"But Lanlan, seeing you like this, brother is very happy," Shen Junyu dropped the smile from his face and sighed, "Lanlan, do you know? When you were little, you loved to laugh. Except when you hadn't started to talk, I never saw you cry, but..."
"Ever since you came back, brother barely sees genuine emotions on your face. You've protected yourself so well that no one can see your heart, but Lanlan, seeing you like that, I only feel pain. Granny Shen and Grandpa once said that every time they saw you remain calm and sensible in the face of problems, they didn't feel happy, only heartache, because they couldn't imagine how much hardship you must have endured alone to develop such a temperament."
Shen Qinglan thought of Granny Shen who had passed away a year ago and felt a tickle in her throat, "Brother, I'm not suffering, really."
