"Xiaohe, who are you knitting this sweater for? Why is it so large?" Fangfang asked, observing He Zhilan, who seemed reluctant to leave her dorm or work. Halfway through Zhilan knitting her sweater, Fangfang's curiosity peaked. Who was Zhilan knitting such a large sweater for? Notably, Zhilan's face lit up in smiles every second she spent on her knitting.
"It's for my brother." Zhilan said, "You've probably met him, he was the tallest one who came to the restaurant with me on the first day!"
"No wonder then!" Fangfang nodded in understanding. She then began to ask about Zhilan's family, and when she learned that Zhilan has an elder brother and a younger sister, she felt a touch of envy - the older sibling a man, and a cute younger sister. As the middle child, Zhilan was expected to be the least spoiled, yet she was nurtured and sent to college.
