The candlelight was like a soft heart, enveloping the two of them.
Gong Shirao quickly looked away, not knowing where to direct her gaze.
Apart from the places illuminated by the candlelight, everywhere else was shrouded in darkness.
How had she inexplicably ended up stuck with this person in this unfamiliar place?
The sports hall was just a road's distance away from her, yet it felt like it was separated by mountains and rivers.
It seemed that today she was destined not to see her little brother.
Actually, this wasn't so bad; maybe there'd be another chance to meet next time.
"You look so disappointed; is being with me so unbearable?" Zhan Nanjue spoke up.
He sensed her shifting gaze, feeling that her attention was directed towards the direction of the sports hall.
Who exactly was this 'little brother'? Was he really that important to her?
"You already know the answer." Gong Shirao said.
