Before December arrived, filming in America finally wrapped up. Qin Baobao's scenes were finished, and that afternoon, the team flew back to China on United Airlines.
In first class, Su Yu and Qin Ze sat with their heads lowered, chatting. When checking in, she had casually said she wanted to sit with Qin Ze. To her surprise, Qin Baobao had not objected, nor had she even made any sarcastic remarks.
Like now, Qin Baobao wore an eye mask and slept, turning a deaf ear to Su Yu and Qin Ze's giggling whispers.
Only now did Qin Baobao truly look a little like an older sister, rather than a deranged Brother Complex and jealous vinegar jar.
But for some reason, Su Yu felt that this girl possessed an utterly unreasonable confidence, like the Lord of the Harem coldly watching bewitching concubines dance gracefully, her heart filled with disdain.
"What's wrong with your sister?" Su Yu whispered into his ear.
"What do you mean, what's wrong?" Qin Ze's gaze drifted.
"She's been so quiet today. She even gave up her seat to me."
"Maybe... she's become more Buddhist-like."
Su Yu wore a skeptical expression at Qin Ze's explanation. Had the siblings argued and entered a Cold War? It did not seem like it.
Wearing her eye mask, Qin Baobao vaguely heard her brother talking with Su Yu, and her thoughts drifted back to that night a few days ago.
Qin Ze had told her a great many things, about what had happened in Xu Family Town.
Qin Baobao had suspected it long ago, but this was the first time she truly learned the story of those years.
Auntie Xu Ru's tragic past, Xu Yao's youthful recklessness and later guilt and emotional knot, and of course their mother's regret and lingering illness back