brother, it's mine

Chapter 12 Growth (3)

Lin: You should cherish it.

Lancelot, who was facing the computer in his room, said: Huh?What does it mean?

Cherish what?Cherish the stinky girl Elizabeth? !

In Lancelot's mind, his sister's still cold eyes and her forever disdainful eyes appeared in Lancelot's mind, and he shuddered, and this beautiful boy tremblingly punched—

Lancelot: You don't know about my family!If only my sister was half as cute as your brother~

After posting it like this, Lancelot thought again that he had only heard Lin Shaoyu mention his brother a few times, very rarely, but he attached great importance to it, that feeling of hesitant to speak.

Lancelot: That's right, I'm asking for a photo of my brother~ I'm asking for the truth, I'm asking for a photo~

Lin Shaoyu rubbed his head with some headaches, where did he get the photos?Candid?How to shoot?All he has is a pair of legs that can no longer stand up.

Lin: I'm tired. I'm off. Goodbye. If there is something to do, I still call the old number.

Lancelot: Hello!You haven't posted a photo yet!

Lancelot sent it cracklingly, but the profile picture over there had long been darkened, obviously the owner had already gone offline.

Cheapskate!Lancelot pointed his middle finger at the computer. This boy who is only two years younger than Lin Shaoyu is now 17 years old. He adds irresistible appeal.

It can be called temptation.

When Elizabeth pushed open the door and came in because of anger, what she saw was this "trash" brother who was puffing up like a child and fingering the middle finger. Others would only make her feel sloppy and uneducated, Ke Lance Lotte's face made him feel indescribably innocent and cute even with such movements, and it was even more attractive.

Elizabeth stood there, standing still, seeing the brother she had been with since the moment she was conceived.

Never seen a better looking man.

This boy is my older brother, the twin brother, who has been together since the moment of conception in the womb of the mother's child.

He should be the closest person in this world to me.

Lancelot heard the sound of the door being pushed open, and took a second or two to turn around.

"Yi——" the first sound came out, and when Lancelot's non-myopic eyes saw the expression of his sister at the moment, his voice stopped abruptly, and he was cut off by himself.

He had never seen such Elizabeth, such a sister.

Elizabeth always has a straight spine, a slightly raised jaw, and a cold and noble expression. She is always calm and hides her spirit in the face of anyone and everything.

But at this moment, at this second, he saw the long and distant sadness in the girl's eyes.

The coldness and nobility no longer exist. At this moment, she is like the most ordinary little girl. She doesn't know whether she has read some sad poetry collection or suffered some kind of grievance. She looks so fragile and pitiful.

The childhood memories are too far away, he can't remember clearly when he was a child, but it seems that Elizabeth will always be cold when he has memories.

Cold to him.

Perhaps the girl's expression at this time is rare and fragile, but Lancelot vaguely remembered a long, long time ago——

"elder brother……"

The soft voice, the little girl in the white dress holding the bear, the harmless eyes, the expectant eyes, the cautious smile full of joy.

then what?

Lancelot frowned, he remembered, and then Mommy took him to various places to play as usual, and Elizabeth was left in the manor and handed over to the servants to take care of.

——I want to go skiing in country J with Mommy, so I don't want to accompany you.

When Lancelot got up, he remembered that when she was very young, she still called him brother, with a happy expression every time, and at that time, he said so when his sister was eager to stay.

You should cherish it.

Lin Shaoyu's words flashed through his mind, Lancelot looked at his sister.There is a softness between the words that I didn't realize.

"Christine, what's wrong?"

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