper that I would never get rid of...

I remember it was a terrifying day. For the first time in my life, I deeply felt that Wenwen might leave me forever.

It’s not just about leaving me, but also about leaving this world, and there will never be a place to set foot in this life.

It was Tuesday and we were in a state of coldness for about a week. I think it was time to have a good talk or apologize.

So I deliberately stayed at home a little later and didn't go to school. I decided to wait for her to apologize to her immediately after she came back from school, and told her that I would not touch her casually unless she promised me the day again.

Maybe it’s because I really have a spiritual connection. I always felt very bad that day. I was not doing anything right. I always felt very annoyed and something was about to happen.

I thought it was just a simple bad mood, but I didn't expect that at around 4 o'clock in the afternoon, something really happened...

Waiting in the room, I heard the walkie-talkie ringing in the living room, thinking it was a postman who was going to deliver a letter or someone. When I walked to the living room and picked up the microphone, the sound of Wenwen calling me came from the walkie-talkie.

At that time, I really thought she forgot to bring the key when she went out, so I pressed the door button of the iron door, but she continued: ...Brother... Can you come down?

What's up?

...Brother...will you come down?

Her words responded to me again, which made me very puzzled what Wenwen asked me to go downstairs to do.

But since she told me twice, I took the key, put on the slippers, closed the iron door and walked out and down the stairs.

I thought it was good. Since Wenwen took the initiative to look for me first, maybe she wanted to discuss the situation with me, so she chose the downstairs, for fear that I would force her or something.

When I opened the iron door on the first floor, I saw Wenwen leaning against the motorcycle, and there were several people watching around me.

I was wondering what they gathered there and pointed at, but suddenly I discovered Wenwen’s situation...

Wenwen's face was pale, without any blood, even her lips. It was really the first time I saw her so weak, and I will never forget it.

...Brother, a car hit me just now...

Her words hit my heart like a hammer, making me feel like my heart was about to stop.

Wenwen's chin was bleeding constantly, slowly dripping downwards.

She picked up the handkerchief with her trembling and weak hands, wiped it gently, then looked down at the many blood stains on the handkerchief, then slowly looked up at me, and said in a slightly panting and weak voice: Brother... I'm so dizzy...

When I heard her say this, I recovered from this incredible shock and quickly ran forward, holding Wenwen who was already unstable with both hands.

Maybe it was because she would hurt her when she touched her, and after she screamed for a while, she became even weaker and leaned against me.

I was completely frightened by her appearance and really didn't know what to do...

She lay weakly in my arms, not even the strength to hold me, but she was breathing slightly and seemed to feel sad.

Wenwen must have been hit by a car on the road after school, and walked back alone to endure the pain, and kept wiping blood with a handkerchief on the road, so the handkerchief was covered with blood.

Thinking of her walking back alone, my heart was broken, and I was very reluctant and sad. If possible, I hope to bear all the pain and hurt forever on her behalf and not let her suffer such torture.

Holding her, I looked around without knowing what to do.

Suddenly I saw a middle-aged man riding on his motorcycle, very close to us.

The middle-aged man looked at each other and then spoke a few seconds later: I just came back with her...

What did you do to my sister!!!!!!!!

After hearing what he said, my first thought was that the man riding on a motorcycle knocked Wenwen like this, so I immediately yelled at him angrily.

If it was him who really knocked Wenwen like this, I am sure he would not live long and I would definitely put him on the spot with my own hands...

But when the man heard my roar, he hurriedly clarified: It wasn't me who bumped into it. I just saw this girl being injured like this on the road, saying that she would take her home or go to the hospital, but she didn't want it, so I had to follow her first, for fear that something would happen to her when she walked alone.

When I heard him quickly defending me, I realized that I was really wrong and was very rude to him. So I apologized in a hurry. He just nodded and understood, and then said something to me take her to the hospital as soon as possible.

I will always remember and thank this gentleman for his behavior. This society really needs more people like him to be more hopeful.

Wenwen suddenly wanted to leave my arms weakly and stop lying against me anymore. My brother's clothes... would be covered with blood...

It doesn't matter!It doesn't matter!Wenwen, don’t move around!Do not move!

I hurriedly hugged her even tighter, because I was afraid that she would not have the strength, so I asked her to continue lying on me, but she called out: Ah!My shoulders... hurt so much...

When I heard her shouting that my shoulders would hurt, I didn't dare to move her anymore. I just stood straight, but my body began to tremble slightly due to nervousness.

I was just thinking about how to face her, but now all this has become no longer important. I love her, I just want her to stand by my side as before...

Brother...I want to sleep very much...

Wenwen, you can’t sleep, do you hear it!

When I heard her say she wanted to sleep, I quickly called her. It was really scary. I would never sleep after something happened. If she really fell asleep, she might not be able to sleep.

…Is it okay to help me go home…I want to sleep very much…

no!You can't fall asleep!Wenwen, you can’t sleep, do you hear it!

I anxiously shouted to her to remind her that she must stay awake.

I looked at the people around me and didn't know what to do.

They also looked at Wenwen and me, as if they hoped to help, but they were afraid that the situation would get worse, so they didn't dare to lean over casually.

Then I suddenly thought of an ambulance and wanted to shout to the people around me and ask them to call.

But I gave up again because I really didn't know how long it would take for the ambulance to come. In addition, it was the peak time for get off work and school, so the ambulance might be stuck on the road and unable to move.

So, I could only ride a motorcycle to take her to a nearby hospital so that I would not be afraid of traffic jams.

So I quickly took out the motorcycle key from my pocket and wanted to pull out the motorcycle parked next to me, but Wenwen was lying against me, and I really couldn't move around...

I carefully put my hand into my pocket and took out the key without hurting Wenwen. After the gentleman who came back with Wenwen all the way to find out what I was thinking, he hurriedly asked me which motorcycle was and helped me pull it out.

Wenwen, I will ride my bike to take you to the hospital. I must let you stand by yourself first and be patient!

I said a few more times. After confirming that she had responded, I carefully let her go slowly and let her stand by herself.

Seeing this, the person next to him took the initiative to walk up to help Wenwen, and then helped her get on my motorcycle.

After Wenwen finally got on my motorcycle, she said to them weakly: Thank you...

Wenwen lay weakly on my back. When I was about to break the accelerator, she grabbed me slightly and said: My schoolbag...

Her schoolbag was placed on the floor in front of the gate, but at that time it was not the time to care about her schoolbag. If the schoolbag was lost, it would be much more important. So I replied: It doesn’t matter if it is left first!Get it back!

On the road, I almost turned the accelerator to the bottom, and even when I encountered a red light, I still pressed the horn to the bottom, threatening cars from both sides to stop and break through.

I know it is dangerous to ride a bike like that, but seeing Wenwen's appearance made me anxious because I was very afraid that if I took her to the hospital one step later, her injuries might worsen.

On the motorcycle, I kept calling her to keep responding to me, and don’t just lie on my back and fall asleep.

She always responded simply, and occasionally shouted to me that her hands hurt because of the vehicle's beating.

When we arrived at the hospital gate, I leaned straight to the car and got off the car and wanted to carry her, not daring to let her go by herself.

Wenwen, brother carry you, you slowly lean on my back!

She slowly leaned on me without saying a word and asked me to carry it on my back.

The gate guard saw me stopping like this, so he ran out of the hospital and wanted to call me, but he must have seen Wenwen's situation, so he ran in panic without shouting.

Wenwen is about 40 or 50 kilograms. To be honest, I tried to carry her before but couldn't move her back. Today, I almost felt it, so I ran her back. It must be because of the complete outbreak of my adrenal glands.

I guess even if I were asked to push a sand and gravel cart at that time, maybe I could push it.

When I carried her to the hospital gate, the guard ran out with a nurse lady, walked beside us, and guided us to the emergency room.

Many people in the hall kept looking at us. The nurse asked me what was wrong, and I said I was hit by a car.

When I entered the emergency room, because there were no more serious patients, almost all the doctors put down other mild patients who were in the emergency room and ran over immediately.

I sat by the bed, and the doctor began to ask about her condition, ask where the pain would hurt, and start checking the injury.

I watched from the side, very anxious and really wanted to cry.

Wenwen just looked at the doctor tiredly and answered questions.

When the doctor asked her to raise her hand, Wenwen raised her hand with trembling, and couldn't even lift it up to be perpendicular to her body, and kept crying for pain.

The doctor began to ask her about the details, and Wenwen answered intermittently. It was then that I knew about the whole incident.

After returning home from school, Wenwen passed by the alley and at a corner, she heard the sound of a fast car behind her.

She was about to walk to the right side when the car drove past her and turned left, and the rear of the car violently hit her to the ground. She grinded a few centimeters on the ground before she could get a wound on her chin.

What drove me the most crazy is that at first Wenwen was hit and fell on the road. Wenwen heard that the car was still parked, but maybe she saw that Wenwen didn't move, so she drove away quickly.

What makes me sad most is that when several passers-by and students next to me were hit, they didn't go to help her. It was Wenwen who endured the pain and walked home with her injuries. Only then did a gentleman say that he would take her home or go to the hospital, and walk home with him.

After everything was cleared, the doctor finished the examination quickly, leaving Wenwen and I anxious, and then the other doctors went back to take care of other patients.

Wenwen just leaned her forehead against me, occasionally using the gauze that the nurse had just wiped the bleeding from her chin. It took about a minute before a doctor came to explain the situation to us.

You are hers...?

elder brother.

Your sister's chin is bleeding because of a one-and-a-half centimeter-long laceration, so she keeps bleeding.The nurse will help you wash the blood first, then sew a few stitches with thread, and then remove the stitches after two weeks.

What about her hands?She kept shouting that her shoulders would hurt.

Her left shoulder was not fractured or dislocated. She should have been sprained after hitting her, so there would be no serious injury. She can be fixed with a bandage and applied ointment to treat it.However, it may take more than a month to completely get better.

What I immediately thought of at that time was that Wenwen had to keep her hands hanging like a fractured patient for a month.

But this is a very lucky thing, it is not a big problem. At most, it is inconvenient to move. If you endure it for a month, you will pass quickly.

Doctor, but she kept telling me that she really wanted to sleep...

I have had a checkup and there was no concussion, so I should have been hit by a vehicle suddenly and was in a short period of shock, so I felt so tired.It would be fine if she went home and asked her to have a good rest.

After hearing the doctor say this, my tense heart completely relaxed, and I almost felt exhausted.

I looked at Wenwen and smiled with peace of mind. She was still very tired and leaning against me. I don’t know if she was listening.

It’s just that there is something worth worrying about, because she is a girl and will leave traces in the suture of her chin wound.

When I heard this, I was shocked, and Wenwen also raised her head and looked at the doctor.

No wonder no girl would like scars on her face.

I was about to ask the doctor that there was no trace of it that could not be treated, but suddenly the doctor spoke again: Fortunately, her wound was on the inside of her chin, so unless she looked up, she should not be able to see it.

Wenwen was only lying on me again after hearing this, which really made me laugh so much that I didn’t finish the words at once, which made us worry so much.

The nurse just came over and asked me to pay the payment document before getting the medicine. She also held a plate with a syringe, a clip and a pile of medical supplies. She said she would first help Wenwen suture the wound on her chin, as well as anti-inflammatory and tetanus injections, so she asked her to lie flat on the hospital bed.

So I helped her lie on the hospital bed and gently stroked her forehead: Wenwen, brother, go pay the fee, come back immediately, you should lie here obediently and let the nurse treat it.

Unexpectedly, she grabbed my clothes like a child, fearing that she would not let me leave.

Brother... Can you please don't have an injection...

I couldn't help laughing, and the nurse laughed too; aren't you afraid of wounds with needles but are afraid of injections?

I was still thinking about how to coax her. The nurse might be an experienced scholar, so I said first: They are not children anymore, don’t be afraid of injections, it won’t hurt...