Meng Mingxuan specifically called him brother and emphasized that she was Mingxuan.
She didn't know how much he had drunk and was afraid that he might not be sober and would not go home with her.
Yan Mojiu was actually very sober, he didn't want to get drunk, being sober and in pain was what he wanted. He couldn't understand why the person he held in his hands and loved so much would wither away like that because of him.
He had no dreams and no memories, but when he heard Yan Shaoting say that, he could imagine the despair of him and Meng Mingyou rushing back to Lincheng to see Mingxuan covered with a white sheet, feeling lonely and empty and wanting to destroy everything.
How did he bear it?
He would be in so much pain just by listening.
Unless a person experiences extreme pain, he or she will become numb and no longer feel pain.
"Brother." Meng Mingxuan held back her tears and wanted to hug him, but he blocked her with his hand.
"You are not worthy of being your brother."
He is a despicable man who covets her.
Because she refused to respond to him, he abandoned her and even refused to attend her wedding as her brother.
He felt guilty towards Uncle Meng for saving her life, towards Aunt Meng for entrusting her to the Yan family before her death, and even more guilty towards Meng Mingyou for blocking the danger for him.
At that time he still felt that she had abandoned him for another man.
Little did she know that all her pain was caused by him.
"Don't you want to be with me anymore?" Meng Mingxuan whispered, tears falling.
Yan Mojiu's body was faster than his brain, and he hugged her tightly, "Please, please don't."
"Then what do you mean by unworthy?" Meng Mingxuan didn't care that he was soaking wet and hugged him tightly with all her strength, "You didn't do anything to make me feel sorry for you."
Yan Mojiu closed his eyes in pain, and his hands holding her trembled slightly.
He did.
Yan Mojiu should never have turned away from Meng Mingxuan.
But he turned around.
That night in Lincheng, if she hadn't suddenly changed her mind about not marrying Yin Ting, he would have turned away from her.
He would leave Lincheng the next day because he couldn't accept her marrying someone else.
"If you are drunk because of the dream Yan Shaoting told you about, then you are too stupid. Why are you dumber than me now?" Meng Mingxuan gently rubbed his neck, and the cold water droplets disappeared in the body temperature of the two. "Yan Shaoting is naturally immune to alcohol. Even if you pour all the alcohol in the world into him and make him drunk to death, he will not get drunk. Have you forgotten what you look like when you are drunk? You can't even recognize me."
Feng Yilin stood aside, his eyes flickering.
My sister-in-law was serious and wanted to comfort my ninth brother.
He really hoped it was true.
Meng Mingxuan added: "Yan Shaoting also told me nonsense like this, but I am smarter than you. I didn't believe Yan Shaoting, otherwise I would have separated from my brother-in-law a long time ago. How could I marry my brother-in-law and bring him to worship at my parents' graves?"
Meng Mingxuan tried her best to deny Yan Shaoting's dream, but Yan Mojiu's emotions did not ease.
He let go of her and held her face. "Then Mingxuan, tell me, it's not because of the diary that you misunderstood that your sister was in a relationship."
When he met her high school teacher in Lincheng, he thought that she hadn't had any romantic feelings for him at that time, so she thought he would be her brother-in-law.
But he had not thought that she had already developed romantic feelings for him, and his inaction in avoiding her made her misunderstand that he was her sister's steadfast lover.
She is such a good kid, how could she steal her sister's boyfriend?
Even if her sister was gone, she would not take that step on her own initiative.
So she could escape from him to avoid losing control of her emotions.
If he hadn't tricked her and pretended to be a couple with him before coming to Kyoto, she would have always regarded him as her brother.
Meng Mingxuan pursed her lips, "놆, 놖 I 놆 misunderstood at that time."
Without waiting for Yan Mojiu to ask again, she looked at him with clear eyes, "In those two years, you were avenging your sister and neglected me. You rarely smiled, and I really didn't dare to get close to you, but Xu Li and the others explained to me that the enemy was not targeting my sister, but you, and my sister blocked it for you, so we must get rid of the trouble in the future to prevent me from being hurt. I didn't blame you, you were busy before, but you sent messages to me every morning and evening, didn't you? Later, I was attracted by Yin Ting's gentleness in college, and I thought I was stupid and thought Yin Ting was the big brother in white who took good care of me..."
Yan Mojiu covered her lips with his palm.
He stared at her with red eyes, "Don't let Mingxuan take all the blame on herself."
She was raised by him, so if she was wrong, he was the first to be wrong.
He didn't raise her well.
"You listen to Yan Shaoting and not to 놖, so how can you know how vicious his mind is?" Meng Mingxuan pulled Yan Mojiu's hand down and whispered, "놖 did like Yin Ting back then, and 놖 was really moved."
She would rather let him be jealous for his whole life than let him feel guilty and suffer for his whole life.
Feng Yilin felt that he should leave now, but his feet had their own consciousness, and he really wanted to know how much truth and falsehood Yan Shaoting said.
I guess, it's okay.
If Brother Nine doesn't let him listen, he will tell him to get out.
Feng Yilin refused to think that his ninth brother didn't even have him in his eyes at the moment. Anyway, he wouldn't leave until his ninth brother said anything.
Meng Mingxuan gently stroked Yan Mojiu's wrist with her fingers. "Your delusion about your brother was the beginning of a young girl's love, but because you misunderstood that you were your sister's lover, you had long since given up on your thoughts. Later, you went to Linda University and met Yin Ting. He really looks like you when you were young. He was dressed in white, had a gentle smile, doted on you, and responded to your every request. It's perfectly normal for you to like him, otherwise why would you marry him?"
Yan Mojiu looked at her with deep eyes.
"I've had some dreams about Yan Shaoting in Lincheng, but they were intermittent." Meng Mingxuan sighed softly, "That night in the private room of the Lincheng Club, I went to find you with emotions, because during my nap I dreamt that I cut my wrists and forced you to agree to marry Yin Ting. I also dreamt that you left the next day and I couldn't find you no matter what. I was so mad at you. Aren't you my brother? You promised to take care of me for the rest of my life, how could you leave me? So at night I went to the private room of the club to find you according to the time in my dream. I wanted to know if everything in the dream was true."
Feng Yilin recalled the situation at that time, and it seemed to match, but also seemed not to match.
Well, if it's false, then my sister-in-law's ability to lie has really improved.
"You cut your wrists according to the dream, and then you really agreed to marry Yin Ting. At that moment, I realized that the dream might be a sign that if you continue to be willful, you will lose your brother." Meng Mingxuan choked up, "I was so scared at the time. I really liked Yin Ting, but I didn't like him so much that I didn't want my brother. I always wanted you two to coexist, and if the dream was true, then Yin Ting really approached you and pursued you just to hurt you. I didn't like him that much all of a sudden, so I regretted it and felt insecure for a long time because I was afraid that you would really not want me like in the dream."
Will he believe it if I say so?
Will he feel better?
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