The love story of a wealthy brother and sister

Lin Yingci didn't know that An Yishang had made an appointment to meet Lin Jingran. He just said that he had something to do.

Lin Jingran had been waiting for him long ago, and he arrived 10 minutes early.

"We haven't had a drink together for a long time," An Yishang looked at Lin Jingran, who nodded. He was not in the mood to chat and asked directly, "Why did you have to take her so far to Paris?"

He knew he would definitely ask, so he didn't rush to answer. He just poured him a glass of wine and then told him the story:

"Is Paris far? That's where I grew up. I don't think it's far. I just want to take Xiaoci to see where I live. I didn't say we were going to settle down in Paris," he said straight to the point, casting his eyes on him. "I don't know what she said to you. Why do you think she's going to settle down in Paris?"

Lin Jingran's thoughts suddenly became confused: "Didn't you say you were going to Paris?"

"She has to go to Paris," An Yishang corrected him again, "but how can I decide where she will live?" He paused and explained, "She is not an object that I can put wherever I want."

Lin Jingran frowned tightly - his brain was working rapidly, trying to sort out the relationship. Seeing his confused look, An Yishang took the initiative to explain:

"She is going to travel. She has graduated from college," he said frankly. "I know you have a misunderstanding, but I still want to tell you that she is going to Paris just for fun, not to settle down."

His eyes were clear and his tone was very calm. He kept looking at Lin Jingran gently: "If I don't say it, you will always have misunderstandings."

"Heh," Lin Jingran felt relieved, but he still smiled contemptuously, "We had a misunderstanding, shouldn't you be happy——"

"Lin Jingran," An Yishang suddenly interrupted him, his expression becoming serious, "I know what you said, but I despise it."

The air became condensed, and Lin Jingran's smile froze. Without saying a word, he drank the wine in the glass. His tone was inexplicably mocking: "Well, you are a gentleman."

"Not really," An Yishang quickly answered him, "If you still like her, I can compete fairly."

Lin Jingran stared at him, watching his gaze begin to drift away. Suddenly he smiled self-deprecatingly: "I can't compete with you."

An Yishang said nothing, but poured himself a glass of wine, and suddenly asked him: "Xiaoci wants to quit drinking, did you know?"

"What do you mean?" Lin Jingran turned his head to look at him, his brows furrowed into the shape of the Chinese character "川".

"She has a bad stomach. You talked to her for so long that morning," An Yishang also stared at him, "I made her a sandwich at home."

Lin Jingran suddenly reacted and laughed: "So, you are still good to her."

"Yes, I just want you to know," he said without hiding it, "Don't think that you are the only one who loves her."

"Okay," Lin Jingran nodded while smiling, "Okay," he said word by word, as if he was willing to admit defeat, "You love her more."

"I remember a few years ago," An Yishang looked around, "we were sitting like this, and you told me that you liked her,"

"Yeah," Lin Jingran still smiled, "At that time, I was subconsciously afraid that you would chase her first and take her away." He also looked at him, and their eyes met, with a sense of fate, "The things I fear will always happen, and you are still together."

"You said you're not a greedy person," An Yishang ignored what he said and just said what he thought, "but Xiaoci, you wanted to have her as soon as you saw her."

"Yeah," Lin Jingran nodded.

"Today I will return these words to you," he suddenly sighed, and his gaze towards Lin Jingran became complicated, "I am not greedy for her, but she is someone I want to have as soon as I see her."

——The arrow of fate seemed to have completed a closed loop at this moment, and his words were returned to him. Lin Jingran smiled more uglier than crying, and murmured, "Don't you already have it?"

"Don't worry," An Yishang's voice suddenly became much gentler, "I will take good care of her."

There was no expression on Lin Jingran's face anymore. He just nodded mechanically and finished the wine in his glass alone.

Today, he seemed to have lost all qualifications to stand by her or even say a word.

How could it become like this.

·

Lin Yingci and Wei Jin were still chatting over there:

"Actually, I was too much when I spoke to him like that," she began to reflect on herself. "No matter what Lin Jingran is like, he is still Brother Jingran who has taken care of me since I was a child."

"It's okay," Wei Jin only wanted to comfort her at this moment, "He definitely won't mind, don't think too much about it,"

"No," Lin Yingci shook her head, "I shouldn't have said he was meddling in other people's business. It was because I didn't explain it clearly."

"Then can I explain it to him?" Wei Jin cautiously tested, "I think he's really anxious these past two days--"

Lin Yingci seemed not to hear it, she just turned her head and asked her: "Do you know what kind of existence he is to me?"

Wei Jin thought for a moment and replied, "A very important existence?"

"It's important," she nodded vigorously, her nose inexplicably sour, "Today, my personality, dreams, preferences and persistence are largely achieved with his company. He is the closest stranger to me in this world."

Wei Jin's heart seemed to be struck - yes, the affection between them since childhood is something that ordinary people cannot compare to.

Everyone thinks she is the exception around Lin Jingran, just because she has a little bit of her side...

Isn't it?

“He’s also what makes me who I am a little bit.”

She looked up at the moon, tears streaming down her cheeks. Wei Jin stared at her blankly, feeling inexplicably lost.

She really wanted to ask them how they got to where they are today, but in the end she said nothing.

Besides, she was also upset that all the love that Lin Jingran showed her might really be because he felt a bit like her.

"Yishang is really good," she began to talk again, "Not everyone can love someone wholeheartedly, and those who can do it don't want to lose it again."

"Yes," Wei Jin agreed, "I can see that he treats you well."

"Brother is also for life," she suddenly looked at her with a smile, "how wonderful."

Wei Jin also forced a smile and said "hmm" softly - his smile was also uglier than crying.

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