In the distance.
Yangyang had barely poked her head out when Yun Tang grabbed her and pulled her back.
"Do not look at what propriety forbids."
"Children shouldn't peek at grown-ups' business."
Yangyang was unconvinced and wanted to say she was already an adult, but something else caught her attention, and she forgot that little episode in the blink of an eye.
In the center of the courtyard.
Ye Qingxian's blunt words had humiliated her former self so thoroughly there was nowhere to hide.
People really were incapable of empathizing with who they used to be.
Suppressing the flutter in my heart, I looked at Ye Qingxian and asked, "Ye Qingxian, who am I?" The fact that I did not call her Senior Sister carried its own deeper meaning.
After a brief moment of thought, the girl answered, "Junior Sister."
"Yes, Junior Sister." I immediately had my answer in my heart.
At this moment, I gradually realized—
Given the relationship between Ye Qingxian and me now, even if I wanted to test her, I should have done so more gently, rather than in such a black-and-white manner where one wrong answer meant turning our relationship into a stubborn mess.
Because I no longer cared about that answer.
I had already heard most of what I wanted to hear.
Whether it was or wasn't had long since been etched into every word and action.
The day I had been waiting for might now be within reach.
Beyond reason was my love-addled brain.
Ye Qingxian's words just now had practically coaxed me into bursting with joy.
All that anger was tossed out of my mind in one go.
Senior Sister admitted her longing so openly, so much so that she wanted to think of me whenever she saw something familiar.
What was