All the members are good people, only the host is a pervert

Lin Bingkun didn't come back until five days later. During these five days, the system watched coldly as Lin Ruan treated every day as the last day with her father and mother. Countless ordinary, rootless, and thriving emotions erupted in her, and then disappeared in an instant on the day Lin Bingkun came home.

Lin Bingkun walked into the house exhausted, his eyes sharp as an eagle. He looked around and saw the smiling Lin Ruan. He couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart: his little sister seemed to have changed and seemed to be more distant from him.

"Little sister." Lin Bingkun put down his luggage and took the initiative to greet her. Lin Ruan didn't say anything, just nodded. Lin Ruan knew that if she wanted to, she could be very smooth and tactful, but now she suddenly felt uncomfortable and didn't want to talk.

In response to this awkward and resistant feeling, Lin Ruan said to the system: "Seventeen, isn't this person too righteous? His righteousness seems to be influencing me."

Lin Bingkun is the kind of person that Lin Ruan hates the most. He has smooth sailing, is upright, open and honest, and has a strong will.

Lin Bingkun looked at Lin Ruan with a frown on his face, trying to talk to her, but Lin Ruan remained silent. He felt confused and lost, not understanding why his younger sister was so indifferent to him.

Lin's father and mother also seemed to notice Lin Ruan's awkwardness. They didn't say anything, but both stood up and said they were going to buy groceries. They left home and left their space to the brother and sister who hadn't seen each other for more than two years.

Lin Bingkun sat upright, as if the military discipline had been ingrained into him. He looked at Lin Ruan, sighed, and said, "Little sister, you've changed a lot. You must have suffered a lot in the countryside. Did you come home this time because you don't want to stay in the countryside anymore?"

Lin Ruan knew clearly in her heart that Lin Bingkun did not owe the original owner or her a single cent, but her words were not polite at all.

"What if I say yes? Will you criticize me? Will you think I'm selfish, weak, or causing trouble for the family?"

Lin Bingkun frowned and whispered, "I'm sorry, I don't know when I did something that made you think I would think so. Can you tell me?"

Lin Ruan:!!!

But we can't get stuck here forever. Lin Ruan sighed, suppressed the resistance in his heart, and said with pretended guilt: "Brother, this has nothing to do with you. I was just taking my anger out on you and taking advantage of the situation. I'm sorry."

Lin Bingkun relaxed slightly and said gently, "What's on your mind that made you want to use this topic to make a comment? Can you tell me about it?"

"I'm married, a fake marriage. My husband is a soldier. I will divorce him in two years. I don't want to marry him. I don't want to live with him, and I don't want to be his stepmother." Lin Ruan simply confessed.

Lin Bingkun frowned again and whispered, "Why does it have to be two years? Does he disagree? Is he serving in the army somewhere? Did you try to persuade him? Or do his family have any conditions? Tell them that we can satisfy all your needs. If you don't want to get married, then don't get married. If you don't want to stay there, then come back. Do you want to work in the neighborhood office or at the steel mill? You can take over any of your parents' jobs."

Lin Ruan suddenly felt like laughing, but she didn't understand why. She especially wanted to tell Lin Bingkun that no one in this world could truly protect anyone else. This was a cyclical world, where everyone had their own recurring fate. What was the point of defending your country with all your integrity? She was here, and when she left, not only your family, but you, your country, and your entire world would be completely destroyed at any moment.

This thought finally made Lin Ruan feel relieved, and Lin Bingkun finally became a pitiful fool in her eyes.

She calmed down and told Lin Bingkun her story in detail. Finally, she said, "Anyway, Brother, I know what's going on in this matter, so don't worry too much. I originally thought you would think divorce was nonsense and would disagree with me."

Lin Bingkun looked at Lin Ruan like this, and suddenly felt powerless. "Little sister, you..."

what are you?

When you were being persecuted by the villagers and educated youth, could you call home or me?

When you got married and regretted it, you could have told us to help you solve it?

At this point, it’s too late to say anything.

It was their fault. They thought Lin Ruan had everything he needed in the countryside because he was rich. By the time they really realized this, Lin Ruan had grown to the point where he no longer needed to rely on any of them.

Lin Bingkun didn't dare to think about how much hardship he had endured to grow to this point. But he knew that there was no such thing as growth without paying a price.

Finally, Lin Bingkun patted Lin Ruan on the shoulder and said softly, "Little sister, no matter what decision you make, I will support you, and so will our family. But, if you encounter any problems in the future, can you tell your family, tell me? Don't carry it alone. We are a family, and we will face any difficulties together."

"Well, I understand, big brother." Lin Ruan nodded obediently and said from the bottom of his heart: "I know you will protect me and try your best to prevent me from getting hurt."

The system said in a cold tone in my mind: "What a wonderful emotional drama of family reunion, but you turned it into a satirical comedy."

As for Lin Ruan, Lin Ruan said: "Brother, I believe in you. No matter in this life, the last life, or the next life, you can protect me, protect this country, and protect your ideals."

"Haha!" The system couldn't help but laugh out loud. It said, "Lin Ruan, you're really mean."

Lin Bingkun looked at his strong and considerate sister, and felt not only relieved but also distressed.

"Okay, don't cry. Since you have made up your mind, just do it according to your heart. However, if you need any help in the future, you must tell me, okay?" Lin Bingkun gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Lin Ruan's eyes.

"Thank you, brother. I will." Lin Ruan took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

The brother and sister talked for a long time, and Lin Bingkun also learned more about Lin Ruan's life in the countryside. He secretly vowed to protect his sister and prevent her from being hurt again.

At this time, Lin's father and mother also came home with the vegetables they bought. When they opened the door and saw the brother and sister started talking and laughing, they felt relieved.

"Brother, how long will you stay at home this time?" Lin Ruan asked.

Lin Bingkun said: "I can only stay for three days and leave on the sixth day."

Lin Ruan had had enough of staying home. She said, "That's perfect. I'll go to the station with you that day. It's time for me to go back to the Northeast."

"So early?" Lin's mother listened to their conversation without saying a word until Lin Ruan said she wanted to leave too, then she couldn't help but speak.

"Yes, Mom. I switched shifts with a colleague when I came back this time, so I have to go back. But don't worry, Mom. After Gu Jiye and I divorce in two years, I will find a chance to switch back." Lin Ruan said.

Lin's mother was not so optimistic. She felt bad and said, "It's not that easy. Just try to comfort me."

Lin Ruan coaxed her a few more times, and finally made her mother happy. She got up and went to the kitchen to cook. Lin Ruan glanced at Lin Bingkun, pretended to sigh, and looked helpless, which made Lin Bingkun laugh.

"You, you," Lin Bingkun didn't say the rest of the words.

Lin Ruan and Lin Bingkun arrived at the station together on the sixth day of the Lunar New Year. Lin Bingkun left first. Before getting on the train, Lin Ruan reminded him again: "Brother, you must carry that porcelain bottle with you. We all carry it with us. It's life-saving. It's very important, understand?"

"Okay, don't worry." He said and got on the train. After Lin Bingkun found a seat and sat down, he took out the porcelain bottle from his arms and stroked it carefully.

After dropping Lin Bingkun off, Lin Ruan didn't leave the station. She waited for the next train to the Northeast. Not long after, the train arrived, and Lin Ruan boarded, carrying the large and small bags she'd packed with her family. She leaned against the window, watching the scenery recede, listening to her favorite songs playing on the system, feeling relaxed.

For her, separating from the Lin family was no different from throwing away a leaf.