Turn to the last page, there's only one sentence: "17 years old, brother came back... I'm looking forward to it, but also very afraid..."
Reading this, Wen Zao couldn't describe the feeling spreading in his heart, sweet, sour, bitter, and spicy, all mixed together.
She was still like when she was a child, liked to stick to him, rely on him. Every time he came back, she'd chirp excitedly around him, talking about those trivial everyday matters. This kind of dependence made Wen Zao feel warm, moved, and sweet.
But now, she has grown up, blossomed into a graceful young lady, unlike when she was a child, he would give her a piece of chocolate, saying 'Be good and wait for brother', and she would sit on a small bench in the yard, waiting a whole day.
