Love's Exile 50 Yuan Er, Brother also loves you
Yuner, brother loves you too
Ning Zhiyun couldn't see through her brother's inexplicable gaze, nor did she know why he suddenly asked such an inexplicable question. All she knew was that his deep, black eyes, which seemed to hold emotions she couldn't understand, pierced her heart with extreme pain! The dark undercurrents of his eyes, like a deep pool, were incomprehensible to her, yet they caused her inexplicable heartache!
A torrent of unfamiliar emotions surged in, unbearable to see her brother suffer even a little, unbearable to see him feel even slightly uneasy! This tidal wave of emotion instantly flooded the small carriage, squeezing her chest so hard it felt like she was drowning and wanted to surface for air. In her panic, she flung herself at that familiar chest, which had always given her the gentlest comfort, and now did so once again.
She regained her vitality in his arms, then lifted her head and said those sweet words to her brother. She didn't even have time to think about what special meaning these words had. But her brother said "What if...what if...", this "what if" pained her, she didn't want any "what ifs"! In her world, without Ning Xiwei as her brother, she couldn't imagine what color it would become!
Is it the dark grey of a cloudy sky that blocks out the scorching sun? Or is it the black and white contrast of lightning tearing through the gloomy sky during a torrential downpour? Or is it the endless darkness of a long night?
In the faint black and white memories, countless nights, a little girl wearing pajamas with scattered hair, holding a small stuffed animal in her arms, ran barefoot to her brother's bedside, her weak voice as thin as a mosquito's hum woke up the sleeping boy: "Brother, I'm scared!"
The boy suddenly opened his eyes and looked out the window at the night sky torn apart by lightning, then jumped down from bed and squatted in front of his sister. The little girl's face had faint tear stains, and her disheveled hair was stuck to her small face. "Ugly girl," the boy muttered as he tidied up her messy hair, then picked up the little girl and the stuffed animal she was holding and put them on the bed. He wrapped his arms tightly around his sister and rubbed his face against her silky, fragrant hair, kissing her soft cheek and cooing softly to comfort her, "Yuner, don't be afraid, brother is here!"
The little girl heard this reassuring promise, and her eyelids, which had been fighting to stay open, finally closed slowly, with a faint glimmer of tears in the corners of her eyes. The boy leaned down and kissed away the glimmer on her eyelids, holding his sister tightly as she fell into a deep sleep...
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Ning Zhiyan looked up with a small face, anxiously shouting: "Brother, you are you, you are the only one in this world, there is no such if, nor is it possible! In this world, the person Yan'er loves most is brother!"
She wrapped her arms around his waist, as if she was afraid he would run away, and held him tightly in her own two hands. It's said that there is a god who specializes in using tempting material conditions to exchange for people's most precious possessions. Is it that mysterious god now wanting to use some tempting things to take away her brother? She thought anxiously and protectively of him, refusing to let anyone or any god snatch him away.
Ning Xi was tightly held by his sister's hand, and his breathing became rapid. He had never known that this little girl's strength was so great. And her words, which shocked him, were like a strong sedative, making him suddenly calm down the restless heart that had just realized Chu Fan existed. Those words were also like a powerful stimulant, making the heart that had been suppressed for a long time and had gradually withered, suddenly come alive! Even if he knew clearly, her love and his love for her were not the same kind.
But he would rather believe that the love his sister, who was now clinging tightly to him in his arms, afraid of being taken away from her, had burst out and shouted out due to intense anxiety, was equal to his own love for her!
"Yuner, gege also loves you!" A magnetic voice whispered in her ear, the raised eyebrows hid an uncontrollable happiness, lowering his head, a straight nose touched her slightly cool nose tip.
His heart, though filled with happiness for her words, yet outside of that happiness, a faint sense of uncertainty rose. His gaze pierced through the bright lights of the parking lot, shooting towards the boundless darkness beyond.
The happiness in his arms now is faint and weak, perhaps it can illuminate the inner heart of two people, but it cannot illuminate the endless darkness ahead.
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After finishing the medicine and walking out of the hospital, Ning Zhiyuan yelled on the car that he wanted to visit his brother's "boudoir" for a tour.
"Yuner, PP doesn't hurt anymore? Listen to your brother's words, rest well tonight and tomorrow your brother will take you out again!"
Ning Xi was worried that her sister's recent exhaustion from traveling would be too much for her body to handle, and with the injury she had unknowingly inflicted on PP, she just wanted her to rest and recover her spirits. Once her body recovered, the siblings could go out of town together tomorrow.
"Brother, didn't you hear what that nurse auntie just said? She already said it, the swelling has gone down, basically no big deal. Or are you saying, there's a beauty hiding in your room, and you're afraid I'll catch her red-handed?"
Ning Xi let out a long sigh, where did that gentle and quiet girl who had just nestled in her arms and said she loved her go? How could she change into this suspicious and framing girl again after such a short time?
Pushing open the dormitory door, turning on the light. Ning Xi only saw clear astonishment and disappointment in her sister's eyes.
Ning Zhiyun had thought that life in this base would definitely not be as comfortable as at home, but everything before her eyes still made her wide-eyed!
In front of me, this room of less than twenty square meters is not as big as my brother's bathroom at home. Inside, there are only four pieces of furniture: an old-fashioned wardrobe that looks like it has been around for ages, a table that was probably popular in the 70s and 80s, a wooden chair that matches the table, and finally, a wooden bed with neatly stacked military-style blankets on top. The only thing that gives off a slightly modern vibe is the computer on the table. For a moment, Ning Zhiyun thought he had traveled back to several decades ago.
Big brother has been a young master who gets what he wants since childhood: He lives in a big house with soft, thick imported carpets everywhere, and goes out in a comfortable luxury car with heating in winter and air conditioning in summer. His mouth eats endless varieties of mountain delicacies and seafood, wears famous brands and limited edition global accessories, plays the latest genuine games from around the world, and has a bunch of servants and bodyguards at his beck and call...
Such a brother who has been arrogant since childhood, is his brain damaged by being pinched by the door or burned out, that he would foolishly and voluntarily come to such a poor and harsh place to suffer?
(Sister, if one day you know that your brother didn't become stupid because his brain was pinched by the door or burned. It's because of you, little sister, that he suffered this fate. What can you do to make up for your great and pitiful brother?)
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