"Because..." She swallowed the last bite of steamed bun in her hand.

The steamed bun tastes average. If it were the past, she would have disliked it, but now for her, the taste is second, and filling her stomach is the most important thing.

"We are a kind of people, all of whom are abandoned by this society and seek to survive at the bottom. Maybe no one like us will want or no one will care about it, but at least, we can hold each other together to keep warm. I can care about you, and you can care about me, right?!"

She smiled softly at him, with hope, longing, and nervousness.

"Is it? It seems that we are really the same type of people..." He murmured, his eyes as if he was looking at a small animal falling into a trap. Maybe life is really boring for him. You can rub your hands whatever you want, and over time, it becomes boring. And now this game is a bit interesting for him.

"Sister." He gently spit out the two words she wanted.

In an instant, her smile bloomed, like a bright starry sky.

———

After dinner, Ling Yiran took Yi Jin to the night market to buy clothes.

After buying the replaced clothes, even if they chose them were cheap, it still cost her more than 500 yuan.

Ling Yiran asked Yi Jinli to change the cotton coat directly, "Are you warmer?"

"Yeah." Yi Jinli responded lightly, lowering his eyes to her who was almost half short of his head, "Actually you don't have to buy these clothes for me. I'm used to it. Even if I only wear the original clothes, it won't be so good."

"Even if you get used to it, it doesn't mean it should be like that," she said. "I don't have much money and can't buy you too much, but at least I can do it to make you warmer."

"Why should I be so kind to me?" he asked softly.

"Because I am your sister." She smiled and accidentally touched his hand. She found that his hand was also cold. So she put his hands together, lowered her head, vented her breath at his hand, and then rubbed his hand back and forth.

"Your hands are too cold. Rub them like this and warm them up." She said.

His hands froze slightly, and the peach blossom eyes behind his bangs suddenly narrowed. No woman had ever rubbed his hands like this just to warm his hands up.

He has never liked to touch other people's skin, but he seems to be not so repulsive of her touch. Is it because she is an important part of this game for him now, so can he tolerate her touch?

Seeing that he had no reaction, she suddenly seemed to remember something and glanced at her calloused hands, "Is my hands too rough, rubbing your hands hurt..."

She said, then hurriedly let go of her hand.

It was like the warmth on his hands, and suddenly he lost it. He frowned slightly, "I don't think your hands are so rough, your hands are a little cold. Why wouldn't you rub them for a while?"

He said, handing his hands back in front of her.

She was slightly stunned, but then she put her hands together again. Compared with his big hands, her hands seemed much smaller.

But on this cold winter night, her little hand struggled to wrap his big hand as much as possible, and her palm repeatedly rubbed against the back of his hand.

She lowered her head and sucked the heat at his hands from time to time. The tip of her nose, which was slightly red from the cold, seemed to be stained with a hint of cuteness in his eyes.

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and Yi Jinli looked at his hand wrapped in that little hand, as if... it was really warm.

———

Two days later, Ling Yiran received a call from Ling Luoyin, "Sister, today my dad said that he wanted to throw away the album. I finally begged my dad to leave the album. I want to give the album to my sister, but can I come to my side?"

Ling Yiran was shocked and knew what the album was like in Ling Luoyin’s mouth. It was the album she took with her mother before she was three years old.

"If my sister doesn't come, it will be bad if I lose the album." Ling Luoyin said softly and then reported the specific address. Then, she ended the phone call without waiting for Ling's answer.

Ling still stared at the phone in her hand, and she naturally knew that Ling Luoyin would never give her the album for no reason, and she must have had any plans.

But that was her and her mother's memory, and almost all of her memories of her mother originated from that album.

"Sister?" The cold baritone voice sounded in her ears.

She came back to her senses, took a deep breath and said, "A Jin, I'm going out, you go to bed first later." She said, hurriedly stood up, put on her coat and went out the door, not realizing that there were eyes behind her, staring at her back as if thinking.

When Ling Yiran came to the place Ling Luoyin said, it was a club, but when she walked into the box Ling Luoyin said, she found that it was not only Ling Luoyin, but also a middle-aged man in his 40s.

"Luoyin, is this your sister? The girlfriend of the young master Xiao in the Xiao family back then?" the man looked at Ling Yiran and said.

"Yes, Deputy Director He, this is my sister, sister, this is my current deputy director He in the crew. Deputy Director He heard that you were Xiao Ziqi's girlfriend before, so he kept saying that he wanted to see you." Ling Luoyin said with a smile.

"Where is the photo album?" Ling Yiran asked coldly.

"Then you have to say more good things to Deputy Director He for me. If Deputy Director He is happy and willing to add more drama to me, I will naturally give you the album." Ling Luoyin said in a low voice, with a threat in his words.

"Okay, since you're here, let's have a drink first." Deputy Director He poured a full glass of red wine and signaled Ling Yiran to drink.

Ling Yiran stared at Ling Luoyin with his lips pursed. It seemed that her good sister was planning to sell her sister in exchange for the opportunity to add to the show.

Ling Luoyin took the initiative to pick up the wine and handed it to Ling Yiran. He said in his voice that only each other said, "Sister, you ruined my chance at the beginning, and it is not an exaggeration to compensate me now, let alone you do this now. If you please Deputy Director He, you will be able to live a better life in the future. I am for your own good."

"This is the first time I have heard someone say this so clearly and unrealistic." Ling Yiran waved his wine glass and spilled the red wine all over the floor.

"You don't want the album?" Ling Luoyin gritted his teeth in a low voice.

"I never thought of selling my body to exchange for albums." Ling Yiran replied. If that were the case, his mother would not be happy to see it.

But when she turned around and was about to leave, Deputy Director He suddenly said, "Okay, I don't give you face, right? Do you really think you are still the girlfriend of the eldest young master of the Xiao family? I heard Luo Yin say that you are just a sanitation worker who swept the road now. I let you drink, and I'm giving you a favor to your face!"
Chapter completed!