Walking out onto the balcony, a cold wind blew past, calming him down considerably.
He turned his head to look at the little girl sitting cautiously at the dining table, still eating her meal. She's only nineteen this year.
In the past, she always loved to cling to him.
Her health is poor, and in his eyes, she is very fragile, always trailing behind him since childhood.
In his eyes, she is like his own little sister. As her brother, protecting her and spoiling her is a natural duty.
He wondered if he had been too close to Huanhuan, causing her to develop different feelings?
He took a deep breath; this is not right, Huanhuan is still young, she might not think things through thoroughly.
But he is her brother; he cannot let his sister be gossiped about by others.
He had made up his mind, now that this girl's feelings are just starting to develop, he must decisively nip them in the bud, make her let go of those thoughts.
