"Sister Ayin, hold me tighter."
Si Jin's voice was muffled, and if you listened carefully, you could hear a hint of sobbing, which made one's heart ache terribly.
Yu Linyuan looked down at the thin, small person in his arms and finally tightened his grip on her.
Is Yu Sijin... missing her sister?
It seems he's another child who, like him, was raised and cared for by his older sister.
"Hold me tighter," Si Jin said again. "I'm so cold, a hug will make me feel better."
"..."
Saying it once or twice is fine, but repeating the same thing three times proves that the person has not slept at all.
Yu Linyuan didn't let go, but took a deep breath and reminded him, "If you can't sleep, open your eyes. Don't lie to me."
"uncle……"
Sure enough, Si Jin opened her eyes after calling out that.
Her upturned eyes were red with grievance, and tears were clearly visible in her eyes. The moment she opened her eyes, they fell uncontrollably.
She looked up at him, innocent and helpless, and said, "I'm sorry, I just missed my sister. I shouldn't have said those things to you. I'm sorry for offending you. Please let go of me."
As he spoke, he tried to sit up.
Yu Linyuan frowned even more deeply, afraid that Si Jin might accidentally break free of the IV needle in his hand, so he used more force to hold Si Jin in his arms.
She comforted me gently, "It's okay. I was also raised by my older sister. If you're feeling unwell, you can tell me. Was the person you just called out to... your older sister?"
Si Jin nodded.
"And what about your sister?"
Si Jin thought of the original owner's older sister, Yu Zhiyin, and replied blankly, "No... she's gone."
“My sister is gone too.” Yu Linyuan took a deep breath, shifted to a more comfortable position to hold Si Jin, and gently patted his back to help him catch his breath: “It’s okay, your sister is gone, Uncle will hold you once.”
Si Jin lowered her eyes, as if she hadn't been hugged like this in a very, very long time.
His thin lips curved into a smile, and a tear unexpectedly slid down his cheek: "Thank you."
She laughed through her tears, and didn't forget to thank him.
This person is so starved for love.
Yu Linyuan's heart was in turmoil, and he felt a pang of unease.
After carefully waiting for Si Jin to calm down, she placed Yu Jing's business card in front of him: "Do you know this person?"
The young man looked down, stared at Yu Jing's business card, and nodded: "Do you know about the Lu Group?"
He said, "This is Lu Ting's mother. She was at the hospital the day before yesterday... Lu Ting went out with his mistress, and I was taking care of her. What is your relationship with her?"
"This is my sister." Upon hearing this, Yu Linyuan's hand tightened.
—Lu Ting, you're really something, going to meet your lover without caring about your own mother's life or death!
“Aunt Yu Jing… left you a recording.” Si Jin took out her phone, added Yu Linyuan on WeChat, and sent him the encrypted recording.
He explained earnestly, "She said, 'Take care of yourself, live a good life. Here, little uncle.'"
Si Jin suddenly called out "little uncle," leaving Yu Linyuan at a loss for words.
Why do you call me that?
Startled by such a harsh rebuke, Si Jin immediately panicked and hurriedly explained, "Aunt Yu Jing is Lu Ting's mother, and you are Aunt Yu Jing's younger brother. I should call you Uncle Yu Jing, just like Lu Ting."
Yu Linyuan's anger was becoming uncontrollable. His grip on Si Jin's waist tightened, and a few veins bulged slightly: "Why?"
“Lu Ting said that no one but him would want to talk to a sickly person like me.” Si Jin choked up as she spoke: “So I should listen to him in everything, and I should even call his relatives by his name and be filial to them. Without him, no one in the world would care about my life or death.”
Hate, right? The more hatred the better.
Go tear Lu Ting apart right now, and don't hold back!
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