The room was dimly lit.
Sam didn’t seem fully awake, perhaps due to the emotional impact of the young girl behind him, which left him feeling dizzy and disoriented.
His mind wandered for a mont.
"What’s wrong?"
Sam could clearly feel the emotions coming from the girl behind him, her voice low and subrged, like a drowning person struggling in water.
It was heart-wrenching to hear.
It made it impossible for Sam to push her away forcefully.
It seed like any act of rejection now would shatter the girl’s heart.
He found himself in a difficult position.
At the sa ti, he hadn’t expected that his sister would one day be so bold as to crawl into his bed.
If she could do this, what wouldn’t she dare to do?
"It’s nothing... just feeling really upset."
The girl spoke softly.
It seed she saw Sam as her only support, perhaps realizing after her arrival that too much had changed in her absence, changes she couldn’t cope with.
Given Ava’s age and experience, she was ultimately a child who needed support and a way to vent her emotions.
Sam thought for a mont, didn’t pull away her hand, but instead looked forward and said,
"Sorry for making you feel bad."
"...It’s my own fault."
She said this, speaking close to Sam’s neck, her breath moist and enveloping his back, a feeling hard to describe—indescribably warm and comforting, a sensation irreplaceable by anyone else.
It was like letting a man feel that there’s always soone behind you.
No matter what kind of person you beco, whether you are monstrously evil or opposed by the whole world, there’s always a way back behind you, a safe return.
"Don’t think too much... it’s not your fault, these are just my own choices, you don’t need to feel sad for , I’m still living well, and there’s no danger."
Sam spoke softly to comfort her, patting the back of her hand wrapped around his waist.
It was as gentle as soothing a child to sleep.
The nights were cold this season, seemingly with cold winds seeping through every crack, touching everyone’s most vulnerable spots.
But now, Sam’s blanket was warm.
Like warm seawater, embracing all the sorrowful children.
"But I don’t want you to be like this... Why do you have to be like this, brother?"
She asked a question that was dood to have no precise answer. Everyone has monts of vulnerability and misunderstanding that beco a knot no one can untie.
Sam sighed softly.
"I don’t know... but a lot of things are like this, aren’t they? You walk down a path and suddenly realize this is the way it is, you do sothing and suddenly find it’s already turned out this way. I’m sorry, I’m not a perfect brother, nor a very good man. But it’s okay, you’re great, you’re the best sister, so you will be happy."
Sam spoke softly to comfort her.
But these words caused a sharp pain at the back of his neck.
She had bitten him.
Right where the neck ets the shoulder.
The bite wasn’t very deep, but it left the marks of her teeth.
"Ouch... what was that for?"
"Because you’re being awful, so I had to bite you," she humd.
Her tone was a bit indulgent, yet the words were defiant, almost endearingly so, like a heroine straight out of an ani.
Sam chuckled wryly.
"I’m literally wishing you happiness, how does that make awful?"
"Without you, brother, I can’t be happy."
Ava held on even tighter, showing no signs of letting go.
She had read in many romance novels that if you give a man a chance to escape, he will fly away quickly.
And she didn’t want to give this young man that chance.
At least not tonight; she didn’t want him to leave her embrace.
Even if her embrace was small, unable to hold much, it could still hold a heart, could still press against his warm, broad back.
"How could that be... Even though we are siblings, we will eventually have to part ways, have our own lives, our own families. You will find your own happiness too. Of course, that might be a distant thing, but we can’t deny all this."
"No, I refuse."
Ava said stubbornly.
"Why are you so stubborn, just like a child..."
"I am your little sister, the happiness I want is sothing you don’t even understand. When you say these things, you just want to stay away from you."
Had Ava understood so quickly?
Was Sam’s intention too obvious after all?
"It’s not just for that reason..."
"That’s right, so you are awful, brother. To keep away from you, you’d rather paint yourself in such an unfavorable light, even making yourself out to be a womanizer."
"Isn’t it possible that I actually am a womanizer?"
What’s going on these days?
Sam claims he’s a womanizer and no one believes him, right? Aren’t the facts right in front of everyone?
Angel and Sophie, these two girls with unique charms, are the dream of countless n. Who else but Sam, the womanizer, could bring these two together?
Isn’t that proof enough?
If being a womanizer were a cri that required a court trial, Sam could be sentenced to life imprisonnt right away.
With such clear evidence, how could Ava still be doubting?
"Absolutely not!" she asserted confidently.
Sam tried to struggle, feeling that Ava’s thoughts were becoming more and more bizarre, even the warmth of her embrace felt abnormal.
But compared to his cautious struggling, Ava, unburdened by such concerns, was much more direct.
To prevent Sam from escaping, she even used her long legs to hook around her brother’s thighs.
The advantage of having long legs was clearly demonstrated at this mont.
Ava instantly beca like a seductive serpent, locking Sam in place.
"I really don’t know what to say anymore..."
Sam was almost in tears, how could there still be a need for soone to try so hard to prove they’re a womanizer!
anwhile, Ava pressed tightly against Sam’s body, her foot only a layer of underwear away from Sam’s cock, seemingly oblivious to the occasional delicate friction.
Her body temperature, the frequency of her heartbeat, seed to beco less perceptible.
It was as if she was imrsed in this ga of intimate contact, with a straightforward purpose, but the sensations were coming from all directions.
Like the friction from the chest area, or the strange sensations from the feet...
"Brother, you’re just a bad guy, I’ve known it all along. It’s okay, I don’t care about those friends of yours."
As long as I have you, I don’t care about anything else! Brother, do you even understand?
This must be the only thought in Ava’s mind right now! Just as she was about to voice this thought, Sam interrupted her.
"You already know, don’t you? My relationships with Angel and Sophie are ambiguous, definitely more complex than just friends."
"It’s okay, I’ll try to make sure they remain just friends with you."
"Can’t you just focus on tomorrow’s competition instead of wasting effort on pointless things?"
"No way, brother, you are the aning of my life. Don’t even think about getting rid of , not in this lifeti."
Ava said firmly, her cheek rubbing against Sam’s back, shoulders, and even his neck.
Sam couldn’t understand why Ava was so fixated on such a strange thing. Why, knowing that her brother was a womanizer, did she still cling to him like this?
Sam gave up struggling, resignedly opening his eyes.
"Listen to , Ava..."
"Go ahead."
"Brother is just such a terrible person, not just with Angel, not just the Sophie you’ve seen, there might be other won too, with unclear relationships with ... These are not for you to ddle in. I’m a womanizer, I admit it, I’m laying it all out, and you focusing on is a mistake."
There was no other way.
Sam could only speak so bluntly.
Hoping Ava would co to her senses a bit.
But for Ava at that mont, it seed like nothing was a problem. Even if Sam said he had a million mistresses, Ava probably wouldn’t care!
"It’s definitely not a mistake... It’s okay, brother, I know those won are the ones seducing you, you don’t want this, right? As long as we’re together, I believe they’re not a problem, I’ll help you, I’ll always be with you, after all, we’re the ones destined to be together, we’ll never be apart, right?"
Ava spoke with such certainty, as if it were a definite prophecy.
As she said this, Sam finally found an opportunity, quickly pulling her hands away and turning around.
Facing the girl reaching out to him, he imdiately grabbed her hands.
The two looked at each other, Ava’s gaze imdiately becoming shy and nervous. Clearly, saying things face-to-face was completely different from speaking behind soone’s back.
Sam took a deep breath, looking at his sister’s face, which, despite its youthful greenness, was already quite beautiful.
"Listen, we are siblings, we can’t talk about these things anymore. Even if I agreed, our parents would never agree. Plus, I know my own issues and the challenges I face; it’s all very complicated, not sothing you can handle at your young age. At least until you’re 18, I will only see you as my sister."
Sam scoured all reasons, trying to persuade her.
Ava glanced at him, her shy face and eyes brimming with tears revealing a naive bewildernt.
"We are siblings... isn’t that the very reason it’s ant to be?"
"Where did you get that idea?"
"Because... we t first. Those won around you, they didn’t et you as early as I did."
"...I have to say, your perspective on things is really unique."
"You admit it then?"
"That’s not what I an!"
Ava began to struggle against his grip, twisting her body and rubbing her legs against Sam’s.
Her legs inadvertently brushed against Sam’s penis, the unique sensation instantly making Sam’s expression turn strange.
Yes, they were siblings, but why, why did just an accidental touch from Ava’s foot cause him to get an erection?!
At that mont, Sam’s expression beca even more peculiar. He bent over, sitting back as much as possible, trying to cover the noticeably bulging area of his underwear.
"You an it... you just don’t know it yet, but I’ll prove it to you. Whether it’s Angel, Sophie, or any other woman... I need you, and my happiness needs you."
"No, stop moving around, what are you doing..."
"Then let go!"
"If I let go, you’ll definitely do sothing even more drastic!"
"That’s not possible, I..."
"Bang."
With a gentle kick, Ava made Sam release his hands.
He hadn’t expected her kick to hit the bullseye.
The mont Sam’s hands were freed, Ava couldn’t control where her unintentional kick landed—it felt like a warm, hard, large object.
The next instant, she threw her arms open and bravely hugged him.
She embraced her brother forcefully, their bodies pressing closely together in the not-so-spacious room.
In that mont, Sam’s hands hung in the air, empty and unsure, as if subrged in water.
The warm girl in his arms hugged him tightly, burying her head in his chest.
Her legs intertwined with Sam’s, hanging on him like a koala.
A hard object poked against Ava’s stomach, preventing her from fully pressing her body against Sam’s. But in that mont, their distance was the closest it had ever been, as if Ava had moved into Sam’s soul, embedded in his heart.
She lowered her voice, sultry enough to scorch.
"Brother, you don’t know... after you left last ti, how much I hoped to see you again."
"Ava..."
"I miss you so much... Brother, I think about you every day, every ti I close my eyes, even in my dreams... I have to tell you, I can’t help but tell you all this..."
"..."
"No matter if you’re a wasteland or a ruin, no matter how bad you think you are, no matter how chaotic and unclear your life is. I will be your final destination. I don’t want to be the priestess of the church... I want to be your only deities maiden."
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