With Two Years Left To Live, My Seven Sisters Kneeled Down And Begged Me For Forgiveness.

Buy a small gift?

Lin Youwei fell into deep thought.

Not only can the money be returned to Meng Yan indirectly.

And he was able to spend the money according to Meng Yan's instructions.

It really kills two birds with one stone.

There are 40 yuan left...

What small gifts should I buy?

Meng Yan had returned to the rental house at this time.

Unexpected.

Meng Dashan and Zhang Miaohua had already rested.

On the contrary, Meng Ling did not rest.

Sitting on the sofa holding a rabbit doll and watching the TV program "Man and Nature".

Spring is here~

It’s the season of revival again~

Hear the door open.

He met Meng Yan's surprised gaze.

Meng Ling pursed her lips.

"Lingling, why haven't you gone to bed yet?"

Meng Yan glanced at the clock hanging in the living room.

It's already eleven o'clock at night.

"School has a day off tomorrow and I've finished my homework."

"This is my free time."

Meng Ling spoke in a sweet voice.

"Even so, children should be careful to go to bed early, otherwise they will develop a habit of staying up late and unable to sleep in the future."

"You still dare to talk about me?"

Meng Ling lifted her little feet, walked to Meng Yan in pink slippers, walked around and sniffed.

Then he pinched his pink nose tightly and said with a look of disgust: "I can smell the smell of alcohol all over my body."

"Ahem...does it smell like that much alcohol?"

The Ace of Spades does not have much power, and Meng Yan also has control.

Just taste it.

Most of them were killed by Song Yang.

The person almost fainted and could not be saved.

It was Meng Yan who helped Song Yang call a car back to the Song family.

Before coming back, Meng Yan specially cleaned himself in the bathroom.

"Really...go take a shower quickly, don't get the smell of alcohol everywhere."

Meng Ling put down the rabbit doll in her hand and pushed Meng Yan into the bathroom with all her strength.

"Okay, okay, Lingling, if you want me to take a shower, I have to go to the room to get clothes first, otherwise how can I wash them?"

"..."

Meng Ling's face turned red.

That's why I didn't push Meng Yan.

Meng Yan returned to the room and took out the pajamas he was about to change into.

"Okay, go to bed early, kids, don't stay up late."

"When I finish taking a shower, I will go to bed. Don't learn the bad habits of adults."

Meng Yan touched Meng Ling's head.

Meng Ling pouted: "I...I'm already in third grade! I'm not a child!"

"In my brother's eyes, my sister is always a little angel who needs to be protected."

As soon as this sentence came out.

A flash of sadness flashed in Meng Yan's eyes.

yes.

Meng Ling is still so young.

He only has two years left to live.

How long can you protect your own sister?

The time when I met Meng Ling was too short.

It was obvious that Meng Yan's existence had cast a huge shadow on Meng Ling's childhood.

As a biological brother, he cannot protect her with his own eyes and watch his biological sister grow up.

At the most important turning point in life, he stood by Meng Ling's side, holding her little hand and guiding her.

Afraid that Meng Ling would be deceived by a scumbag.

She was afraid that Meng Ling would suddenly become tired of studying.

Afraid that Meng Ling would be hurt.

There are too many fears.

You must stay with Meng Ling in person.

Only then can this fear be somewhat dispelled.

She could see Meng Ling marry the man she loved and the man she and her parents approved of.

Give yourself a niece or nephew.

Watching Meng Ling calling her brother and growing old together with the one she loves.

Meng Ling seemed to feel something.

But she was still young, so Meng Ling didn't know what it felt like.

It was rare that he didn't reply to Meng Yan.

Wait for Meng Yan to walk into the bathroom.

When it's time to close the door.

"Anyway, thank you for being busy making lunch for me these mornings."

"The food you made...is... quite delicious."

"But...I...I don't want to owe you anything."

"If you're too tired, don't do it."

Meng Ling spoke proudly.

Don't look away.

The roots of her ears were stained with a hint of blush.

Not to mention how cute it looks.

"I'm not tired. How can a brother prepare his favorite lunch for his sister and say he is tired?"

"With your words, my brother is full of energy and vitality."

"No matter what happens, my parents will help me."

Hearing Meng Ling's words.

Meng Yan's heart was as sweet as eating honey.

What a pain.

What a tired thing.

At this moment, I get the care of my biological sister.

It all became irrelevant.

"Speaking of which, I...I haven't recognized you as my brother yet."

"So hurry up and take a shower. You're so verbose and smell like alcohol!"

Meng Ling's little face suddenly turned into a monkey's butt.

After stammering out these words in a milky voice.

He turned around and ran into the bedroom.

Close the door.

Meng Yan was left standing there.

On his face was an unprecedented comfortable and casual smile.

The next day.

Meng Yan got up early.

Breakfast was prepared for her parents and Meng Ling.

Just when I was about to go out.

Meng Ling walked out holding the pink rabbit and rubbing her eyes.

Meng Yan smiled slightly: "Lingling, didn't you say you have a holiday today? Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

"I'm not a lazy person. I'm used to getting up at this time."

Meng Ling glanced at the carefully prepared breakfast on the table.

"I have a day off today, well...if you need anything, I can go over and help."

"You prepare breakfast for me every day. I don't want to owe you anything."

Meng Ling really brings out the attribute of "tsundere" to the fullest.

Looking at Meng Ling's cute little face.

Meng Yan finally understood why so many people doted on their sister.

Who doesn’t like such a cute baby sister?

"Your responsibility is to study hard and have fun. Brother, your sister Youwei and brother Song Yang are here."

"It's okay. If you feel sleepy, go back and sleep for a while. My brother is leaving first."

Meng Yan came over and touched Meng Ling's head again.

Then he turned around and left.

"..."

Meng Ling pouted.

"Adults are bad guys and look down on others. I'm not a child. I act like I'm going to make trouble but not help."

"snort!"

Wait for Sui'an Dessert Shop to open.

Song Yang and Lin Youwei came to work.

Meng Yan is busy in the kitchen.

I saw Lin Youwei put on an apron, a mask, and a disposable hat, and went into the kitchen to help.

Meng Yan asked casually: "How was it? Lin Youwei, have you completed the task assigned to you last night?"

Lin Youwei hesitated for a moment.

Still he took out a small figure from his pocket.

He is a basketball player who has been practicing for two and a half years in the form of a cute chicken.

Meng Yan raised his eyebrows: "What are you..."

"I really can't use it all, so I asked Yanzi, and Yanzi said that if I'm afraid of wasting it, I might as well change the money into a small gift for you."

"I looked around and found a boutique store where this little toy sold the best. It was said to be very popular among young people."

"It's so expensive. Such a small one costs seventy yuan!"

In the past, Lin Youwei would have turned around and left.

Isn’t it delicious for seventy yuan?

Although this basketball cute chicken is interesting.

But it’s too expensive!

But the gift must be good and interesting.

The dean’s mother taught Lin Youwei this point.

If you are trying to save money, you buy gifts that others don’t like.

Now the person receiving the gift is not happy.

Lin Youwei spent her money in vain again.

Isn’t this a loss-making business?

It’s too late to order online now.

After going round and round, Lin Youwei finally made up her mind and bought it.

"Oh...it turns out this is the gift you gave me..."

The boss is indeed right.

Now Brother Ji says that he has the second highest traffic.

No one dares to say first!

Comparing yourself with Brother Chicken?

Calculate how much you weigh first!

What about Brother Jie, Ah Wei, 50-50, online loan brother, scholar...

They're all scum!

Lin Youwei said softly: "If you don't like it, I can return it and change it."

"Who says I don't like it? I do!"

Meng Yan quickly brought over the cute basketball toy that he had been practicing for two and a half years.

"Although part of it is my money, which feels weird, but this is the first time you have given me a gift."

"Hey, I thought selling it for 70 yuan was an IQ tax, but I didn't expect the workmanship to be okay..."

"Youwei, thank you, I will treasure it well."

The young man was sunny and his extremely handsome smile fell on Lin Youwei's eyes.

At that moment, it was like a ball of flame burning Lin Youwei's eyes.

Why?

Seeing Meng Yan looking so happy.

my own heart...

I also became excited...

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Thanks to Heizi, who loves to eat pulp and fried dough sticks, for the great certification.

Thanks to Ta Crane, who loves to eat, for sending me more flowers.

I solemnly declare that there is no magic, no immortality, and no fantasy! I know what’s so annoying about readers! ! ! Absolutely don’t touch it! ! !