An Shijin had only been carried by a girl twice in his life, and it was by the same person.
It was different from the last time. This time, he could feel her body trembling.
She was afraid and uneasy.
And that 'brother, I miss you' he said! It also rushed into his heart, bringing with it countless gentleness.
His hand fell on her back and he pulled her into his arms. His voice was so gentle that he didn't even notice it. "Why are you crying?"
"Why did you only come back now?" Cheng Anyue sniffled and complained.
In the past few hours, every day felt like a year to her. The thought of her brother not being at home and her living under someone else's roof made her feel terrible.
She hoped that he would go back soon and even hoped that he would not go out at night again. She was afraid to face that group of people alone at home.
"There's a social event tonight. " An Shiyun replied.
