"It's nothing serious. You're leaving tomorrow, and I just wanted to talk with you," Jie Jinghun said, smiling at Jie Jingling.
Jie Jingling looked at Jie Jinghun. 'Two younger brothers of my own—one insatiably greedy, the other gentle and refined.' Reining in her turbulent thoughts, Jie Jingling stepped aside. "Come on in."
Once Jie Jinghun was inside, Jie Jingling closed the door. He sat in the chair, and she sat on a small stool. They faced each other wordlessly, and after a long silence, Jie Jinghun was the first to speak. "Sis, I heard from Fourth Brother that Granny fainted."
"Jing San, you don't have to worry about my feelings. Do what you feel you must. If you want to be a filial grandson to Granny, I won't stop you. And I won't use what happened all those years ago to pressure you not to." Jie Jingling's voice was perfectly calm. 'I'm the eldest, and he's the youngest. My memories are sharp, but he was so young back then. He probably doesn't remember a thing.'
