Strangely, it felt so melancholic.
Song Zhidao reached out to wipe away his sister's tears.
Song Zhizhi looked at her brother.
"No matter what the future holds or what happens," Song Zhidao said, "our family, me, and dad will always have your back."
"I know."
"Sister," Song Zhidao said, "no matter what happens in the future, in my heart, you will always be the most important person to me."
Song Zhizhi held her brother's hand, "Me too."
In her world, nothing could shake the position of kinship in her heart.
Only after losing it once does one learn to cherish it more.
Cherish it always.
Song Zhidao stood up, "Sis, you should get some rest, so you can look beautiful on your wedding day."
"You should go to sleep early too."
"Mhm."
Song Zhidao left.
Song Zhizhi looked at the pale blue crystal bracelet her brother had given her.
A smile graced her lips.
At this moment, she suddenly felt very fortunate.
Her loved ones were still by her side, and true love remained.
