This was the speech Ye Zhi found after much difficulty, and when she uttered it, a sharp pain like a knife cutting through surged within her heart.
A certain feeling that existed deep within her heart, gave rise to this pain. She liked her brother Ye Qiu, and at this moment Naoya felt this strong emotion.
——Ye Zhi knew she couldn't lie to herself anymore.
Naoya supported Ye Qiu, helping him slowly lie flat on the bed. She covered him with a blanket while gently caressing his body.
She didn't know how many times she had gently stroked him, but Ye Qiu's sobbing turned into sounds of sleep. Naoya closed her eyes, quietly whispering to herself within her heart.
——Ye Zhi could only choose to give up. To deeply bury this feeling into her heart.
Because Ye Qiu's heart was already someone else's.
Large teardrops rolled down Naoya's cheeks, landing on the sheet and quickly disappearing.
The sweetness and softness brought warmth to the sleeping Ye Qiu.
