Lin Yu never thought of himself as a good person.
He knew himself well—he was a man who was utterly devoted to every girl he met… a complete scoundrel.
He could admit this without any guilt, but he would never cross the line he had set for himself.
To him, being flirtatious and being vulgar were two entirely different things.
Especially when it came to his older sister, Lin Mowei.
Whether in his past life or this one, he could swear on his conscience that he had never harbored even a single impure thought about her, not even though there was no blood relation between them.
Honestly, who would think of that kind of thing about a family member you’ve lived with day and night for over ten years, with a bond deeper than many real siblings?
He was certain Lin Mowei felt the same.
Precisely because of this, being pinned down on the sofa and forcibly kissed by her at this moment was absolutely abnormal.
Something must be wrong with his sister—she definitely wasn’t in control of herself!
His lips were sealed, and every breath was filled with that familiar yet strangely foreign scent from her body.
But after the initial shock, Lin Yu’s mind gradually began to clear.
The rationality that had been knocked away by the sudden situation was slowly returning.
He couldn’t speak, nor could he make any major movements, but his senses were sharper than ever.
He noticed that Lin Mowei’s body seemed unnaturally hot.
It wasn’t the warmth of arousal, but a kind of abnormal, burning heat!
Suddenly, he remembered something: when Ability Users overused their powers, they could experience a condition called “Overload.”
The typical symptoms were a sharp rise in body temperature, confusion, and in severe cases, even coma and irreversible physical damage.
Lin Mowei’s current state matched the description of “Overload” almost perfectly.
The thought made Lin Yu’s heart clench.
In a pure contest of strength, he definitely couldn’t overpower his sister while she was in this confused state.
But right now, he had to make her stop. He had to bring her back to her senses, even if just a little.
He silently apologized to his sister in his heart.
Then, he struggled to free his right hand, which hadn’t been completely pinned down, guessed at the position, and landed a hard slap on Lin Mowei’s bottom.
“Pa!”
The crisp sound rang out especially clear in the silent Living Room.
The slap didn’t just make Lin Mowei, who was in the middle of kissing him, freeze—it stunned Lin Yu himself as well.
That didn’t feel right… Sis, where are your clothes?!
During the brief pause, Lin Mowei lifted her head slightly, her hot breath parting their lips just a little.
In the darkness, her breath was scalding and humid, and she spoke in a voice sticky and enchanting, completely different from her usual cool tone:
“Xiao Yu… So you like it this way? Mm… Sis can do that~”
…You can do it, my foot!
Lin Yu almost blurted out the retort, but held it back with effort.
He knew there was no reasoning with his sister in this state.
He had to use her muddled thoughts to his advantage.
Thinking quickly, he adjusted his expression, trying to make his voice sound a little embarrassed, with just a trace of anticipation.
“Sis, could you… let me take a shower first? I’ve been out all day, covered in sweat, it’s uncomfortable…”
After saying this, he waited nervously for Lin Mowei’s reaction.
It was a pretty lousy excuse; he wasn’t sure if his sister, muddled as she was by fever, would buy it.
But to his surprise, Lin Mowei’s body suddenly stiffened when she heard him speak.
Lin Yu couldn’t see her expression, but he could feel her breathing against his neck growing even more ragged.
The force pinning him down eased ever so slightly.
Instead of getting angry, Lin Mowei’s chaotic thoughts seemed to seize upon something crucial, and she interpreted his request in her own way.
She gave a low “Mm.” This sound was less frenzied than before, softer and sweeter, filled with compliance.
“Shower… Yes, you need to be clean…” she muttered to herself, as if confirming something extremely important.
In her mind, muddled by the Overload, her brother’s request to shower was… clearly the prelude to accepting her, preparing for even more intimate contact.
Her brother was finally accepting her!
This realization was like a drop of water in boiling oil, exploding into a huge, twisted wave of joy in her feverish and confused heart.
The ecstasy washed away her reason, leaving her no time to question why the change was so sudden.
Yet amid her joy, another thought popped up.
What about me? I haven’t showered either!
She’d been fighting outside for a day and night. Even though her Bio-Armor had a self-cleaning function, leaving her with no dust or blood on her body, she still felt it wasn’t enough.
She wouldn’t mind Xiao Yu, but she was afraid… Afraid that if she wasn’t clean enough, not perfect enough—
Would Xiao Yu mind? Would he be displeased, maybe even push her away?
“Okay…”
She pushed herself up, still straddling Lin Yu’s waist, but the force pinning him to the sofa was much weaker than before.
She lowered her head, rubbing her scalding cheek against Lin Yu’s face in a gesture that was both dependent and endearing, like a young beast seeking affection.
“Xiao Yu, wait here for sis, okay…” Her voice was hoarse and muffled. “I’ll shower first… It’ll be quick, real quick…”
As if afraid Lin Yu would go back on his word or try to escape, she swayed as she tried to climb off him, repeating herself insistently.
“Just wait here, don’t move, okay? Once sis is all clean… I’ll come for you…”
With that, she shakily climbed off Lin Yu. Her legs seemed weak.
Feeling her way toward the Bathroom, she staggered, still mumbling the same words.
“Get clean, wait for sis… Xiao Yu, wait for me…”
“Click.”
With a soft sound, the Bathroom door closed from inside.
The patter of water started, at first scattered, then growing steady.
Only then did Lin Yu sit up from the sofa, gasping for breath as if he’d just escaped from invisible shackles.
He’d planned to use his phone in the Bathroom to call for help, but it was even better that his sister, in her confusion, had gone to shower herself.
He wiped his face with his hand, feeling the cool dampness. Only now did he realize that his forehead and nose were drenched in cold sweat, and the back of his shirt was sticking to his skin.
A blurry halo of light came through the frosted glass of the Bathroom door; the shifting figure and sound of water inside constantly reminded him that the crisis was only temporarily resolved.
When his sister finished her shower, things would spiral out of control again.
He had no way to snap her out of this with his own strength, and no way to handle her current state.
He couldn’t stay here any longer—he needed help.
Without hesitation, he stood up from the sofa, keeping his steps light as he quickly made his way to the entryway.
Opening his own front door, he slipped into the hallway and stood before the door next to his own.
Looking at the door in front of him, a complicated expression flashed across Lin Yu’s face—a mix of helplessness, embarrassment, and a touch of reluctant fear.
“Sigh…” He let out a breath, his voice full of struggle. “I really don’t want to go to her…”
But in this situation, he had no choice.
Lifting his hand, he didn’t hesitate any longer and knocked on Qin Wuyue’s door.
“Knock knock knock.”