With his clear eyes shining, he resumed his aloft attitude. Even when treating his ’sister’ in such a way, he didn’t elicit disdain from others, but instead, made hearts flutter like a startled deer.
Di Xiaxia couldn’t quite articulate her feelings. She felt a strange mix of emotions!
"Xiaxia..." Di Mingzhe suddenly began, his raspy voice laced with strong restraint. At the sound of it, Di Xiaxia stiffened instantly.
Di Mingzhe stared at her without moving. He wanted to say, I love you, I’ve loved you for twenty years. Can you love me back?
But though the words roiled on the tip of his tongue, he ultimately couldn’t utter them.
His strength and fortitude always turned to fear in front of her, for he couldn’t afford to lose. Not after twenty years.
He didn’t want to argue with her, didn’t want to see any hint of disappointment, reluctance, or resistance on her face. Every instance would bring him pain.
He didn’t want to experience such heartache to the point of despair, so...
"Stand up." Finally, Di Mingzhe lowered his gaze and casually extended a hand. His strong palm lifted her up from the sofa.
The heat of his body slowly receded, hardening bit by bit until it became cold.
Di Xiaxia dumbly watched Di Mingzhe quietly return to his seat on the sofa. He was silent and seemed somewhat absent-minded, his eyes somewhat vacant as if they had lost focus.
She should be crying, and run back to her room, she thought. But at that moment, she found herself unable to move.
She didn’t know why, but she felt a little heartache for her brother, managed to overlook his previous actions.
Ah, Di Xiaxia, you are too soft-hearted!
Even though he nearly violated her, why is he acting as if he were the victim?
Good grief!

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