Ying had taken her spot at the windowsill with her rose cakes and milk tea. Not even for a minute did she stop eating just like how she never stopped looking in the direction of Zizi and his brother. From her angle, she could clearly see them sitting in silence as they sipped on tea. While Zizi was busy not paying his brother any attention, his brother's eyes were stuck on Zizi's face.
While one brother's face was expressionless, the other's held a gentle expression. They looked so similar and yet so different. It was equally hard and easy to believe that these two were brothers.
Somehow, even from her position, Ying felt awkward for those two who were sitting so close and yet were not saying anything to each other. She couldn't even imagine how they were feeling. Was this the feeling of being so close and having hearts far apart? Tsk. Tsk. She didn't find it amusing at all.
"Ying Jie, what are you doing?"
