"I only have boiled water, drink it." Yan Xingwu handed Shui Lian a glass of water and said apologetically.
"It doesn't matter, I just like drinking boiled water." Shui Lian quickly took the water glass, looked at Yan Xingwu, and asked again, "Don't you have any family...?"
"Yes." Yan Xingwu looked at Shui Lian and said with a smile, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.
"Oh..." Shui Lian knew that she had said something that she shouldn't have said, so she sat there awkwardly.
"It's okay, didn't you...see it?" Yan Xingwu walked to the window and looked at the sky with clear eyes.
Shui Lian was shocked and said in disbelief, "You mean...Xiangju...?!"
How is this possible? Shui Lian looked at him with wide eyes.
"Yes. Xiangju is my...sister." Yan Xingwu looked back at Shui Lian who was stunned and said.
Shui Lian looked at him in shock, Xiangju... is Yan Xingwu's sister?! How is that possible? How could Yan Xingwu have such a sister?!
and……
"You...your names...?"
"Her surname is my father's surname, and my last name is... my mother's surname."
Shui Lian looked at him, and she didn't expect that Xiangju would have such a younger brother, but...why would he live here since he was Xiangju's younger brother? Why is he always alone...why?
Looking up at Yan Xingwu, the sun shone obliquely on his body, casting a light layer of sadness. Under the golden light, he seemed so far away that even Shui Lian felt that he would disappear at any time...
.
Shui Lian lowered his head and sighed, why could he still laugh like this?
Inadvertently, Shui Lian suddenly saw a photo, slowly stretched out her hand and picked up the photo...
In the photo, a little boy is smiling innocently. Although his face is not good, his smile is so happy and clear. His bright black eyes are twinkling, and his dark red hair is also glowing with gentleness. That is Yan Yan.
When Xingwu was a child...?
Next to him stood a little girl with a slightly pale face and a deep smile that contained too much... But it was not difficult to see that she was very happy and was really a lovely girl.
.Is she...the person Yan Xingwu likes...?
Yan Xingwu's voice gently brushed against his ears, "Her name is Ye Helin."
"she……"
"Dead." Yan Xingwu said, his voice could not be heard as sad, even too plain. When he spoke, his eyes were very soft, as if they could overflow with water. He looked at the sky quietly... as if there was something there.
…
"I'm sorry..." Why does she always mention things that shouldn't be mentioned?
"fine."
Shui Lian put the photo down... In fact, as long as she takes a closer look, she will find that the little girl's eyes are very similar to hers... very similar...