The love story of a wealthy brother and sister

In the corridor outside the ward, Lin Jingran sat next to Lin Yingci and handed her a tissue. His phone was still vibrating. He ignored it at first, until she glanced at his pocket. He finally got annoyed. He simply picked up the phone, hung up, and turned on silent mode. After doing this, he half-knelt down and looked at her. She finally looked up at him.

"Be strong," he didn't know what else to say. When their eyes met, he spoke slowly and slowly, "I've always been here."

"I've gone too far," Lin Yingci also stared at him, still trying to hold back something, as if she would burst into tears in the next second, her red eyes made her complexion look even paler,

The corridor was so quiet that she could hear the ticking of a clock. She opened her mouth and muttered again, "I should have come earlier."

"You've caught up," Lin Jingran kept looking at her and comforted her softly, "It's good that you caught up. It's not that you didn't catch up."

The two of them were talking in low voices, while Wei Jin quietly looked at Lin Jingran who was half squatting in front of Lin Yingci. Something in her heart seemed to be breaking - he really only remembered to comfort her;

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——You only remember how much she hurts you but forget that I will be sad too.

No matter how bad I am, my sincerity is not as good as her smile.

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Lin Jingran, An Yishang, and Song Youyang were all in the corridor of the ward. Du Meifen was already in great pain. At the last moment of her life, she put Wei Jin and Lin Yingci's hands together and whispered, "Grandma will go first one day. People have joys and sorrows. This is..." She paused and looked at Lin Yingci who was crying. "Don't be too sad. This is the law of nature."

In contrast, Wei Jin seemed much calmer - she just cried quietly, and Yu Xiu was sobbing silently behind her.

"Sisters...you must be united and be well," Du Meifen was also crying silently. She looked at Wei Jin and then at Xiao Ci, her eyes full of reluctance, and said forcefully, "You are sisters."

"Yes," Lin Yingci nodded vigorously, "I know."

"We all know," Wei Jin's eyes were red, "Don't worry, grandma."

"I want to..." Du Meifen felt more and more uncomfortable, but the pain was gradually disappearing. She felt her consciousness becoming increasingly blurred, and whispered, "I want to go home."

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I didn't get home.

The last long-cherished wish was shattered.

When Lin Jingran and Wei Jin went to the hospital to discuss going home and returned to the ward to change beds, they saw Lin Yingci looking at them at the door with red eyes, crying so hard that she could hardly stand - fortunately, An Yishang was behind her to support her -

"No need to go back." She glanced at Lin Jingran, then at Wei Jin. Her voice was not loud, but they could all hear it. "Grandma is gone."

Yu Xiu also turned around to look at Wei Jin and cried, "Ajin, grandma is gone."

Wei Jin's mind went blank for a moment. She staggered forward and finally burst into tears.

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Lin Jingran also walked forward subconsciously. At this moment, he just wanted to go to Lin Yingci to comfort her, but An Yi was still there.

Over the years, comforting her and accompanying her when she was sad had become his conditioned reflex - his natural and subconscious behavior - as if he was supposed to do so - and had become a kind of mission for him.

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Du Meifen was buried in a cemetery in Jiaxing. In the evening, the group returned to Du Meifen’s old house in Wangjiangjing, Jiaxing - the place she had always wanted to return to before her death but never did.

An Yishang drove alone with Lin Yingci, Lin Jingran drove Wei Jin's car, and Yu Xiu sat in the back. No one spoke along the way, and the atmosphere was deathly solemn.