Bai Ling, just like her name, was like a sacred white lotus in A'niu's heart—how could he bear to let her be hurt?
A'niu raised his hand to gently stroke Bai Ling's hair.
"Silly girl, we're not from the same world. There's no need for you to waste your time on me. The world outside is vast; you should go out and see more of it."
"But A'niu, my heart still can't let go of you. You know, after having you in my life, it's hard for me to fall in love with someone else."
Bai Ling reached out to wrap her arms around A'niu's neck and rested her head on his shoulder, whispering softly.
"Being your sister at times is actually more fulfilling than if I were your lover. It makes you happier."
A'niu was right. People always think that love is the best way to tie a man down, but love is too mysterious.