In the room, two people faced each other.
Same height, same appearance, only the color of their eyes is different.
Di Junlan looked at him, then touched his own face, "You're older than me, but I didn't expect to look more and more like you as I grow up."
Ling Lan crossed her arms, the ring on her finger visible. The moment Di Junlan saw it, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, "Ling Lan."
Do you still like your older sister?
Linglan's expression changed. "I'm not even going to bother you anymore, and you're still asking this?"
"No, it's just that I feel... there's some kind of connection between you and me, like... you are me, and I am you..."
A look of shock flashed in Linglan's eyes. "You've been reading too many novels. There's no such absurd thing as this."
"Really? I think so too."
As a gesture of hospitality, Linglan took him to eat some delicious food. "How come you have Chinese food here?"
Linglan: "I like to eat."
"I see."
The two ate in silence. When they stood on the high-rise building and looked at the distant skyscrapers, one of them said, "My sister knows that I gave you the wedding ring she had customized."
Linglan's eyes widened in surprise. "And then?"
Did Murong Jin say anything? Did she dislike him even more...?
"She didn't say anything, didn't do anything, she just made my back hurt for a few days..."
Linglan's gaze fell on him, "You..."
"Is it the one who was slept with?"
Emperor Lan: "..."
Shaking her head, "No, my sister doesn't want to use those so-called props, and she's also afraid I'll hurt her..."
Linglan responded with an "oh".
As long as we don't find anything strange, it's fine.
Otherwise, Murong Jin might kill him.
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