Why had I never noticed the kindness my senior brother showed me?
Why did I take his kindness for granted?
Why did I never see the restrained love in my senior brother's eyes?
Why did I long for a bit of sincerity from those who merely wanted to use me, while the person who truly cared for me went unnoticed?
"Yaoyao, don't cry. When you cry, it hurts my heart!" Leng Changrui said gently as he comforted Xiao Yao. His hands tirelessly wiped her tears away. At this moment, Leng Changrui, seeing Xiao Yao crying nonstop, was in such a panic that he didn't know what to do.
Yaoyao seldom used to cry so hard; even when she did shed tears occasionally, the Snow Fox he brought from the Tianshan Mountains would cheer her up. She had never cried like this before. He didn't know what Yaoyao felt upon seeing him again, whether she still saw him as just a senior brother or had other impressions of him.
