Yao Beidi looked at Yin Bin.
A self-loving smile from Yin Bin, "Now you know the charm of your brother."
Yao Beidi rolled her eyes.
Yin Bin didn't care, smiling as he looked down to eat breakfast.
The two ate at a moderate pace, the breakfast shop was really doing good business, bustling with a lot of people coming and going.
While nibbling on the golden mantou highly recommended by Yin Bin, Yao Beidi watched the hustle and bustle of the Shanghai streets through the window.
Her gaze suddenly paused.
A little girl about 6 years old stood outside the glass window, wearing a white princess dress, probably holding her mother's hand. The little girl, with her head raised, chatted incessantly with her mother, her facial expressions especially rich. Sometimes when she was excited, she'd even have cute gestures to demonstrate...
Xiaoxiao was once like that.
Vision would blur suddenly.
