"Senior Sister." I was still completely unaware of anything, chatting with Ye Qingxian. "Do you think I'd look pretty with a bracelet on?"
After Ye Qingxian had first had her threads of affection drawn out, the words she spoke had sounded forced and stiff. "Mm. You'd probably look pretty."
Hearing her tone, I tilted my head in confusion. "You... What's wrong?"
I lowered my eyes and stared at my wrist again.
Was something wrong with it?
It didn't look wrong.
It was fair and tender, clean-looking.
It wasn't ugly.
I turned my little hand over twice. It really was smaller than other people's, and both sides looked just as pretty. It was practically flawless. So why had Ye Qingxian reacted like that just now?
Yunyan had gone to grill some meat again.
Ye Qingxian stood in the wind, gazing at her Junior Sister's profile, and fell somewhat silent.
There were things she had never wanted to look into before.
The truth she should have known all along, it seemed.
She just hadn't wanted to ask, or find out.
Besides, hadn't she already been prepared for this? When her Junior Sister had repeatedly mentioned a Blondie man outside the sect, hadn't she already accepted it as fact?
She simply hadn't said anything, while quietly fighting for her.
Ye Qingxian shook her head with a rueful laugh.
Besides, all that was in the past.
Things had already come to this. What was the point of digging into it now?
Ye Qingxian stayed silent for a long while.
I kept chattering beside her, talking about clothes and accessories. When I saw that she didn't seem in high spirits, and her tone was growing cooler too, I gradually quieted down.
"Senior Sister."
"Are you unhappy...?"
Ye Qingxian tucked a loose strand of hair behind