"Di Mingzhe, what exactly am I to you? A worthless adopted sister? Just because I stay in your ho and dare not utter a word, dare not defy you, you think you can do whatever you want with ? I’m telling you not to think that because I call you ’big brother’, I will listen to everything you say!"
These words were like a sharp dagger that instantly pierced Di Mingzhe’s heart, making his handso face pale sowhat.
He grabbed her wrist harshly, "Have you said enough!"
"Enough." Di Xiaxia looked at him, "What I an is, please start being a good big brother from now on, stop with your ambiguous way of dealing with , or I will definitely tell mom and dad!"
"You dare!" Di Mingzhe approached her, the chill in his eyes was sothing she had never seen before, unexpectedly she shuddered unconsciously.
His slender hand rudely clutched her head, he asked, word by word, as cold as ice iron, "Di Xiaxia, what have I ever been to you these past years? For twenty years, when did you ever look right at ? Besides when you call ’big brother’, have you ever had more than a half-sentence conversation with ? Do you despise sharing the sa bed with ? What if it was the third brother? You would probably be eager and overjoyed, wouldn’t you?"
Di Xiaxia was taken aback, she didn’t quite understand all of his words, but she did understand the last sentence.
Her heart ached terribly.
Lifting her eyes defiantly, Di Xiaxia answered without hesitation, "So what if it’s true, I’ve always liked third brother!"
I’ve never given you a second look, but have you ever genuinely looked at ? Every ti you look at , your eyes are full of mockery, mocking for being beaten by third brother, don’t think I don’t know!
Di Mingzhe’s eyes suddenly darkened, mixed with ultimate frost, they were like a poisoned hidden weapon.
Gradually, he let go of her hand, pursed his lips, nodded, the extre winter in his eyes slowly returned to his usual calm, as still as a pool of dead water without any ripples.
Then he spoke, "Good, good, Di Xiaxia, get out. I don’t want to see you again."
When he truly uttered these words, his heart ached as if it had been pierced by thousands of arrows.
Twenty years, perhaps it’s ti to give up.
After he finished speaking, he turned around resolutely, daring not to look at her again, daring not to listen to another word from her.
He was afraid he won’t be able to hold back his tears.
A twenty-seven-year-old man, crying, what a joke?
He might as well treat these twenty years of youth as a waste!
But when he truly turned his back on her, Di Mingzhe, after all, couldn’t help but have his eyes well up with tears. The dream of twenty years was about to be cut off, shattered all of a sudden, painful, achingly piercing.
What’s this warm wetness in his eyes?
Di Mingzhe, you can’t cry. Are you really worth shedding tears for a woman who has never held you in her heart?
Is it worth it!
Just let go, she never has a place for you in her eyes!
Even if you manage to force her, it’s nothing more than pity and charity!
Do you need pity? Do you need charity?
No, what you need is love.
If she doesn’t have you in her heart, then let go. But why does it hurt so much inside?
The pain that spreads from the heart to all limbs, the kind of pain that almost suffocates, why is it?
For the youth of twenty years?
Don’t be naive, in her twenty years of youth, there’s only third brother, but never you...
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