Amused, Youyou tugged at his hand, pointing out what shouldn't be mentioned. "Are you crying?"
"No." Little Yichen denied it stubbornly, but anyone could hear that his voice was hoarse.
As an elder brother, he felt compelled to save face and not shed tears easily in front of Youyou. Now that his eyes were bloodshot, he naturally did not want Youyou to see it.
Youyou, however, did not stop and gently tugged at his sleeve again. "Hey… Big Brother…" Again, the address of "big brother" struck the most vulnerable part of Little Yichen's heart. "Big Brother, I missed you. What about you? Did you miss me?"
Little Yichen lowered his head and chuckled. "Yes…"
"Well then …" Youyou was full of anticipation as he asked, "Aren't you going to give me a hug?"
Little Yichen turned and finally looked at him.
Seeing his reddened eyes, Youyou chided, "Why are you crying? It's not as though I'm missing an arm or a leg. I look fine don't I?"
