Silence briefly enveloped the two on the living room couch.
Ke Xiaomo's face was downturned, his expression slightly somber.
He thought to himself that if it were only about Mingye, he might have planned to keep it from Ke Yinzhi for now, letting his big brother have a peaceful vacation before worrying about it after the holidays were over.
But with Xiao Ling and Xiao Ni involved, the nature of the matter was different.
Now, more than wondering why his little brothers and sisters had become like this, he should consider... Was there someone in the shadows manipulating them to be this way?
Could all this be connected?
Ke Xiaomo mused silently, his mind as chaotic as a tangled ball of yarn. The more he thought, the more it seemed like a ball of yarn that had fallen to the ground, rolling and unraveling endlessly with thousands of threads spreading inexorably.
