Junqi shook his head and took a few steps back, distancing himself from him.
Jian Yufei noticed the white mask on Junqi's face, and her expression changed slightly.
"Where did he get the mask from?!" she asked in astonishment.
Ansel saw her come in, and a look of guilt flashed across his face.
"Mommy, it's my fault. Yesterday, my brother and I were watching TV and I noticed he was very interested in the masks on TV. So today, I got someone to buy one to give to him. But once he put it on, he wouldn't take it off. It's been hours already..."
Jian Yufei stepped forward to comfort him, "Don't be upset, it's not your fault. You were just trying to do something nice for your brother."
"No, it's all my fault. I knew about his past, yet I still bought him a mask. Mommy, did I mess up again?" Ansel felt a bit uneasy and guilty.
In truth, he felt sorry for his brother, and he didn't want to see him yearning for the mask, so he softened for a moment and decided to indulge him.
