Meng Shuang'er's little leather shoes made crisp sounds on the floor of the Mu family villa.
When she pushed open the carved wooden door, her heart almost burst through her chest.
The house was silent, with only the old-fashioned clock on the wall of the living room ticking, as if counting down her last hope.
Seeing Mu Yuchang watering the flowers, Meng Shuang'er immediately rushed forward and grabbed her wrist, her nails almost digging into her skin: "Yuchang, is your brother really with Lin Zhiyue?"
Her voice was tearful, her carefully styled hair was a little messy, and her eyes were bloodshot.
Mu Yuchang staggered as she was dragged, and the watering can in her hand fell to the ground with a thud, splashing water all over the Persian carpet.
Seeing Meng Shuang'er's almost crazy look, she sighed helplessly and tried to pull her hand away: "Shuang'er, after all, we grew up together in the military compound, so don't worry about my brother. He is really with Lin Zhiyue, and it was witnessed by both of our parents."
"No, I don't believe it!"
Meng Shuang'er screamed, her voice echoing in the empty living room, startling the parrot in the corridor and flapping its wings, "How could he be with Lin Zhiyue? Obviously... obviously Aunt Zhang liked me so much before!"
She recalled Zhang Yao's kindness to her in the past and how she was taught to knit a sweater, and tears finally welled up in her eyes.
Mu Yuchang frowned, and her tone was a little more impatient: "Why can't my brother be with Lin Zhiyue? You can't force love."
"But what shall I do?"
Meng Shuang'er suddenly squatted down, hugged her head with both hands, and choked with despair, "I have liked him for so long, since the first time I met him in kindergarten, what should I do..."
Seeing her friend like this, Mu Yuchang felt a little reluctant, but more helpless: "Shuang'er, I don't want to say this, but my brother doesn't like you. You can't live on memories when it comes to feelings."
"No, it's not!"
Meng Shuang'er raised her head suddenly, a hint of madness flashing in her eyes, "Brother Sven likes me! When I was a child, he protected me and beat up the boys who bullied me! He said he would always protect me!"
Her voice got higher and higher, as if that could convince herself.
Mu Yuchang sighed, squatted down and looked at Meng Shuang'er, her tone calm but firm: "You also said that, that was when we were young. My brother only has Lin Zhiyue in his heart, why are you so persistent?"
Meng Shuang'er stared at Mu Yushang blankly, tears streaming down her face.
The sunlight shone on her through the floor-to-ceiling windows, but it could not dispel the coldness in her heart.
At this moment, she finally had to face reality, but how could the obsession she had had for so many years dissipate so easily...
Meng Shuang'er stared at Mu Yuchang blankly, tears falling uncontrollably, dripping onto the smooth ground, creating dark water stains.
The sunlight shone on her through the floor-to-ceiling windows, but it was like nothing and could not dispel the bone-chilling coldness in her heart.
She opened her mouth and wanted to refute, but her throat seemed to be blocked and no sound came out.
After a long time, Meng Shuang'er slowly stood up and looked into the distance with empty eyes, as if she saw the scene of Mu Siwen and Lin Zhiyue sweetly relying on each other through the wall.
Her body trembled slightly, her hands clenched into fists, her nails dug deep into her palms, leaving stinging marks.
"I can't accept this, Yuchang. I really can't accept this."
Meng Shuang'er's voice was low and hoarse, filled with endless pain and despair. "For so many years, I have given so much to him. My joys and sorrows are all centered around him. I thought that as long as I persisted, he would one day see my good side and fall in love with me."
Mu Yushang stood up, sighed softly, and a trace of pity flashed in her eyes.
She walked forward, wanting to hug Meng Shuang'er, but stopped in mid-air. In the end, she just shook her head helplessly: "Shuang'er, feelings are not an equal exchange. It's not that you will definitely get something in return if you give. My brother's heart has already been given to Lin Zhiyue. If you continue to be so persistent, it will only make you more miserable."
Meng Shuang'er seemed not to hear Mu Yuchang's words, and continued to speak to herself: "When I was a child, he protected me, and I felt that he was my hero and the person I would follow for the rest of my life. Over the years, I rejected so many outstanding boys, and he was the only one in my heart. But now, he wants to be with someone else, how can I accept it?"
As she spoke, Meng Shuang'er became more and more agitated. She suddenly turned around and walked quickly to the door, her little leather shoes making a rapid and flustered sound as they stepped on the ground.
"I'm going to find him and ask him face to face. I don't believe he really has no feelings for me at all!"
Seeing this, Mu Yuchang hurriedly chased after him and grabbed Meng Shuang'er's arm: "Shuang'er, calm down! What's the point of looking for him now? It will only make you more embarrassed. Go home first and think about it carefully. Time will heal everything."
Meng Shuang'er struggled a few times but failed to break free from Mu Yushang's hand.
She turned her head, her eyes full of anger and unwillingness: "Why did you stop me? You are his sister, of course you speak for him! You don't understand my feelings at all!"
Mu Yuchang's eyes were slightly red. She bit her lip, holding back tears and said, "Shuang'er, I don't want to see you hurt yourself because of this obsession. I know you are very sad now, but you have to face reality. My brother has made his choice. If you continue to pester him, it will not benefit anyone."
After hearing what Mu Yuchang said, Meng Shuang'er's body shook slightly, and the anger in her eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by deep confusion and helplessness.
She slowly lowered her head, tears welling up in her eyes again: "Yuchang, what should I do? I really don't know what to do..."
Mu Yuchang sighed softly, hugged Meng Shuang'er in her arms, and patted her on the back: "Don't be sad, Shuang'er."
Meng Shuang'er's nails dug deeply into her palms.
Mu Yuchang's words "My brother only has Lin Zhiyue in his heart now" were like a bullet, hitting her eardrum and making a buzzing sound.
The budgie in the corridor suddenly let out a sharp cry, which startled her and made her tremble all over. The tears that had condensed on her eyelashes finally rolled down.
"give up?"
She murmured again, the sound coming from the depths of her throat, "How can I let go of seventeen years of love?"
"Yuchang, you are just his sister."
Meng Shuang'er suddenly looked up, with an almost paranoid look in her eyes, "How can you make a decision for him?"
Her fingertips unconsciously stroked the cuffs of her sweater, where the pattern that Zhang Yao taught her to knit last year was still visible. The stitches were so fine that they could hide the girl's thoughts.
Mu Yuchang reached out to grab her, but Meng Shuang'er shook her wrist away fiercely.
Meng Shuang'er staggered backward in her small leather shoes and knocked over the celadon vase at the entrance.
"Shuang'er!"
Mu Yuchang's exclamation was cut off by the sound of a door slamming.
Meng Shuang'er rushed into the autumn sunshine, and the shadows of the sycamore trees unique to the military compound intertwined like a net on her face.
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