"How could I?" Xin Yi was puzzled.
"Weren't you adamantly opposed to it at that time?"
"That was because I thought..."
"So he feels you only see him as a brother."
Xin Yi choked for a moment, then said, "Seeing him as a brother is also admiring him!"
"My brother is proud by nature and cares about face. Back then, even though he was tricked, it wasn't that he had no way out. To some extent, he went with the flow. The developments indeed cost him face. You say he can't get it back, but can he truly not?"
You can only reclaim what you've lost from the person who took it.
"He can't get it back, perhaps because he feels before that incident, you only saw him as a brother. Afterward, you're afraid of him, rejected him, or even disliked him."
"How is that possible?" Xin Yi blurted out.
Tang Xiaobai shrugged noncommittally and opened the bundle she was holding, finding a brand-new outfit. She compared it against her body and asked, "Is it this one?"
