"Okay, okay, how long are you planning to hold on?"
Truth be told, Ava wished to hug him longer, even wanting to cling to Sam without ever letting go.
This embrace was obviously unusual, not just because of the relief after a near-death experience, but also because both were scantily clad.
She could touch Sam’s neck and shoulders with her hands.
She could also feel Sam’s body warmth against her breasts and neck.
She knew what she was doing was sowhat inappropriate, feeling both shy and nervous.
Yet, deep inside, she told herself she enjoyed this sensation. Ava didn’t dislike this feeling at all, not disliking this brother nad Sam.
But since Sam had already spoken, Ava felt it might be inappropriate to continue hugging him.
She let go, then put on her usual facade.
"I didn’t want to hug you, okay? Consider it a reward for saving —hmph!"
Sam looked at the front: "Hope it’s just a reward."
Ava glanced down, following Sam’s gaze, and noticed Angel’s chest. It turned out that Sam had been looking at Angel’s breasts while speaking.
Ava subconsciously compared her own breasts.
Too small? Not really! Only a bit smaller than Angel’s... Is she a cow?! Only 18 and look at that! Is she planning to produce milk or what?
Ava blushed and glared at Sam. "Pervert!"
Sam diverted his gaze, shaking his head. "You’re still a kid, what do you know about being perverted..."
You haven’t seen what truly perverted is.
Suddenly, Ava rembered sothing. "Right... don’t tell mom and dad about this when we get back, okay?"
"Why? Afraid they’ll scold you?"
"Not at all... I just don’t want them to worry, and there’s also the church service later... I don’t want them to overthink."
Looking at his sowhat guilty sister, Sam sighed internally. At heart, she was still a gentle and kind girl.
Sam gently tousled Ava’s hair, finding her damp locks soft and smooth.
"Okay, I understand. I promise you."
"Mm..."
"Ava, are you okay? We were scared to death just now, thank goodness Sam was here..."
As Miraluna and the others approached, Sam stood up to give them space to chat.
Sam glanced at Angel, who stood a short distance away, expressionless. After a mont’s hesitation, he walked over to her.
"I told you not to compete with kids... It’s easy to get into trouble that way."
Looking up at Sam, Angel replied with a slight tilt of her head. "I didn’t get into trouble."
"But I don’t want her to get into trouble either."
"She’s your sister, not mine."
Angel’s matter-of-fact tone seed harsh and cold.
However, Sam wasn’t bothered, for he had already noticed sothing. "Don’t think I didn’t see it. You were almost at the finish line, but when you found Ava was drowning, you were the first one trying to turn back to save her."
Angel frowned noticeably, her expression briefly unsettled, then reverted to her usual disdainful look.
"That was just a mont of kindness. It’s not sothing that happens all the ti. Better remind your sister not to bite off more than she can chew. I’m not soone she can provoke."
Sam smiled and shook his head. "She’ll probably learn her lesson this ti."
"I want to ask you sothing... If—"
"Don’t ask who I would save if you and Ava fell into the water. I’d unconditionally save my sister."
Before Angel could finish, Sam preempted with his avoidance tactic, hoping to steer clear of such clichéd questions.
Angel narrowed her eyes at Sam. "If I were in trouble, you’d be in trouble too."
"But I couldn’t let her get hurt."
"Why?"
Sam looked into the distance with that familiar, sowhat pretentious, yet playful gaze.
"Because that’s what brothers do... As a man, as a brother, that’s just how it should be, without question."
But after a scoff, Angel countered, "It’s probably not because you’re a brother, but because she’s Ava."
"What’s the difference?"
Sam failed to grasp the implication behind Angel’s words.
Angel glanced at the adorable girl engaging warmly with Miraluna and Celestria, then lowered her voice. "You never ntioned before that there’s no blood relation between you two."
Sam was taken aback for a mont: "Was there a need to specify? You never asked."
"But isn’t this a special situation?"
"What’s so special about it? At least in my heart, she’s no different from a biological sister, and my parents think the sa."
Angel narrowed her eyes at Sam, her deep gaze as if scrutinizing him, probing his soul.
Read latest chapters at .Côm
"So, honestly, seeing your sister grow up so beautiful, and almost 18, don’t you have any other thoughts? Especially since there’s no blood relation..."
Sam imdiately grasped Angel’s implication and responded directly.
"How could there be any other thoughts? Not to ntion anything else, if I had such thoughts, my dad would break my cock."
In truth, whether it was the mories Sam saw in dreams or his feelings for Ava since returning,
Sam would never entertain such strange thoughts, as it would be a desecration.
Angel scoffed: "Do you know what destiny likes to do the most?"
Sam, puzzled by the constantly shifting, whimsical topics of Angel, asked, "What?"
Angel looked towards the distance.
"It always likes to change things people think won’t change, twist the principles people hold true, and create surprises in situations everyone thinks are normal... I hope the future you rembers how you feel now."
After saying this, Angel walked alone towards the changing area.
Sam watched her departure, perplexed.
What’s she getting at?
Of course, Sam wasn’t a fool.
Even though he couldn’t hear Angel’s thoughts, he vaguely understood what she was trying to convey.
However... in Sam’s view, such a thing would never happen, not ever.
...
"Thank you, Miss Angel, for having us today~ Sam, Ava, we’ll be taking our leave now, goodbye~~~"
The car stopped at an intersection, and Miraluna and Celestria got out.
After a day of fun, they were tired and had no plans to visit Ava’s ho.
On the way back, only three people were left... Sam felt sowhat troubled, even restless.
Not because of hemorrhoids.
But because Angel was on his left, and Ava on his right.
And he was exactly in the middle.
What a situation.
Despite the spacious seats, Sam was squeezed between two won, forced to look straight ahead, daring not to lean towards either side.
Sam hoped they could maintain this silent state all the way to the doorstep.
Unexpectedly, Ava was the first to break the silence, and to his surprise, her first words were: "Today, you won. But if there’s a next ti, I’ll win back."
Angel turned her face to glance at Ava. "Don’t be so confident. Even if your leg hadn’t cramped, I would have won in the end."
Eh? Wait, if you’re going to say that...
"What do you an you would have won? I was clearly ahead of you by half a body length!"
"Where did that half a body length co from? You must have been hallucinating from swimming too hard."
"No hallucinations! You just won’t admit it, that even being two years older, you can’t beat . Having a swimming champion as a coach... how amusing!"
"Being two years older should be a disadvantage, shouldn’t it? You sure have the nerve to say that."
"What disadvantage! Everyone knows that eighteen is the peak of physical fitness! You really have so nerve!"
"What nerve do I have? I have every reason to suspect you pretended to have a leg cramp because you realized you couldn’t beat ."
"Who said that!!"
Caught in the middle, Sam, who had been looking straight ahead, suddenly laughed.
Indeed, it was all an illusion.
The world had never beco better.
It was all a mirage...
"Brother, why are you laughing? Are you laughing at her or at ?"
Wait, how did the topic turn to him?
Angel turned her face towards him, pinching Sam’s cheek.
"You’re laughing at her, right? Tell her you were just laughing at her."
’It has nothing to do with ! I was just laughing, that’s all!’
The car quickly arrived ho.
Sam, appearing to greet his family with a calm smile, was actually feeling a faint pain on his face.
What else could he do? A man must always keep a smile on his face.
Otherwise, what? Should he sit in the car and cry his eyes out?
Sam kept his promise and didn’t ntion Ava’s near-drowning incident.
After a brief dinner, Sam finally lay down in bed, able to montarily shed his exhaustion and relax.
Why was this trip ho so tiring? Could the storyline of ga be suggesting that Cedarwood is more dangerous than Kuhang?
It seed unlikely, as, besides his sister, there was nothing in Sam’s hotown that could truly be considered a threat.
And how could Ava be considered a danger?
She had no reason to beco soone like Angel.
Enough of that.
Ti to stop thinking about these things and get so sleep.
Sam turned off his phone and closed his eyes.
Due to physical exhaustion and mainly ntal fatigue, Sam quickly fell asleep.
In a daze, he dread of many things, saw nurous scenes flash before his eyes.
Complex and intertwined, they passed by until he dread of Angel pointing a gun at his forehead and firing, which woke him up.
Sam, sweating, gasped for breath. Why would he dream of such a scene?
"Ding."
Suddenly, he heard the clear sound of a text ssage alert.
An uneasy intuition told him that a ssage at this hour... spelled trouble.
It had been a long while since he’d received such a foreboding text.
And intuition suggested this might just be one.
Though reluctant, Sam knew he had to check.
So, he turned over.
Behind him was the dim glow of his phone screen.
He turned over...
"Seems like you had a nightmare, was it about ?"
The unexpected voice made Sam’s eyes widen in shock.
Right before him, almost touching his face!
The phone’s light revealed a face not his own.
It was...
Angel, smiling and looking at Sam!
Reviews
All reviews (0)