Jia Cong suffered terribly because of the little girl Jinque. No matter how hard he thought about it, he didn't know why the little girl was no longer by her side, even if he was willing to give his own life in exchange for it.

After thinking about it, he could only attribute it all to fate.

Very tacky.

But what if you don’t think so?

Come to think of it, people in this world who lament about fate but not fate are helpless and sad people.

If he and Jinque are really destined, they will never be separated; on the contrary, if they are not destined, he will not be willing to let go, and it will be in vain in the end.

Daiyu heard that he thought about it first, and looked at him silently for a long time before comforting him in a low voice: "It would be best if you could think like this. I'm just afraid that you won't be able to think about it for a while, and you will get into trouble and do something stupid."

If something happens, what should we do?"

When Jia Cong saw Daiyu's deep affection for him and the infinite sorrow and concern in his eyes, he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart and quickly replied: "Good sister, I'm not a child anymore. Besides, don't I still have a sister?"

There are still many, many important things to do, no matter how sad you are, you won’t do anything stupid, don’t worry, sister.”

Daiyu felt relieved after hearing this, and looked at Jia Cong carefully. Under the flickering candlelight, she saw that his small face had become much thinner after not seeing him for a day or two, his cheeks were slightly sunken, and his chin was also much sharper.

, a pair of eyes seemed bigger, but the pain in those eyes could not be hidden no matter how hard it was. It was obvious at first sight how much suffering he had endured in the past two days.

Daiyu was so distressed when she saw it that she forgot her feelings for a moment. She stretched out her hand and gently touched Jia Cong's cheek, saying with tears: "My good brother, you have suffered so much these past two days. It's all your fault that I am a useless sister.

I can’t help you, even if I can help you share some of the pain it would be good. But I can’t. It’s my incompetence as a sister that makes you suffer so much..."

While talking, Daiyu couldn't hold it in anymore and started to choke on her words. Tears flowed down her face without realizing it.

Seeing her like this, Jia Cong was so moved that he could no longer bear the grievance and pain in his heart. He took Daiyu's hand and wanted to say a few words to comfort Daiyu, but he burst into tears before he could say anything.

It had already flowed all over my face and body.

Daiyu felt even more distressed when she saw this, she simply stood up and hugged Jia Cong in her arms, patted his back gently, and murmured in a low voice: "My dear, don't be afraid, don't cry, my sister is right here.

Sister is always with you, don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid..."

Jia Cong lost the most important person in his life. How can words describe the sadness in his heart? Because there was no one around him to talk to, he could only hide the pain deeply in his heart and lick it alone. Now Daiyu is

With such hugs, pats and soft comforts, I couldn't bear it anymore. I cried "Wow" and while crying, I said: "Sister, sister, Jinque is gone. She was harmed.

I really regret not taking a good look at her. I originally planned to marry her and be with her for the rest of my life. Sister, sister, I feel so sad..."

Daiyu felt even more distressed when he made such a fuss. She hugged him tightly until she was choked with sobs and couldn't speak. She only tried to persuade him over and over again: "Be good, don't be afraid. My sister is here. My sister is here..."

It turns out that a few years ago, when Daiyu was still young, his younger brother was often wronged, either being beaten by his father, being scolded by his mother, being naughty and falling down, or losing in fights with others.

Every time he cried, Daiyu would hug him and comfort him like this.

Now that Jia Cong had been wronged, she treated him as her own brother again, and couldn't help but hug him and coax him as before.

In a daze, Daiyu seemed to have returned to those happy and warm days in the past. These years of displacement, these years of loneliness and misery were all just a dream. Only at this moment, could she truly hold Jia Cong in her arms again, truly

After feeling Jia Cong's flesh, blood and tears, she finally woke up from her nightmare and returned to her original years.

It turns out that although the two considered each other brother and sister, there was always a gap in their hearts. It was not until this moment that they finally met and fell in love with each other.

The more Jia Cong cried, the more heartbroken Daiyu became. The two siblings hugged each other with sincere affection and acted as if no one else was around, but they had already shocked the two girls Zijuan and Biluo.

Zijuan naturally knew that her young lady treated Jia Cong differently, but she never expected that she could be so affectionate towards him, without even the slightest difference between men and women. But she saw Daiyu's cheek pressed tightly against Jia Cong's.

, the two of them were so intimate that Zijuan didn't know what to do for a moment.

Bi Luo's mood was even more complicated: last night, her young master was as cruel as the King of Hell, how could he be as soft as a kitten now? What's more, who is this beautiful girl in front of her? She is really the young master's relative.

Sister? If yes, why are they named Jia and Lin? If no, how can she be so close to the young master?

After seeing this, the little girl Bi Luo despised Jia Cong even more. She even vaguely envied Jia Cong. How great would it be if this fairy-like girl could be so close to herself?

Jia Cong only focused on himself crying loudly, and he didn't know how long he cried. He was able to let go of the pain in his heart, and his chest felt a little smoother. Looking at Daiyu, a large area of ​​her body had already been wet with her own tears.

I'm afraid there was a lot of snot flowing up from his nose. Only then did he suddenly realize that the skin on Daiyu's cheek was extremely smooth, and it felt extremely comfortable against his face. When he looked up, he saw that her eyes were slightly red and swollen, and her eyes were full of pain for him.

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Jia Cong then hurriedly broke away from Daiyu's arms, raised his sleeves to wipe away his tears, and said shyly: "Sister, I soiled all your clothes...I..."

Although Daiyu has a mysophobia, she can't care about it at this time. She quickly reached out and gently touched Jia Cong's cheek, and asked with a smile, "What's going on now? Do you feel better?"

Jia Cong's nose felt sore when he heard this, and tears were about to burst out of his eyes. He sniffed hurriedly, wiped his tears again, and replied with a forced smile: "It's much better. I cried with my sister and felt a lot better. It's just that

I made my sister sad again, and I...I regret it so much...I feel sorry for my sister and cry..."

Upon hearing this, Daiyu hurriedly laughed and said: "Silly boy, what silly things are you saying? Seeing you sad makes me feel even sadder than you; seeing you happy makes me happier than you."

After hearing these words, Jia Cong raised his eyes and stared at Daiyu again. He saw that her hair on the temples was a little messy at the moment, and the clothes on her body were in a mess by herself. Even her cheeks were stained with tears, and her eyelids were full of tears.

She was red and swollen from crying, and her image was not as perfect as usual, but in Jia Cong's opinion, Lin Daiyu was truly beautiful in flesh and blood at this moment, and she was the most beautiful girl in the world.
Chapter completed!