"Who besides you could make me follow from home to the United States, and then follow you here?" Lin Xilu released her hair and lightly tapped her forehead with his hand.
An Siqing rubbed her forehead where she had been flicked, recalling the strange feeling she'd had a few days ago of someone following her.
She asked, "So, at school the other day, was it you following me?"
Lin Xilu tightened his arms around her and, smiling, kissed her directly on the lips.
"I guess you're not that dumb after all."
"I'm not dumb at all, I'm just not as smart as my sister," An Siqing whispered while rubbing her head.
Lin Xilu looked down at her, "Siqing, you are you, and your sister is an entirely different person. Perhaps in some aspects, she's more outstanding than you, but that's in her field. On the stage, dancing, you shine just as brightly. Right now, in my eyes, you are the best."
"Really?" An Siqing looked at him in disbelief.
In her heart, her sister was the epitome of perfection.
