Parting is a sorrowful affair, and although Tian Sisi possessed a mature soul, she still found herself crying unstoppably at the platform of Beijing Railway Station.
"Brother Xin Hua, Brother He, you must write to me, one letter every week, no exceptions," Tian Sisi said tearfully.
Tian Xinhua and He Chengsi were also distressed, but being men, of course, they wouldn't cry a mess like this; instead, their eyes were both turning red.
"Ah Nan, you should be more cautious when you get back, don't be as carefree as before, especially with Zhong Yuying, you mustn't associate with her anymore, got it?"
Tian Xinhua cautioned over and over, afraid that without him watching over her, Tian Sisi would be deceived by few flattering words like before.
"Mm, I'll just hang out with Zhong Anmei and Sister Wan Hua, I definitely won't bother with Zhong Yuying," Tian Sisi obediently promised.
