Gu Yin always felt that something was amiss, but her nine-year-old mind couldn't pinpoint the problem.
Gu Zhi asked, "Am I right?"
Gu Yin nodded and hesitated before replying, "Right, I guess."
Pleased with her affirmation, Gu Zhi nodded contentedly and smiled at Gu Yin, "Yinyin, play by yourself in the room for a while."
Gu Yin responded cheerfully, "Okay!"
As Gu Yin was about to leave, Gu Zhi caught a glimpse of the doll in her hand and called out, "Yinyin, leave your rabbit doll with me; your cousin will take care of it."
Gu Yin felt a wave of reluctance, but under Gu Zhi's firm gaze, she had no choice but to hand over the doll.
Once Gu Yin had left, the gentle smile on Gu Zhi's face vanished completely, leaving only a cold indifference as she looked at the doll with growing disdain and slapped it hard several times.
