Península: Do Último Andar ao Topo
O mundo deslumbrante é uma tentação para os olhos, a luxúria e o excesso destroem os jovens; se não fosse pela impossibilidade de pagar o imposto de herança, quem iria querer debutar como ator? Yin Yu
At dusk, the boy sat by the window with his head lowered, his expression sorrowful. The security bars made the room feel like a cage.
Creak.
The girl pushed open the door. Slowly, the boy lifted his gaze, focusing on her, a faint, long-lost smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
“Brother.”
The girl, feeling guilty, approached him nervously and instinctively reached for his arm, as if it were her only support.
“Are you alright, brother?”
She crouched down, placing her hand on his knee so that the seated boy could easily look at her, subtly signaling her vulnerability.
The boy chuckled softly. Despite the pain caused by her actions, she was his sister. No matter what, he would only say:
“It’s alright.”
“Don’t worry.”
Though she was the one who had done wrong, and he the one hurt, he comforted her instead...
Unable to restrain herself any longer, the girl stood and hugged the boy from behind, just as he used to carry her when they were children. She wrapped her arms around his neck, their faces close.
Spoiled and unwilling to apologize to outsiders, even for unforgivable mistakes, she only pleaded:
“You know, I only have you, brother.”
The boy’s heart struggled. His large hand enveloped hers, his fingers gently stroking the back of her hand—whether to comfort her or persuade himself, he wasn’t sure. Finally, the words escaped his lips:
“I will protect you, little sister.”
Hearing this, where the boy couldn’t see, a cunning smile spread across the girl’s face…
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