As night deepened, the siblings headed to their rooms one after another to rest. Xu Qing played with the turtle for a while and then went out to the terrace, leaning on the edge and looking out at the distant lights.
The weather was somewhat stuffy, but there was a breeze on the top floor that brushed by lightly.
Time is a really strange thing; no matter when, you always feel young, as if all past events were just yesterday. It is only when you look back suddenly that you realize, oh, those were things from a very long time ago.
Jiang He was no longer the shy young heroine who needed a few drinks to bravely kiss him non-stop. She'd learned to buy sports underwear by herself now, and even matching sets at that.
It's just that the kids were around; it wasn't convenient to wear them, so she stored them in the bottom of her wardrobe for a long time. She probably wouldn't dare to wear them until the brother and sister had left home.
