The golden crow hangs upside down.
In Song Lingsu's yard, Song Lingjie and Song Lingzhou sat together around the window, with a few small dishes and fruit wine in front of them.
Song Lingjie looked at Song Lingzhou and said, "Fourth brother, you've grown quite a bit this past half year, and you've also become a lot thinner. Are your studies burdensome?"
Song Lingzhou touched his face and replied, "This summer there was a drought, and during the bitter summer I couldn't eat much, so I lost weight."
"Fourth brother has become so thin, looking quite different from how he was when he first returned to the capital. You've become a little adult now," Song Lingsu said with a smile.
Song Lingzhou sighed and said, "I actually wish I hadn't grown up. Being grown up is not good at all."
Upon hearing this, Song Lingjie and Song Lingsu exchanged a glance and said, "Fourth brother, do you have something on your mind? It seems there's worry between your brows."
