Chapter 4: Alien

That night, Sister Juan was worried about Yingying, but in the end she didn't touch a single chopstick in the meal she prepared with her own hands.

The father, who started to move the chopsticks at his own heart, finished the meal first. He threw the dishes and chopsticks on the table, and then shouted that Sister Juan would prepare the clothes and bath water for him to change.

Sister Juan still obeys her father’s requests unconditionally. Looking at her busy figure, my heart was mixed.

I wanted to help her, but all I could do was to clean up the dishes, which made me feel more and more powerless.

After my father entered the bathroom and started taking a shower, Sister Juan and I finally had a while to be alone.

Sister Juan was wearing an apron on her body. She had never had time to change her clothes. When she saw me walking out of the kitchen, she put down the phone she was holding and showed me a tired smile.

The dishes are washed?Thank you for your hard work, Xiaoyu.

I shook my head. Housework such as helping with dishes is a small thing I often do on weekdays, and I am more worried about Sister Juan’s condition than myself.

It's almost 9 o'clock, right?Yingying...

Ah, I called her head teacher.

Sister Juan motioned for the cell phone in my hand, as if she would come back a little late tonight in order to set up the exam room.The head teacher said she had left school and would probably be back in a while.

I nodded, but found that I could no longer find any suitable topic to talk about.

Sister Juan was also silent. She looked into my eyes and suddenly sighed slightly.

Xiaoyu, I have something to tell you.

I vaguely guessed what Sister Juan wanted to say to me.

If it were in the past, I would definitely escape directly, but today Sister Juan is so tired that I feel very distressed. In order not to disappoint her, I can only stand there and wait for her to say the topic I don’t want to raise.

Xiaoyu, you are not young anymore. I know you may have some objections to your father, but he is your father after all.His words may be a little ugly, but they are all for your own good. Please be more careful in the future and don’t face him again, okay?

Sister Juan's bitter advice was not completely listened to by me. She didn't even realize that the conflict between me and my father was not because of the disagreement between us.

I looked at Sister Juan, and she also realized my eyes and her expression changed slightly: You, why are you looking at me like this?

Sister Juan…

I took a step forward and hugged Sister Juan's waist with habitual movements, so that our bodies could be pressed together.

what you do?Let me go!

Sister Juan began to struggle. She would usually show her refusal to my intimacy, but that was mostly because of her shyness and concerns about Yingying.

However, today, Sister Juan's rejection seemed extremely tough. She didn't even give me any chance to keep it warm and pushed my body away.

Xiaoyu!Your dad is still inside!Are you going to scare me to death?

Sister Juan lowered her voice and scolded me. Her breathing was a little rapid. As she spoke, she still glanced at the closed glass door.

I was a little sad. Although I had expected this ending from the beginning, Sister Juan's merciless refusal still made me feel very disappointed.

Sister Juan, I just want to hug you.I can't do anything else. You are like before. Can't you let me hug you?Just a while, it's fine.

I said almost begging, making an expression of unbearable expression appear on Sister Juan's face.

However, Sister Juan finally shook her head and rejected me: No, if your father is at home, we can't do anything out of the ordinary.Xiaoyu, I'm sorry, but I really can't agree to you.

Is it okay to just hug me...

Sister Juan suddenly staggered her eyes and said: Do you think you will just hug me?

I was speechless. In terms of my understanding of me, Sister Juan probably knows more deeply than I do.

Xiaoyu, you have to understand that we did not have things before... that are all things that should not be done, and that are all things that are wrong!I have regretted it for a long time. I am too indulging in you. Now that your dad is back, the things between us... are time to end.

I gritted my teeth. Every word from Sister Juan was as expected, but I still felt unacceptable.

I spoke again: Why do you have to end?He will leave sooner or later. At worst, he can pretend to be like this in the past few days of his stay at home. Will we be the same as before when he leaves?

This is the biggest compromise I can make and the best solution I have come up with after thinking about it.

Yes, I can't go against that person after all. He is my father after all, but he is just a passerby in this family after all, and he will leave after all!

But Sister Juan showed a sad expression. She looked at me and shook her head slowly.

Xiaoyu, it won’t work, we… can’t go back.

Why?

Your dad, you won't leave again this time.I asked the company in the afternoon. He seemed to have transferred all the business from other places to others. From now on... he has been living at home.

I feel like I'm thunderous.

I have been escaping this fact and even deliberately forgetting this problem that I cannot face.

He will leave, he will definitely leave, but he will just stay for a few days. When he leaves, I will be with Sister Juan again. We can still be the same as before, nothing will change...

These words have been repeated in my heart since I met my father, and are the support and support for me to remain calm.

But now... he won't leave anymore, he will stay at home, in this home that already belongs to him.

I covered my face and suppressed the painful sound in my throat.

Sister Juan did not comfort me, she just looked at me, standing in front of me, looking at me with her gentle still eyes.

She knows, she understands.

At this moment, she was the most powerless person.

And at this moment, a slight shout came from the bathroom: Where is the person?Bring me the bath towel!Hurry up!

Why!It'll be over right away!

Sister Juan responded quickly, and she glanced at me for the last time and sighed softly.

When you are at home in the future, you should call me Aunt Chen.

After saying this, Sister Juan seemed to dare not look at my sudden change of expression and left like a escaping.

And I was standing at the bathroom door all the time.

I don't know how to accept this fact.

In the bathroom, the conversation between Sister Juan and my father came from. Because the glass door was open, their voices were all verbatim and they were all drilling into my ears.

Lao Gao, have you gained weight again?

So what's wrong?I have so many social engagements, I either have to accompany this or that all day long. Do you think I want to do this?What's wrong?Dislike me?

Alas, that's not what I mean!I remember the doctor said during the last time you have three highs, so you should pay attention to the control of your highs, and try to drink as little as possible in the future...

What do you know?Those doctors know how to cheat money and talk nonsense all day long. My health is obviously good...

OK, I'll just remind you.Come on, I'll help you wipe your back.

I felt my body gradually being filled with unwillingness and powerlessness, as if I fell into an abyss.

Yingying returned more than ten minutes later than expected.

When the sound of the key inserted into the keyhole came from the door, Sister Juan and her father were still staying in the bedroom, and I had been sitting in the living room all the time. I didn’t want to go back to my room that was only a wall from the master bedroom. I didn’t want to hear Sister Juan talking to her father anymore, so when Yingying came back, the first person she saw was me.

Wow!elder brother?You scared me to death...

The lights were not turned on in the living room. Yingying, who thought there was no one there, suddenly stood up when she saw me and screamed in shock.

I looked at Yingying and was about to speak when I heard the sound of the door opening from the master bedroom behind me.

Sakura?Is Yingying back?

Sister Juan rushed out of the master bedroom, she turned on the lights in the living room to dispel the darkness surrounding me.

mom……

Yingying's voice seemed timid, and she was a little afraid to look at Sister Juan's face.

Sister Juan first looked Yingying up and down. After confirming that nothing was abnormal, the worry on her face instantly turned into anger. She raised a slap and walked towards Yingying.

ah!Mom, don’t... Brother, save me!

Yingying shrank her shoulders and hid behind me, and Sister Juan also changed her target and headed straight for me.

The mother and daughter surrounded me and started a cat and mouse game. In the end, Yingying was still grabbed by her arm, but when Sister Juan's slap was about to fall on Yingying, I stretched out my hand and blocked Sister Juan at the last moment.

Xiaoyu, let go of me!

Forget it, Sister Juan, she has already come back...

Get out of here!I can't spoil her like this anymore!It was midnight and I didn’t know that I would call my home to inform me if I didn’t teach her a lesson today and she wouldn’t go to heaven tomorrow?

Yingying, hiding in my arms, also hurriedly made a defense voice: Mom!I was setting up an examination room at school and didn’t do anything else!If you don’t believe it, call us teacher Ah!

I've beaten a long time ago!Your class teacher said you should have arrived home fifteen minutes ago. Look, show me what time it is now?

Me, I just got a little slower on the way back...

You still dare to argue Ah?

Sister Juan and Yingying began to circle around me again, and just as they chased and fled, a sound suddenly came from the master bedroom.

What's up outside?

The mother and daughter chasing stopped at the same time as if the power was cut off.

Sister Juan glared at Yingying fiercely, then turned around and walked towards the master bedroom.

I heard her voice coming from the master bedroom: It's Yingying, she's just back.

My father's voice also came out: I'll come back when I come back, what are you doing that noisy?

I just want to teach her a lesson, she has been disobedient these days...

Let’s talk about it tomorrow!Go, turn off the lights!

There were only Yingying and I left in the living room. I was immersed in the conversation between Sister Juan and my father, without saying a word, and Yingying was stunned for a while before pulling my sleeve.

Brother, your dad...Uncle Gao is back?

I didn't want to talk, just nodded.

No wonder Ah...

Yingying glanced at the master bedroom where the light was no longer visible, and muttered in a low voice, Uncle Gao was getting more and more scary.

I looked at the door that I was closed tightly, and felt indescribable.

elder brother?What’s wrong with you?

nothing……

I said lightly, but Yingying was still looking at me with caring eyes.

Okay, don’t stand here with me, are you hungry?There is still food in the kitchen, I'll go and heat it up for you...

No, I've eaten outside.

Yingying stopped me, but she was still worried about me.

After looking at my expression, she suddenly asked softly: Brother, have you quarreled with Uncle Gao again?

I didn't want to answer this question, so I said casually: Don't guess, what do you kid know...

I'm not young anymore, okay!

My words instantly ignited Yingying's anger. She rushed over and hugged my arm and refused to let me leave. Brother, can you tell me something?Tell me and tell me this, it will be a little better than holding it alone.

I opened my mouth, but swallowed the words back.

What should I say?What can I say?I also hope that there will be a close friend who can listen to me and express my sorrow in my heart, but Yingying is the most inappropriate one.

How could I tell my story about Sister Juan and Yingying, who is Sister Juan’s daughter, what would she think?

Seeing that I was silent, Yingying vaguely guessed my embarrassment and said: Brother, if you don’t think you can’t say it, forget it, but you must be willing to open Ah, even if my mother ignores you, I will be with you.

I looked at her serious eyes and felt a cool comfort in my heart.

Raising my hand, I touched Yingying's hair.

This is an action I often did when she was young, but Yingying was not very happy when she got older, and I felt that she was too childish.

But today, Yingying did not show any reluctance. She even narrowed her eyes slightly, as if she was enjoying my touch.

Don't worry about me, I'm fine.

I comforted Yingying. Her words just now did make me feel much better. Hurry up and take a shower and go to bed. Are you going to class tomorrow?It’s been a few days since the exam. You have to hurry up these days, and you can’t relax.

It's okay, brother, don't worry.

Yingying hugged me and acted coquettishly. I will definitely do better than you, brother.

Yo, what a big tone.But if you really do worse than me in the exam, then I really want to slap you in the ass.

I replied with a smile, "Okay, go to bed, I'll go to rest."

Um.Yingying nodded, but just as I was about to leave, she suddenly stopped me: Brother, come here, put your ears in.

What to do?

Come here, come here!Oh, bend your waist!You are so high I can't reach it!

I thought she was going to whisper to me, but I didn't think much about it and stood in front of her and bent down.

But she didn't expect that Yingying directly wrapped around my neck. As soon as I was about to speak, she blocked my lips with her mouth.

Bo!Yingying kissed me hard, making a loud sound.

Then she let go of her hand, jumped away from me, and said: Okay, I will give you half of my good luck today, you can't be sad anymore!

I looked at Yingying who had escaped into the room, but my heart felt a little subtle.

Something seemed to be applied to Yingying's lips, and it had a sweet smell.

Has this girl started putting on makeup at any time?

However, as soon as I turned around, I saw the closed door of the master bedroom again. The dark crack seemed to have strange magic at this moment. I used a lot of effort to suppress my urge to lie in front of the crack in the crack.

But Sister Juan was behind the door, on the bed... and my father shared the same bed.

This is an honor that I have not received. For that person, it is just as casual as drinking water and eating.

I suppressed my sorrow and unwillingness and turned around and walked into the dark room.

Tonight, I'm alone.

But God didn't let me go so easily.

I don’t know what time it was, but I was awakened by a strange sound.

The statement of awakening is actually not accurate. In fact, I kept my eyes open and couldn't sleep for a moment.

I forced myself not to listen to the movements coming from the wall, but my ears went against my will. Any subtle sound would be captured by it, and eventually my anxiety became even more unbearable.

There were always rustling sounds coming from the master bedroom next door, but my ears couldn't tell whether the sounds were from the room or the noises from other places.

My spirit has been very tense. For a moment, I even felt that I heard hallucinations. Sister Juan's face repeatedly appeared in front of me, and what made me feel even more uneasy and even scared was that Sister Juan appeared in front of me was not her usual appearance, but her delicate, sad and immersed in lust only when the two of us were alone.

Ah……

I covered my ears, trying to block the hallucinations that were desperately burying into my mind.

But a minute later, I suddenly realized something was wrong.

This is not auditory hallucination!I turned over and sat up from the bed, pressed my ears against the wall, and listened carefully.

Ah ™ race ……

There was indeed a sound coming from there, and it was a sound that I wouldn't hear wrong anyway.

Sister Juan’s voice.

My heart suddenly became confused. I didn't know what to do, or even whether I should continue to listen.

Sister Juan's voice was very weak at the beginning. If she didn't hold her breath and concentrate, it would be easy to ignore the faint sound.

But as time went by, Sister Juan's screams became louder and louder, even to the point where I could not ignore them.

And...is this really Sister Juan’s voice?I suddenly thought that I had never heard Sister Juan’s moans before.

Sister Juan always acted very restrained when she was with me. Even when she was at orgasm, she would only suppress her voice, both at home and outside.

Before, I thought this was a reflection of Sister Juan’s conservative personality, but now I have been shaken by this judgment.

At this time, the sound filled my ears seemed so delicate and tempting, and it was hard to tell whether the owner of this sound was painful or happy.

I really want to tell myself that this is not Sister Juan's voice, but that unique voice has been carved into my bones. Even if I burned me to ashes, I can still hear who it is.

I couldn't stand it anymore, and every second I spent in the room was a torment for me.

I held the door lock and opened it silently as much as possible.

As the door opened, a sound that was originally somewhat slim immediately came into the crack of the open door and also penetrated into my heart.

I stepped on the ground barefoot and stood in front of the master bedroom in silence.

Sister Juan’s voice came from there.

The voice has become extremely clear, and even made me feel the illusion that Sister Juan is lying in front of me.

But the man who was hugging Sister Juan...is not me.

Sister Juan's voice suddenly became rapid, and her moaning sound became louder and louder, but it also became even more weird.

It seemed as if she was not enjoying happiness at this time, but enduring some kind of pain.

I clenched my fists, clenched my teeth, and resisted the urge to break in.

But I also swear in my heart that once Sister Juan calls for help, I will rush in and rescue her!I swear in my heart.

But just as I was mentally prepared, Sister Juan's voice suddenly stopped abruptly, and the restless air suddenly quieted down.

The dead silence surrounded me, and for a moment I even forgot where I was and what to do.

I was a little overwhelmed.

Just as I was hesitating whether to return to my room, a sudden sound came from the master bedroom, which seemed to be the sound of footsteps, and was gradually approaching my direction.

My body reacted immediately, and before the door to the master bedroom was fully opened, I flashed and hid in the bathroom closest to me.

But the footsteps also began to move towards the bathroom. I could only lean on the bathroom wall and try my best to hide myself in the shadows in the corner.

But when the slightly heavy footsteps came to the bathroom door, my mood suddenly calmed down, and I even took the initiative to walk to the bathroom door.

Because I have already heard who the footsteps are.

The door was opened, and I turned on the lights in the bathroom first before the figure walking in.

ah!

Sister Juan, who was suddenly surrounded by light, subconsciously screamed, but I was already ready. When she just made a sound, she hugged her and covered her mouth.

Sister Juan's horrified eyes widened even more after seeing my face.

I let go of my hand, and she immediately asked me in a voice that could be suppressed: Xiaoyu?Why are you here and what are you doing?

Sister Juan…

I hugged Sister Juan, who hadn't remembered to push me away for a while, and said, "I'm waiting for you."

wait for me?

Sister Juan's tone was puzzled. She looked into my eyes and suddenly understood something.

You've been outside all the time?

I didn't say anything, and chose the default.

You... heard it all?

Sister Juan's voice began to tremble, and she finally realized that she was being held in my arms, trying to break free from my arms.

But I also increased my strength and refused to let go of her body.

Xiaoyu, let go of me, your father is still awake, he will see it!

Sister Juan struggled under my imprisonment, and I was finally able to look at her now.

Sister Juan is still wearing the nightgown I am familiar with, but her appearance looks a little different from usual.

I took a closer look and found that the front and back of the nightgown was the opposite. Sister Juan must have put the clothes on her body in a very hurry. She didn't even realize that she was wearing the clothes in the wrong way.

There was a smell of sweat wrapped around her body, which I was also familiar with because I had smelled countless times, and this was the breath that Sister Juan would emit after her passion.

Xiaoyu, please let go of me!If I don’t go back, your father will find out, and you will be discovered too!

Sister Juan's voice was almost begging. She no longer struggled, as if she had already agreed that she could not escape my control, but her terrified eyes torture my heart even more deeply than physically.

I took another breath of Sister Juan’s breath and asked a question that had been hanging in my heart for a long time: Sister Juan, who is better, me or him?

What were you saying?

Answer me, if you say it, I will let you go.

Sister Juan's body suddenly softened, and she said in a sob voice: Xiaoyu... Don't force me anymore, okay...

Sister Juan's sob directly shattered my heart, and I almost let go of my hand, but the stubbornness in my heart still made me grit my teeth and endure the heart-wrenching pain, and continued to ask: Sister Juan, do you really don't care about me?

Sister Juan was stunned for a moment and said quietly: How could I not care about you...

and you……

But Xiaoyu, have you ever considered my ideas?Do you know what I think?You ask me if I have cared about you, and have you cared about me?

Sister Juan’s questioning made me wonder what to do. I was about to speak to tell, but I noticed Sister Juan’s eyes from the mirror.

That was a pair of… eyes full of despair.

I subconsciously let go of my hand, and Sister Juan did not escape from my arms immediately. She gently spread my arms, then turned around, and looked at me face to face.

Xiaoyu, I said, I finally found this home now.I care about you, but I care more about this home, everyone in this home!

Sister Juan lowered her head and said in a choked voice: I think I'm fine, please, okay?Don't do this anymore, I don't want to...I see this family scattered because of myself.I have been regretting these days. I regret that I promised you that day and that I harmed you...

My lips were trembling. I wanted to deny Sister Juan's words, but the sobbing Sister Juan exuded aura that was thousands of miles away, which made me unable to get closer.

Promise me, don't do this again, okay?For me, for yourself.

Sister Juan looked up at me. She stretched out one hand, as if she wanted to touch my face, but she changed her mind halfway through, and her hand was clenched into a fist in the air.

Sister Juan left with a staggering step. When she walked to the door, she turned around and looked at me who was still stunned, and let out a long sigh.

I stood in the bathroom, listening to the door of the master bedroom open and close, listening to Sister Juan explaining to her father why she was stranded outside, and listening to everything around her escape from the noise and turning into silence.

This is the first time I feel Sister Juan’s alienation from me.