I was chased by my sickly junior brother who had two lives

The night was like a huge piece of dark blue velvet, quietly covering the sky and the earth. Chen Jia and Chen Jue finished their day's tour and returned home.

The Mid-Autumn moonlight poured into the courtyard like mercury, and the entire yard was dyed with a layer of silvery glow.

There is an exquisite stone table in the yard, on which are placed plates of moon cakes. The moon cakes are of attractive golden color and emit bursts of sweet fragrance.

Chen Jue sat at the table with Chen Jia and watched the moon together.

Chen Jue looked at Chen Jia tenderly and said softly, "Sister, do you remember the cakes we ate when we were fleeing?"

Chen Jia was slightly stunned, then nodded, and those difficult days flooded into her mind like a tide.

The bread at that time was rough and difficult to swallow, but it was one of the few comforts they had in their suffering.

Chen Jue carefully took out a well-preserved piece of cake from his arms. Although it was dry and hard, it was a mark of time and a testimony to their shared experience.

They shared the cake together, and every bite seemed to carry the bitterness and toughness of the past.

Chen Jue looked into Chen Jia's eyes and said seriously, "Sister, although life is better now, we can't forget the hardships we once experienced."

Chen Jia's eyes were filled with tears of emotion; these words warmed her heart.

At this time, Chen Jue smiled mysteriously, and took out a carefully crafted osmanthus wreath from the side. The osmanthus on the wreath still had crystal dewdrops, sparkling with silver light under the moonlight, and exuding waves of intoxicating fragrance.

Chen Jue stood up gently, walked to Chen Jia's side, and gently put the wreath on her head.

His fingers accidentally brushed across Chen Jia's hair, and the gentle touch caused ripples in Chen Jia's heart.

Chen Jue stared at Chen Jia closely, his eyes were passionate and affectionate.

He lowered his head slightly and gently stroked Chen Jia's hair that was messed up by the wind. His movements were gentle and delicate, as if he was treating the most precious treasure.

Chen Jia's cheeks instantly turned red, as beautiful as a blooming peach blossom.

She didn't dare look directly into Chen Jue's eyes and could only lower her head slightly, her heart beating like a deer.

Chen Jue did not show any sign of restraint. He leaned closer to Chen Jia and whispered in her ear, "Sister, you look so beautiful in this wreath, like a fairy descending to earth."

His voice was deep and magnetic, like fine wine, making Chen Jia's ears feel hot.

Every move and every word of Chen Jue was filled with endless teasing.

Gently throwing stones into the lake of Chen Jia's heart, ripples appeared.

He knew that his sister had complicated feelings for him, and what he had to do was to let these feelings gradually become clear under his teasing.

Chen Jia's heart was in a mess. She tried hard to stay calm, but under Chen Jue's strong attack, her sanity seemed to be eroded bit by bit.

She kept telling herself in her heart that they were siblings and should not have such emotional entanglements, but her body was involuntarily attracted to Chen Jue's breath.

Under the moonlight, Chen Jue continued to look at Chen Jia affectionately, with love and expectation in his eyes.

He gently held Chen Jia's hand, which was trembling slightly, and his voice was so gentle that it seemed to drip water.

"Sister, it's great to have you by my side this Mid-Autumn Festival."

Chen Jia's throat was a little dry. She didn't know how to respond to Chen Jue's affection. She just let him hold her hand and feel the warmth of his palm.

Chen Jue sat back in his seat, picked up a cup of tea and took a sip.

The aroma of tea filled his mouth, calming him down a little.

The intimate moments with Chen Jia just now kept appearing in his mind, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised slightly.

Just then, footsteps were heard at the gate.

Chen Jue frowned slightly, feeling a little unhappy.

On this beautiful Mid-Autumn night, he didn't want anyone to disturb his and Chen Jia's time alone.

The door was gently pushed open, and Wei Lang walked in. He was wearing a blue robe, with an upright figure and a handsome face.

Wei Lang's eyes first fell on Chen Jia, his eyes full of tenderness. He did not see what Chen Jue had just done, but just looked at Chen Jia with joy.

"Yiyi, long time no see."

Wei Lang's voice is gentle and mellow, like a warm spring breeze blowing through people's hearts.

Chen Jia was slightly surprised when she saw Wei Lang, but soon she smiled.

Wei Lang walked up to Chen Jia and whispered, "Today is August 15th, the night market must be very lively. I would like to invite you to go shopping with me, would you like to?"

When Chen Jue heard Wei Lang's invitation, he suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart.

He interrupted without hesitation and refused: "No! Sister can't go with you."

Wei Lang was slightly startled, and then he noticed Chen Jue's presence. He looked at Chen Jue, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Why not?"

Chen Jue stood up, his eyes full of hostility.

"Sister wants to watch the moon with me today, so we can't go anywhere else."

"Ajue, Yi Yi and I haven't seen each other for a long time. In the past two months, I have been busy with official duties and have not had time to visit her. Now I finally have this opportunity, I just want to spend this wonderful night with her, isn't that possible?"

He turned to look at Chen Jia and continued, "I really miss you. Are you willing to let me down?"

Wei Lang's eyes were full of affection, which was irresistible.

Chen Jia looked at Wei Lang, feeling a little shaken. She knew that Wei Lang had always been very kind to her, and they hadn't seen each other for two months.

However, she didn't want to make Chen Jue unhappy. She was in a dilemma and didn't know how to answer.

Chen Jue saw Chen Jia's hesitation and became even angrier. He walked over to Chen Jia.

"Sister, you can't go with him."

Wei Lang looked at Chen Jue's actions and felt jealous.

"Chen Jue, don't go too far. I just invited Yi Yi to go to the night market. Why are you so opposed?"

"My sister is already exhausted. She has wanted to rest for a long time."

Wei Lang pointed at the moon in the sky and asked softly, "Are you sure?"

The bright moon and the clepsydra water clock next to it indicated that it was only You hour. Chen Jue was indeed not telling the truth.

Chen Jia didn't want to make things too awkward, so she said, "Ajue, you should take a rest. Ruiqing and I are going to take a walk to help digest our food."

Chen Jue watched Wei Lang and Chen Jia walking away together. The scene pierced his eyes like sharp thorns.

His heart was instantly filled with the flames of jealousy, as if an invisible hand was tightly grasping his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Chen Jue stood there, motionless, staring at the figure that was gradually moving away.

His hands unconsciously clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white from the exertion.

His mind kept reappearing the scene of Wei Lang looking at Chen Jia tenderly, and Chen Jia hesitating slightly before finally leaving with Wei Lang.

They had just been watching the moon together, eating moon cakes, and sharing memories of the past. Those beautiful moments seemed to be still before their eyes, but in the blink of an eye, Chen Jia left with another man.

Chen Jue's body was trembling slightly, and he tried hard to restrain his impulse to rush over and pull Chen Jia back. He turned back to the yard, looking at the table full of moon cakes and the deserted stone table, and a feeling of endless loss surged in his heart.

The moonlight was still shining in the yard, but it looked so pale and weak at this moment. Chen Jue slowly sat down on the chair, holding the osmanthus wreath tightly in his hand, as if it was the only connection between him and Chen Jia. Chen Jue's eyes became dim.