Bai Ruozhu hurriedly put her emotions away, quickly folded up the letter, and squeezed out a smile for her second brother, saying, "It's okay, second brother. He wrote that he might be coming back later. I was initially worried something had happened, but it turned out to be a false alarm."
Bai Zepei clearly did not believe her explanation. He had glimpsed the ink imprints on the paper earlier and noted there weren't many characters, yet his younger sister seemed unable to say exactly what was written. He knew that no amount of questioning would be useful at this point.
"As long as everything's fine, it doesn't matter if he comes back a little later. Go back and accompany Dengdeng." Bai Zepei's gaze dropped softly, and he spoke in a persuasive tone.
He remembered that the previous letters usually had a noticeable thickness when he held them. This one, however, was so thin, it was as if it were empty inside. Somehow, this made him think of indifference…