Perhaps, he never imagined that one day he would cry loudly like a big child, venting all the emotions hidden in his heart for many years.

Originally, he thought it was very calm, because waiting was quiet, so even if he saw certain scenes, surprises were always inevitable, but at least he would not lose his composure.

However, it is really different from the imagined picture, and the gap is really big.

From the moment he walked into the bedroom, he felt like he was in a daze and had hallucinations again. Surprise passed by his heart, and the rest was full of emptyness. He chose not to look at the bed.

He wanted to read something, say something, and greet him softly as usual, the kind that no one responded.

The morning wind was a little cool, and the rippling curtain was raised. A very small girl squatted on the bed, and the light gradually gathered in her eyes. The world in her eyes gradually became clear, and she saw clearly the person sitting in front of her.

Short hair with ears cannot cover a pair of bright eyes. He lowered his head and flipped through the book. His pupils were filled with sensual light. The lines on his side looked a little contradictory, soft and a little thin, shining against the morning sunshine.

It seems... everything has not changed, and time has not passed long, and we met again, as if seven years ago.

Brother, you got up before me again. The sunshine today is so bright, and... you are so handsome.

The little girl narrowed her crescent eyes, and a blush appeared on her face. She lowered her head shyly and looked at Han Bin with a quiet look. She wanted to move forward. But she didn't have the strength.

She felt that it was really good to peek at it quietly like this, because her brother was very handsome.

She is not young, really not young anymore, but time can't bear to put traces on her body. Her appearance is still like seven years ago, without any change, and she looks like a timid little girl of fourteen or fifteen years old.

Quietness lingers in the bedroom. It has not dispersed for a long time. He and her didn't talk, but just sat quietly, one person watching another while the other person was reading a book.

Then, the soft reading broke the silence.

The little girl narrowed her eyes slightly, with a sweet smile on her lips. The blush on her face even more, like a ripe green apple, still green, but exudes an extremely attractive charm.

She smiled so beautifully, shyly, like the bright moonlight blooming in the first moon.

"Han Xue. Good morning." With a faint greeting, she slowly opened her mouth, and the figure reflected in her eyes slowly raised her head.

"Brother, good morning." She just responded with a smile.

Really, she just responded softly as usual, with a little shameful and a little surprise. Because every time she saw her brother, she felt that every day was full of hope.

She didn't feel that she had slept for a long time, and simply thought that she had only slept for one month at most. Although she used to fall asleep for no reason, one month was really too long.

Brother, long time no see, hehe.

When Han Bin saw this beautiful little face again, he was stunned and could not speak. He was not as rumored as people were blinded by surprise, nor was he as the so-called blank.

He saw it very clearly, slowly recorded every detail he saw in front of him, and compared it carefully, and found that it was exactly the same, and his sister had not changed at all.

When we met again, time seems to have not passed, but I know that it has been past seven years.

I want to cry, okay? Actually, I don’t want to cry, but I really can’t help it. Because when I see you smiling, I want to cry for no reason, not because I feel sour in my heart, but because my eyes are astringent.

I have to wipe the corners of my eyes, otherwise the tears will blur my vision and cover your figure. I am afraid that I won’t see you smiling later, so I have to look at you seriously and clearly.

Until, if I feel that your existence is really not an illusion, then I can cry even more wantonly.

However, before I cry, I want to hug you first and then cry again. This requirement is not high, because I have to let you, the dead girl, know that you can't sleep for so long next time.

Then, he didn't know what to say, but Han Xue felt it was inexplicable.

"You damn girl!" Han Bin said this. He choked and was full of blame. He hugged the small body in his arms with great force, but he cried even harder.

This time, I really hugged it, it felt very real, warm and thoughtful.

If crying is a manifestation of weakness, then everyone will cry, but they will not cry as loud as Han Bin, because many people dare not face their weakness calmly. People like to pretend to be strong and laugh rather than crying to face weakness.

But, can you really be strong if you pretend to be strong? There is no definite answer to this question, but Han Bin knows that because he has been pretending to be strong for too many years, he has been sad for many years.

This time, he didn't want to pretend, he smiled in surprise. He wanted to cry, and cried unscrupulously. Couldn't it be possible?

Very hot tears gently dripped on Han Xue's thin little shoulders. She felt so hot. She heard loud crying and angered blame in her ears. She panicked.

Inexplicably, the little heart twitched slightly, and it hurt so much. She could feel a sense of confusion and bitterness. It was a kind of pain accumulated by time, which was permeated by his brother.

Brother, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying? If you cry, I will... want to cry too.

Tears were rolling in her eyes, her long eyelashes were wet, with a crystal shining luster, her little face was filled with panic and heartache, Han Xue was at a loss. She didn't know what to do because her brother cried for no reason.

But she cried so hard that she felt so distressed and hurt. She cried to her heart. Her brother rarely cried and was always very strong. Really, she didn't lie.

"Brother...why are you..."

She asked stupidly, without any strength at all, but she still wanted to raise her hand, moved her little hand with difficulty, slowly stretched toward her handsome face, and gently wiped her fingertips.

Tears are so hot, even her hands are burned.

"What's wrong with me... I don't know..." Han Bin trembled with his voice. His open hands hugged Han Xue like he was embracing the world, his chin against her shoulders, and tears flowed. "But I feel happy, really."

He was really happy and didn't lie, because you might not imagine how much he was at this moment... Maybe words can no longer describe his inner emotions.

And what happened to him? He actually knew, but he couldn't say it.

He could not say how much hesitation and fear he had experienced in order to wait for this moment to come, how much sadness was flooding in every quiet night, and how much vulnerability was not dared to face it.

He has been escaping. He hid in a self-shaping world, built the so-called strong wall, curled up and hid secretly, and raised his head to look at the sky.

This is what he once called yearning for sunshine, which is nothing more than a protective color covering his fragility, and is essentially a fragile person.

It’s really too bitter all the way, but at this moment, all the bitterness turns into a clear spring. This may be what people say is that the bitterness is so sweet.

Although it came a little late, it was still timely.

"Brother, don't cry." She comforted her weakly. She raised her weak little hand and wiped the corners of her brother's eyes with heartache. Her palm trembled. "Don't cry... don't cry..."

Why are we filled with tears when we meet again? We are so happy, didn’t we meet again?

"I... didn't cry." Han Bin was really crying, but he denied it because he felt that he was not crying, but venting his inner joy. "You read it wrong."

Really? Are you really not crying? But the back of your hand is hot, isn’t it tears? If not, then why would my hand feel burned?

"You are lying, brother, you are crying." Her voice trembled, her lips wrinkled, her face gripped, and she looked extremely distressed. "You can't deceive me, you are... a big unqualified liar."

"Am I really crying?" Han Bin slightly let go of his hand, held Han Xue's small shoulder, showed a face that he didn't know how to describe, and looked at her.

I really cried, a very handsome face was soaked, my eyes were red, my sharp chin was still with tears, and my clear tears were rising along the curve of my cheeks.

Too bad, not handsome at all, and looks so ugly.

Han Xue snorted softly, her weak body leaned forward slightly, stretched out her palm to support Han Bin's cheek, a clear little face slowly wrinkled, her eyes drooped, and her little mouth was bitter.

"Brother... don't cry..." It seemed that all the words became pale. She could only say that, her face was at a loss, but when she comforted someone, she started crying. "Don't cry, really don't cry."

A soft cry sounded gently, echoing in this pink bedroom for a long time.

I promised not to cry, but at the end, there were two people crying.

"You damn girl, have I allowed you to cry?" He was crying himself, but he was still holding on to the so-called majesty.

"Brother, don't be harsh on me, I'm afraid." Then, she cried even harder.

"I'm afraid, so don't cry anymore." The voice softened.

"But I can't help it. Because my brother cried, I felt uncomfortable. When I felt uncomfortable, I wanted to cry." This is how she answered.

"So, so..." He couldn't help it.

...

The morning wind was really cool, especially in this day just passed by late winter, the curtain rippled gently, and in a bedroom, a mature man hugged a little girl, and the two cried loudly.

Perhaps, one day you will expect someone to make you cry, not because of sadness, but because of happiness.

By the door, Bai Yuezhen, who was shocked by the crying, stood quietly, covering her lips with her palms, her eyes filled with crystal tears. Her gaze was blurry, but she clearly saw the two tightly embraced figures in her eyes.

She could say that she had been standing at the door for a long time and cried for a long time, especially when she saw Han Bin crying suddenly, she couldn't help but feel soreness in her heart.

After many years, I finally saw you crying once. Does this mean that some things are quietly dissipating, while some things are coming with the next season.

Perhaps, your sorrow can really be dissipated, the sun is coming, and the flowers should be in full bloom this year.
Chapter completed!