"Brother, are you okay?" The voice by his ear interrupted his thoughts.
"What's wrong?"
Bai Zini did not lift her head, only leaning on his shoulder with drooping eyes, "You're crying... even though it's just one eye."
"It's just an allergy..." Ke Mingye said, gently rubbing his eye, "It's nothing, keep sleeping, we're not home yet."
"Are you really okay?" Bai Zini leaned against his shoulder, continuing to ask.
"What's wrong?"
Bai Zini was silent for a long time, then said quietly, "You asked me this morning. I thought you were so nice for the first time, noticing that I was in a bad mood straight away. You weren't like this before, you're always alone. Dad always tells me not to let you feel like an adopted child. He wants me to be nicer to you."
"So, you've been clinging to me just because dad said that?"
