The love story of a wealthy brother and sister

"I'll stay with you," An Yishang said reluctantly, "I'm fine."

Tomorrow is Sunday, so there really is nothing to do, but he is going back to Paris on Monday.

Gu Yan and Lin Yingci looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"I'm really fine," An Yishang spoke again, and suddenly looked at Lin Yingci, "I won't be able to sleep well when I go back if you're like this."

Gu Yan quickly understood what was going on in this sentence, and hurriedly said, "I'll go back later." He looked at Lin Yingci as he spoke, "Yishang is worried about you, so it's better for him to accompany you."

Lin Yingci said nothing more. She really didn’t know how to refuse An Yishang.

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At 4 a.m., he drove her home, went to the bathroom and prepared a hot towel for her to wipe her face and hands, and finally tucked her in.

"I'm going back," he said, looking at her - in the dim light, her eyes were slightly swollen but it didn't affect her beauty at all, her natural black hair was scattered like a waterfall, her small and delicate face looked a little tired but it didn't hide her peerless beauty, her high nose outlined her beautiful profile, she was so beautiful that he lost his composure when he got close to her;

"Thank you for your hard work today," her voice pulled him out of his thoughts, and he looked at her again - she was looking at him with a smile, "Thank you," she blurted out again;

"You're welcome," he sat beside her bed, his tone still gentle but his mood was very complicated. He knew he couldn't stay long, so he stood up and said, "I'll come see you tomorrow." Then he turned and walked out.

"Yishang," Lin Yingci called him, and he turned back to look at her. She seemed to be hesitant to speak, but soon said, "You can open the door with a password. The password is 7757."

An Yishang looked at her and nodded: "Okay."

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On the way back, the song "Room for Another" was playing in the car and his mood was really complicated. He was sure that he still liked her, but Lin Jingran made him very hesitant. After all, the two grew up together in a foreign country and were very good friends. But to be honest, the fact that he and Xiaoci had come to this point, didn't it also show that they were not suitable for each other?

Taking a step back, he has given in before.

Besides, it’s not like he hasn’t been in love in the past few years, but it was just love. Maybe it was because of loneliness, or maybe it was a coincidence, he did have some very happy times, but when he met Lin Yingci, he wanted to have the warm dream of having a home with her.

This was a very strange feeling, and it was also a hope he had never had before.

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He didn't sleep well, but she slept very well - after all, she was really tired after tossing and turning all night.

When she woke up again, it was already 2 o'clock in the afternoon of the next day. She put on her home clothes and went to wash up. After washing up, she wanted to go out to make a cup of coffee, but she found that the lights in the living room and kitchen were on - warm and bright, and the floor was much cleaner - there were also shallow water stains, and the empty wine bottles next to the wine rack were gone. There was a very fresh smell in the air. She walked into the kitchen and found that there was really a snail boy in the house - An Yishang.

"Yishang," she couldn't help but call him. An Yishang was still concentrating on cooking porridge. He turned around when he heard her voice and smiled when he saw her: "You're up?" He smiled at her, "How are you? Do you feel better?"

Lin Yingci nodded: "Much better." She walked forward and took a look at the porridge he cooked, and couldn't help but praise it, "It smells so good. By the way," she looked at him again, "When did you come?"

"I slept until noon, too," he smiled sheepishly, "I got up and immediately went to the supermarket to buy some food. Oh, by the way," he said with a serious look, and reminded, "A lot of things in your refrigerator are expired, so I threw them away," he frowned, "You should be more careful about it, and don't eat them if they've been left for too long."

"Okay," she nodded repeatedly, feeling very embarrassed, "Thank you."

"It's okay," An Yishang didn't care, and suddenly remembered something, "I'll help you get a bowl of porridge."