Allen closed his eyes, pounded his chest with anger, and said in grief, "We've raised you for more than ten years, but how did you repay us? Isn't your brother kind to you? Since your childhood, he has been doting on you. How did you have the heart to hurt him like this?!"
On the sofa, Ada covered her face with her hands, tears seeping from between her fingers.
In the silent hall, footsteps suddenly sounded.
Phoebe turned her head to look, with tears still hanging on her face, and saw Sheldon coming down from the second floor, standing in front of the stairs, looking at her from a distance.
His fragile eyes gradually dimmed, but there was no sadness or anger in his eyes. They were like a pool of stagnant water without the slightest waves. This was the look that would only appear when someone was extremely disappointed.
The brother, who was full of joy whenever he saw her, no longer existed.
