Ye Xingguang's heart warmed up, but he didn't say anything.
All the way, Xia Ye Zhao kept talking, "Do you remember when we were kids, I used to carry you on my back, you were as light as a feather..."
Ye Xingguang bit her lips. She was not heavy now either.
"Every time I came home from school, you were always standing at the door, eagerly waiting for me."
At that time, everyone in our family disliked me. Only you were kind to me. Of course, I would stand at the door waiting for you to come back. Ye Xingguang's heart was sour.
"Big brother still remembers..."
"Big brother Xia, stop talking. I don't have any impression of what you're talking about."
Even if she did, she wouldn't want to recall it. Because, for big brother, it was a wonderful memory, but for her, it was not necessarily so. Big brother didn't understand that behind her dependence on him, was the indifference of the other three family members towards her.
