How rude, we are pure love!

His eyes became blurry.

My body is somewhat out of control.

Half asleep and half awake, she murmured, "Sister..."

Then, Yukinoshita Yukino stopped talking. Unable to resist the sleepiness, she lay down on the sofa and closed her eyes.

Qingye looked at her and felt a little strange.

Yukino's alcohol tolerance shouldn't be that bad...

"Qingye, she's asleep."

Qingye was stunned. This sentence was too familiar and instantly reminded him of something.

Yukinoshita Haruno gently covered her sister with a blanket, then turned off the lights in the living room, leaving only a table lamp on, and stood in front of him, looking down at him.

The dimly illuminated body in the darkness is breathtakingly beautiful.

Qingye raised his head and saw Yukinoshita Haruno's bright eyes, and swallowed unconsciously.

He already understood everything, this woman did it on purpose!

Before he could react——

He suddenly fell on the sofa, and Yukinoshita Haruno almost pressed her whole body on him, her chest pressing against his chest, her thighs intertwined with his. He couldn't tell whose heartbeat was thumping, and the charming fragrance enveloped him. Only then did he realize that Haruno had just taken a shower.

The sofa cushion sank under the weight of the two people.

Yukinoshita Haruno, who was on top of him, held his shoulders and sat up.

"I regret."

——A faint voice came out from those red lips.

"What do you regret?" Qingye felt his voice was a little dry, and he turned his head subconsciously, but happened to see the sleeping face of Yukinoshita Yukino across the sofa, and an inexplicable sense of guilt emerged in his heart.

"If I hadn't so willfully thrown the job to Yukino, she wouldn't have thought about changing herself, and you wouldn't be tied down in our house... You should have had a brighter future."

If... she imagined that if she took over the work at home, she would be able to handle everything more easily. Although Qingye would also assist her, no time would be wasted. In fact, this is the most reasonable combination, right?

Yukinoshita Haruno sat astride him, touching his cheek with one hand. There was no special movement, but Qingye still didn't dare to move.

But... she seemed to be talking about serious matters. Qingye breathed a sigh of relief and looked at her face. He could see her guilt from Yangno's voice and expression.

Should I say they are worthy of being sisters? In some ways they are exactly the same.

"Didn't I tell you that with me here, you can do what you like and decide your own future. You must keep going forward with determination." Qingye looked into her eyes.

"But there must be a better way."

A way for us all to achieve happiness.

Yukinoshita Haruno's gentle voice caressed his ears.

The black skirt slid up, revealing her snow-white thighs.

There was a long silence, and the soft and even breathing of Yukinoshita Yukino could be clearly heard from the opposite side.

"Almost..."

Qingye's breathing suddenly stopped, and a tingling sensation ran through his body. He felt Yukinoshita Haruno move her thigh, warm and soft.

Yukinoshita Haruno stared down at him, staring at this brother whom she had watched grow up since childhood, from being reserved and cautious to being strong and cheerful, from being ignorant and immature to being mature and reserved. She exhaled softly, without saying a word, her body filled with the fragrance of wine, she just looked at him, her eyes flickering.

"Don't move! Yukino is still watching..."

"Isn't this better?"

As if she heard some noise, Yukinoshita Yukino, who was sitting opposite the sofa, opened her eyes in a daze. In her hazy and dark vision, she saw her sister riding on that person and bending over.

There was also a faint sound coming.

"Hehe, you've been staring at this place since a while ago. You must have been abused by Yukino for too long, poor Kiyono-kun."

"I do not have……"

It's a dream.

"Hmph, you act like you're reluctant, but you're actually pretty happy, right? You're eating rice bowls and stuff."

"Well……"

The sound of clothes rubbing against each other.

Yukinoshita Yukino held her heavy eyelids open.

A nasty dream.

"Give me a kiss and I won't tease you anymore."

"..."

Breathing.

"Kiss again..."

Nasal sounds and heavy breathing.

The drowsy Yukinoshita Yukino frowned, unable to resist the sleepiness, and closed her eyes.

What a nasty dream...

*

A man was standing outside the door of the building under the snow. He was wearing a light blue plaid scarf, his hair was naturally scattered on his forehead, and there was a paper bag on the ground beside him. He had a tough and heroic face, which was enough to make the young woman blush and hand over her contact information.

At this moment, the man was facing the camera of his mobile phone with a smug look on his face.

"Well, as expected of me, I'm still so handsome at thirty!"

At this time, the door opened. Qingye saw through the camera that a cold woman with long black hair walked out. He put away his mobile phone and waved with a smile.

"Today is your birthday, why are you still so late after get off work?"

——To be precise, it was her 30th birthday, but Yukinoshita Yukino's appearance had not changed at all, as if time had stopped for her. It would be a bit of a stretch to call her a high school student, but calling her a college student was just right.

Well, she is worthy of being Yukinoshita, she is still so beautiful at the age of thirty!

"There's nothing special to do." Yukinoshita Yukino looked at Kiyono's reddened hands from the cold, her eyes gradually softening: "Why don't you come into the company and call me?"

"Well... does waiting outside like this make you feel more like home?" Qingye smiled.

“Is this the great writer’s unique understanding of atmosphere?”

Yukinoshita Yukino teased and took the initiative to take a step forward. Kiyono took her bag, picked up the paper bag, and followed her. They both tacitly did not call a driver and just strolled on the street.

The winter sunset seems to be warmth that can be held in the palm of your hand, casting a layer of golden glow on the city. Their figures are almost stuck together, walking on the road bathed in warm light. The buildings beside the road remain the same. Parents hold their children's hands and go home after work. There are children playing games with fire, and the old grandfather next to them will educate them with a stern face. The cute yellow dog squats on the ground waiting.

Chiba is a very warm place. It is an agricultural city. It has both the fulfillment of Tokyo and the simplicity and cleanliness of the countryside. Most of the neighbors are familiar to each other, and you will meet your friends' mothers in the supermarket. The city's construction has hardly changed over the years. The buildings are still there, and the music of the old shops is still there. It seems that a balance has been found here. Time flows very slowly, allowing people to look back to the past from the present, but also look forward to the future.

"What are we having for dinner tonight?" Yukinoshita Yukino's voice was also very gentle, like warm snow.

"Mother will cook for you today. There are shrimp, fish, soup, stew, and cake. Yang Nai will also help. I'm sure they are all your favorites. However, Yang Nai will secretly add things like chili and mustard as a mischief, so you have to be careful."

"Today a white cat came into my office. No matter if I touched its head, circled around it, or squatted beside it and meowed, it didn't react. It just looked at me intently, wagging its tail occasionally. It felt amazing."

"If it's a male cat, please take it to be sterilized immediately... Speaking of which, today when I was watering the flowers in the yard, I blocked the water pipe with my finger, leaving a small gap, and pointed the water towards the sky, and I just saw a rainbow."

"Are you a primary school student?"

On the way home, the two chatted about the most ordinary topics, such as what they wanted to eat in the evening, what happened today, and seeing the flowers blooming in the cold winter, they would sigh that they were so beautiful. Just sharing the small details of life made them feel extremely happy.

She must be happy now. Her relationship with her family is getting better and better. She is loved by her family. She has goals she wants to achieve. She goes home with this person and goes home normally... It would be great if times like this could last forever.

She likes this kind of life, this kind of life, and this kind of happiness, so, so——

In the future of another world, she will definitely find this person and pursue greater happiness.

Yukinoshita Yukino subconsciously slowed down her pace.

As they chatted, Qingye slowed down his pace until he stopped completely. Chiba, the old driver, looked at the surrounding scenery, pinched his chin, and fell into deep thought.

"Ms. Yukinoshita? This doesn't look like the way home."

There is sea ahead.

Alas, idiot, Yukinoshita Yukino turned her head to look at him and sighed deeply.

Qingye looked at her in confusion.

Yukinoshita Yukino's fingers were entangled with her black hair, a faint blush appeared on her cheeks, and a pair of cold eyes were looking straight at her, with a hint of shyness, looking extremely cute in the halo of dusk.

"It will be over in a moment. I want to celebrate my birthday with you..."

Some women are like flowers that bloom desperately when they see a man, while some women are reserved and proud, swaying gracefully only for one man.

What's wrong with this woman? She's too cute, is that it? Is she one of those creatures that gets cuter as she gets older?

Qingye blushed and coughed twice:

"let's go."

Yukinoshita nodded softly, and the two of them walked to the beach.

Qingye raised his head, the sea was swaying quietly, and the setting sun was falling bit by bit above the sea.

The light red and dark blue complement each other, shining brightly.

Next to him, Yukinoshita Yukino held down her hair that was blown by the wind and looked into the distance with gentle eyes. In front of her was only the sea under the sunset, as if there were only the two of them left in the world.

There is loneliness in the calmness.

"By the way, this is for you." Qingye took out a plush doll that was just big enough to hold in his arms from his handbag and handed it to her.

Yukinoshita Yukino lowered her head and looked away. It was Mr. Pan, the panda doll's bright black eyes sparkling in the light.

"Birthday present." Qingye said with a smile.

"You've already given away thirty-four Mr. Pans. My room is almost full of dolls."

Yukinoshita Yukino said helplessly, but despite that, she still hugged the doll tightly, her eyes moist.

"But each Mr. Pan has unique details! For example, I designed a wreath around the neck of this one, which is made up of exactly thirty flowers..."

Qingye argued convincingly, but there was nothing he could do. Yukinoshita had everything he needed. Every year he thought about it over and over again, but in the end he could only give it to Mr. Pan.

Yukinoshita Yukino whispered: "I know..."

The waves hit the shore and then retreated into the sea in a continuous cycle, and there was a brief pause in the conversation between the two.

The sea breeze was unexpectedly not cold.

Yukinoshita Yukino leaned her shoulder against his, raised the teddy bear in her hand, and muttered softly.

"Will I keep receiving pandas for the next few decades? I guess I need to buy a cabinet just for Mr. Pan."

"That's not certain. In ten or twenty years, when you become an old woman, I will definitely give you other things, such as a massager or health supplements..."

Kiyono joked that in fact, age is not a concern at all. The women in the Yukinoshita family have an astonishingly long shelf life, which can be seen from Yukinoshita's mother. Even after another twenty years, Yukinoshita Yukino will still be a graceful and beautiful woman, and she has enough foundation to support her temperament.

But what about thirty or forty years from now? He suddenly pondered this question. Even if the genes were powerful, it was impossible to go against the laws of nature. When Yukinoshita Yukino became an old lady with silver hair, would their relationship change?

"On the contrary, my body is definitely healthier than yours." Yukinoshita snorted. There was no way to refute this. Qingye felt that he would definitely die earlier than her. People who died early would be more relaxed because they would not have to experience the sadness of the departure of important people.

Then she whispered, "It turns out we're almost at the age where we have to think about these things."

Yukinoshita Yukino's eyes reflected the setting sun and the sea.

Was she too happy? She seemed to be drowning in the comfort of a hot spring, subconsciously not wanting to think about the future.

However, they are indeed thirty years old and have completed the most important third of their lives.

"Although you can't tell from the outside."

At the age of thirty, people are considered to be on their own feet and are striving for progress. At this age, they generally seldom think about life and the future, but their lives are moving too fast, and it seems that they will enter middle age and old age without noticing, which makes them feel emotional.

This feeling that could end at any moment made her eyes look a little unreal.

The end must be about to begin, she thought.

They stared at the sparkling waves for a long time.

That moment, that moment of silence.

They must all be real—

"Take my hand."