Thinking of this, Zhou Xingyan couldn't help but smile faintly. She had always been a calm person, so why did her thoughts feel a bit uncharacteristically restless now?
But on second thought, even though Gu Jingxin and Gu Jingrui were twins with very similar features, Zhou Xingyan could instantly distinguish the differences between them. Her favorite, Gu Jingrui, had a sunny appearance with a gentle yet firm charm, while Gu Jingxin exuded elegance with a clean and refined grace—so very different.
Gu Jingxin's slender fingers wrapped around Zhou Xingyan's fair little hand. Even such a polite and simple touch allowed Gu Jingxin to feel the coolness of her small hand. That soft little hand was as white as milk, so translucent that faint blue veins could barely be seen. Yet, beneath the surface, her blood pumped vibrantly, full of vitality.
