Before Ye Xiao returned, he was again driven by curiosity to push open his sister's room. The parrot was still energetically dancing in front of the phone, but now there was also someone lying on the bed—it was none other than his sister, Ye Xiao, right before his eyes.
This was too terrifying, just like twins, identical. But he had only one sister.
"Second brother, why are you so curious?" she asked. "Don't you know that curiosity killed the cat? Don't come into my room anymore. I can't guarantee you won't see something even scarier."
Ye Xiao patted Ye Qing's shoulder heavily, then stood up and walked upstairs to her own room.
"Xiao Xiao, you haven't told me what's going on. Who is that 'you' in the room?"
Ye Qing looked at Ye Xiao's retreating figure and asked.
He really wanted to figure out what unspeakable secrets his sister had.
"It's just what you saw. But let's just keep it between us, big brother. After all, no one would believe you if you told them."