"...Why do you think so?"
Yi Qingyan's gaze fell upon his face, her lips slightly curving upward.
"Judging by brother's expression, I guessed correctly."
"Truly... nothing can be hidden from you."
Cen Dongsheng sighed.
Initially, he thought such a feeling—unable to hide one's true heart, difficult to lie—would only appear before Great Sister, but now it seems in this respect, the two sisters aren't much different.
"So, it was brother who saved me, right?" Her clear eyes fixed upon him, "Was it you who changed the trajectory of my life?"
"Sort of. However, in my memory, the 'now' serves as a time where you haven't died yet. On the contrary, it is when you're at your most spirited."
At this point, Cen Dongsheng began to thoroughly recount his memories, sharing all the past events concerning her.
However, Yi Qingyan seemed uninterested in other topics, even her own life; only when they talked about the singular encounter in their past life did she react, smiling gently.
