Today was Valentine's Day, and it was also the first time Chen Fang had been home since the Lunar New Year.
She wasn't back to stay, however, but to pick up a change of clothes. The ones she had brought to Yang Xiaozhi's place were a bit too thick, and the weather lately had been unbearably hot. She had to get out her short-sleeved shirts; otherwise, it was unbearable during the day, especially around noon.
Just as she gathered a bag of clothes and was about to leave, a voice from the house next door suddenly called out to her.
"Chen Fang."
Chen Fang turned to see Chen Ying standing in her doorway.
Chen Ying really was beautiful. Even in a simple T-shirt, she was so striking and lovely.
Her hair cascaded down her back in slight, natural waves. It was dyed a stylish and playful milk-tea shade, a hairstyle and color that truly put one's features to the test. Yet, the style looked as if it were tailor-made for her. She was incredibly beautiful.
"Sister, what is it?"
