But in reality, everything she had to face after returning home and the consequences she had to bear were known only to herself.
Yu Xinman held her hand in return, tears welling up as she bit her lower lip: "Lu Lu... thank you."
At this moment, she was genuinely grateful that Zhou Lu could help her shoulder everything.
It was as if she had been walking alone in a night full of phantoms and monsters, only to suddenly meet someone who could light a lamp and guide her toward the light.
"No need to be so polite with me; after all, we're the best of sisters," Zhou Lu curved her lips into a smile, one that was impossibly sincere.
"Hmm, you're right." Yu Xinman lowered her gaze slightly, her thick dark lashes brushing against her lower eyelids, hiding the unease in her eyes.
Zhou Lu chatted with her while peeling an apple. Though the atmosphere was pleasant, Yu Xinman still seemed absent-minded.
