When Xiao Yichen left, Xue Xiaohua still cried under the blanket.
She thought that she had a heart of stone and would not cry. However, in the dead of the night, she thought about it and realized that she would not be able to see her brother Yichen for at least three years. She felt a lump in her throat.
Thinking about it again, what if something happened in the next three years? wouldn't they never see each other again?
Thinking of this, it was no longer as simple as a sore nose. She directly covered her head in the quilt and cried for half a night.
She thought that she was a smart little girl with a good eye. If she wanted to cozy up to someone, she would get it right.
After her birthday, her brother Yichen would be going to the capital to look for his parents.
