The moment Ling Yu walked into Na'er's room and pushed open the door, he saw a girl in a silver gown standing in the middle of the hall. She looked like a fairy descending into the mortal world, and he could not help staring in a daze.
The girl had bright, clear eyes that sparkled like stars. Whatever she had thought of made her smile excitedly at him, her eyes curving like crescent moons as though their spiritual charm might overflow. Every smile and frown naturally revealed an air of nobility, making one marvel at her elegant and delicate radiance.
"Brother, you're here!"
Ling Yu stared blankly at her. In more than two years, the girl who had once been barely over a meter tall had grown into a slender young woman standing one meter seventy, with bright eyes, pearly teeth, and a captivating bearing. So beautiful! In terms of temperament alone, even Bibi Dong fell slightly short of the girl before him.
"Na'er, you've grown up! You've become so beautiful!"
Ling Yu sighed at the perfect young woman before him. "It's been two years. Did you miss your brother?"
The girl had been forcing herself to remain calm, but the moment she heard that, her eyes rapidly reddened. Mist gathered in her moist eyes, and her lips pursed.
She slowly walked toward Ling Yu, her steps gradually quickening. The boy opened his arms, and a fragrant breeze swept past him as her soft body instantly threw itself into his embrace.
The girl tightly wrapped her arms around Ling Yu's neck, tears falling onto his shoulder.
"Brother, I missed you so much!"
Na'er clung tightly to his neck, her voice filled with endless grievance. "For more than two years, Na'er has been thinking about you every day, every moment, every