Sister, I'm Addicted to You

"Her name is Yawei, also called Xiang Yirou. The man who loved her deeply but hurt her was called Xiang Yinan. This is a competition between love and non-love" When they first met, he was melancholy and she was lively. She let him release himself from his closed heart and left. The second time they met, he was cheerful and she was cold. He melted the iceberg in her heart with his enthusiasm, but he just let go and flew overseas. The third time they met, he was gentle and considerate to everyone, but cold and ruthless to her. He gently twisted her chin and said, "This time, you don't have a chance to say no." If you don't want to love, why don't you let go - Yawei If you want to be beautiful, be gentle. ——Xiang Yinan Male version: She would never mean the same thing to him. When they met for the first time, she asked him, the cheerful man, to come out to meet her. He played tricks on her and looked at her blushing face. For the first time, she felt that being cheerful was such a great thing. When they met again, when he saw her working hard, he just wanted to hold her in his arms and pamper her. She was his half-sister, but she used this as a reason to stop him. He went through all the obstacles and finally came to the princess. When they met for the third time in their lives, he just wanted to tell her: Sister, I am addicted to you. Fragment 1 "Yawei?" Xiang Yinan sneered, "It's such a waste to use such a nice name on someone as smart as you." "What do you want?" There was no expression on her face, as if she didn't care about his insult at all. He smiled softly, all the contempt and disdain on his face, "What do you think? My little Yawei." Clip 2 "Who did you go out with?" Xiang Yinan's eyes were red, and he didn't understand why reality slapped him hard every time he wanted to believe her. "Han Fei." "Hehehehehe..." Xiang Yinan laughed crazily, "Xiang Yirou, are you really so in need of a man? Are you so lonely after I've been away on business for two days?" Fragment 3 He held Yawei in his arms. For the first time, he felt that she was so weak. He could hold her in his arms with just one hand. Her obedience was something he had not dared to think about since graduating from high school. "Xiang Yirou, I really want to kill you!" "Really?" Yawei smiled softly. When he was anxious or anxious, he would call her by her real name. "Really!" He gritted his teeth and finally said with a weak and exhausted tone of resignation, "There is as much love as there is hatred."