Qin Yinan was just standing outside the bathroom. He hurried over when he saw her and asked with a face full of concern, "Song Song, are you alright?"
Song Qingchun shook her head. "Brother Yinan, I'm fine."
"Really?" Qin Yinan asked again.
Song Qingchun forced a smile at him and used the lightest tone she could manage to reply. "Really, something suddenly came over me just now; I'm sorry for making you worried, Brother Yinan."
"Why did you apologize to me? That's not your fault." Qin Yinan visibly relaxed upon seeing her smile. He reached out to tussle her hair like he used when they were growing up and berated her lightly, "Silly girl."
Song Qingchun felt her heart twist slightly with emotions when he said that. An urge rose within her to tell her that this silly girl was the real person writing all those paper notes. Before she could stop herself, his name tumbled out of her mouth. "Brother Yinan."
