Lin Zhaomian lived next door to an older brother. He picked her up to and from school every day, and every few days he would secretly climb from the terrace of his room to her terrace in the middle of the night, and then escape along the sycamore tree outside her terrace to play motorcycle.
One day, she said to Han Jiachen: "You take me with you, or I will tell your father."
So everyone in the circle knew that Han Jiachen had a childhood sweetheart sister.
Han Jiachen could never forget her sitting on the back seat of his motorcycle, holding his waist tightly with her hands.
Lin Zhaomian is like a snack, brown sugar glutinous rice cake. The snow-white rice cake slowly oozes out from the amber brown syrup, and the whole person is filled with a sweet smell.
"Slow down, what if you fall and become disabled?" He upshifted, turned, and overtook other cars. Lin Zhaomian was trembling with fear.
Han Jiachen said: "Then I will be responsible for you for the rest of my life."
Later, she performed on stage, and the audience was full of guests, but her brother did not come.
Han Jiachen had indeed taken care of her all her life, and she had hated him all her life.
Han Jiachen didn't know why he loved and hated Lin Zhaomian.
He bullied her and threatened her, and the women around him changed one after another.
Perhaps his love and hate are the same, they don't know where they start, but they go deeper and deeper.
Lin Zhaomian retaliated against him and sold his shares to his competitors.
It doesn't matter if Han Jiachen loses everything. All he knew was that he wanted to keep her by his side.
She sang on the stage: "All the beauties are gone, and the peach blossoms are as old as ever."
He knew that some things could not be kept by force.
Purpose: industrial saccharin