Oh, Di Xiaxia, you're actually quite a bastard. What makes you think you deserve my big brother's love?
Right, right. You don't actually deserve it, really.
It's time for her to dismiss the notion of Mingzhe being her third brother. That was just a naive dream she once had.
A dream existed for so long and spoken about often becomes a lie. If the lie is repeated enough, she mistook it for the truth.
But it's not the truth at all, just a lie she convinced herself into believing.
Di Xiaxia turned her gaze out the window, unable to hold back her tears, her eyes and nose turning red.
She's always been as stubborn as a child, but this time her stubbornness hurt herself.
Her third brother deserves love and a blissful happiness, but the only person who can give him all of that is Gu Qibao.
There's only one person in the world who can do that.
The tears slowly dried on her face, leaving it feeling tight like a clown's.
