It's just that she didn't want her sister to worry, so she pretended to be fine. In fact, she was very concerned about it.
"Xiaoxue, I am your sister. If anything happens, you must tell me, do you understand?"
Ling Xiaoqian really felt uneasy. Xiaoxue's behavior now made her worry. If she felt uncomfortable, she could cry to her sister, but now, Xiaoxue deliberately hid it. She seemed to be more sensible, but there was no guarantee that Xiaoxue would not be confused.
"I know, sister, I'm really fine." Ling Xiaoxue smiled, but it looked very deep and not as lively and cheerful as before.
Ling Xiaoqian could tell that she was just forcing herself, just pretending
"It's okay. Have you cooked breakfast? Why don't you let me come?" Since Xiaoxue didn't want to mention what happened last night, she tried not to mention it, so as not to arouse Xiaoxue's emotions.
"It's almost healed. Sister, go wash your face and you can eat it as soon as you come out." Ling Xiaoxue still had a smile on her face, but that smile looked like a pretense and was forced out.
She heard everything about what happened last night and the conversation between her sister and Lan Yichen last night.
She knew that her sister and Lan Yichen had a deep relationship, and she knew that she would never be able to replace her. Seeing that her sister cared about her so much, she felt a little guilty, so she got up early in the morning to cook breakfast.
Think of it as an apology to my sister
But she will never tell the truth. Even if she can't get Lan Yichen, she doesn't want her sister to get it. She doesn't want her sister to live so happily, and she doesn't want her sister to be happier than her.
Ling Xiaoqian felt uneasy, but still nodded.
"good"
After taking another uneasy look, she turned around and entered the bathroom. After washing herself, she walked out and saw Xiaoxue coming out of the kitchen with a pot of porridge.
Seeing her sister coming out, Ling Xiaoxue said
"Sister, come over for breakfast"
Ling Xiaoqian walked over. Xiaoxue had already filled a bowl of porridge and brought it to her. Her beautiful face was always smiling, as if she would cry if she didn't smile.