Stupid Brother, why do you have to speak out her heartache so bluntly, can't you give her a little hope?
Baili Xia resented in her heart for a while, and eventually she couldn't help asking, "Did he... not come back after he left? Is he on a business trip?"
Her voice was very soft; if Mu Xiaoyao didn't have good hearing, he might not have been able to hear her clearly.
The fingers hovering over the keyboard paused, looking at a string of characters on the screen; this time, multitasking seemed to be quite ineffective.
It took a while before he refocused his attention and continued to type on the keyboard.
His seemingly casual words, if one listened carefully, might reveal a hint of unique sorrow; "He came back quite early."
The fingers that were clutching at the corner of the blanket tightened then loosened again, and finally, they let go.
