The love story of a wealthy brother and sister

Lin Jingran was a bit overwhelmed, his emotions were in a mess, but his tone was still very calm: "You are an adult, you shouldn't be so impulsive."

"You should say this to yourself," she continued staring at him, her face stubborn.

"I am very calm now," he looked at her slightly red and swollen eyes and pale and thin face. A sense of guilt suddenly surged in his heart. He sighed and said softly, "Xiaoci, calm down and listen to me. Your home is in Shanghai, your family and friends are also in Shanghai. An Yishang actually has a job in Shanghai. He can obviously go back to Shanghai with you."

Lin Yingci suddenly turned her head and looked at him. Seeing that she didn't intend to say anything, he continued, "Why did he take you so far to Paris? Did he consider you?"

"Brother Jingran," she couldn't help but interrupt him, and quickly said, "When you have time, pay more attention to your girlfriend. You don't need to worry about your sister."

Lin Jingran stared at her profile, not knowing what he felt. He took a deep breath and explained, "Not my girlfriend."

Lin Yingci suddenly turned her head and said, "Not my girlfriend?" She chuckled again, "Lin Jingran, why are you like this now?"

He lowered his eyes, not knowing what to say for a moment. Sometimes when he calmed down and thought about it, he realized that he had indeed changed a lot.

"Have you finished speaking?" she suddenly asked again.

At this point, Lin Jingran probably understood something, and he chuckled and asked helplessly, "You just have to go, right?"

"I said you have no right to control me." Lin Yingci responded quickly, but she regretted it for a moment after she said it - she seemed unable to say that to him. After all, when she was a child, during that long period of time, Brother Jingran always stood by her side, taking care of her and loving her unconditionally.

She was about to explain, but Lin Jingran spoke again, his tone somewhat incredulous:

"I have no right?" he repeated. "You mean, I am meddling in other people's business?"

He felt extremely bitter in his heart, and his eyes were inexplicably sore - the person he cared about most in the world treated him like a stranger.

Lin Yingci turned her head away and didn't look at him, nor did she respond.

"It's okay, Lin Yingci," he kept staring at her profile, asking desperately, "Just say it, and I won't care anymore."

"I don't want to talk about it anymore." She didn't look at him, but just stared aimlessly ahead. "That's it. I don't need you to care about me."

"Okay." Lin Jingran quickly opened the car door. Just as he was about to get out of the car, he turned his head and looked at her, saying word by word, "From now on, I won't be involved in your affairs..." He gathered his emotions for a while before saying those four words, "Mind your own business."

Lin Yingci just turned her head to look at him, but he had already quickly gone out - and slammed the car door shut.

He did not look back, and his stroll turned into a jog, tears welling up in his eyes - he also knew that it was useless for a grown man to cry, and at this moment he just wanted to leave here quickly.

He stayed in the bar until late at night, and was in a very bad mood. He didn't sleep even when he returned to the hotel. His mind was full of thoughts about trying to persuade her, so he dressed up and went out before dawn. What was the result?

·

An Yishang didn't sleep well either. After thinking it over, he sent a WeChat message to Lin Jingran: Jingran, we need to talk.

Although Lin Jingran felt uncomfortable, he still wanted to ask An Yishang why he did this, so he replied:

Is tonight ok? I'll leave tomorrow.

An Yishang quickly replied that it was okay, and the two agreed to meet at a bar in the city center.

——Putting everything aside, they are still friends. During the years when Lin Jingran studied alone in London, An Yishang has always been his best friend.

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In the evening, Wei Jin came to see Lin Yingci, while An Yishang went to meet Lin Jingran.

The girls did not go out, but just drank and chatted at home. Lin Yingci knew why Wei Jin came and told her the result directly - Lin Jingran no longer cared about her affairs.

Wei Jin didn’t know what happened between them, she only knew that Lin Yingci in front of her needed someone to accompany her at this moment.

"In fact, I also think An Yishang should go back to Shanghai with you." Wei Jin still didn't let go of the matter and was still trying to persuade him, "Don't even mention Lin Jingran, I can't bear to let him go either."

"Do you know how many times I've sat here and drank alone?" Lin Yingci didn't answer her, but just looked at the bright moonlight outside the window and talked about other things. "At that time, I had just come to New York and often read his scandals."

Wei Jin knew she was referring to Lin Jingran, and said "hmm" softly.

"At that time, I still missed him very much, but I couldn't see him," she paused, her tone inexplicably bitter, "I could only see through those photos, who he took shopping with, and who he held hands with in the garage," she suddenly smiled and turned her head to look at Wei Jin, "I often couldn't sleep and could only rely on drinking," she suddenly picked up the wine glass, "It was also at that time that I discovered that alcohol is really a good thing."

"I know, Xiaoci," Wei Jin felt very distressed and moved closer to her, "Lin Jingran is indeed a scumbag."

"I was not feeling well for a while," she looked out the window again, "It was Akihiro who saved me. I owe it all to him to take care of me."

"Well," Wei Jin nodded again, "An Yishang is indeed very good—" She didn't know what to say, so she could only follow her words.

"We are often in different places, each of us is alone, but we share two lives," Lin Yingci said calmly, but something sparkling in the corners of her eyes, "I know I have him, he is the happiness I hold in my hands, very solid, very stable."

"Well," Wei Jin sighed, "Xiao Ci——"

"Actually, we didn't say we were going to settle down in Paris," she suddenly interrupted her with a smile, "I know if I told you, you would definitely tell Lin Jingran,"

Wei Jin was speechless and her eyes became evasive for some reason - because she really could say - she couldn't ignore Lin Jingran's feelings.

"But no matter where we go," Lin Yingci's eyes became firm, "I will always be by his side. I won't go back."

As soon as she finished speaking, a teardrop as big as a bean slid down her face. Wei Jin hurriedly wiped her tears away and hugged her into his arms again: "Okay, I know, I understand."

Lin Yingci leaned on her shoulder and suddenly began to tremble. "I finally made it here."

"I understand," Wei Jin stroked her back gently, "I know, I know everything."