“It’s better to call me ‘sister.’ I often have nightmares where you keep chasing me, and each time I wake up scared. I’ve thought more than once that if I just stopped thinking about you, everything could go back to normal. But you are my brother, my only kin, how could I possibly forget you?” She knelt on the floor, hands on the ground, tears dripping down.
Let go. As long as he could stay by her side, that would be enough. To love someone is to wish for their happiness, not to cause them pain. He smiled sadly.
“Sister, I’m back,” he said to her, considering her more important than his own life. From then on, he would strive harder to restrain himself.
She looked up, somewhat surprised. “Are you truly determined not to do those things I disapprove of, not to say those things I don’t want to hear?”
“I promise you.” Endure it; a little pain means nothing. To love her is to want her happiness.
“I know it’s been hard for you, Ya Ye. But this is fate; who made us siblings? This is the only thing that can’t be changed.” She stood up, her fingers touching his hair, “You’ve kept the same hairstyle as Nan Tiao Wei Si.”
“You still love to read comics.” He dared not move, fearing to startle her. “I will never let you suffer so much again.”
“Thank you, my brother.” Fang Feng lowered her head, accompanied by a subtle sense of loss, as if a burden had been lifted.
“It’s too late; I should go back. Will you come to the concert?” Ya Ye suppressed her excitement.
“If there are tickets left, I will.”
“I’ll have my manager think of something. Sister, I want to give you the best performance.”
Sitting in the car, he couldn’t calm down for a long time. Fang Feng, I don’t want to let go of you!
“Can you speak Chinese?” Fang Feng brought a cup of tea for Ling Mu Chun.
“Thank you. Ya Ye taught me. Can you speak Japanese?”
“I learned a bit at university. I didn’t expect Ya Ye’s manager to be his sister.”
“Last night, he rushed back and asked me to reserve the last ticket for his concert, saying it was for his sister. I was quite surprised,” Chun said with a laugh.
“What’s wrong?” Fang Feng was puzzled.
“Ya Ye, this guy, the company knew he was from Taiwan, but they knew nothing about his background. He completely erased his past. Turns out, he still has family!”
Did he do this to forget me, or to forget they were siblings?
“What’s wrong?” Seeing her suddenly fall silent, Chun asked with some concern.
“Nothing, nothing.” She quickly smiled to cover up, “Being a celebrity’s manager must be tough.”
