Shen Xi got up and approached Fu Qingye with a smile. "Brother."
The word "Brother" was enough for Fu Qingli and Fu Qingxuan to turn into green-eyed monsters. They exchanged glances and looked at Fu Qingye with envy.
Fu Qingxuan clenched his fists. His little sister never called him that. He pestered Shen Xi for a long time yesterday, but she refused to say the magic word. Yet here she was, addressing Qingye as her brother so naturally.
Fu Qingli might have kept a blank face the whole time, but he turned sour inside. Was it all his own doing? He was lucky that Qingxuan shared the same fate. At least he could feel a little better about himself.
"Sister." Fu Qingye spread his arms to softly and gently hold her. It was hard to fight back the tears.
Even though he had time to adjust his feelings since finding out about it yesterday, Fu Qingye thought he was ready to face her. Yet, his emotions still got the better of him.
