In Little Bai Ye's eyes, the elder sister named Ling Xi was a very interesting person.
It was as if she were guarding against the entire world—cold, indifferent, flawless.
She trusted no one and nothing, as if she had sealed herself inside a safe little house, refusing anyone's goodwill and paying no attention to anyone's joys or sorrows.
It felt as though the entire world had nothing to do with her.
Such a person was colder than the snow of the Sin Domain.
Half a year had passed since Bai Ye began traveling across the continent with Aunt Jing, which also meant he had known Ling Xi for half a year.
Bing Yu had once said that half a year of spending every day together was enough to make two strangers very familiar with each other.
She and he were the perfect example.
Bai Ye agreed with that view, because aside from Bing Yu, his relationship with Aunt Jing had also grown better and better.
Yet this seemingly reasonable statement showed no effect whatsoever on Ling Xi.
Even though Ling Xi would give him a slight nod when she saw him, and even though she would follow Aunt Jing's suggestion and stroll through the streets with him, Bai Ye knew that was only to reassure Aunt Jing.
In truth, the distance between the two of them was limited to being "strangers who knew each other."
This fascinated Bai Ye. Ling Xi was a special case unlike anyone he had ever seen before. He wanted to study her, understand her, and know what kind of girl was hidden behind that tightly shut door.
So he worked hard to learn how to smile, then worked just as hard to learn how to make others laugh.
He wanted that cold, pretty face to