Chapter 33 You have to pick it back, Ali If language had a shape. Jinli feels that every word spoken by Yin Xun at this moment is like the other shore flower blooming on the Huangquan Road, soaked in the evil and gorgeous lovesickness blood, spreading all the way to the end of Naihe Bridge... Her fingertips were several degrees colder, as if they were stuck in ice particles eroded by the cold air. They were so stiff that even pressing the voice button to reply took a lot of effort. She really couldn't imagine that he had such a sad story. No wonder he always looks melancholy and doesn't like to smile much. Even when he laughs, it is with a bit of world-weary sourness and misery. And all this turned out to be because his little childhood sweetheart was no longer in this world. "I'm sorry, Yin Shen..." Jinli didn't know how to comfort her, nor how to ask how his little green plum died. She could only say in a depressed voice, "I may not be able to help you. After all, the interior of Lanwuzhuang is all smart and high-tech. Even if you disguise yourself, you can't get away with it." "Furthermore, Yin Xianben has clearly prohibited you from entering, and will definitely strictly control it."
"But... let's wait for the situation first. If the map he gives us doesn't include Orchid Garden, I'll see if I can help you take some pictures." She couldn't bear to say everything. Yin Xun also knew that there was no hope, but still replied persistently: "Okay, thank you, Lili." Jinli wanted to cry. Especially when I recall that I always teased him and his little childhood sweetheart without any sense, I want to cry even more. He must have felt very uncomfortable at that time... Her eyes were red with sadness, and she regretfully buried her face in the pillow, wiping away her tears bit by bit. After a while, the light-colored pillow cover slowly spread into a dark luster, like a flower hanging in the abyss, revealing endless sadness and desolation. Xie Jiyan waited until ten o'clock before sending her a video call. Jinli was about to fall asleep when she heard the ringing and reached out to pick it up. Xie Jiyan's keen vision noticed that the corners of her eyes were slightly flushed. He couldn't help but frown, "Are you crying?" Jinli's nose was stuffy and she answered the question inappropriately, "Why did you send the video? Are you afraid that I won't be home?" As she spoke, she switched the camera and showed him the interior of the room. It's one thing to be worried that she's not at home, and it's also another thing to want to see her. Xie Jiyan focused more on the latter item. "Tell me, did you cry?" He would not let her escape the topic. Jinli adjusted her inner emotions, but still said harshly: "Why am I crying when I have nothing to do? I fell asleep just now, and you are still disturbing me." "You're not telling the truth, are you?"
His tone became colder and he was clearly threatening. Jinqing knew his temper well, and was afraid that his anger would affect Ewha Company again, so he softened his tone and told the whole story: "I'm just feeling a little uncomfortable." "What's the discomfort?" Was she upset because he asked her to invite Wei Xueling to his home? How long will it take before you admit it? Jinli twisted the quilt and answered honestly: "Yin Xun told me tonight. It turns out that he and Yin Xian are half-brothers. He wanted to go to Lanwu Manor to see his little Qingmei's cemetery... " At this point, she felt a lump in her throat and asked, "Xie Jiyan, do you know how his little green plum died?" "Why did Yin Xian target Yin Xun like this? He wasn't even allowed to see the cemetery." Xie Jiyan immediately stopped loosening his tie. At the end of the conversation, she was feeling sad about other men. There was a feeling of manic depression in his chest. His long eyelashes were drooped. The light in the hotel room shone on his body, half bright and half dark. It was difficult to tell whether the emotion in his eyes was sullen or angry. Listening to his voice, it was like snow and frost falling from the sky. Bo Liang said: "I don't know the specific ins and outs. I only know that Lin Wuran was stabbed to death by a mental patient." "And. On the day of the accident, it happened that Yin Xun took Lin Wuran to the mental hospital to visit his mother. That's why Yin Xian was angry with Yin Xun and blamed all the faults on Yin Xun. " Jinli: "!!!" "Then, what is the relationship between Yin Xian and Lin Wuran?" "Their relationship..." Xie Jiyan pondered for a moment, "It can be said that... Lin Wuran is not only Yin Xian's childhood sweetheart, but also Yin Xian's first love, and even Yin Xian's fiancée. They have been engaged since childhood." "But who was Lin Wuran's favorite person during his lifetime?" Jinli hugged the pillow and sat up, "You know, Yin Xun's co-pilot has piled up a lot of dolls given by Lin Wuran." "Is it because she likes Yin Xun that Yin Xiancai hates Yin Xun even more?" "Xiangyu is dead, and no further discussion will yield any results. Just mind your own business and don't worry about others." "Well, I know." As he answered, he took a careful look at the decoration of his suite, "Which city are you going to this time?" "Picheng." Xie Jiyan yelled. "Oh." When she heard about Peicheng, she couldn't help but think of the Si family, and her heart felt heavier than lead. "By the way, can you help me get information about my marriage partner? I have already made an appointment with Sister Xueling for you today. I hope You should do it as soon as possible." Xie Jiyan's chest felt tight and he ripped off his tie: "You are quite efficient at work." "Of course, I don't dare to delay your lifelong event. You see, Grandpa Xie's hair is graying, and you are about to enter middle age. I have to help you..." "Having entered middle age?" Xie Jiyan's tone was cold and he didn't finish his sentence, "I'm only twenty-seven this year, and I'm full of energy, you know that, Nie Lixi." "I...I know, that's why I want to help you find a wife as soon as possible this year, so as not to have a disharmonious life when you get older in the future." Xie Jiyan: "..." If he could pass through the screen, he would definitely numb her little mouth at this moment. Let's see if she still has the energy to make sarcastic remarks. "Fine. From that day on, I'll let you see how discordant my life style is."
Don't cry every day. Jinli didn't hear the overtones and her heart was blocked, "Then first I wish you to be strong and strong every night, and be as strong as an ox every night." After saying that, he threw the phone under the bed with a bang. The video has not been cut off yet. Xie Jiyan's voice spilled out from under the bed: "Why is the camera black?" Jinli fell into bed and didn't answer. "Did you hear that, Nie Lixi?" "That's enough for you, Xie Jiyan." Jinli couldn't bear it anymore, "Do you really like my bad name that much?" "..." There was a moment of silence under the bed. It was so quiet that I thought he had turned off the video. She lowered her arms and planned to pick up the phone. Xie Jiyan said suddenly and calmly: "Who doesn't like their own name? Maybe you may think it is terrible, but from the day you were born, it has been given the same vitality as you." "You shouldn't abandon it, and you shouldn't hate it." "Because you are Nie Lixi, the only Nie Lixi in the world. You must face it bravely." "Instead of letting it become a rag doll, alone and without a owner like you were thirteen years ago." "You have to pick it up, Ali." “It’s the real you.” (End of this chapter)
