Looking at her two daughters, Ye Minzhi's feelings were complex.
"Brother Xilu, Brother Xilu..."
Finally, at the bottom of the stairs, An Siqing, who took two steps at a time, was able to catch up with him.
"Siqing, what's wrong?" I asked, turning around. Lin Xilu turned around, his usually gentle eyes carrying a hint of melancholy.
"You walked so fast, was it because..."
She never managed to say out loud that she still likes her sister.
Pressing her lips together, An Siqing delicately said: "My sister has already begun her new life, you don't have to dwell on the past."
She hesitated for a moment before gritting her teeth and continued, "In fact, there are many people out there."
"Brother Xilu, I..." she glanced at him nervously. "I like you too."
Lin Xilu was taken aback, seemingly not expecting her to say this.
A hint of sadness flashed in his eyes.
He didn't want to hurt her, but...
Love was beyond his control.
"I'm sorry." Lin Xilu bowed his head.