Jiang Ruolan came back to her senses and stepped forward to embrace his waist symbolically. Just as she was about to take a step back, Xian Yijun suddenly hugged her tightly. She was shocked, then she heard the man whisper in her ear, "Ruolan, I'm back."
"Yi-"
"Big sister." Before she could say anything, she heard him whisper these two words into her ear.
Xian Yijun had stopped calling her sister since he was seventeen, and he had been calling her by her name ever since.
Jiang Ruolan felt her nose turn sour, as if something nostalgic had hit her. She understood and knew that with those two words, her Yijun had truly returned!
She looked up and saw his smile. The faint smile of relief, the steady clarity of a man, the sunshine and tenderness that he alone possesses. Seeing her looking up at him in a daze, he put his hand on her head and stroked her hair. "What are you daydreaming about?"
