I'm in love with the heroine

Shen Musheng led the wet Wen Yi back to her apartment.

Get her a clean pair of slippers.

Even though she was only half a year younger than herself, Wen Yi's eyes were as green as before.

Soon to be 30, she doesn't seem to be progressing much.

No, there is still progress.

Back then, Wen Yi didn't dare to rush in front of her and call her "sister".

She always hides in a corner, peeping at herself cautiously and full of longing with eyes that she thinks no one knows.

Strange to say, no matter where Wen Yi hides and peeks, Shen Musheng can always find the other person accurately and lock Wen Yi's eyes.

Recalling Wen Yi's flushed cheeks and panicked eyes after she was caught, Shen Musheng was very funny.

— like a frightened kitten.

Even the appearance of fried hair is exactly the same.

Even Shen Musheng was surprised that she remembered Wen Yi's appearance after ten years overseas.

It can only be said that the arrangement of fate is so magical.

They were supposed to be a family.

Shen Musheng led Wen Yi to the public bathroom in the living room, went to the wardrobe and took out a set of unworn pajamas, and handed it to Wen Yi together with clean bath towels:

"Take a shower and change into clean clothes. There is a hair dryer in the bathroom. Write what you want to tell me in your stomach, and come out and tell me."

"No one can bully my sister, Shen Musheng."

Wen Yi's eyes were red, she took the clothes and towel and held them in her arms.

Silently walked into the bathroom and closed the door.

With the light of the bathroom, Shen Musheng saw Wen Yi standing at the door with her clothes in her arms. She squatted down first, and suppressed sobbing came from the other end of the door.

Small and stuffy.

The voice grew louder and gradually turned into howling.

Shen Musheng let out a long sigh, turned around and walked to the TV cabinet under the TV, and took out a pack of ginger and jujube cold repelling granules from the medicine box inside.

These medicines were originally prepared by Shen Musheng's assistant when he first returned to China.

At that time, Shen Musheng thought the assistant was exaggerating, but he didn't expect to use it now.

Shen Musheng wanted to make medicine for Wen Yi, only to find that there was no hot water for making medicine at home.

She first boiled a pot of hot water, and took advantage of this gap to remove makeup and change clothes.

When Wen Yi came out of the bathroom, Shen Musheng had already packed everything and was sitting on the sofa in the living room, flipping through magazines.

Shen Musheng didn't have a favorite color, her clothes were all prepared by her life assistant.

Shen Musheng had two life assistants.

The two have different nationalities, different experiences, and different styles of acting, but when choosing the style of clothes for Shen Musheng, they maintained an astonishing consistency.

They coincidentally chose black, white and gray clothes for Shen Musheng, or the Morandi-colored clothes that are popular nowadays, and made Shen Musheng an intellectual, rational, and sexually frigid style strong woman.

Shen Musheng originally thought that anyone wearing Morandi-colored clothes would have his own style of painting, but he didn't expect that the same color would look so pitiful on Wen Yi's body.

So... is it still a human problem?

Shen Musheng slandered inwardly, complaining to himself.

Putting down the magazine in his hand, he pushed the dispelling cold medicine in the quilt in front of Wen Yi.

"Drink the medicine first, and speak slowly."

Wen Yi looked at the glass on the coffee table, the brown concoction glowed with white warm mist.

Wen Yi sat nervously on the sofa, held the glass in her hands, covered her hands for a while, and drank the medicine.

The spicy ginger jujube tea warmed her up.

"elder sister……"

Wen Yi said in a hoarse voice.

Because of crying, Wen Yi's eyes are still swollen, but her spirit has improved a lot.

The warm light in the living room made Wen Yi's tense nerves slowly relax.

After an unknown amount of time, Wen Yi raised her head, her beautiful eyes, like glazed glass, looked directly at Shen Musheng, a sister who was completely different from her.

She is spotless, dignified and beautiful.

Even with her bare face facing the sky, she is still dazzling, like a sparkling gem.

Shen Musheng's reason, like a tree, supported Wen Yi's spirit that was on the verge of collapse.

She said, "Sister, I escaped, and I'm under house arrest."

Shen Musheng raised his head suddenly, looking at Wen Yi in surprise.

Wen Yi tried her best to calm down, presenting the most embarrassing past that happened to her in these years to Shen Musheng one by one.

"...Ten years ago, after my sister went abroad, I transferred to my sister's high school and re-entered my sophomore year..."

Shen Musheng, who is calm and indifferent in the eyes of others, has superb expression management skills.

She is restrained, rational, and wise.

Whether it is an opponent or a subordinate, it is difficult to read the emotions she does not want to reveal from her face.

Wen Yi made Shen Musheng lose this skill.

Her expression kept changing, and her mood fluctuated violently.

Memories made Wen Yi miserable. During the process of her narration, she choked up several times. Shen Musheng silently handed over the tissue and acted as a silent listener.

Wen Yi's throat was hoarse and her body was trembling. She thought her tears had already dried up, but she couldn't help crying while she was telling the story.

She didn't want to be like this, she didn't want to be in such a mess.

She didn't want to show herself so incompetent in front of Shen Musheng.

But she couldn't help it, not at all.

"Sister, help me, please, help me..."

After the story was told, Wen Yi grabbed Shen Musheng's hand, as if grasping the last straw.

Shen Musheng knew that he couldn't be sad with Wen Yi.

After listening to Wen Yi's story, it was difficult for Shen Musheng to describe his mood in words.

sad?absurd?indignation?violent?

Mixed emotions rushed into Shen Musheng's heart.

Her brain was running fast, reason and emotion, split her into two people.

One who shared the same hatred with Wen Yi, roared angrily, cursed loudly, and threw all those turtle bastards who bullied Wen Yi into prison.

The other is a rational analysis, trying to solve the matter cleanly and neatly through the perspective of God, without leaving any future troubles.

The two Shen Musheng continued to compete, but in the end reason prevailed.

"Go back to your room and rest."

Shen Musheng said calmly, she half hugged and half pushed Wen Yi to her room, and pressed Wen Yi on the bed, "This is the room where I usually sleep, wipe away your tears, rest for a night, and leave everything to me, Let me handle it, don't worry, I will not let anyone who hurt you go."

Wen Yi raised her head in shock, and looked at Shen Musheng in shock, "Sister..."

She didn't expect that Shen Musheng could be persuaded so easily to help her.

After all, after all, they are just sisters in name, no different from strangers.

Shen Musheng stared at Wen Yi, "I will give you a satisfactory explanation, no matter who that person is."

"Sister, what are you going to do?" Wen Yi held Shen Musheng's wrist in panic, "You can't, you can't..."

Wen Yi's eyes were red, her nose was also red, and a small piece of toilet paper was stuck to her nose.

Really like a rabbit.

Shen Musheng smiled, looking at the flustered Wen Yi, with her slender fingers arranging the broken hair on Wen Yi's forehead:

"Silly girl, what do you think I'm going to do, don't worry, I won't do anything illegal, that's too stupid, sleep well, I have a way to deal with them, grown-ups, should have done it for themselves Things pay the price."

"Even if it's my brother."