She ached for her eldest brother. She had always ached for him. Why did everything have to fall on his shoulders? All he wanted was for the people around him to live a little better.
When an old acquaintance fell ill, he went to study medicine, then offered aid throughout the region—only to draw others' envy.
When neighbors died of illness, he spent all his family fortune helping out... never asking for anything in return. Later, when he opened a small shop, people grew jealous and reported him, yet he had never become bitter toward the world.
There was so much more. Perhaps it had all been miserable, foolish, even laughable, but in He Ling's eyes, she simply ached for everything her eldest brother had gone through along the way. Nothing else was mixed into it.
Sometimes, she truly wished her eldest brother could be a little more selfish. Yet she understood him and silently supported him from the bottom of her heart.
Even if the so-called Chen Xun truly went mad, their family would stand by his side without hesitation. If Chen Xun killed people, then they would set fires. There was no reason needed.
Even if the people of the world cursed them and all living beings cast them aside, they would never change!
On a moonlit night, beneath the starry sky.
Little Crane wore a wronged expression, her lips trembling as a crystal-clear tear fell onto Chen Xun's face.
Chen Xun drowsily opened his eyes. One hand gently brushed across Little Crane's cheek as he softly said, "Third Sister, it's all right. Your eldest brother and second brother have merely been too tired these past years. We have to rest sometimes."
He Ling bit down on her red lips and nodded soundlessly, her gaze never leaving them