However, at this moment, Zhuo Yihan had already reined in his emotions. Luo Qingli saw nothing.
Subconsciously, Luo Qingli breathed a sigh of relief. It was best that there was nothing to see.
Walking Zhuo Yihan to his car, Luo Qingli gave him a hug. But it was merely a sisterly hug for her brother. Her words bemused with reluctance, "Big Brother, take care of yourself when you reach the United States."
"I will!" Gently pushing Luo Qingli away, Zhuo Yihan slightly curved his lips, "Xiaoli, you too, remember to take care of yourself. Don't allow yourself to get hurt. Understand?"
"Mmm! I understand." Luo Qingli replied with a smile.
Zhuo Yihan took a final, deep look at Luo Qingli, not hiding his feelings at this moment. A mix of reluctance, love, affection, regret―all kinds of emotions mingling together.
Luo Qingli's heart skipped a beat, feeling flustered. Her lips moved, "Big...Big Brother, you..." do you like me?
