"When I'm not around, you need to take good care of yourself." Ye Lantian looked up at him.
In her eyes, the boy looked exceptionally good.
She always felt he was even more handsome than her brother.
Perhaps this is what they mean by beauty in the eyes of the beholder!
But somehow, because of his identity and his serious demeanor, she felt awkward chatting with him.
Have they grown distant?
Ye Lantian thought it was impossible; they called each other often!
She forced herself to smile, didn't she like him a lot? Didn't she want to see him every day?
Why was she so reserved when sitting face-to-face with him?
Ye Lantian didn't like this feeling; she preferred the way they felt the first time they met on the beach.
Back then, she was carefree, smiling at him without restraint, not worrying he might dislike her.
"I'll take care of myself, you too," Zhuo Yue said.
Their conversation was a simple back-and-forth, with one asking and the other answering.
