After taking the medicine in the afternoon and sleeping for another day, Su Weiyi felt much better physically, but her mind was still a mess.

She lifted the quilt, got out of bed, walked to the window, reached out to open the sheer curtains, and then opened the window to let the outside wind in.

She remembered that when they were young, Sheng Yanxiao, being a genius, often looked down on her intelligence. At that time, she could only look at him foolishly because he was truly a genius. Even though she was older than him and had learned more things than him, she never had any advantage in front of him.

Later, Sheng Yanxiao began to despise her. Whenever someone said, "Your sister is here" or something similar, Sheng Yanxiao always sarcastically retorted, "She’s not my sister."

He often lost his temper with her for no apparent reason, which was really baffling. For instance, when she wore a dress one day, or when she went to an art exhibition with friends and so on, under circumstances where Su Weiyi had no idea why he was angry, he would still get angry.

Over the years, Su Weiyi could only attribute all of this to his dislike and distaste for her.

But why did he hate her?

Obviously, she was an inexplicable addition, a child with no parents appearing out of nowhere.

She took away all the love that originally belonged to him, she was an anomaly in his life.

Even biological siblings would feel jealous and care if their parents loved the other more, let alone someone like her who came out of nowhere.

But later, she began to fear him. Su Weiyi couldn’t remember exactly when it started, but she was afraid to see his disgusted expression, afraid of his presence, and even felt nervous speaking to him.

So she hid, so she ran away. Whenever Sheng Yanxiao appeared, she always felt that there was nothing right about her whole being.

She would be so nervous that her palms would sweat, her scalp would tingle, and her gaze would involuntarily follow him, yet she dared not really look at him.

Su Weiyi wasn’t stupid, she knew why this was happening.

From the day she discovered the secret in the depths of her heart, she knew she could no longer view Sheng Yanxiao as a brother.

Or perhaps, in fact, she had never regarded him as a brother.

He was once a child prodigy; she was really far removed from him. Later, when he began to despise her as his sister, she stopped considering herself his sister.

Later still, he became the one she cherished in her heart, her unattainable desire—how could he be just a brother?

Because they were siblings, yet she could not see him as a brother, she was afraid.

Ultimately, she wasn’t afraid of Sheng Yanxiao as a person, but rather of the uncontrollable emotions that surged within her when he appeared.

She thought that once the college entrance exams were over, once she left S City and B City, once she went to a place where he wasn’t, everything from the past would gradually fade with time.

Then, she thought she would return to her rightful place, truly seeing him as a brother.

But all those fantasies, all those plans, were shattered by that kiss last night and this noon.

He kissed her, he really kissed her.

Kissed her in such a way that was both real and unreal.

He called her "Weiwei," he called her "Weiwei" so tenderly.

No one had ever called her that before, and at that moment, though it was a blank, Su Weiyi knew it was a heart-stirring, overwhelming moment.

The boy she liked.