The love story of a wealthy brother and sister

Wei Jin still had big wavy hair, but she didn't wear lipstick. She looked like a dried rose, with no complexion and only coldness. She wore a long black trench coat that showed off her slender waistline, and a pair of her favorite black high heels. Her original charm was inexplicably covered with a layer of dull gray and black today - as if she had turned into a black and white TV screen. She had inexplicably lost a lot of color today.

Lin Jingran has changed out of his original black suit and put on a thin black loose knit, with a clean white T-shirt inside and khaki overalls. Perhaps because he often has to wear formal clothes at work, he still prefers a casual style in private.

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Today, the five of them returned to this "home" together again - a place filled with Lin Yingci's childhood memories - the years before she was nine years old.

It is her past - the story of Zhong Li.

As time went by, she can no longer remember many things. She only remembers her grandmother who fanned her on hot summer nights, her aunt who took her to the store to buy popsicles, her favorite shrimp and pork rib soup that her grandmother always made, and many wonderful times when three generations lived together.

Just like that, it was gone and never came back.

She walked into Du Meifen's former room without saying a word. No one had lived there for a long time. There were some spider webs on the ceiling near the window, but grandma's bed was clean - as if it was a special favor from the years.

With red eyes, she began to pack her cabinet, packing all her photos in a box - ready to take back to Shanghai, Yu Xiu and An Yishang helped her pack - there were also photos of her when she was a child, which An Yishang had never seen before, and she took them and began to look at them carefully - this photo should have been taken on her birthday, she looked only three or four years old, a very cute little girl with a little red dot between her eyebrows, her hair all tied up carefully, standing on the sofa in the living room, with a small cake in front of her, she was smiling at the camera - happy and satisfied;

"Our Xiaoci has been beautiful since she was young," Yu Xiuhong looked at An Yishang, and suddenly remembered something. She turned around and took out a thick photo album, "This is your father and mother's wedding photo," she looked at Lin Yingci again, her tone became choked, and she quickly handed the photo album to her, "You may not have seen it,"

Lin Yingci looked up at the worn, yellowed brown photo album, and time and space seemed to stop at this moment - that was the thing that carried her past - she suddenly felt that she also had a past.

She took the album and quickly flipped through it. Sure enough, it was the photo of Yu Jie and Zhong Yiming's wedding:

She seldom saw photos of Yu Jie. Only today did she realize that her features resembled her mother's. Her mother was very beautiful, with big, lively and sparkling eyes. She wore a big white wedding dress, with a red rose on her head. She was holding a big bottle of wine and smiling proudly. Not only her, but also Zhong Yiming behind her and the guests at the banquet were all smiling happily.

——"This was taken on Xiaoci's 4th birthday," Lin Jingran suddenly appeared behind An Yishang and soon half-knelt down, "There are also photos from when she was younger," he suddenly looked at Yu Xiu, "Uncle Zhong also brought Xiaoci to the shareholders' meeting of Hengyuan , and took a photo in front of the words Hengyuan,"

"Yes, yes," Yu Xiu flipped forward again and quickly found the photo - at that time, Hengyuan had not yet towered into the sky, and the four words "Hengyuan Group" were still on the ground. Zhong Yiming was holding Xiaoci, and next to him was Lin Yehao, taking a photo in front of those words. The boy with a silly smile next to Lin Yehao was Lin Jingran!

"This is me," Lin Jingran pointed at himself in the photo with some pride, then looked at An Yishang - Wei Jin was leaning against the cabinet at this time, and couldn't help rolling his eyes.

An Yishang didn't know what to say, but Lin Yingci suddenly raised her eyes and looked at Lin Jingran - he was smiling at first, but when he saw her red eyes, he quickly stopped smiling - he could no longer smile.