At night, Yang Yan shared a bed with Yang Dan. After putting the child to sleep, the two sisters lay in the quilt, chatting.
"Dad's cashmere sweater is so soft, and your handiwork is getting better and better. You can even knit such complicated patterns, but why did you make it so big?"
Yang Dan cast down her eyes and perfunctorily replied, "Dad's getting older, he likes wearing loose clothes."
As they were true sisters, Yang Yan could tell from her expression that she wasn't telling the truth and teased her, "Dan Dan, this sweater's color and style seem to suit young people. Didn't you knit it for a male classmate? Tell me, is there someone you like?"
"Not at all, don't talk nonsense, sis."
Yang Dan's anxious denial only confirmed that Yang Yan had hit the nail on the head.
