Ning Zicheng has a sad look on his face. His family has a hard to read Sutra. He is no exception. He just doesn't want to say more. He will understand that his young heart always grows up after some wind and rain.

Ning Yaoyao's eyes are stubborn.

"I'm gone. You haven't been back to Beijing for a long time."

Ning Yaoyao looks at her brother and gradually goes out of her sight. Her eyes are slightly red.

Ye Tian waited for Ning Zicheng to leave, then walked slowly and handed her a tissue. He didn't ask why or why. It's her secret. What's the relationship between them?

"your brother's...