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Sorry, anything but her feelings.

"I don't know... "How much do you like …" Han Sifeng lowered his head, his long eyelashes casting a shadow under his eyes, hiding his shiny black eyes.

Han Muyun's fingers tightened, but he still stood straight behind her and pursed his lips.

Han Sifeng paused before continuing, "I don't know how long I'll be able to enjoy it. "But, liking him is different from liking you …"

"I know it's different!" Han Muyun's pupils contracted slightly as his eyes grew stormy and he couldn't take it anymore.

He grabbed Han Sifeng's shoulder and forced her to turn around and look at him in the eyes. "You don't treat him as your younger brother anymore, do you?"

Han Sifeng's shoulder was painful from the buckle. She struggled a little uncomfortably and said depressingly, "He's the first one to recognize me. He said …" He said I had to be liked, he said the years were good, he said we didn't hurt each other, he said he wanted to watch the first snow with me... He is like the second self in the world. I don't want him to be alone, which is to say, I don't want myself to be alone … "

If he were to leave forever, as he said, one day he would suddenly disappear...

"Enough!" Han Muyun's hand tightened, almost crushing her shoulder blades as he forcefully pressed her against the window.

What do you mean you can't hurt each other? As long as there was love, there would be harm!

And he had always been the one to accompany her and watch the first snow of the year …

Even if he wasn't around today, he still called her to let her see the first snowflake fall …

"That's right, I won't say such sweet nothings to you, I will only bully you. In your heart, I will only have the title of 'little brother' left!" The more Han Muyun thought about it, the angrier he became.

"Lowly?"

When Han Sifeng heard this, he suddenly felt pain in his heart.

Did he always think so?

"Xiao Yun, didn't you say … Can't you treat everyone as brothers? "

Han Sifeng didn't understand at all what Han Muyun was thinking.

Le Dian Yin was her most cherished and compassionate friend, her only friend that she wanted to protect the most. Han Muyun was her younger brother and her own relative, so why couldn't he understand such a relationship?

Han Sifeng and Xiao Yin spent less and less time together. That was why they treasured each other so much every moment they spent together.

As for Han Muyun, his closest relative, would he feel despicable if he called him younger brother?

Han Sifeng raised his head to look at Han Muyun and discovered that there were tears in his usually cold and stubborn eyes.

Was she seeing things?

Or did the snow drift into his eyes?

What was that crystal clear liquid in Han Muyun's eyes?

From what she could remember, no matter what had happened to her bad-tempered brother, he had never shed a tear.

Even though Han Muyun fought with other people all over his body when he was young, he wouldn't wrinkle his eyebrows at all. What was in his eyes?

"You once said that I was more important than myself; you once said that I was the person you liked the most. When... "When did Latifa take your heart from you?" Han Muyun turned his face away and asked in a stiff voice.

"Xiao Yun, what's wrong? Am I not still here? " Han Sifeng carefully held his face in his hands and felt his heart ache. "You're my little brother, my most important relative …"

Not the lowly one, but his most important brother.

"I don't want your brother …" Han Muyun pushed away the girl's hand, his eyes turned cold and his lips were almost covered in blood, "What kind of damn relationship is this?!" "You …"

She only knew how to treat herself like a child!

Han Muyun suddenly took a step forward, his eyes filled with intense love and hatred.

Han Sifeng was forced to shrink back by his gaze, but unfortunately, he had already pressed his back against the window and couldn't retreat anymore.

Her intuition told her that Han Muyun was in danger, so she had to quickly escape from him.

"I can't let you fall in love with him. I can't, even if we perish together …"

Before Han Sifeng could take a step forward, he was pulled over by Han Muyun.

His eyes were burning as he looked at her panicked expression. Those captivating red lips looked exceptionally alluring.

Han Muyun fiercely bit towards her soft lips.

Han Sifeng felt so much pain that his mind went blank …

Han Muyun, this irritable fellow, was biting her again!

The smell of blood entered his mouth as Han Si Feng beat Han Mu Yun with all his might. Was he a vampire? Why do you like biting people so much?

She was a blood related elder sister. How could he possibly go with such a heavy mouth?

I really doted on him for nothing!

"I hate you! "Han Sifeng, I hate you …"

Between his teeth, Han Sinfeng vaguely heard him say this.

Her lips were almost numb. Her strength and consciousness was slowly fading away with the blood, as if her soul was being pulled out of her body. She floated in the air in a daze.

Only those three words kept echoing in his mind — I hate you, I hate you, I hate you …

His heart was filled with indescribable boredom and pain. It was dull, and it completely shattered his feelings.

Hot tears fell from the corners of Han Sifeng's eyes, burning his numbed nerves.

Did he hate himself? Why?

It was because of the feelings she gave him. Wasn't it because Han Muyun wanted it?

However, he was Han Muyun …

Han Sifeng wanted to use all of his effort to protect Han Muyun …

Han Sifeng's lips and tongue were numb, he could no longer feel the temperature between them.

The suffocating pain in her heart was like the waves of the ocean, turning the blue sky upside down.

Maybe it was just a moment, maybe it was a long time ago...

Han Sifeng heard Han Muyun's phone ring again in a daze.

"Wuu …" "Han Muyun …"

But before she could react, Han Sifeng was thrown onto the sofa by his big brother.

The pain from her back slowly restored her lost consciousness.

Han Muyun didn't answer the phone, but slowly walked towards the sofa.

When he saw the change from panic to panic, his long eyelashes trembled slightly as tears welled up in his eyes as he tried to hide.

She looked at him as if he were a murderer …

Han Muyun felt pain in his heart. When had their relationship become this rigid?

He clearly couldn't bear to hurt her, so he wanted to control his own heart …

And yet, everything went out of control in front of her ….

She would think she was an unreasonable person, wouldn't she? Would she hate herself?

Han Sifeng looked powerlessly and fearfully at Han Muyun, but from the look in his eyes … It was a murderous look.

Did he want to kill her?

Han Muyun slowly raised his hand, causing Han Sifeng to close his eyes in fright.

He was really going to die!

At this moment, Han Si Feng suddenly thought strangely in his heart. If she had died first, she would definitely be extremely happy, right?

Because death has no trouble, no grief, no fear of loss.

Pah pah pah! She was such a good youth, how could she give up on herself just because of a little setback and think about such unfathomable negative things?

Furthermore, Han Muyun wasn't a devil!

Although there were times when he was scarier than the devil, he was his younger brother who had watched him grow up. How could he bear to kill his sister?

Just as Han Sifeng was cursing himself in his heart, he heard Han Muyun's voice as he answered the phone, "…" "Got it."

After saying that short word, he became silent again.

Han Sifeng secretly opened his eyes and saw Han Muyun holding his fist to his lips. His expression was cold and gloomy, as if he was trying to figure out if he should dismember her body or not.

"Did it hurt you just now?"

When Han Muyun saw her swollen lips, tears in her eyes, and her pitiful appearance, her heart softened.

Han Muyun squatted down and pinched her sharp chin, then caressed her injured lips roughly with his slender fingers.

Han Sifeng's lips hurt a lot, but a certain corner of his heart hurt even more.

She didn't understand why Han Muyun always used this kind of method to vent his anger …

If the feelings she gave him wasn't what he wanted, he could just tell her what he wanted!

Why not?

Han Sifeng forcefully suppressed the uneasiness and despair in his heart. Looking at Han Muyun's dark eyes that were like lacquer, he had a kind of ominous feeling — he definitely wouldn't be this gentle to her. There must be some sort of scheme!

As expected, Han Muyun uncertainly opened his mouth again, "Since my identity is so difficult for you to accept … Didn't you like Qin Yao? Now that he has broken up with his girlfriend, you might still have a chance. "

That's right, her first love was Qin Yao. She wouldn't forget him so quickly …

If he had to choose someone to spend this unbearable period of time with, Han Muyun would rather let Qin Yao fill her heart than Le Dian Yin.

"…" Han Sifeng was very confused.

What did Han Muyun mean by that? Judging from his gloomy expression, one could tell that he definitely didn't have any good intentions.

Furthermore … She had already given up on Qin Yao. Emotions were very subtle. Just like what Little Yin had said, she had been waiting for too long. Even if she got what she wanted, she would no longer have any original intentions.

"Qin Yao and I are sworn brothers. Do you want me to help you?" Han Muyun saw that she didn't say anything, so he asked again.

Han Sifeng increasingly felt that something was wrong. Not only was his expression strange, even his tone was strange.

"No, there's no need …"

Her subconscious told her to refuse, or else the outcome would be dire.

Besides, she really didn't need it anymore.

Something that could be obtained with difficulty wouldn't be too sweet.

Moreover, she had waited for too long …

"You have to help. You're my big sister," Han Muyun said sarcastically or something else, which made Han Sifeng feel very angry. "As a little brother, big sister's happiness can't just stand by and watch."

After he finished speaking, he immediately stood up and walked towards the entrance.

"Han..." Xiao Yun, where are you going? " Although Han Sifeng was very scared, he still asked.

It was snowing so late, so he hadn't eaten yet …

Furthermore … His behavior is so weird... It was really worrying.

Han Muyun turned around and smiled, "Don't worry, I'll be back soon."

Han Sifeng felt a chill down his spine when he saw his smile.

Why was his smile so creepy? It seemed to foretell some kind of bad start.

In fact, Han Sifeng's hunch was completely correct.

Half an hour later, when Han Muyun appeared at the entrance, carrying the drunk Qin Yao on his back, Han Sifeng felt his scalp go numb.

Han Muyun had always kept his promise, so he couldn't really be planning on helping her "rob the enemy with a knife", right?