Hidden Marriage President

He has no way of analyzing this feeling, where did it come from, and why, he loses interest in other women except his sister?Why, only this girl in his eyes?Why... If she was his sister.

He has been troubled by these problems for too long, and they have bothered him too much.

When he got used to the feeling of restraint, he could only adapt to the increased pain.

He began to hate his father, hated his flirtatiousness, hated his infidelity!

Why, why make her his sister? !

But no matter how much you hate, it won't help. He can only quietly stay by her side, but he can't love her...

Misha continued, "However, I know very well that it is impossible for us. Before, I might stubbornly want to get this relationship because I only have you in my life...but not anymore. .”

Mi En's eyes tightened, and when he heard her words, his heart ached for no reason.

He knew that this day would come sooner or later, but he didn't expect that when it really came, he would be a little at a loss.

Misha squeezed out a smile and said softly, "Mien, I want to see scenery I have never seen before, meet people I have never met, and feel different emotions...Let me do it alone These things."

Mi En clenched his fists tightly, facing this woman he loved and loved with all his heart, the most precious thing in his heart was losing little by little...

He knew very well that he was going to lose her.

If it is said that Misha lost her parents since she was a child, she can't tell whether this excessive dependence on him is twisted love or family affection.But he is very clear...

Even so, he had to grit his teeth and face her with a smile.

Let her leave without burden.

Lowering his eyes, Mi En chuckled, "Misha, you have really grown up."

Misha also smiled, "It's just that it's a little later than others."

Mi En's hand in his trouser pocket was slowly clenched, but his face was relieved, "As long as it is something you decide, I will not stop it. If you really want to relax alone For a while, then... I respect you."

Misha breathed a sigh of relief, closed her eyes, and nodded slightly, "Tell Xiaoyue and the others that I am fine here, and I have no intention of leaving them, but..."

Before she could finish speaking, Mi En walked over and hugged her, "I understand."

She didn't need to say anything, he naturally knew what she was thinking.

It has been like this since childhood.

Lying on his chest, Misha's eyes became moist all of a sudden.

She had to, had to do it.

For him, she would personally end this fruitless relationship and let them all return to their original positions.Even if it's sad, it's enough for her to bear it alone, but he can't, he still has to live his life, get married, and have children...

Thinking of such a scene, Misha choked with heartache, raised her hand, and hugged his waist tightly.

Let go because you care.

It turns out that she can also be such a saint.

Feeling her trembling, Mien hugged her too.

He will miss this embrace.

Because after the separation, he will put away all his feelings, and he can only be her elder brother to her.

After a long time, Misha took the initiative to leave his embrace, and smiled confidently at him, "Don't worry about me, I will take good care of myself. Maybe, one day I will suddenly run back."

Mi En stared at her deeply, "Remember, my door is always open for you."

Misha nodded slightly without saying anything.

She lowered her head and was about to go in, but she heard Mi En ask in a deep voice, "The matter between you and An Rong...is it true?"

Mi En's footsteps faltered, he bit his lip, and said after a while, "I don't know either."

Without saying a word, she walked in quickly, leaving only Mi En standing there stiffly...

Back in the villa, she didn't dare to look outside, and hurried into the elevator.

She did what everyone expected, and everyone should be happy, but she felt very, very sad.

"Ding"

As soon as the elevator opened, she was hugged into a somewhat thin but not so cold embrace.

Misha froze for a moment, then realized, "An Rong you..."

"Don't move," An Rong whispered next to her ear, "You need this now."

Misha faltered and wanted to struggle, but her hands were hanging down, her chin rested on his shoulder, her eyes were soaked with tears, and she choked up and said, "If you want to laugh, just laugh... scold me not to Face, fell in love with my brother... Whatever you do, I don't care..."

An Rong's eyes tightened, and her heart was silently touched by her.

Even, one can feel that she seems to be strong, but she has been carefully pretending her heart.

He sighed helplessly, let her go, and reached out to wipe away the tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, "What right do I have to laugh at you? I borrowed someone else's hand to kill my elder brother. Compared to you, I should go to hell." .”

He said it lightly, but Misha was stunned.

Why...why would he belittle himself so much?

An Rong took out the scarf, gently wiped away her tears, and said word by word, "I said, I will never let you go. Don't ask me why, I just know that I can't let go like this of you."

Misha opened her mouth halfway, and was so surprised by his words that she forgot to cry, and could only stare at him blankly, not knowing how to react.

An Rong smiled and put the handkerchief in her hand, "Remember to wash it before returning it to me."

Giving her enough time to struggle with herself, he turned and walked back into the room.

Misha stood there in a daze, holding his handkerchief in her hand, and there were still tears on it...

On this day, there were too many things that happened, too many for her to bear.

Misha frowned, patted her cheek vigorously, and made a crisp "papa" sound.

She has never been a hypocritical person, even if she is broken in love, she doesn't need to show her nerves and bones to show others!People look at the wound, but you are the one who hurts.

She clenched the things in her hands, and immediately returned to the room as if fleeing.

So tired and sleepy, she must have a good night's sleep and heal her wounds in the corridor between dream and reality...

I don't know how long I slept like this, but when I woke up again, it was pitch black all around.

Misha sat up abruptly and tapped her forehead, wondering if she had slept too much and her mind was groggy.

Very thirsty, she got out of bed top-heavy, pushed the door out, and wanted to get some water to drink, but heard a sound from the kitchen.

Thinking it was Yu Yi who was having supper, she walked in in a daze, "Yu..."

Seeing the people inside, she froze.

It's Anrong.

An Rong was holding a shovel in his hand, turning over in the pot, when he heard her footsteps, he turned his head and smiled at her, "Yu Yi's omelette rice is actually learned from me."