The love story of a wealthy brother and sister

Lin Jingran frowned slightly, and after a while he quickly said, "No."

Liao Ke's heart instantly sank into an ice cellar - he obviously could, he used to be a guitarist, why did he lie to her?

In fact, she had already gone through his IG. She felt that she couldn't help but love him more and more. She tried hard to understand everything about him - including things that happened a long time ago, which she read carefully one by one.

Even Lin Yingci knew it clearly. She knew that he loved her deeply, and perhaps still loved her deeply.

But at the same time, he was moving further and further away from her.

The delicate balance in a relationship is that when one person becomes more and more unable to extricate themselves, the other person always leaves quietly.

When she looked up again, her eyes were red. Lin Jingran was startled and quickly handed her a tissue: "What's wrong?"

Liao Ke looked at him, crying but still very seriously said: "Shall we get married? I don't want to fly anymore, I want to stay by your side quietly."

He smiled helplessly and hugged her again: "What's wrong with you today? Don't joke around."

Liao Ke knew he was courting death, but he continued, "I want to have a child with you, one that looks like you and me, and he must be very beautiful," and quickly added, "It's okay if we don't get a marriage certificate, I only want you."

"What's wrong with you?" Lin Jingran was really getting impatient. He let her go and stared at her again. "One moment we have children and the next we get married. Didn't I tell you that I only meet Lan Shiyu occasionally?"

Is it about Lan Shiyu?

Liao Ke stared at him without saying anything, only tears continued to flow. Lin Jingran had no choice but to wipe her tears again, and quickly took out his phone to show his loyalty: "I deleted her WeChat."

"Just delete Lin Yingci." - She knew she was testing the limits of something, but she still wanted to say it.

Lin Jingran's expression turned cold in an instant, and he glanced at her expressionlessly: "What on earth do you want to do?"

——He immediately went into a defensive state, poor Liao Ke was still immersed in heartache,

"You know I never care about Lan Shiyu," she sniffed, her eyes red and swollen as she spoke word by word, "You never talk to me, you're busy every day, you don't even like to reply to WeChat messages, what am I to you? A sexual partner is more than a girlfriend."

She kept staring at him, feeling her heart breaking, but Lin Jingran kept turning his head away and didn't even look at her.

"She already has a boyfriend, and you're still here, torturing yourself and me." She was close to collapse, but she was still trying to restrain herself.

"I won't torture you," Lin Jingran finally turned around to look at her, and quickly continued her words, "Let's just stop here, okay?"

"I just mentioned her," Liao Ke couldn't help crying again, and asked in disbelief, "You want to break up?"

Lin Jingran sighed and said helplessly: "I don't want to torture you."

"Wei Jin is more important than me," she kept staring at him, "Just because she is her sister, right?" She paused and continued quickly, "You trample on my sincerity so casually, aren't you afraid of retribution?" - She knew she was indeed crazy, but she had to say everything today.

"Aren't you afraid that one day you will be hurt like this by the person you love, with a sharp weapon cutting wounds on your heart..."

"My heart has been broken for a long time," Lin Jingran suddenly shouted. Seeing her crying so sadly, he could only force himself to calm down, so he walked quickly to the door, "Calm down, I'll go out first."

"All you can do is run away and use cold violence," Liao Ke suddenly shouted behind him.

Lin Jingran was slightly startled, and quickly continued to put on his shoes. Liao Ke continued to cry, and suddenly whispered: "If it was Lin Yingci crying here, would you still go out?"

Lin Jingran was completely frozen in place. After thinking for a few seconds, he turned around and hugged her in his arms, apologizing profusely: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Liao Ke also hugged him tightly and asked innocently, "Do you love me?"

Lin Jingran didn't say anything, so Liao Ke continued to ask: "If she comes back, will you leave me?"

Lin Jingran held her in his arms without saying a word, but his body was obviously startled.

"You will leave me, right?" Liao Ke knew the answer in her heart, but she just wanted to ask.

Sure enough, he spoke the next second: "I'm sorry, I didn't want to lie to you, I——"

"Don't say anything," Liao Ke interrupted him, quickly broke free from his embrace, and stopped crying. He suddenly felt extremely calm - it was a feeling of his mind being instantly clear;

She looked at him and smiled again, then said indifferently, "I don't want to hear it anymore."

Then she quickly went back to put on her clothes, picked up her bag and walked to the door. Lin Jingran stared at her without saying a word, and suddenly followed her to the door:

"Shall I give it to you?"

"No need," Liao Ke looked at him with red eyes and choked up, "You have no heart now, your heart is empty, it's too painful for me to be with you," she suddenly laughed, "I...I'm leaving first."

As soon as she finished speaking, tears began to fall again. She immediately raised her head slightly and tried to control her emotions.

"Okay," Lin Jingran nodded, "I respect your decision."

Liao Ke nodded, wiped her tears and walked into the elevator without looking back.

She left him just like that. The humorous and witty heroine, tortured by love until her tears dried up in the wind, could only flee in panic.

It’s really hard to love someone.

The next day she posted a Weibo:

I would rather be in sober pain than in numb happiness.

Many people speculated whether they had broken up, but she did not officially respond and quickly returned to work.

·

In the late night bar, Lin Jingran sat in front of Wei Jin and drank one drink after another, saying inexplicable drunken words:

"I feel like a cripple. I can't even love someone anymore," he said, a little drunk, his eyes blurry and painful, "Am I a scumbag?"

"Yes," Wei Jin nodded without hesitation while smoking a cigarette, "scum."

Lin Jingran smiled helplessly, and suddenly remembered something. He asked again: "Where is your... actor boyfriend?"

"We broke up." She still said it lightly, and suddenly she made eye contact with him and smiled, "I'm a scumbag."

Lin Jingran also nodded: "I can see that."

"Are you sad?" Wei Jin asked again.

"I don't know what she's sad about," Lin Jingran shook his wine glass helplessly, "In fact, she wants to break up, I feel inexplicably relieved."

"Who are you sad for today?" Wei Jin still stared at him.

Lin Jingran also stared at her with interest. When their eyes met, he laughed again: "You know too much."

"Drink less," Wei Jin suddenly began to persuade, "How can you work if you always drink like this?"

"You said," Lin Jingran stared at her again, "How come loving someone is like a fate, destined by nature?" He paused, "Like a written program that cannot be changed."

"No need to change it," Wei Jin moved closer to him, "It's good to have someone like that. A heart that can feel love is young,"

"She's gone so far," Lin Jingran's expression began to suffer again, "but what about me?"

"Okay," Wei Jin patted his back, "It's late, shall I take you home?"

She didn't drink a sip of wine just to send him home.

The whole journey was very quiet. She drove her McLaren on the deserted streets, Tep No's "Me and My Guitar" playing on repeat in the car.

Neither of them spoke. Lin Jingran leaned to the side looking tired, and Wei Jin felt inexplicably sad for him.

How many times will he break up again? Should she talk to Lin Yingci about it?