The love story of a wealthy brother and sister

At this point in her life, Du Meifen really wanted to go home - she really didn't want to be in this cold place with a tube inserted. She felt that she had no dignity - going through this at her age was simply a tribulation for her;

But Xiaoci hasn't come yet, so she has to wait for her no matter what - she still has a lot to say to her.

She herself couldn't believe that at this time, the people she couldn't let go of the most were still Xiaoci and Jingran.

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Two hours later, the sound of high heels trotting could be heard in the corridor. Lin Jingran was too familiar with this pace and rhythm, so he stood up and walked straight out without saying a word. Almost subconsciously, without any thought, he hurried to the door. Finally, the two met in the corridor again. She was dusty, wearing a beige long windbreaker and jeans. She was frowning and staring at Lin Jingran, her big eyes full of confusion, and there was something crystal-clear in her eyes. Lin Jingran understood and immediately gave way. He blocked the door.

"Grandma is in there." He reminded her gently, but she dared not utter a word. She raised her forehead slightly and took a look inside. She did not look at Lin Jingran again, but walked straight in. His eyes also followed her unconsciously.

"Jingran," An Yishangye appeared right after him and greeted Lin Jingran at the door. As if being pulled back to reality, he immediately retracted his gaze and turned back to look at him, still nodding subconsciously: "You are here too."

"Well," An Yishang's voice was not loud, so only he could hear it, "You've worked hard,"

"My grandmother also watched me grow up," Lin Jingran said in a low voice, and after glancing inside again, he continued, "It's only right."

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When Du Meifen saw Lin Yingci, she finally smiled with relief and quickly raised her hand to her. Lin Yingci burst into tears and immediately stepped forward to hold her hand tightly, shouting, "Grandma..."

Unable to say anything else, her tears were already falling like beads from a broken string. Yu Xiu quickly handed her a tissue: "Don't cry, don't cry," she comforted him with red eyes, but her own eyes were also filled with tears.

"Xiaoci, don't be sad." Du Meifen sobered up a lot. She breathed slowly and tried to adjust her mood. She looked at Lin Yingci gently and tried to smile. "I dreamed about your mother two days ago. She said she would pick me up there."

"Mom?" Lin Yingci repeated, still frowning, and soon nodded while crying, "Okay."

"Yes," Du Meifen nodded, "So, grandma isn't afraid at all," she paused, "Xiao Jie said that she has prepared everything and is just waiting to pick me up..."

——While she was speaking, Yu Xiu was still sobbing, and Lin Yingci was nodding and crying silently. Only Wei Jin, who was sitting at the end of the bed, looked at the three people crying in front of him with red eyes and indifference, as if he was an outsider.

They are family.

The reality was coldly laid out before her, and she finally accepted this cruel reality—she was an outsider.

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"I want to talk to Yishang..." After a while, Du Meifen turned her gaze to An Yishang who was not far away, "say a few words."

Lin Yingci immediately turned around and looked at An Yishang, who also understood and walked forward.

"You go out first," Du Meifen looked at Lin Yingci and then at Yu Xiu. The two looked at each other and quickly went out.

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Soon, Du Meifen and An Yishang were the only ones left in the huge ward.