"Why did you miss Brother Xiang more than me, Summie? You broke my heart, and I don't think I will be able to live for more than two days," dramatically, Xue Tian voiced his protest while glancing at his sister from the rearview mirror.
The grown man even pouted to show that he was disappointed with his sister's answer, but Wen Xiang knew it was just an act. He knew the truth, but he chose to be a spectator while continuing to watch the drama.
Were there melon seeds here? It seemed this atmosphere was suitable for eating melon seeds.
"You can't easily talk about life and death, brother," the little girl suddenly sounded mature as she rebuked her brother. "Back then, I used to ask when I would die because I got sick easily, and you said that humans wouldn't know how long they could live in this world, right? That's why you shouldn't have said easily that you would die soon."
