At that time, she didn't understand what had gotten into her brother. Later, she found a painting in his room, a rather poorly drawn crayon painting of a burning sky. It was truly ugly, nowhere near as good as the ones she painted, yet her brother treasured it like it was a gem.
Back then, she wondered who could have painted it.
But even now, she still didn't know.
Qin Yin listened as Tao Miao spoke. She really wanted to ask her if Nan Sichen had agreed to her proposal back then.
But it seemed Tao Miao was lost in memories, so Qin Yin felt it would be rude to interrupt.
In the end, even when the meal was served, Tao Miao hadn't brought up whether Nan Sichen had agreed to marry her.
However, the matter stuck in Qin Yin's mind like a thorn; she was dying to ask if he had agreed or not, whether he had or hadn't.
But she didn't know whom to ask, and the last meal tasted bland; both of them were preoccupied with their thoughts.
