"Brother...do you feel sorry for me a little bit...?"

Xia Xin's voice sounded, and Jiang Sijue's whole body was shaken. He looked at Xia Xin in his arms, feeling irritable for no reason.

"You are my sister..."

"It has nothing to do with siblings——!!"

Xia Xin looked at Jiang Sijue almost stubbornly, her eyes sparkling, "Huh? Right...? Jiang Sijue...does he like me a little bit?"

At least...a little bit is good...

Jiang Sijue...

If I still persist like this, will I wait for your heartbeat one day...?

But if I respond so emotionlessly every time... then how should I persist...?

Jiang Sijue... at least give me a little response. Don't let me... be alone in this hopeless entanglement...

Xia Xin didn't wait for Jiang Sijue's answer and ran upstairs alone.

She didn't dare... didn't dare to listen to Jiang Sijue's answer. After so many years... she had long been so fragile about feelings that they would break if touched.

Jiang Sijue was sitting alone on the sofa downstairs, his eyes dark and struggling.

Sighing, he finally stood up and took steps forward. He felt that for this sister, it was necessary to let her know that dependence and liking were completely different.

Walking to the door of Xia Xin's room, Jiang Sijue knocked on the door and opened his mouth cautiously, a little tentatively.

"Xia Xia...?"

No answer.

"Xia Xia...?"

Jiang Sijue did not give up and still called at the door.

For a long time, a suppressed sob sounded inside, as if there was a strong sense of weakness and loss, and it suddenly tightened Jiang Sijue's heart, even with a little throbbing pain, spreading sourness in his chest.

The astringent taste made the fingers holding the doorknob tighten one by one.

They are only separated by a door, but they seem to be separated by the ends of the world. The farthest distance is the distance between their hearts.

Xia Xin's hoarse voice came——

"elder brother?"

Jiang Sijue felt distressed for no reason, and some unknown emotion was rolling in his chest. He wanted to break out of the obstacles like crazy. His movements froze, and his voice became hoarse unconsciously.

"Xia Xia, that..."

"I apologize for what happened just now."

Jiang Sijue's deep voice is still magnetic, like a glass of mellow red wine that makes people drunk without drinking it. He lowers his eyelids, casting a silhouette, and his delicate profile is as unrealistically beautiful as if it was carved by God.

The sharp features were silent in the shadows, cold and charming.

"Just now...it was my brother who was wrong."

Xia Xin cried for a while, feeling depressed and uncomfortable.

"From now on, I won't be able to..."

Jiang Sijue wanted to close his eyes for some reason. He couldn't imagine whether Xia Xin could accept his disguised rejection.

That little girl must be... feeling distressed and uncomfortable, right?

Xia Xin was in the room, clenching the pillow with her fingers, gritting her teeth, trying to make her voice sound calmer, trying her best to put on a smile, even if Jiang Sijue couldn't see it.

"It's okay...brother."

"Maybe, I drank too much in the bar, so I was a little messy..." Xia Xin wiped the tears on her face and told herself to be strong, Jiang Xia Xin, don't cry!

"Brother, that...I will move out..."

Jiang Sijue felt something hit his heart violently, causing huge pain and depression to surge towards him. He took a few steps back and pursed his lips.

Obviously he wants Xia Xia to stay away from him...
Chapter completed!