Chapter 1807 The Person You Marry Must Be Me

Ling Rouer's gentle eyes were covered with a layer of mist, "Lian, you just said that as long as it's not my sister, anyone can do it."

"Yes, anyone can do it, but you can't." The habit of speaking softly to her for many years could not be changed for a moment.

He originally planned to drag her with his whole life, as long as he didn't get married, she would think she still had a chance.

This is called hope torture, giving others a hope that can never be reached, he thought this was the greatest punishment for those who did something wrong.

He has already sunk in hell. If he hadn't touched Zhang Xiaowei, a CHU girl, he would have spent his whole life in this kind of lingering in the flowers, and let the woman who killed Ling Xier also reincarnate in hell endlessly.

He had no evidence, and the law could not punish her.

She was Ling Xier's only sister, and he couldn't use lynching to deal with her.

Letting her accompany him in hell torment, this is not a way of punishment.

How much he loves Ling Xier, how much he hates Ling Xier, in the end even he himself can't tell whether he loves more or hates more, and whether there is any meaning in doing these things.

If Zhang Xiaowei hadn't appeared to break this balance, he thought, he would still continue.

Ling Rouer shook her head, tears kept falling, "No, I don't care, Lian, if you want to get married, the person you marry must be me, you promised my sister, you must take good care of me!"

Xu Molian suddenly seemed to see Ling Xier's face, her goodness, her warmth, her smile... Of course, her betrayal, the pain she brought...

"Haven't I taken good care of you these years?" The voice was still gentle, but without temperature.

"No, it's not like that, Lian, my sister's death has nothing to do with me, she was desperate to die, I..."

"You just watched her commit suicide, but didn't stop it?"

Ling Rouer stopped crying, sniffed her nose with disbelief, and sobbed slightly.

She closed her eyes, she thought he didn't know, but it turned out that he had always known.

"Lian, I tried to stop her, but I was powerless. The scene of my sister jumping out of the window in a red dress has always lingered in my dreams. For many years, I have only asked myself why I couldn't stop her at that time. What if..."

"Enough, Rou'er, I originally planned to live with each other like this for the rest of my life, but I found that maybe if I marry someone, you will be just as miserable. Let's go." He said the last two words to Zhang Xiaowei.

Xu Molian didn't want to say more. The scar had scabbed for so many years. He thought it was healed, but it was suddenly dug open. The blood and pus under the scar flowed out all of a sudden, and it was still painful.

"Lian, you really love me? Right? You actually have feelings for me, right? I really haven't hurt my sister, believe me!" Ling Rou'er chased after her, grabbed Xu Molian's sleeve, and burst into tears.

"Rou'er, I believe you, but I hope everything with your Ling family ends here. Don't come to me again in the future."

Xu Molian suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, just like the feeling of a big stone that had been pressing on his chest for many years suddenly loosening.

He himself was not sure whether his kindness to Ling Rouer was to help Ling Xier take care of her sister or to give her the illusion of hope and torture, so that she would always live in the emptiness of not getting what she wanted.

"No, Xiao Wei, you said you didn't like Lian, and he forced you to do everything, you can't go back on your word!"