The voice floated over softly again, "Even your Brother Chenxi, didn't you also despise me from a young age and stay far away from me?"
She remembered clearly how handsome Brother Chenxi was when he was little.
She especially liked the feeling of being with her brother, feeling particularly safe with him around.
Maybe she was too young and naive then, which is why she loved clinging to her brother, oblivious to his disdainful looks.
Now that she's grown up, she understands everything.
Ye Chenxi stood there, speechless and unmoving for a long time, as her words hit him.
Despise?
Had he ever despised Sister Ningyue?
How could he not know?
Turning around, he saw her figure growing smaller as she walked away, wanting to go forward and hold her back, but even he felt powerless.
Since she's so convinced, why should he try to appease her?
Ye Chenxi, in his actions, doesn't need to explain much to others; if she truly thinks this way, then so be it.
