He has no way to analyze this feeling, where it comes from, why does he lose interest in other women except his sister? Why does he only have eyes for this girl? Why...if she is his sister.
He has been troubled by these problems for too long and it hurts too much.
When he got used to the feeling of restraint, he could only adapt to the intensified pain.
He began to hate his father, his romantic nature, and his infidelity!
Why, why do you want her to be his sister?!
However, no matter how much he hates her, it won't help. He can only stay by her side quietly, but he can't love her...
Misha continued, "But I know very well that it is impossible for us. Before, I might have stubbornly wanted to get this relationship, and that was because you were the only one in my life... But not anymore
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Mi En's eyes tightened, and when he heard her words, his heart ached for no reason.
He knew that this day would come sooner or later, but he didn't expect that when it actually came, he would be a little at a loss.
Misha forced a smile and said softly, "Mi En, I want to see the scenery I have never seen before, meet people I have never been in contact with, and feel different emotions... Just let me do it alone.
These things."
Mi En clenched his fists tightly. Facing this woman whom he had loved and cherished with all his heart, the most precious things in his heart were being lost little by little...
He knew very well that he was about to lose her.
If Misha lost her parents since she was a child, she couldn't tell whether her excessive dependence on him was twisted love or family affection. But he could tell the difference very clearly...
Even so, he had to grit his teeth and face her with a smile.
Let her leave without any burden.
Lowering his eyes, Mi En chuckled, "Misha, you have really grown up."
Misha also smiled, "It's just that it was a little later than others."
Mi En's hands in his trousers pockets were slowly tightened, but there was a look of relief on his face, "As long as it's your decision, I won't stop you. If you really want to be alone and relax,
After a while, then...I respect you."
Misha breathed a sigh of relief, lowered her eyes, and nodded gently, "Tell Xiaoyue and the others that I am fine here, and I have no intention of leaving them, but..."
Before she could finish speaking, Mi En walked over and hugged her, "I understand."
She didn't need to say anything, he knew what she was thinking.
This has always been the case since childhood.
Lying on his chest, Misha's eyes suddenly became moist.
She must, must do this.
For him, she wanted to end this fruitless relationship with her own hands and let them both return to their original positions. Even if she was sad, it was enough for her to bear it alone. He couldn't do it. He also had to have his life needs.
After that, I still have to get married and have children...
Thinking of such a scene, Misha choked with heartache, raised her hands and hugged his waist tightly.
Let go because you care.
It turns out that she can be such a saint.
Feeling her trembling, Mi En hugged her tightly.
He will miss this embrace.
Because after the separation, he would put away all his feelings and treat her only as a brother.
After a long time, Misha took the initiative to leave his arms and smiled confidently at him, "Don't worry about me, I will take good care of myself. Maybe one day I will suddenly run back."
Mi En stared at her deeply, "Remember, my door is always open for you."
Misha said nothing and nodded slightly.
She lowered her head and was about to go in, but she heard Mi En ask in a deep voice, "Is the matter between you and An Rong... true?"
Mi En's steps stagnated, he bit his lip, and after a while he said, "I don't know either."
Without saying another word, she quickly walked in, leaving only Mi En, standing stiffly on the spot...
When she returned to the villa, she didn't dare to look outside and quickly entered the elevator.
She did what everyone wanted, and everyone should be happy. However, she felt very uncomfortable.
"bite"
As soon as the elevator opened, she was hugged into a somewhat thin, but not so cold embrace.
Misha was stunned and then reacted, "An Rong, you..."
"Don't move," An Rong whispered in her ear, "You need this now."
Misha's expression trembled, and she wanted to struggle, but her hands dropped, her chin rested on his shoulder, her eyes were soaked with tears little by little, and she choked and said, "If you want to laugh, just laugh...swear at me."
Face, I fall in love with my brother... No matter what you do, I don't care..."
An Rong's eyes tightened, and her heart was quietly touched by her.
You can even feel that she seems to be strong, but she has been carefully disguising her heart.
He sighed helplessly, let her go, and reached out to wipe away the tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, "What right do I have to laugh at you? I borrowed someone else's hand to kill my elder brother. I deserve to go to hell more than you."
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He said it lightly, but Misha was shocked.
Why...why would he demean himself so much?
An Rong took out a handkerchief, wiped her tears gently, and said word for word, "I said, I will never let go of you. Don't ask me why, I just know that I can't let go like this."
of you."
Misha's mouth was half open. She was so shocked by his words that she forgot to cry. She could only stare at him blankly, not knowing how to react.
An Rong smiled and put the handkerchief in her hand, "Remember to wash it before returning it to me."
Giving her enough time to struggle with herself, he turned around and walked back into the room.
Misha stood there in a daze, holding his handkerchief in her hand, with her undried tears still on it...
There were so many things that happened on this day that she couldn't bear them.
Misha frowned and patted her cheek hard, making a crisp "pop" sound.
She has never been a hypocritical person. Even if she is recovering from a broken relationship, there is no need to show her pain to others! What others see is the wound, but it is you who is in pain.
She clenched the things in her hands and immediately ran back to the room.
She was so tired and sleepy. She had to have a good sleep and heal in the corridor between dreams and reality...
I don't know how long I slept like this. When I woke up again, the surroundings were completely dark.
Misha sat up suddenly and tapped her forehead. She didn't know if she had slept too much and her mind was groggy.
She was very thirsty, so she got out of bed top-heavy, pushed the door open and went out, wanting to get some water, but she heard a sound coming from the kitchen.
Thinking that it was Yu Yi making late-night snacks, she walked in in a daze, "Yu..."
When she saw the people inside, she was stunned.
It's An Rong.
An Rong was holding a shovel in her hand, flipping the pot. Hearing her footsteps, he turned around and smiled at her, "Yu Yi's omelette rice was actually learned from me."