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Perhaps, what I want to make up for is that I can quietly look at him, listen to his heartbeat, smell his aroma, and touch that handsome face. Perhaps, after all these years of waiting, this moment is enough.

A tear slipped from the corner of his eye.

My brother still saw it

"Why are you crying?"

"Brother, you're so good-looking."

My brother is about to laugh out loud, "Silly girl." ”

As soon as the words fell, I quickly put my hands around my brother's neck, jumped violently, and crossed my legs around his waist.

Yes, this time I took the initiative. Even though my brother dislikes me and can't kiss, I still want to kiss his lips at this time.

Perhaps, tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, everything will no longer belong to me. Perhaps, the one who chose to give up was me, and I was the one who couldn't think of the answer to the question.

At this moment, the inexplicable sadness in my heart is especially sad.

Probably sensing that something was wrong with me, he squeezed out a sentence between the sturdy mouths that I was gagged in, "Hyosung, what's wrong with you." ”

"It's fine." Leave his lips.

In this position, I lay on his shoulder and cried. My brother patted me lightly on the back.

"No more crying, no more crying, what's wrong?" With that, he carried me to the bedside.

Probably it was hard to hold me like this, so he sat on the edge of the bed and pushed me away, "What's wrong, suddenly, crying well." ”

I cried even harder, from muffling to crying.

The elder brother was shocked.

"What the hell is going on? I don't want to go with you, if you like your current job, like the city where you work, I can go with you. Don't cry, it's been a good day, how can you cry like this now. ”

As he spoke, he wiped my tears.

I still want to cry on his shoulder.

I don't know if my brother doesn't know how to coax me not to cry, or if he can't do anything in the face of this sudden change, so he can only say nothing, let me change my posture and cry by myself. He just patted me lightly on the back.

I don't know where the grievances came from, the sadness of crying. After crying for a while, I finally got better.

But I refused to get off my brother.

"Brother, take me and wash your face."

Still in that position, my brother carried me to the bathroom.

Putting me on the sink before I left my brother's shoulder.

"Why are you crying so sadly?" Washing my face while talking (in fact, I covered my eyes with a cold wet towel and wiped my face)

I didn't speak.

"Do you want to carry you back to bed?"

"Hmm"

In the same position, my brother carried me back to the bed and put me on the bed. I lay down.

My brother kissed me on the forehead and went out.

Come back after a while. I didn't fall asleep, but I didn't want to open my eyes again.

I heard a sigh. This sigh is sighing that I am emotionally unstable, or sighing, it is time-consuming and laborious to fall in love with me, or sighing, the road between us, and the road after that is not easy to walk at all.

Then I felt my brother lying next to me, one hand under my neck and the other around my waist.

I was 24 years old and my brother was 34 years old.

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So he hugged me and slept all night.

When I woke up in the morning, I was fine, but when I turned over, my heart started to beat very fast again.

I sat up, and my brother followed suit, "What's wrong?" ”

"My heart is beating so fast, brother, you touch it." Stretch out a hand

This time, my brother touched my pulse like a fortune teller, "It's very fast, come and lie down and rest for a while, why do you see me so excited!" Heartbeat all day. ”

Although the heart was beating fast, it was not as uncomfortable as breathless.

The first time I said shamelessly, "Brother also lie down", in fact, my thoughts at the time were very simple, I felt that I could be quiet listening to my brother's heartbeat.

It's just that this may not sound so simple to another adult man.

My brother smiled and lay down on his side, stretching out his arm to signal me to lie down.

I put my ear to his chest as much as I could, I wanted to hear his heartbeat.

Listening to the heartbeat, he lay down with his eyes closed for a while, and looked up at his brother.

I remember when I was a child, I could suck out a bruise on my arm, but it was very hard and it hurt.

It hurts! As soon as he thought of this, he stopped thinking about it and looked at his brother's neck.

As everyone knows, this bruise has a new name, kiss marks.

I sucked it for a long time, and after sucking, I asked "Does it hurt?" ”

"A little!"

I felt my tongue go numb, and he felt a little bit!

"This is punishment, lie to me next time, and change it to a more painful way."

"It's punishment again, how many times have I been punished. Are you sure it's punishment? Are you sure I'm going to hurt more? ”

This is so subtle, forgive me for being stupid, because from that moment on, I felt that my IQ was at the SB level again.

I was still pondering that sentence when our postures changed instantly.

One of my brother's arms was already under me, and as soon as he turned around, he became a very standard position above me and below.

A bed, a pair of adult men and women, my SB IQ understands what is going to happen next.

Maybe this would have happened a few years ago, and I'm grateful to my brother for not letting it happen, and a few years later, we're all adults, and if it happens, I'll be able to accept it. At least this man in front of me, I liked for many years.

From the moment I saw him again, I knew I always liked him. My brother is right, I don't have to choose between him and the third brother, I just want to completely reject a person.

My brother's question came from my ear: "Would you like to?" ”

I didn't answer because I didn't know what to answer.

Dense kisses came at me all over the world.

It was already early in the morning, and a few rays of sunlight were squeezing in through the cracks in the curtains.

My brother kissed very seriously, and I felt very stiff, but also very limpable, and I couldn't move.

After my brother's kiss, I saw the twinkle in his eyes from the slightest ray of sunlight, and I also felt the confusion in my eyes, everything was the first time, and I couldn't explain why his eyes were blurred.

The phrase "Would you like to?" came to my ears. ”

I still didn't answer.

My brother kissed me lightly on the lips, and then the battlefield shifted to my neck, but it wasn't a kiss, and I could clearly feel a wet feeling.

It's not a kiss, it's the feeling of the tip of the tongue.

I can't put it into words, and I feel even more powerless.

"Brother"

My brother looked up at me and took off my glasses, he was already highly short-sighted, and his blurry eyes could no longer see his brother's face.

When I kissed it again for the third time, I could already clearly feel the temperature from my brother's chest. The hand below me had somehow untied the only strap on my robe.

This hand was unbuttoning my underwear, and I couldn't understand how one hand was unbuttoning it. But I already felt a different temperature.

What I didn't expect was that my brother was very persistent and asked me, "Would you like to?" ”

I didn't answer the question directly, just asked, "Does it hurt?" ”

"It doesn't hurt!"

This question sounded like an indirect answer to my brother: "I do!" ”

The storm came as scheduled.

Suddenly my mind drifted through the only physiology class taught by the teacher in college. I still remember the teacher said that the first time it would be red, it would be very painful.

It's been a long time since I felt it, and I really haven't felt a lot of pain, maybe my brother is right, it doesn't hurt.

This brief thought drifted away, and the next second there was pain.

The posture changed again, something entered the body, and the pain was obvious.

I pinched my brother's arm, "Brother, it hurts." ”

"Bear with me, it won't hurt right away."

It's not that it doesn't hurt, it's going to hurt more, this time it's the pain of entering, I don't know why my brother paused, after a short pause, it really hurts even more.

My brother leaned into my ear and said, "Bear with me, it won't hurt soon." ”

For me, it was the first time, and I could only passively think that what my brother said was right, so I endured it.

Maybe this is the shot that is shown on TV every time it is either a mosaic or a quilt, or it is a shot that closes the door.

I don't know how long it took, I couldn't bear it, it really hurt.

There was only one sentence in his mouth: "My brother hurts, it really hurts." ”

If it weren't for my strong physique, I guess I would have died in pain.

Probably seeing that I was really in pain, after saying this, my brother stopped, and after a while, there was a feeling that something was leaving his body, and the pain was reduced a lot.

My brother didn't leave, kissed my forehead, wiped the sweat from my forehead, and whispered in my ear, "I love you." ”

I just remember that my brother hugged me for a long time, and then I fell asleep in a daze.