"Warn him about what?" Liu Xiao smiled. "Too many people need him. I'm just one unremarkable person among them. I can lean on him from time to time, but if I started relying on him for everything, I wouldn't be myself anymore. I have too much pride for that."
No matter what, she had her own pride. Being by the side of a prodigy like Lin Hui, who shone like a blazing sun, completely overshadowed her own light, but it wasn't enough to make her abandon who she was.
Liu Wu Jun looked at the faint redness in his sister's eyes and said nothing.
He suddenly had a glimmer of understanding as to why Weiwei's death had occurred.
The lives of Lin Hui and Liu Xiao were essentially two separate threads. Sometimes they drew close and intertwined, but the vicissitudes of life meant they would inevitably drift apart. They couldn't be bound together forever.
Now, Lin Hui stood far too high. Everything he saw, everything he touched, was far beyond what they could ever imagine.
