From childhood, he could only watch her from a distance, never dared to approach.
Watching her make funny faces at him, watching her stubbornly cling to her brother, watching her stand with hands on hips, laughing boisterously and arrogantly.
She ran across the lush green grass, climbed over the tall walls, and walked step by step into his heart through the shadows of illness, never leaving.
For the first time, he so wanted to hold onto something tightly, and never let go.
But why, why was there not even a trace of himself in her eyes...
"You must not... bully him... stick with me..." Xia Yuxun suddenly mumbled, while simultaneously slapping out.
Leng Siche narrowly avoided it, grasped her restless hands, and sighed helplessly. This girl even thinks about fighting in her sleep.
Still, just as adorable.
Xia Yuxun's cheek rubbed against Leng Siche's arm and then hugged it, whispering softly, "Ache, from now on I'll cover you, no one can bully you..."
