She had once mistaken that love was about repayment, and affection was about recovery, so she gave her love to the Xiao Family, while her affection was involved in scheming with others, without any contribution. Yet, she obtained the same result: others wanted her family destroyed. She had no choice but to resist, and as a result, an arrow shot her towards the wheel of fate.
Therefore, now her senior brother appeared before her, allowing her to understand love, to receive love.
Love is the selfless giving and dedication, accompanying the loved one through life and death.
Xiao Yao wrapped her arms around her senior brother's waist, leaning her head against his broad chest.
Perhaps this was the arrangement of fate for her.
To let her die once, to meet and know her senior brother in ancient times, and then, to let her return to the wheel of fate once more.
And this time, her senior brother was by her side to accompany her, her true love, her real romance.
