Do we meet again? Or part ways?

obbed back and forth, clutching at his shirt and swaying as he slowly lifted his head.His cold and aloof expression contrasted sharply with her soft and tearful face, creating a striking image.My brot...re like the mother of the male lead in those romance novels, always bullying the kind female lead...""Don't laugh! Get out and bring my sister up here!" I glared at Fourth Senior Brother."Yeah, yeah,...