"Hmm, it's good news, Zhan Ting. I thought I had no blood relatives left, but, unexpectedly... unexpectedly, I am not alone in this world." An Lan leaned against Huo Zhanting's shoulder, her voice hoarse as she spoke.
Huo Zhanting felt a twinge of jealousy. "Even without An Xuan's appearance, you are not alone in this world. Have you forgotten about me and the baby? If the baby heard what you said, they would surely cry."
Thinking of the baby, An Lan's tears broke into a smile.
"You're right, I'm not alone, I have you all."
Sunlight streamed through the window, bathing the two of them in a serene and harmonious glow reminiscent of peaceful times.
After learning that An Xuan was indeed her own little brother, An Lan had been extremely excited. She felt that he was the most precious treasure her mother had left her. At night, as she nestled in Huo Zhanting's arms, she couldn't help but repeat.
"Zhan Ting, I have a brother now."
