She carefully tiptoed and gently brushed off the snowflakes that had fallen but not yet melted on Qin Xiu's hair, her fingers accidentally touching Qin Xiu's ears, which were so cold they felt like touching a clump of snow, causing Qin Ying's eyes to redden with heartache.
Her foolish little brother...
"Let's go, let's go home," she said softly, unable to bear watching anymore, and turned to leave first, taking the lead.
Qin Xiu, holding the umbrella, saw this, covered his ears that were nearly numb from the cold, and chuckled bitterly as he quickly caught up with her.
He knew all too well what his sister meant.
