Xiyao gave another bitter smile, "Chuchu, you don't understand. It's precisely because Ah Ye cherishes me more that he might become more distant from me. He doesn't want to disturb us or cause any trouble between us. These days, I don't know how much he has blamed and disliked himself."
"The better reunion he talks about can only happen after he has completely let go. But he is too much like me. Once he identifies someone, it's usually for life; and, what is destined to be unattainable always seems best. So, it's very likely that there won't be a better reunion, and it's even less likely we can go back to how things were before."
Xia Chu understood then.
This was what made Xiyao the saddest—the best of brothers, who thought they would always stand by each other and that no one could separate them.
Yet, suddenly, for such an irreconcilable and messy reason, they were gradually drifting apart, never to return to the beginning.
And he was powerless.
