Seeing the Eldest Young Lady and the upright Bai Qingyu standing at the entrance of the tent, Bai Jinxiu jumped off even before her horse came to a halt. Her throat choked with emotion, she clearly wanted to call out A Yu, but instead she burst into tears, unable to utter a single word.
She stared at Bai Qingyu... her steps quickened as she ran towards Bai Qingyu and Bai Qingyan.
Bai Qingyan noticed Bai Jinxiu's tearful face and smiled, saying to A Yu, "Go meet your second sister!"
Bai Qingyu responded and walked towards Bai Jinxiu.
When the siblings met face to face, Bai Jinxiu tightly grasped Bai Qingyu's arm. Looking at her brother who had grown taller since he went to battle, she raised her hand to touch Bai Qingyu's cold half-mask, her nostrils flaring. Tears flowed like broken pearls as she asked softly, "Does it still hurt?"
Bai Qingyu held onto Bai Jinxiu's hand, his eyes red and moist, and shook his head, "It doesn't hurt anymore, Second Sister..."
