"Ying Qian, you still don't trust me."
The headlights of the car in front shone on Meng Beiyan's sharp facial features, and he squinted, a subtle change in his expression.
Ying Qian's pupils suddenly dilated, surprised by what he said.
Was she really that important to Meng Beiyan...?
“I’m going on a business trip next week, and I’m leaving tomorrow afternoon.” Meng Beiyan changed the subject. “Remember not to take the back roads when you come back from evening self-study. If anything goes wrong at school, or if someone bullies you, call me.”
When saying these words.
The road ahead was completely blocked for some unknown reason. It took ten minutes for the car to move forward even a meter.
"I've already credited your meal card," he continued. "Remember to water the flowers on the balcony. I don't think you'll kill them, will you?"
"There's one more thing, it's something I've mentioned before. Even though you're older now, I still have to tell you: don't open the door to strangers, especially since you're a girl. You should really think about your safety."
Taking advantage of the traffic jam, he said a lot of things, as if he had already prepared them in his mind, which is why they came out so fluently.
Meng Beiyan is a very responsible older brother.
This only applies to Qian.
During the years they spent together, they were both growing up, leaning on each other and helping each other climb up. There were bound to be stumbles on the road to growth, but they were always easily overcome with each other's help.
In just a few short years, it created memories that Meng Beiyan would never forget.
Perhaps it was only guilt, endless guilt, that led to this desperate attempt to make amends.
"Brother, I really don't want to cause you any trouble."
"My life has been too smooth, I need someone to cause me some trouble, like you."
Ying Qian remained silent for a moment, then said, "Thank you, brother."
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