When her brother interacted with Lin Xingjie, the naive air between them always brought a knowing smile to her face, she couldn't help but reminisce about the days of her youth.
After several days, Li Qinglian had gotten used to this scene.
This time, the number of female classmates her brother brought home had grown by one, yet it seemed he ended up watching a DVD alone? Could it be that the two girls were chased out?
"You're alone?"
Xu Xiangyang turned his head, his young face flickering in the light emanating from the television screen. Even upon seeing his sister, the boy's face remained expressionless, simply replying in a flat tone:
"Yeah."
...This was clearly unusual.
Li Qinglian became even more curious. She was about to ask more when the bedroom door was pushed open from the inside.
Zhu Qingyue came out, headed straight for the chair, and picked up the shoulder bag that was on it, politely saying goodbye to Li Qinglian.
"Sister Lian, I'm leaving."
